Continuously executing the Supreme Art placed immense pressure on Chu Mo, dimming the luminescence of the Five-Colored Dao Platform within his elixir field. At its center sat a tiny figure in meditation, unflinching. It was Chu Mo's Primordial Infant!

Although his core was not yet damaged, Chu Mo could no longer continue to wield his power unrestrained. Otherwise, no matter how strong he was, he would ultimately exhaust all his strength.

"The final strike!"

Chu Mo squinted his eyes and pointed with his finger!

He called upon the power of the mountains and earth, shielding himself tightly!

On the Ouyang Family's side, another dozen people were sliced into pieces.

In the end, the eight or nine remaining people went utterly mad since they could not kill Chu Mo, they would inevitably perish here.

As for the extent of the loss this battle had inflicted on the Ouyang Family, no one had the mind to calculate that now. Surviving the present crisis was all that mattered!

Watching the group of severely wounded Primordial Infant peak cultivators rush towards him, Chu Mo, with a pale face, revealed a sinister smile: "Did you enjoy my earlier disguise? Did it give you a pleasant illusion that I was easy to kill?"

While speaking, Chu Mo was holding a top-grade Heavenly Crystal!

Crazy operation of the Heaven's Will My Heart Art, desperately absorbing the vast energy from the Heavenly Crystal.

But his depletion was too great to recover in a short time. However, recovering even a bit was better than none at all.

Ouyang Suo, drenched in blood, charged at Chu Mo, bellowing madly: "You little beast, killing so many of our Ouyang Family, you won't leave here alive today!"

"Old man, what else can you do besides threaten with words? What else can you do? Let me tell you the truth, your Master Chu has never taken you bunch of lowlifes seriously! If I don't bother you, you should kneel and thank the heavens for their protection. Yet, you dare to provoke me? Do you really think I'm patient and won't kill?" Chu Mo coldly sneered at Ouyang Suo: "There are many good things in this world, but not every good thing is something you're entitled to possess! You choose not to stay in the Immortal Realm and wish to go to the Netherworld... Master Chu will grant you that wish today!"

As he spoke, Chu Mo raised his hand and struck with his sword!

Crack!

A Thunder Shock sounded instantly in the sky!

This thunder, like that of Heavenly Tribulation, shook heaven and earth, causing all to tremble.

Following that, a dazzling beam of light struck directly at Ouyang Suo!

Ouyang Suo was almost scared out of his wits, never dreaming that Chu Mo could launch such a flawless sword strike!

Netherworld Eight Strikes, the fifth strike... Thunder Shock!

This strike was also something Chu Mo had just comprehended!

The Demon Lord at this stage couldn't execute this strike, but Chu Mo could!

When this strike was delivered, it completely changed the colors of heaven and earth, overshadowing all auras even within the domain controlled by Chu Mo!

Ouyang Suo sacrificed all the dharma instruments on his body in that instant.

Crack!

One dharma instrument shattered!

Bang!

The second dharma instrument shattered!

Clash clatter...

The third… the fourth… until the eighth dharma instrument all shattered!

Chu Mo's strike was now right above Ouyang Suo's head!

"Ah!"

Ouyang Suo suddenly let out an earth-shattering roar, then horizontally positioned his sword above his head, hoping to block this final strike.

Crack!

The sword broke.

The man died!

Ouyang Suo was split in half from the middle, including his Primordial Infant, cut with perfect symmetry.

Blood scattered in the void, tragically and yet beautifully.

Everyone was completely dumbstruck by this strike!

Half a step into Spirit Refining, huh!

Just to be cleaved alive by a monk who had just stepped into the Primordial Infant realm?

Even though this place was his domain, his home ground, and even though this half-step Spirit Refining monk had already been grievously injured… still, this… this was too unthinkable, right?

After Chu Mo slashed out with his sword, he couldn't help but feel a wave of intense weakness as if all the strength in his body had been drained with that single slash!

But there were still eight people here!

Eight monks at the peak of the Primordial Infant realm!

Although they too were covered with wounds, they hadn't completely lost all their combat ability; they still had the strength to fight!

However, at this moment, these eight peak Primordial Infant monks seemed to have been petrified as they stood less than a hundred feet from Chu Mo, none daring to truly charge at him!

The might of that single slash had thoroughly intimidated this group!

Imagine this, previously, dozens of Primordial Infant realm monks, along with Ouyang Guangda's side, nearly a hundred Primordial Infant monks in total.

The weakest among them was in the mid-stage of Primordial Infant realm, and the strongest was already one step into the Spirit Refining realm.

Such a team, charging at any power in the Spirit Realm, even those top-notch sects… would also tremble!

Who could have imagined, just outside Jinxiu City, not ten thousand miles away, would be thwarted and suffer horrendous losses, their most powerful Spirit Refining monk cleaved alive?

If anyone still had the courage to continue charging at Chu Mo after this, that would really be praiseworthy!

The monks from the Ouyang Family truly weren't afraid of death!

But not fearing death and foolishly courting death… there's still a big difference!

At this time, Chu Mo made a motion; he slowly raised Heaven Slaying in his hand, pointing at one of the Primordial Infant peak monks, his lips parting to reveal a sinister smile, "Next, it's your turn!"

"Ah!" This Primordial Infant peak monk let out a scream of utter terror and turned to run!

Actually, by this time, Chu Mo was merely hanging on by a thread, even lifting the immensely heavy Heaven Slaying in his hand seemed strenuous.

But his slow motion of lifting Heaven Slaying to point at his enemy, in the eyes of the few survivors from the Ouyang Family, was clearly an action that brought them immense pressure!

Chu Mo's other hand was still tightly clutching the Heavenly Crystal, as he shifted his gaze once again towards the others.

The remaining seven monks, seeing Chu Mo looking towards them, also turned and ran!

Their confidence, their pride, their morale, had been utterly shattered by Chu Mo!

All notions of power, high status, dignity, and face… were all bullshit!

Continuing to fight would be a suicide; who would go on?

Chu Mo's body slightly swayed, then he took a deep breath and loudly said, "Today, I'll spare the lives of you eight dogs, temporarily keeping it on account for your Master Chu. Remember, go back and tell your family head Ouyang Guanghui to wash his neck clean and wait for your Master Chu to come and collect it!"

Boom!

The eight monks, hearing this sound, ran even faster!

Almost in the blink of an eye, they completely disappeared between Heaven and Earth.

Chu Mo at this moment couldn't hold on any longer, his body swayed, then descended from the sky onto the mountain below.

The domain that enveloped this place also dissipated with it.

This piece of Heaven and Earth, after this battle, not only didn't lose all vitality, but a very bizarre scene emerged!

The vitality here was frighteningly rich!

The spirit energy between Heaven and Earth was almost about to condense into substance!

Nearly a hundred Primordial Infant monks had fallen, none of them having escaped with their Primordial Infants intact; that vast and boundless essence energy was like a vast sea!

It's no exaggeration to say that this place, for hundreds of years, will be a true cultivation holy land!

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