"Young man, why aren't you running anymore?" Luo Ying panted heavily, his body exhausted from running at high speeds for hundreds of miles. Even his formidable strength couldn't prevent fatigue when he was left with only his prenatal energy.

Finally, he had caught up with the young man. Luo Ying glared fiercely at Chu Mo, who was less than a hundred zhang away. Under the night sky, the young man leaned against a massive ancient tree, his eyes radiated a chilling glare as he watched Luo Ying.

"You've reached a dead-end, haven't you?" Luo Ying did not need to look to know what lay behind Chu Mo. "You're backed against a cliff, aren't you?"

Chu Mo remained silent, only continuing to watch Luo Ying coldly.

Luo Ying glared at his recently regenerated right arm, spat forcefully onto the ground and ground out between gritted teeth, "Trash, today will be your last day in this world. Any final words to say?"

As he spoke, Luo Ying felt a faint throbbing pain in his right arm.

While his powers were suppressed in this minor world, his physique still belonged to the Mahayana stage. Regrowing a severed limb wasn't a difficult task. However, this newly grown arm didn't possess the same strength as the original one and could hardly be used in battle.

When had Luo Ying ever suffered such humiliation? In his mind, Chu Mo was already a corpse.

"What's there to say? If you want to kill me, just come." At that moment, Chu Mo was like a wounded wolf. His pure eyes glowed with a freezing light as he watched Luo Ying.

"Hahaha, even at a time like this, you want to play mind games with me. And you want me to approach you? Why would I do that? Trash like you only thrives in places like this. Otherwise, I could destroy you with a mere thought!" Luo Ying spoke, declining to waste further words with Chu Mo. In this world, only the dead were truly harmless.

Despite seeing Chu Mo as an insignificant ant, his astounding sword technique was enough to give Luo Ying a slight chill.

Luckily, Chu Mo's realm was weak. If he genuinely was born in the Heavenly Realm, not even being in a class of his own could help.

"Even if he was a level lower than me, if he managed to draw his sword like that, I would have a hard time avoiding it!" Luo Ying's inner thoughts were not as boastful as his outward appearance.

A noble's bearing could never be lost even in the face of death. But a wise man knows his own limitations.

In front of Chu Mo, Luo Ying inserted a high-quality Heavenly Crystal into the slot of the small bronze cauldron in his hand. He smirked cruelly, "You trash! You ant! Do you see? The power suppression... doesn't mean a damn thing! You provoked me, so now you will die!"

The small bronze cauldron in Luo Ying's hand emitted brilliant rays of light as soon as the Heavenly Crystal was inserted. Immediately after, a shadow that resembled a fierce beast shot out from the cauldron, growing rapidly with the wind to transform into a gigantic beast spanning hundreds of zhang.

The beast had a tiger's head, an elephant's body and a snake's tail. Even though it was merely a shadow, it held an unending pressure.

This vast pressure filled the entire Heaven and Earth, causing a whirl of flying stones.

Roar!

The monstrous beast let out a deafening roar.

Then it charged directly towards Chu Mo.

Crack!

The ancient tree behind Chu Mo, which resembled a small mountain, couldn't withstand this immense pressure and burst apart.

Chu Mo's body, too, was under enormous pressure, a feeling even stronger than when he was entangled by the python's tail.

Every single bone in his body felt as if it could shatter at any moment.

Chu Mo spat out a mouthful of bright red blood. He propped himself up, unwilling to let the pressure force him to his knees. The Heaven Slaying in his hand let out a resonant cry.

Waves of killing intent erupted from the blade.

Luo Ying stared at the Heaven Slaying in Chu Mo's hand, his eyes lighting up with interest, "That's a great blade, it'll be mine soon!"

"Go to hell…" Chu Mo mustered his strength to lift up the Heaven Slaying. Within him, a stream of purple-golden blood that he never knew existed once again surfaced and ignited all the strength in his body. At the same time, the overwhelming pressure that almost squashed Chu Mo to death vanished instantly. Chu Mo swung the Heaven Slaying, unleashing the Life Killer's blade with a curse. "Bloody hell!"

A spectacular, dazzling beam of light instantly lit up the night sky.

It wasn't lightning, but it was faster than lightning!

Whoosh!

Even Dong Yu, who was far away, could clearly sense the unimaginable killing intent embedded within this beam of light.

Within tens of miles centered on Chu Mo, all life forces languished and disappeared instantly as he unsheathed his sword!

Big trees shriveled up instantly, and the flowers and grass turned to ashes!

Endless vitality was abruptly drawn away by just one of Chu Mo's sword strikes.

So, Chu Mo's Netherworld Eight Sword's second move, Life Killer, from initial understanding to mastering, had grasped the real essence!

The colossal beast phantom which emitted a formidable pressure was split into two by this sword, and dissipated with a roar!

Clang!

A crack directly appeared on the ancient, time-worn bronze cauldron that emanated sounds with a slight vibration.

Splash!

Luo Ying spat out a mouthful of blood and looked about to fall. He had not been counterattacked but just hit by the aftermath of Chu Mo's Life Killer. Having part of his vitality divorced, he was seriously injured right away!

"How is this possible?" The pupils of Luo Ying's eyes flashed with a horrified gleam. 'How could a youngster, who is not even in the Foundation Establishment stage and is like an insignificant ant in his eyes, break the phantom beast in his cauldron?'

If it was just losing an arm to a sword strike from an equivalent innate individual, he would have accepted it. But at this moment, Luo Ying could not accept this reality.

'That's because the beast in this small cauldron, though a mere phantom, has the real strength of a Primordial Infant. If it were to be initiated by top-grade Heavenly Crystals, it could even put out an attack like those in the Spirit Refining stage!'

'How could it possibly be split by a sword from an innate-stage brat?'

'How powerful is his sword strike?'

Once he thought of this, Luo Ying felt an all-over icy sensation.

He regarded himself as a prodigy, a Heavenly Realm Genius. He had seen plenty of stunning Heavenly Prodigies. He had seen young great accomplishments who could achieve the Mahayana stage before they were twenty years old.

But he had never heard of anyone, in the innate realm, who could split a Primordial Infant cultivator with one strike…

'This is just like seeing a ghost!'

Splutter!

After Chu Mo struck out with his sword, he seemed to have all his spirit drained away. He spat out a mouthful of blood, went limp straightaway, knelt down on both knees, and almost fell to the ground.

At the crucial moment, he managed to hold up his body with the Heaven Slaying, but he was still down on one knee.

Luo Ying finally breathed a sigh of relief and wiped the cold sweat off his forehead. Like a release from venting, he roared hysterically, "I thought...you were a monster. Can you fucking do that again with your sword? Huh?"

While speaking, Luo Ying took out another top-grade Heavenly Crystal stone and, after some hesitation, threw it fiercely onto the bronze cauldron.

"Now, let me see how you defend!"

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Yesterday I took a lot of medicine. The fever has improved, so I should be fine, but the sore throat and overall weakness are still bothering me. It hurts even when I swallow my spit, it's really annoying.

Also, I wanted to share something. January 12th is not my birthday. My birthday is on the 12th of the first month of the Chinese lunar calendar, which is twelve days after Chinese New Year.

So, thanks to the friends who wished me a happy birthday, I will keep your blessings in mind. As for my actual birthday, we will celebrate when the time comes.

Also, whether I have recovered or not, I will release at least five chapters tomorrow.

I do not ask for understanding, only peace of mind.

So, that's it.

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