Four gazes collided within the void, like four divine lights, intertwining and entangling. Amid the endless void, they erupted with terrifying waves of energy that instantly drew the attention of everyone on the battlefield. The troops of the Luotian Imperial Clan on the other side of the battlefield caught sight of the distant flags deep within the cosmos and immediately grew excited.

"Our reinforcements have arrived!"

"Our people are here!"

"That's the princess!"

"And the Triumphant Great Saint!"

The cultivators of the Luotian Imperial Clan stationed at the Heavenly Realm Sea erupted in joyous fervor. In their wildest dreams, they never anticipated reinforcements would arrive here. These loyal warriors of the Imperial Clan had once resigned themselves to perishing deep within this boundless Heavenly Realm Sea.

Even so, they regretted nothing. For they had given their lives and loyalty to the Imperial Clan.

But upon witnessing the arrival of reinforcements, an intense surge of emotion still gripped their hearts.

The Imperial Clan hasn't abandoned us; they haven't forsaken us!

"Kill!" A Saint Realm general of the Imperial Clan raised his long halberd and roared furiously.

"Kill!" All the fighters of the Imperial Clan flared with boundless killing intent. Their previously exhausted bodies were suddenly reinvigorated with limitless vitality. Like wolves and tigers, they hurled themselves fiercely at their enemies.

The group of Imperial Clan soldiers behind Chu Mo, under the leadership of elder Great Saints like Ji Kaixuan, charged resolutely toward the distant main battlefield within the void!

Ji Qingyu and Chu Tianji followed the army and surged forward as well.

Soon, only the Great Rooster remained by Chu Mo's side.

Since arriving here with Chu Mo, the Great Rooster had grown uncharacteristically quiet. This foreign universe was utterly different from the Yanhuang Domain, filled with unfamiliar elements it needed time to comprehend.

But this wasn't the reason behind the Great Rooster's silence. Within this universe of the Luotian Immortal Domain, it felt as if a voice was persistently calling to it.

The sensation was eerie—it hadn't even mentioned it to Chu Mo.

Ever since arriving at the Heavenly Realm Sea, the feeling within the Great Rooster's heart had intensified. That voice seemed to grow clearer and stirred an agitation deep within its blood.

It was a summons from its kind!

The Great Rooster finally understood what had caused its strange feeling upon entering the Luotian Immortal Domain.

The source was at the bottom of this sea!

Meanwhile, Chu Mo continued to stare down the cultivator on the far end of the distant star river!

Their standoff ignored the armies clashing around them. Neither cared about the Heiyu clan or the Heavenly Realm Sea's ancient sect cultivators, who were being routed under the assault of the two Luotian Imperial Clan forces. The other cultivator's gaze held only Chu Mo.

Chu Mo could sense an incomparably terrifying aura from the figure—a presence akin to an ancient beast that had slumbered for billions of years!

Even without moving, it was enough to horrify.

Thinking back to the scene earlier, when the figure had ruthlessly slaughtered Imperial Clan soldiers, Chu Mo couldn't help but feel a chill in his heart. In the earlier confrontation, this man hadn't shown anything close to his full strength.

Though he had mowed down enemies with ease, he hadn't taken the battles seriously at all.

"You must be Chu Mo?" The youth sent an icy wave of spiritual thought.

"I am," Chu Mo replied coldly.

"I am Zhong Ding. Zhong Sheng, whom you killed, was my descendant. Zhong Cheng, whom you defeated, was also my descendant," Zhong Ding's eyes gleamed with divine light, radiating fury.

"Oh," Chu Mo responded without expression.

"Don't you have anything to say?" Zhong Ding was visibly agitated by Chu Mo's nonchalant demeanor.

"Say what? That your descendants are unbelievably stupid?" Chu Mo stared indifferently at Zhong Ding across the distant star river and said blandly, "Should I beg your forgiveness for slicing up your offspring?"

"You insolent brat, you're seeking death!" Zhong Ding finally erupted in rage. This kid's insults were too much!

His figure instantly disappeared, and in the next moment, a terrifying domain materialized above Chu Mo's head. Zhong Ding's body became enormously vast in an instant!

Towering over ten thousand zhang tall, he stood like a colossus scraping the heavens. A mountain-like foot stomped down viciously toward Chu Mo.

"Die!"

The spatial domain around them thickened nearly to a standstill. Even trying to move became incredibly challenging for Chu Mo.

This was an unimaginably powerful opponent!

Though not yet an unmatched existence, Zhong Ding was close to that level.

Zhong Ding was an ancient patriarch of the Zhong Family. Though he appeared youthful, he was a venerable elder who had lived through endless ages. He had known about the earlier battle between Zhong Cheng and Zhong Sheng but had dismissed it. In his view, the declining and faltering Luotian Imperial Clan could hardly pose a challenge to Zhong Cheng and Zhong Sheng!

Especially not outsiders connected to the Imperial Clan.

Yet unexpectedly, a mere youth named Chu Mo had slain the Zhong Family's Heavenly Genius Zhong Sheng and cut down Great Saint Zhong Cheng with a single blade. Against two adversaries, the Imperial Clan had completely triumphed!

