NOVPUBBefore the blade even arrived, one had the illusion that their severed corpse was lying about, with their Sea of Consciousness shattered—with just the oppressive force from the Blade Soul alone, one was enough to make any commoner stretch out their neck in anticipation of the slaughter, devoid of any will to resist!
"Blade Soul?"
Mo Junling’s gaze also condensed, having cultivated his Martial Arts Intent Realm to the point of Soul Sublimation within the Soul Realm—a difficulty even greater than fully mastering a Semi Ultimate Skill!
Mo Junling was squeezed and bound, unable to move; however, the blood within his body circulated frantically. A tearing took place on his forehead, revealing a blood-red eye, from which a dense blood light erupted, like a tide shaking off the constraining force and colliding with the incoming blade.
"Boom!"
The swath of blood light, heavy and surging like a tide, collided with the longblade carrying the Blade Soul’s force, releasing a thunderous boom, causing even the clouds in the sky to tremble fiercely.
This was the power derived from the Martial Saint bloodline; Mo Junling himself was a descendant of the Martial Saint, possessing the bloodline’s Divine Skill "Raksha Eye"!
When the Raksha Eye opens, bodies die and souls perish!
"Soul-slaying Spear!"
Mo Junling broke free of his constraints, his palm formlessly clutching a pitch-black long spear that appeared in his hand. With a slight tremor of his wrist, the long spear seemed to traverse time and space, ignoring the constraints of distance, and with unfathomable speed, the spear tip targeted the soul with a faint and chilling gleam.
From the moment Mo Junling used his bloodline Divine Skill to break free from the restraints to resisting Su Changkong’s killing technique, to him launching a strike—all happened in the blink of an eye!
"Pff!"
His spear pierced through Su Changkong’s chest, but it was merely an afterimage left behind by Su Changkong.
"Crack!"
Activating the Divine Deer Steps on the Sky movement technique, Su Changkong was already behind Mo Junling; amidst the crisp bursting sounds, Su Changkong’s Iron-Cutting Sword seemingly transformed into thunder and lightning, bringing forth blinding thunderous flashes.
This blade wielded the profound mysteries of Yin and Yang transformation, evolving wind and thunder from his own Yin and Yang energies, creating an astonishing momentum!
Mo Junling’s spear thrust met emptiness, his old strength spent; however, with a deep shout, he forcefully twisted his body, and with his pitch-black left palm pushing forward like moving mountains, he repelled the layers of air and met Su Changkong’s resolute strike head-on with his palm.
"Sizzle!"
Mo Junling staggered backwards. The black demonic patterns enveloping his palm were forcefully split open, leaving a deep gash that reached the bone on his hand, along with a sharp Blade Qi slashing directly into his Sea of Consciousness, causing his brain to buzz as if about to shatter!
Mo Junling had cultivated the Unparalleled Techniques "Rakshasa War Body" passed down from the Martial Saint, and since his debut, he rarely had suffered such injuries.
This caused the blood-red third eye on Mo Junling’s forehead to turn completely blood-colored as he growled, "You’re courting death!"
Mo Junling’s heart pounded fiercely, as a deep power like that from hell rose within him, pervading his entire body; his originally black skin was turning to a greenish hue. He was about to use his full strength to determine the outcome against Su Changkong.
The Mysterious Turtle True Essence in Su Changkong’s Dantian circulated, equally intent on slaying Mo Junling on the spot.
However, at that moment, Mo Junling sensed a pair of cold eyes upon him, as if pricked by thorns, making him feel as if targeted by a venomous snake, with goosebumps running down his spine.
"Who?"
The strength in Mo Junling, previously rising to its peak, abruptly fell as he retreated backward, scoping out his surroundings while the blood-red eye on his forehead roamed about!
Just as Mo Junling was about to strike with full force, he sensed a terrifying pair of eyes watching him, causing alarm to ring in his heart, and he immediately withdrew, as though he were being targeted by a fierce beast.
"Huh?"
Su Changkong did not feel any anomaly, but Mo Junling’s unusual actions also made him alert. The Mountain Rakshasa and Sword Rakshasa were still fiercely battling in the sky, while beyond that, he didn’t sense the presence of a third party.
Yet, Mo Junling’s slightly panicked appearance didn’t seem like an act!
Mo Junling also failed to locate who was secretly watching him, but the owner of those eyes made him, for once, experience a sense of panic and unease—as if he were simply a lamb waiting for the slaughter in front of those eyes!
Although the sensation lasted only a moment, given Mo Junling’s keen awareness as a powerful expert, there was no mistaking it. There truly was an extremely terrifying individual lurking in the shadows, watching him. In such a situation, it was impossible for Mo Junling to engage in combat with Su Changkong without concerns.
"Dao Wufeng, we shall end it here for today, fend for yourself! Go!"
Mo Junling spoke gravely, leaving those words behind. While keeping an alert eye on his surroundings, black vapors formed wings on his body, and without hesitation, he fled towards the edge of the sky.
"Sect Master, what happened?" Both Mountain Rakshasa and Sword Rakshasa were somewhat confused, not understanding why Mo Junling would choose to disengage. They knew all too well that Mo Junling hadn’t used his full strength yet, but he was retreating directly?
Nevertheless, both Mountain Rakshasa and Sword Rakshasa knew that Mo Junling must have his reasons for such a decision, so they abandoned their entanglement with the Heavenly Corpse Old Man and quickly followed Mo Junling in a swift escape.
"What’s happening... they all retreated?" Heavenly Corpse Old Man was baffled; even the treasures on his body were being disregarded by Mo Junling?
Su Changkong also furrowed his brows. He refrained from pursuing. In their brief encounter, Mo Junling had only suffered a minor setback, yet he retreated so swiftly as if he had been frightened by something. It was unlikely that such a defiant leader of the Demon Path would do so without a genuine reason.
In this situation, Su Changkong wasn’t eager to settle life and death with Mo Junling either.
Su Changkong kept a cautious watch on his surroundings, green mountains, blue waters, blue sky, and white clouds; nothing was amiss. What kind of person could be surveilling them in secret, yet remain undetected by such powerful experts? Completely unnoticed?
(Update notice from Qidian: The next chapter will be updated on the 30th at 22:00.)
