"What kind of Magical Beast is that?" Jia Xingtian's mouth hung open, a hint of fear evident as he looked at the serpentine Magical Beast.
"A Magical Beast I've never seen before, but judging by its aura, it seems to be a sixth-tier Magical Beast." From Fa Ma's hesitant tone, Jia Xingtian could tell that even he wasn't entirely sure.
The scenes unfolding in the sky were nothing short of astonishing for everyone. The endless stream of hidden cards and the sudden appearance of mysterious powerhouses were overwhelming.
Any single event that had occurred today would have been enough to keep people talking for days.
"Is that Queen Medusa?"
Yun Shan had already been taken back to the sect for treatment. Yun Leng, hearing the Sixth Elder's words, asked in surprise.
"Indeed," the Sixth Elder replied, informing Yun Leng about how Chen Mo had brought Queen Medusa out and transformed her into a Seven-Colored Tiny Snake.
Hearing their conversation, the surrounding white-robed elders were equally astonished. Queen Medusa of the Snake-People Tribe had been brought out by a human just like that.
However, upon seeing the methods Chen Mo was currently employing, they quickly understood. With such abilities, it wasn't surprising that he could bring out a queen.
"Queen Medusa," Yun Yun murmured, her eyes glancing at the giant serpent that was in the process of digestion, a look of astonishment flashing in her gaze.
Xiao Yan's heart was consumed by the immense pain of losing Yao Lao. His furious eyes were fixed on Chen Mo, as if he wanted to tear him apart to avenge Yao Lao.
Chen Mo, seemingly aware of Xiao Yan's thoughts, spoke indifferently, "You won't get that chance."
He raised his right hand slightly, preparing to extract the Strange Fire from Xiao Yan's body.
At that moment, a sharp whistling sound cut through the void. Chen Mo's head tilted slightly, and the sound brushed past his skull.
Boom!
The giant monument standing in the center of the square was sliced in half as if it were tofu, the cut incredibly smooth.
"Oh? You dodged it," a voice of surprise echoed from the depths of the sky. As the voice faded, the air in a certain part of the sky began to twist unnaturally. Moments later, two black figures slowly emerged.
In an instant, two figures clad in luxurious black robes and wearing jade masks appeared in everyone's sight.
As these two figures made their entrance, the expressions of Jia Xingtian, Fa Ma, Nalan Jie, Yun Leng, and others changed drastically once again.
"Hidden in the void, wielding a hint of spatial power—could they be Dou Venerables?" Jia Xingtian inhaled sharply, his face as pale as if he had seen a ghost. In the Jia Ma Empire, where even a Dou Emperor was a rare sight, not only had several Dou Ancestors appeared one after another, but now even Dou Venerables had arrived.
The voices of the crowd were filled with unconcealed shock.
It seemed that these two were reinforcements for Xiao Yan, coming to Chen Mo's aid.
The Yunlan Sect was likely in for a rough time!
Yun Leng's eyes were filled with deep fear. Just when it seemed like things were about to be resolved, the appearance of two Dou Venerables had once again pushed the Yunlan Sect onto the path of destruction.
"You cannot touch this person," said a slightly plump man with his arms crossed, his tone leaving no room for argument.
Chen Mo's brows furrowed slightly as he was about to speak, but he suddenly noticed Yun Yun stepping forward with a green sword in hand, shielding him. Her eyes were locked onto the man with crossed arms as she demanded, "Who are you?"
"It doesn't matter who I am. What matters is that you can't touch this person, nor are you capable of doing so," said the man with his arms crossed, pointing at Xiao Yan. He seemed to feel that he had already said too much, and a hint of coldness flickered in his brow.
"What if I do?" Chen Mo gently pushed Yun Yun aside, who was standing in front of him, and smiled faintly.
"Then everyone here will die!"
As the word "die" fell, the expressions of those watching the spectacle changed, and the atmosphere grew restless. Some even hurriedly fled towards the outskirts of Cloud Mist Mountain.
Watching the fleeing crowd, the slightly overweight man remained motionless, but the man beside him slowly raised his arm, his palm closing gently in their direction.
With a muffled cry, a cloud of blood mist sprayed into the air, and lives were lost on the spot.
Seeing the example of death, some who had just cursed themselves for not running faster breathed a sigh of relief.
The wings that had formed on Jia Xingtian's back instantly dissipated.
The hearts of the crowd were filled with unease, silently regretting why they hadn't left immediately after the three-year agreement instead of staying here.
Now, they were about to be caught in the crossfire.
For the sake of their safety, some faction leaders even urged Chen Mo to release Xiao Yan.
Chen Mo ignored them completely. Seeing that those who had died were all strangers, his emotions remained unchanged. He even made a grasping motion towards Xiao Yan in the distance, taunting, "I've touched him. What can you do about it?"
The crowd's expressions shifted, silently cursing Chen Mo for seeking death.
The slightly overweight man, witnessing Chen Mo's blatant provocation, erupted with fury in his eyes. "You're—"
"Enough noise!" Chen Mo raised his hand and made a pinching motion towards the man. Before he could finish his sentence, both his body and soul dissipated into thin air.
"Ding, killed an Eight-Star Dou Venerable. Reward: 78,000 Luck Points."
The crowd was already numb with shock, now only hoping to leave the Yunlan Sect as soon as possible.
"Big brother..." The surviving man trembled uncontrollably as he watched his brother die instantly, muttering in disbelief, "You... you're a Dou Saint?"
Chen Mo didn't answer his question but instead said, "If you don't want to die, shut up."
With that, he made a grabbing motion towards Xiao Yan, who was still kneeling, and instantly lifted him into his hand.
He placed his palm on Xiao Yan's forehead.
Moments later, amidst Xiao Yan's pained expression, a black-and-white flame was forcefully extracted from his forehead.
"Plunder," Chen Mo silently chanted, spending 10 Luck Points to store the Yin-Yang Dual Flames into his system.
He then removed the ring from Xiao Yan's finger, examined it carefully, and finding nothing of value, said indifferently, "Time to send you on your way."
"If you kill him, the young lady won't let you off," the surviving Dou Venerable man said gravely as Chen Mo was about to crush Xiao Yan's skull with a single palm.
"Your young lady?" Chen Mo suddenly realized, "Indeed, she's a problem!"
Seeing that his words had an effect, the Dou Venerable man continued, "Even if you're not afraid of my young lady, what about those around you? Can you guarantee their safety? And—"
The Dou Venerable man didn't notice Chen Mo's expression growing darker as he spoke with increasing fervor.
By the time he realized it, he had joined his brother in death.
"Ding, killed an Eight-Star Dou Venerable. Reward: 77,000 Luck Points."
"Since the feud is already set, one more death won't make a difference."
...
When Chen Mo killed the eight-star Dou Venerable man.
Inside the Ancient Clan.
"Elder Gu Nanhai, something terrible has happened! Elder Gu Xu's Soul Jade has shattered!"
"What!"
An aged voice echoed, and the aura of a four-star Dou Saint filled the grand hall.