This made Zhong Ding remember Chu Mo's name, and his hatred for the Luotian Imperial Clan deepened.

This time, he had personally come to support the battle at the Heavenly Realm Sea, specifically to strike at the Imperial Clan.

But finding Chu Mo here was perfect… he could eliminate Chu Mo directly!

Heavily suppressed by Zhong Ding's brute-force assault, Chu Mo didn't show anger, but his eyes flickered coldly. He could've struck upward with his blade to force Zhong Ding to move his foot. Yet he did not. Instead, he vanished on the spot.

Instantaneously, he began to circulate numerous Daos within himself. His body's various Dao platforms rumbled loudly!

From his largest Dao platform, the thousand-character divine scripture roared to life!

Under rapid operation, it transformed into a divine scripture-forged battle armor and cloaked Chu Mo entirely!

Within his elixir field, seven stars resonated with the thousand-character divine scripture. Even though they hadn't been refined into the Beidou Star Array, they could still unleash boundless power!

Chu Mo's various Daos resonated and fused!

Woodcutting Dao!

Tree Patriarch's Dao!

Thunderbolt Dao!

When Chu Mo reappeared, he stood above Zhong Ding's head!

Clad in divine scripture battle armor, he tread upon the Chaotic Furnace, held the blood-red Heaven Slaying blade, and bore the Vast Sky Mirror above his head.

Various forces manifested on his body, and Daos swirled around him.

The Nine Word Mantra of Daoism, the Six Word Mantra of Buddhism.

All powers erupted within Chu Mo.

This was the strongest burst of force Chu Mo had ever unleashed in his life!

The spatial transference abilities of both combatants were overwhelmingly potent. Their reactions were unimaginably swift. Even the slightest misstep could lead to eternal ruin. Thus, Chu Mo had to release his full strength in one explosive surge!

No probing was needed.

For cultivators at their level, a single glance sufficed.

Chu Mo raised Heaven Slaying in his hands and swung it down viciously.

Starlight Kill!

Zhong Ding let out a furious roar, a deafening bellow that caused waves a million zhang high to erupt from the Heavenly Realm Sea below!

The waves even swept away numerous cultivators!

The Great Rooster, however, slipped quietly into the Heavenly Realm Sea...

Atop Zhong Ding's head appeared an ancient bell.

This was his natal dharma instrument, a supreme Great Saint artifact intrinsically tied to his life!

Chu Mo's Starlight Kill cleaved directly onto this ancient bell.

A silent explosion reverberated throughout Heaven and Earth.

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Countless living beings were struck by the shockwave of this clash, bleeding from all seven orifices. Some battlefield cultivators were outright shaken into the Heavenly Realm Sea.

After Chu Mo's blade fell, the surrounding domain grew even denser. Here, even time itself nearly halted.

But within this domain, Chu Mo's Tree Patriarch Dao and the zhe character mnemonic of the mantra frantically absorbed the vast essence energy of the domain, replenishing the expenditure from the Starlight Kill.

Zhong Ding stood frozen in place.

The ancient bell hovering above his head appeared to be unharmed.

The destruction from their clash was so cataclysmic that the entire battlefield had been pushed farther away. Few noticed Zhong Ding's peculiar state.

Within the solidified domain, time seemed to have spanned ten thousand ages or only an instant. Above Zhong Ding's head, a crack suddenly emerged on the ancient bell, followed by a faint sound.

Crack...!

Then, in an instant.

The ancient bell began fissuring rapidly. Though it started with a single crack, it was unimaginably deep!

With a crisp shatter, the bell split cleanly in two!

The incision was impeccably smooth, like a block of tofu sliced by a sharp blade.

Chu Mo waved his hand, and the broken bell entered his storage space. It was divine material, perfect for forging a Great Saint artifact.

Zhong Ding remained standing. His immense body still emanated an overwhelming aura.

No one could believe he had fallen.

But he was dead.

Irrevocably dead.

His spirit and soul had been completely annihilated by Chu Mo's Starlight Kill, unleashed with every ounce of his cultivation.

Only Zhong Ding's pinnacle Great Saint Realm corpse remained here. The aura of the lifeless body was so fearsome that even Saint Realm cultivators passing by would be instantly slain by its latent killing intent.

Chu Mo stood in place, silently restoring himself for a while. Then he moved again, using supreme divine abilities to compress Zhong Ding's flesh to its normal size. With a wave of his hand, he collected it. A body like this could be refined into countless powerful dharma instruments!

To put it bluntly, a single finger of a cultivator at Zhong Ding's level could be refined into an overwhelmingly mighty holy artifact!

Though he was a person, his entire being had long been forged into treasures of unparalleled value in Heaven and Earth.

Such a prize mustn't be wasted.

Afterward, Chu Mo cast his gaze toward the other side of the Heavenly Realm Sea. The cultivators of the ancient sect and the Heiyu clan instantly felt as though an incomparably terrifying existence had locked onto them. That suffocating sensation made them feel profound humiliation!

And rage!

How could this be? When… when had their territory in the Heavenly Realm Sea fallen under the suppression of an outsider?

Yet the reality was—they dared not challenge Chu Mo in the slightest!

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