Zhenzhen would never have dreamed that the man who brought her nightmarish fear and endless shame would actually appear here. Just as Chu Mo did not expect to see her here, she even less expected Chu Mo to be here.

As in the past, Zhenzhen had long, narrow phoenix eyes and a very full figure with a slender waist, swaying gracefully as she walked. She draped herself in a big red cloak, with tiny braids hanging over her shoulders and beside her ears. On each ear, she still wore three to four large earrings of different colors.

The only difference was that the powerful aura of being second to none, which she once had, had disappeared!

Perhaps because of her defeat at the hands of Chu Mo that day, or perhaps because there were too many young Supremes in the Trial Field, she just didn't stand out.

Chu Mo looked at Liu Yunfeng: "Is there a third choice?"

The crowd on the side burst into laughter. Someone shouted loudly: "Trash at the Quasi-Supreme level, hurry up and roll back to the city to work as an apprentice! Don't embarrass yourself here!"

"Heh heh, killing a Quasi-Supreme, not to mention Liu Yunfeng, even we have little interest in such an act."

"Yeah, killing someone at this level doesn't even give any combat experience. It's not interesting."

Liu Yunfeng looked at Chu Mo and said coldly: "There is, you can roll back to where you came from, back into that crowd."

The group that was mocking Chu Mo suddenly came to a halt, their faces turning unsightly. They looked down on this Quasi-Supreme, but in Liu Yunfeng's eyes, they were actually of the same level!

"Wait for him to come over, and then kill him!" A young Supreme, with a gloomy face flashing with cold murderous intent in his eyes, had been cornered here by Liu Yunfeng for many days. He had intended to ascend to the reincarnation river and challenge the ranking of the individuals list, but now he was full of pent-up anger and didn't know where to vent. It so happened that a Quasi-Supreme came along, and killing him would be a way to blow off some steam.

Zhenzhen, standing by the side of this young Supreme, moved her body a bit farther away with some trepidation upon hearing these words.

The young Supreme glanced at Zhenzhen and suddenly said with a smile: "Beauty, don't worry, I won't do anything to you." The smile was profound.

If it had been her previous personality, Zhenzhen would definitely have slapped him, acting with who? But now, she dared not!

First, she was defeated by Chu Mo in the Yanhuang domain, realizing the truth that there are always stronger people out in the world. Though she wanted to take revenge on Chu Mo, she did not particularly hate him. That's how the Demon Clan are; they worship the strong. The more powerful the person, the more they respect him. If someone could trample them underfoot, they would accept defeat willingly. Of course, if they had a chance to turn the tables, they would not hesitate to strike back mercilessly.

After coming here, Zhenzhen became even more aware of something; there were simply too many Heavenly Geniuses in this world! Her former self was just a frog in a well with a very narrow vision.

So here, she restrained her aura as much as possible, trying to appear harmless and not wanting to provoke anyone.

But she was not entirely without reliance. A young Supreme standing by her side glanced at the person who had just spoken, and said indifferently, "If you really want to try something with her, go ahead and try."

The previous young Supreme's face stiffened. He recognized the other's identity by his attire. The Luotian Imperial Clan! They were not someone he could afford to provoke. Indeed, the Trial Field was a meat grinder for geniuses, all about killing. But not everyone could be killed.

Killing a member of the Luotian Imperial Clan would result in endless trouble, possibly even involving one's own family. Even if the other party was just a distant relative of the Imperial Clan, he did not dare to offend them lightly.

This small disturbance on the side did not attract much attention. The crowd's eyes were still focused on Liu Yunfeng. However, nobody really thought the Quasi-Supreme would choose to fight. Unless he was tired of living.

Even if this place was the Trial Field, nobody would actively seek death, right? They came here to improve themselves, not to commit suicide.

Chu Mo looked at Liu Yunfeng: "But I want to go to the reincarnation river."

Liu Yunfeng could not help but size Chu Mo up and down, then revealed a cruel smile: "Okay, fight me!"

"..." The people in the distance were all left speechless. That Liu Yunfeng, so shameless! And that Quasi-Supreme, what a lunatic!

"Alright then." Chu Mo nodded in agreement.

Everyone was stunned, including Liu Yunfeng, who looked at Chu Mo with some disbelief: "You say? Alright then?"

"Yes, you are standing in my way, and I must get past. If not by fighting, then how?" Chu Mo said with a calm face.

There was an instant uproar behind him.

"This guy is crazy!"

"He must be an idiot!"

"A newcomer to the Trial Field, too naive. Doesn't understand that to be defeated is almost like being dead."

"A Quasi-Supreme actually dares to challenge Liu Yunfeng? Hahaha, that is... that's courageous!"

"So brave, I like this kind of man," a female cultivator said with a love-struck face.

The young Supreme beside her sneered: "Wait for him to survive before you say that."

Liu Yunfeng looked at Chu Mo: "Are you sure?"

"Sure, but I choose to take one of your strikes. It seems relatively easier," Chu Mo said with a somewhat shy smile.

"..." The group behind completely collapsed. Looking at Chu Mo's back, they felt as if they were watching a dead man. Commenting on a lunatic who was about to die...it really wasn't that interesting.

