The First Immortal of Destiny-Chapter 611: Evil Cultivator Junior_1

In the instant the Formation exploded, Yang Chengxiong hurled several High-Level Talismans at Shen Mo while simultaneously activating a Hiding Skill and vanishing into the void.

Even under the scorching heat of the sea of fire, he couldn’t remain hidden for too long, but if he could just endure these most dangerous moments...

Elder Zhu Zhao was not merely watching. He had already exhausted all his Grade six Feather Transformation Charms and was rapidly closing the distance between them. He desperately utilized Escape Skills to give chase, unleashing sword Qi and magic attacks towards Shen Mo, intending to prevent him from slaying Yang Chengxiong.

I just need to hold on for a moment longer, and Elder Zhu will be able to protect me. At that point, who lives and who dies will be far from certain! Yang Chengxiong thought fiercely. 𝘧𝑟𝑒𝑒𝘸𝘦𝘣𝑛𝑜𝘷𝑒𝓁.𝘤𝘰𝓂

SWISH!

SWISH! SWISH!

The Spirit Sword in Shen Mo’s hand radiated brilliant light as he unleashed waves of sword Qi without reservation.

The talismans Yang Chengxiong had thrown and Zhu Zhao’s offensive attacks were shattered one after another. Then, Shen Mo’s gaze fell upon a distorted area within the waves of fire.

The Demon Soul General, Horse Groom Lv’s, ability to vanish into the void was not a spatial Skill like Clam Girl Ming Yu’s. Instead, it was a highly sophisticated method of concealing his form and aura. However, in an extreme environment entirely consumed by an infinite sea of fire, his location was easily discernible.

Suddenly, a peculiar glint flashed in his eyes as he activated the Skill, the Pure Yang Pupil.

Within the sea of fire, created by Class IV peak Fire Spirits consuming their origin power, Yang Chengxiong was already being burned to the point of excruciating agony. Now, scorched again by the Pure Yang Fire, he screamed and tumbled out of the distorted flames.

At this moment, his body was coated not only with the flames from the sea of fire but also with the even more terrifying Pure Yang Fire.

The power of his Black Water Talisman and Fire-avoiding treasure was utterly insufficient to extinguish these two types of flames. His magic robe and inner armor were incinerated, and his body sizzled as fat rendered from it. In an instant, he was reduced to a human-shaped piece of charcoal.

To prevent Yang Chengxiong’s spiritual items from being completely destroyed, Shen Mo had deliberately restrained the power of his Skill. Otherwise, Yang Chengxiong likely wouldn’t have even a pinch of ash left.

"Damn you, foreign evil cultivator! Stop right there!"

Zhu Zhao had closed the distance to within a few dozen miles and could reach Shen Mo in two or three breaths. The barrage of attacks from his hands hadn’t ceased, continuously washing over Shen Mo like a relentless tide.

However, Shen Mo’s sword Qi nullified most of the attacks, and the Wall Palm blocked the remainder.

The few exceptionally sharp and difficult-to-block sword Qi strikes that landed on his Dao Body were like blades striking an iron anvil; they could hardly inflict serious injury upon his incredibly tough physique, further augmented by the Indestructible Body Skill.

Taking advantage of the fact that his formidable enemy had not yet arrived, Shen Mo reached out and seized the powerless Yang Chengxiong.

The next moment, he summoned the Golden Flowery Realm. Under its dim, hazy light, the charcoal-like Yang Chengxiong was drawn inside.

If Yang Chengxiong had been in good condition, a slight struggle would have allowed him to break free from the spiritual light emanating from the Golden Flowery Realm. However, he was now grievously injured and on the verge of death. His remaining True Yuan barely sustained his last breath, and even his soul was in a stupor. Capturing him was no different from forcibly taking a mortal.

Seeing Yang Chengxiong and his Universe Bag taken away, Zhu Zhao was incandescent with rage. Fueled by killing intent, his red eyebrows and beard bristled like needles, giving him a terrifying appearance.

Over a hundred years of painstaking preparation, a vast amount of energy and resources, all invested for the sake of obtaining that Samadhi True Fire.

