When Mo Qi arrived outside the Imperial Academy, he, like Liu Hui before him, was stunned by the scene before his eyes.

As far as the eye could see, hundreds of city blocks—nearly half of the Imperial City—had been turned into a plain.

And it was a true "plain" in the most literal sense of the word!

The once-bustling buildings, pavilions, and towers, the endless streams of carriages and horses—all had vanished like mist, scattered by the wind.

"Such cruel methods!"

Just from the scent of blood and resentment in the air, it wasn’t hard to guess that the number of people who had died in this disaster was a truly terrifying figure.

Mo Qi clenched his fists.

He had always abhorred such acts that treated human lives as worthless, showing a complete disregard for others.

His killing intent toward the Hall of Envoys grew even more resolute.

Although he knew the Mountain and Sea Empire was powerless and helpless against the Hall of Envoys, he was still deeply dissatisfied with Li Shimu.

The enemy was already shitting on their necks, carrying out such a large-scale massacre right in the Imperial City.

What fucking talk of the "bigger picture" was there? It was all bullshit!

If all the citizens were dead, could the Mountain and Sea Empire still be called a country? Would there even be a reason for it to exist?

At the same time, Mo Qi also saw the enormous Flying Magical Artifact hovering above the Imperial Palace.

On the Flying Magical Artifact, he sensed a familiar feeling that came from the depths of his soul.

"Sister Kexin!"

Mo Qi’s face turned completely grim. The Huangfu brothers had actually abducted Sister Kexin!

A dragon has a reverse scale; touch it, and you will surely die!

But if one not only touched its reverse scale but also brazenly violated the flesh of its heart, what terrifying fury would that dragon unleash!

If Liu Hui, Jin Sanpang, and his other brothers were Mo Qi’s reverse scale, then Niu Kexin was the flesh of his heart.

From this moment on, there was no longer any possibility of survival for the Huangfu brothers—unless someone could kill his true body.

"Die, you mortal ant!"

The moment Huangfu Jun appeared, he charged forward without a single wasted word. He brought his Grotto Heaven down upon Mo Qi, and the rampaging Power of Heaven and Earth churned around Mo Qi like a meat grinder.

CRASH!

With Mo Qi at the center, the ground within a radius of dozens of zhang was forcefully blasted away, creating a bottomless pit.

Soil and stone were all pulverized to dust.

BOOM!

The Grotto Heaven descended, and together with the Power of Heaven and Earth, it triggered a massive Energy explosion.

Instantly, dust and smoke filled the air, billowing nearly a thousand meters high.

"Damn it!"

Li Shimu, who had just emerged from the great path, happened to witness this very scene.

He had never imagined Huangfu Jun would strike so quickly and so heavily.

It gave him no chance to intervene!

’But then again, what on earth happened in the Fighting Cultivation Room? To make Huangfu Jun lose his composure like that!’

Having restored his True Essence, Huangfu Jun had immediately healed the wounds on his face, so Li Shimu didn’t see his sorry state.

"Hahaha, you dared to humiliate me, Huangfu Jun? This is what you get!"

Huangfu Jun sensed that his attack had landed squarely on Mo Qi. No one in the Vajra Realm could withstand such a ferocious assault, so in his eyes, Mo Qi was undoubtedly dead!

"How insolent, how outrageous!" Li Shimu roared in fury.

’The Blessed One has been killed. The hopes of the Mountain and Sea Empire for the last ten thousand years are now extinguished.’

’Hall of Envoys, the Huangfu Family... since you’ve pushed me this far, don’t blame me for taking you down with me!’

Just as Li Shimu was about to draw upon the Power of Fortune and launch a surprise attack to obliterate the Huangfu brothers on the spot, a slightly languid voice drifted out from the cloud of dust.

"I say, aren’t you celebrating a little too early?"

The Huangfu brothers, as well as Li Shimu—all three of them—were stunned.

’He’s still alive!’

Overjoyed, Li Shimu gave a light wave of his hand, dispersing the dust and revealing a completely unharmed Mo Qi.

Mo Qi looked exactly as he had before. Not even his hair or the corner of his robes had been damaged in the slightest; there wasn’t even a hint of disarray.

"You... How can you possibly be completely fine?" Huangfu Jun was incredulous.

If he himself had to take the same attack, there was no way he could have come out of it as effortlessly as Mo Qi.

"An attack like that is just a tickle. What could it possibly do to me?" Mo Qi scoffed.

’Although he was incredibly desperate to rescue Niu Kexin, he knew that before his true body returned, the more he showed he cared about her, the more danger she would be in. Not mentioning the matter at all, as he was doing now, was actually a form of protection for Niu Kexin.’

"A tickle? You’re saying my attack was a tickle?" Huangfu Jun trembled with rage.

Having his Attack Power looked down upon was as humiliating as a man being questioned about his performance in *that* department.

"Alright, my mistake. It wasn’t even as good as a tickle." Mo Qi shrugged. "A tickle can at least leave a few marks. But you... Heh."

’A tickle can at least leave a few marks!’

Huangfu Jun was incensed by those words.

This could no longer be described as humiliation; it was utter and complete disregard.

"Sword, come!"

Huangfu Jun extended his hand, and a streak of sword light flew out from the cliff face beside the path to the Cultivation Room, landing in his grasp.

"Take this sword strike, and let’s see if you can still remain without a single mark!"

Huangfu Jun practically spat the words out through clenched teeth.

Mo Qi looked at the sword in Huangfu Jun’s hand, and his smile gradually faded.

"You used this sword to pin San Pang to the cliff, didn’t you?" Mo Qi asked coldly.

"You mean that ant of a Vajra Realm fatty?" Huangfu Jun nodded. "That’s right. If things hadn’t suddenly changed, my Sword Energy would have already minced him to pieces."

"An ant? Very good. When you’re easily defeated and killed by the ’ant’ you so despise, I hope you can still be as arrogant as you are now!" Mo Qi said, his eyes narrowing.

"Hmph. I know his talent is high, but as long as he hasn’t fully developed, an ant is still an ant. Enough nonsense. Watch my sword!"

CLANG!

As Huangfu Jun’s voice fell, the hum of a sword rang out.

A flash of light streaked across the sky like a falling star.

SSSLICE!

The sky seemed to be torn in two, revealing the dazzling yet warm light of the early morning dawn.

"That Sword Technique is the Sky-Breaking Form! Dodge it, don’t take it head-on!" Li Shimu quickly shouted a warning.

But Mo Qi just slouched, making no preparation to face the enemy. He even took the opportunity to scratch an itch on his back, a look of pure enjoyment on his face.

"You’re courting death!"

Mo Qi’s casual attitude enraged Huangfu Jun even more. Gritting his teeth, he channeled all his remaining power, and the speed and might of his Sword Technique instantly rose to a new level.

PING!

VMMMMMM!

The longsword struck Mo Qi’s throat, and the immense force sent him flying. He soared over half the Imperial City before finally coming to a stop.

Looking again at his throat, it was clean and unblemished. Forget a wound, there wasn’t even a red mark.

On the contrary, Huangfu Jun’s longsword seemed to have suffered a huge impact, and it was letting out a constant, mournful hum.

"Is that all you’ve got?" Mo Qi flew back, pursing his lips in disdain.

"If this is your limit, then you’d better let that big brother of yours have a turn," Mo Qi said, pointing at Huangfu Yu. "I’m more interested in seeing his Mental Realm Transformation."