Zhenzhen looked at that figure and couldn't help but sneer, thinking to herself: Do you think you are Chu Mo?

Liu Yunfeng laughed, his smile not one of mockery, but one of amusement. He looked into Chu Mo's eyes and said seriously, "Don't say I'm bullying you. If you can really catch my strike, then I'll make friends with you!"

As soon as these words came out, the eyes of the group in the distance almost fell out.

They thought to themselves, can't be, can it? We didn't mishear, did we? You, Liu Yunfeng, a mighty young powerhouse of the late Supreme stage, are actually going to befriend a Quasi-Supreme?

However, many people soon also realized that Liu Yunfeng was just making fun of the Quasi-Supreme. Take a strike? He would crumble and die halfway through, right? But if he really could take a strike from Liu Yunfeng, he would indeed be worthy of making friends with Liu Yunfeng.

But is it possible?

Even in dreams, one wouldn't dream of something so outrageous.

Chu Mo looked at Liu Yunfeng and nodded, "Alright then, it's all on your personal character."

Well, those people in the distance were utterly speechless. They suddenly realized that this Quasi-Supreme dared to come here for a reason; he wasn't just a fool, but also a madman.

Liu Yunfeng chuckled: "Okay."

As he spoke, his body slowly ascended into the air until he hovered at a great height in the void, and then stood still.

Chu Mo also flew upwards, facing Liu Yunfeng in midair.

The several hundred onlookers from afar didn't move. In their view, it wasn't worth watching. After all, once Liu Yunfeng made a move, the Quasi-Supreme would be dead. What was there to see? Not interesting at all.

"You make your move," said Liu Yunfeng, who for some reason changed his mind suddenly. Looking at Chu Mo, "If you can make me move at all with one strike, I'll consider it my loss."

Chu Mo furrowed his brow: "In that case, you're destined to lose."

"You're that confident?" Liu Yunfeng suddenly found this Quasi-Supreme quite amusing. He had suggested a condition that was to his own advantage, and yet he didn't want to accept it! What a character!

Chu Mo earnestly said, "Facing a strong opponent of your caliber, only through a head-on battle can I truly temper myself. But I am not your match right now, so I can't engage you in direct combat. However, taking on one of your strikes should be no problem!"

The conversation between the two reached everyone below. Countless people rolled their eyes, thinking to themselves that he had no idea how tragically that Supreme had been slaughtered just moments before!

In contrast to the reactions of the others, Liu Yunfeng seriously nodded at Chu Mo: "Not bad, you remind me of myself."

Chu Mo smiled: "Why not say that you resemble me instead?"

Liu Yunfeng's expression turned cold, then he drew his dharma instrument, an Emperor-level dagger. Looking at this blade in his palm, his eyes instantly became piercing, his entire person transforming into a semblance of the blade itself!

Chu Mo's demeanor turned serious; this person had actually achieved enlightenment through the path of the sword!

All of a sudden, Liu Yunfeng let out a soft shout, wielding the Emperor-level blade in his hand, and slashed towards Chu Mo… a cut slicing through!

This one slash was the might of a late-stage Supreme!

Despite seemingly admiring Chu Mo, Liu Yunfeng showed no mercy in his strike. There was no need to be merciful towards a weakling. This was the Trial Field, not a sparring ring of sects.

Whoosh!

This slash cleaved apart the void, forming a torrent of peerless sharpness that raced towards Chu Mo at a speed faster than lightning.

The Supreme from just earlier had been slain in this same manner!

Because embodied within Liu Yunfeng's slash was his entire Dao!

A ferociously dominating strike!

Unstoppable!

In this instant, Chu Mo activated the lin character mnemonic, the bing character mnemonic, and the lie character mnemonic from the Nine Word Mantra!

Unmovable as a mountain, unaffected by Liu Yunfeng's slash.

Immense energy completely concentrated on his arm holding the Cold Moon Blade.

Time and space, time was frozen and stretched, space was divided!

Then, Chu Mo raised the Cold Moon Blade.

A tremendous force instantly slammed onto the Cold Moon Blade.

Clang!

The holy artifact resonated with a clangor, its echo challenging Heaven and Earth.

Chu Mo's figure kept retreating backward.

Directly receded tens of thousands of miles away.

Then, the corners of his mouth revealed a trace of fresh blood.

Everyone was stunned!

He had... actually blocked it!

"That sword in his hands... the Cold Moon Blade in that Quasi-Supreme's hands... it's the Cold Moon Blade!"

"My God, that cool moonlight just now, the blue moonlight, it's indeed the Cold Moon Blade!"

"A holy artifact! The holy artifact, the Cold Moon Blade, actually appeared in his hands? No wonder he's so confident... that explains it!"

The group of young Supremes below, each of whom came from the most top-notch powers, were well-informed since childhood and recognized the Cold Moon Blade right away, all being deeply shaken.

That shock was even no less than witnessing Chu Mo blocking Liu Yunfeng's strike.

There were also many who gazed at the Cold Moon Blade in Chu Mo's hands, their eyes showing a glint of greed.

A holy artifact!

To think it was held by a Quasi-Supreme?

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