Who would have thought that at the final moment, the "young evil cultivator," whom he had dismissed as a mere nuisance, would emerge and snatch away the prize that should have been his.

Zhu Zhao had, in fact, been wary of Shen Mo from the start.

However, after Yang Chengxiong stole the Samadhi True Fire, he failed to act according to their agreed-upon plan.

The treasured cauldron used to store the Spirit Flame was one of Zhu Zhao’s destined magic artifacts. If Yang Chengxiong had activated the treasured cauldron earlier as planned, Zhu Zhao could have retrieved it remotely across the void, securing the Samadhi True Fire.

If so, none of these subsequent complications would have arisen.

At this moment, Zhu Zhao’s almost palpable murderous intent was seventy percent directed at Shen Mo, with the remaining thirty percent aimed at Yang Chengxiong.

"Die!"

Zhu Zhao no longer held back, unleashing his full power. His magic sword began to whine, unable to bear the immense pressure of his vast True Yuan.

BUZZ!

A Sword Light flashed, carrying the full might of a peak Golden Core Realm expert. Like a white rainbow piercing the sun, the Sword Qi slashed towards Shen Mo.

The surrounding sea of roaring fire was split in two by the terrifying force of the sword, leaving a void passage dozens of miles long, utterly devoid of flames.

The instant Shen Mo’s five senses and divine sense made contact with this Sword Qi, he felt a sharp pain in his brow. He quickly assessed the power of this sword strike; if he were to use all his abilities, he was confident he could withstand it without injury. However, it would consume most of his True Yuan and significantly increase the burden on his soul. Under the current circumstances, taking this blow head-on was not a wise choice. Moreover, besides the peak Golden Core Realm Zhu Zhao, there were two Class IV peak Fire Spirits who were also hostile, not to mention other Golden Core Realm cultivators from the Sword Alliance and other Class IV Fire Spirit powerhouses. If his condition weakened even slightly from its peak, he would immediately find himself in an extremely perilous situation. Besides, what he wanted was already safely within the Golden Flowery Realm. Even if he didn’t yet know exactly what Yang Chengxiong had stolen from the core territory of the Fire-type creatures, judging by Elder Zhu’s reaction, it had to be an incredibly valuable treasure.

In a flash, Shen Mo made the most rational decision.

"Universal Starfall!"

With a low shout, he brandished his Demon Slaying Sword, unleashing a dazzling Sword Qi. The magic sword then flew from his grasp, following the Sword Light as it streaked towards the volcano’s exit.

Just as Zhu Zhao’s white rainbow Sword Qi was about to land, a Sword Light flashed around Shen Mo, and he vanished instantly, leaving only an afterimage to be pierced by the white rainbow.

When he reappeared, he was hundreds of miles away.

The moment he regained his grip on the Demon Slaying Sword, Shen Mo, ignoring the searing pain of his taxed soul, once again activated the Sword Escape Skill, sending the Demon Slaying Sword flying.

After a few such flashes, he vanished completely from everyone’s sight.

"Damn it! Damn it all!" Zhu Zhao roared in fury.

He swung his sword several times, forcing back the two peak Class IV Fire Spirits that were pursuing him, and then his escaping light descended upon the Fire Scale Dragon Boat.

While Shen Mo clashed with Zhu Zhao, and subsequently injured and captured Yang Chengxiong, the fierce battle between the Sword Alliance cultivators on the Dragon Boat and the other Fire Spirit powerhouses had never ceased.

「In less than twenty breaths’ time.」

Without Zhu Zhao’s support, two more Sword Alliance cultivators, including those already severely injured, had their Dao Bodies destroyed. This time, not even their souls remained, and they met a tragic end, their bodies and souls annihilated.

On the entire boat, only the two strongest late-stage Golden Core Realm cultivators were left, desperately holding on amidst the churning sea of fire and the siege of numerous Fire Spirit powerhouses.

"Go!"

Zhu Zhao waved his hand, unleashing a torrent of Sword Light that obliterated the surging tide of Spells.

Then, he steered the Dragon Boat, cleaving through the blazing sea of fire, transforming it into a streak of light that chased in the direction Shen Mo had disappeared.