A giant sword formed from the dark purple aura, broad and exceptionally sharp, instantly tore through the air, shooting towards Lin Mo at an extremely rapid speed, as if intending to split Lin Mo in half! At the same time, the Purple Shadow Holy Fist burst forth, the enormous Punch Mark shook the heavens and the earth, stirring True Yuan for several miles around, like a huge magnetic vortex pulling in the nearby True Yuan. The Punch Mark clashed fiercely with the purple giant sword, at a speed visible to the naked eye, the purple

giant sword held on for half a second, then twisted with cracks, instantly collapsing and shattering. Immediately, the Punch Mark powerfully struck Wu Chong's chest.

Wu Chong's face abruptly changed, his pupils narrowed, a trace of horror spread from them as the Punch Mark kept enlarging in his pupils. In a hurry, he could only condense a purple Light Shield to protect his chest. But the purple Light Shield in front of the Purple Shadow Holy Fist's Punch Mark was like a fragile glass, shattering instantly, and then struck his chest fiercely, a torrent of immense force surged into his body, causing Wu Chong's entire body to tremble as he shot out like a cannonball, spreading

the sweeping wave of force into the lake, causing water columns hundreds of meters high to shoot skywards!

Cough!

"Senior Brother!" Two Netherworld Sect disciples immediately flew over and caught Wu Chong as he shot out, their eyes flashing with undisguisable horror, evidently not expecting their invincible Senior Brother to be defeated by a Star Sea Level High realm

individual.

Wu Chong's face looked as if covered with a layer of white wax, his expression extremely ugly, spitting out a mouthful of fresh blood, the tremendous force just now nearly shattered all the bones in his body, causing chaos to the True Yuan inside, and almost rupturing his organs... As the sect's chief disciple, though only a shade away from the Intermediate Strong Star System Level, his actual combat ability already matched that of ordinary Intermediate Star System Level powerhouses. To be defeated by someone like Lin Mo, this level of Star Sea Level High realm, this disgrace

was unbearable for Wu Chong, anger surged in his chest, blood threads gathered in his eyes, ready to burst.

Lin Mo stood in mid-air, the Star Sky Law behind him gradually dissipating and gathering into his body, his black hair fluttering in the air, like a War God descending.

Of course, seeing this result, the disciples of the Refining God Pavilion, Yan Tian, and Fan Miao, had faces full of astonishment, shaken by Lin Mo's thunderous actions.

Yan Tian clenched his hands into fists, biting his teeth forcefully, the shock in his heart spreading uncontrollably. He finally understood why Luo Yi in the spaceship advised him not to provoke Lin Mo; it was to prevent Lin Mo from injuring him.

"I, Wu Chong, will remember today's feud, the days to come... I will certainly personally settle this account." Wu Chong glared with a scorpion-like gaze at Lin Mo, gritting his teeth.

"Did I say I would let you go?"

Lin Mo spoke faintly, everyone hearing this trembled again, understanding Lin Mo intended to kill Wu Chong.

Wu Chong's face abruptly changed color, as did the faces of the two Netherworld Sect disciples beside him, they too changed slightly, pondering if Lin Mo really had the guts to kill them here?

"If you dare kill me here, the elders and sect hierarch of the Netherworld Sect will definitely kill you!" Wu Chong threatened, but his voice carried an underlying fear.

"Soldiers come to block, water comes to cover with earth; it's not the first time I've offended those from the Netherworld Sect." Lin Mo replied faintly. Having operated the Star Sky Law just now, Lin Mo made a surprising discovery that the devouring power created by the Star Sky Law could offset the inexplicable pressure of this land. Now, he even had high confidence to kill Li Ling if encountered, even against

High-level Star System Level experts, he had the grounds to engage, only wary of half-step Star Domain Level powerhouses.

As early as in the Klaka Star System, Lin Mo had already formed a feud with the Netherworld Sect, not caring to offend them again, and moreover, Lin Mo's character never allowed hidden dangers to himself. If Wu Chong were allowed to escape this time, it would likely cause immense trouble in the future.

"Three Thousand Light and Shadow Swords!" Lin Mo formed a seal with his hands, the Xuanyuan Sword behind him emitted a clear cry as it suddenly soared out, buzzing. Then, the Sword God of Xuanyuan Sword emitted a brilliant golden light, slowly splitting apart to form a loop, one becomes two, two into three, over a thousand shining gold Light Swords formed circles in the air, suspended, and then like a school of

fish flowing back to the tropical south.

Whizz, whizz, whizz...

A deafening sound of breaking wind suddenly shrieked as countless Light Swords shot explosively towards Wu Chong and the two Netherworld Sect disciples.

Under the overwhelming assault of sword light, almost locking onto the aura of Wu Chong and the other two Netherworld Sect disciples, what most shocked the trio was how the surrounding Primordial Power now felt like mud, preventing swift movement and escape.

"Damn it, this guy is a Netherworld Pattern Master, actually using our sect's Sealing Skill!" Wu Chong's eyes widened, naturally feeling the Netherworld Pattern Power's aura permeating the air. The other two sect disciples promptly burst their True Yuan, forming a large arc-shaped Light Curtain enveloping the trio, shimmering with faint purple patterns, and then... countless Light and Shadow Swords collided with the purple Light Curtain,

causing ripples of purple waves to spread like water.

"Lie Cangqiong!" Lin Mo grasped the Xuanyuan Sword, gazing coldly at the True Yuan roaring forth, rushing onto the Xuanyuan Sword, which emitted an icy, piercing light, and then the Xuanyuan Sword descended, unleashing a mighty sword light ripping through the air, the sky

dissipating and uncertain. When this sword light fiercely struck the purple Light Curtain, it trembled violently, and then a crisp crunch, a small snake-like crack appeared on the curtain, spreading like a virus, shattering into countless

cracks, dissolving into specks of purple light fading into the world.

With unmatched cold sword intent, the sword light slashed anew, Wu Chong and the other two Netherworld Sect disciples were terrified as though their souls were escaping...

"You dare..." Wu Chong's eyes widened in rage, yelling.

But due to earlier injury, he was unable to fully muster his True Yuan, the sword light tore through the trio's bodies.

In Yan Tian's pupils, the image of the trio turning into ice sculptures appeared, and then the sculptures exploded into ice powder, falling gently to the ground. The chief disciple and two elite disciples of the Netherworld Sect died here, in Yan Tian's, Fan Miao's, and others' eyes, besides shock and horror, they also felt a coldness spreading through their bodies, limbs chilled, not only stunned by Lin Mo's strength but also astonished at

the sheer decisiveness in his deadly action.

"Luo Yi, Lin Mo killed Wu Chong, handing them a handle, I'm afraid the Netherworld Sect will pursue endlessly, even the Refining God Pavilion won't be able to protect him!" Yan Tian furrowed his brow, musing.

Luo Yi slightly parted her delicate lips, "With his personality, I knew Wu Chong wouldn't survive after offending him, but Mr. Lin surely has his own confidence in handling things." Hearing this, Yan Tian was further surprised, speculating from Luo Yi's words, does Lin Mo have some trump card allowing him not to fear the Netherworld Sect?