Not only did they not dare provoke him, they even hoped that a cultivator of Chu Mo's level would not stoop to concern himself with them!

But was that possible?

Chu Mo had come here, not for the scenery. Besides, the Heavenly Sea was already a raging tempest with towering angry waves; there wasn't any scenery left to admire.

And so, facing the terrified gazes of those ancient sects of the Heavenly Sea and the Heiyu clan cultivators, Chu Mo hesitated not for a moment and struck directly.

Kill!

The blade light of Heaven Slaying flashed, its bloody radiance gleaming—sinister, chilling, and breathtakingly exquisite.

Slicing across billions of miles!

The skies above the Heavenly Sea turned into a storm of blood and carnage. Fresh blood stained vast swathes of the ocean red. Numerous creatures from the depths of the Heavenly Sea were startled and fled far away, not daring to approach.

The killing intent emanating from Chu Mo surged to the heavens. Its intensity struck such fear that even the warriors of the Imperial Clan, ostensibly on the same side, found themselves trembling inwardly.

This was a killing god!

Never in their lives had they seen someone with such overwhelming murderous intent.

Especially the blade in Chu Mo's hand. They had all heard legends about Heaven Slaying. It was known to be a cursed blade, whose wielders met tragic fates. Yet legends were still just legends. No matter how vivid the accounts, the passage of time blurred even the clearest facts, rendering them myths.

What they witnessed was Heaven Slaying in Chu Mo's hands, radiating boundless bloodlust that engulfed the skies!

The mere presence of this blade's domain was enough to suppress Heaven and Earth.

The warriors of the Imperial Clan, their deep-seated killing will and unyielding bloodline tenacity, were entirely ignited by Chu Mo. Wielding their weapons, they became ferocious avatars of fury, madly slaughtering their enemies.

This was a hatred forged over countless generations, a grudge flowing through the rivers of time!

Such animosity had lasted too long!

Now, it was wholly awakened by Chu Mo!

At that moment, a hand emerged from the boundless expanse of the dark cosmos.

It was a hand of pure white, incomparably colossal.

Shrunk by billions of times, it might have seemed a lovely hand—soft, white, with slender fingers. Likely the hand of a woman.

But now it was horrifying!

Across the vast cosmos, countless stars shattered and disintegrated into dust under its palm.

Then, that hand pressed violently down toward Chu Mo.

A clear and icy woman's voice resounded: "He who kills my offspring, shall die!"

Chu Mo immediately recognized the origin of this hand!

In years past, while traversing the heavenly road in the Yanhuang region, when cutting firewood to ascend his path of cultivation, he'd been dragged into a dazzling illusionary world. This hand had descended from the heavens to kill him. It was only because his uncle sacrificed himself, wounding his own life essence and using the Luotian Imperial Clan's qi movement to summon their ancestral artifact, the Imperial Seal, that they managed to repel the hand.

Now, it had returned!

The truth was revealed—it belonged to the Zhong Clan's progenitor!

Ji Qingyu's eyes widened with shock; she cried out in alarm, "Zhong Caiyun!"

Zhong Caiyun, grand elder of the Zhong Clan!

A supreme existence of the Luotian Cosmos, one of the ancestral realm's titans!

No one could have anticipated that a supreme being of the Zhong Clan would make another move.

This hand suppressed the entire Heavenly Sea, freezing the universe's battlefield in an instant. Almost everyone on the battlefield was immobilized, watching helplessly as the hand continued to smash down upon Chu Mo.

Buzz!

The Sky Vault Divine Mirror on Chu Mo's body erupted with ten blinding rays of light, enveloping him entirely from head to toe.

Next, the Chaos Furnace emitted an unending stream of chaos energy, intertwining with the ten brilliant rays.

Clang!

The Heaven Slaying in Chu Mo's hand slashed ferociously toward the massive hand.

This time, Chu Mo was no longer the fledgling cultivator of years past, when he first cut firewood to ascend the Dao.

Even when faced with an ancestral titan, he was no longer without the strength to fight!

The Thousand-Character Divine Script Battle Robe on Chu Mo fluttered noisily as he unleashed the second slash of the Star Mnemonic.

"Cross Slash!"

Heaven Slaying cleaved horizontally and then vertically, forming a cross-shaped radiance that struck fiercely against the alabaster hand.

A single finger was instantly severed.

A vast eruption of blood, like the Heavenly River itself, cascaded down.

Yet the enormous hand showed no signs of retreat—it pressed onward, smashing Chu Mo's body into the depths of the Heavenly Sea.

Chu Mo's figure vanished.

From the boundless reaches of the cosmos came the cold cry of a woman in pain. The alabaster hand, intending to recover its severed finger, was suddenly struck by something unexpected—a massive staff of unknown origin violently smashed into the colossal hand.

"Ah!"

A shriek of shock and fear echoed; the alabaster hand seemed to suffer a fractured bone as it withdrew with extraordinary speed.

Crash!

The severed finger plunged into the Heavenly Sea, quickly sinking into the depths.

The enormous staff disappeared along with the retreating alabaster hand.

High above the Heavenly Sea, everyone stood there, dumbstruck.

"My son!" Ji Qingyu let out a mournful cry, tears streaming from her eyes as she darted toward the spot where Chu Mo had disappeared.

She was closely followed by Chu Tianji and several Imperial Clan Great Saints.

The remaining warriors of the Imperial Clan grew even more frenzied.

Roars, screams, the clanging of weapons, and dying cries filled the skies over the Heavenly Sea once more.

At that moment, Chu Mo had truly felt an overwhelming sense of death. Yet in that fleeting instant, his heart became utterly calm. Though he had many regrets, there was no remorse.

He had long anticipated that these supreme beings would act against him sooner or later. It was merely a matter of time, not a question of 'if.' These individuals had schemed for ten thousand ages; there was no reason for them to relent at the final moment. Hiding in some corner wouldn't have changed anything.

For the first time, Chu Mo truly grasped the immense power of these titans.

It was a kind of Dao he could not yet comprehend.

Too formidable!

They could freely wield the laws of the Luotian Cosmos. A single hand could appear anywhere, capable of suppressing anyone they wished to suppress.

No doubt, such power came at a cost. But even so, it was unimaginably strong!

The instant the colossal hand struck, the Sky Vault Divine Mirror, the Chaos Furnace, and even the Thousand-Character Divine Script Battle Robe on his body absorbed ninety-nine percent of the impact.

Had it not been for these treasures protecting him, Chu Mo would already be dead by now.

Even so, Chu Mo had sustained unimaginable injuries.

The ancestral realm was indeed too powerful. To be called a titan of the cosmos was no exaggeration.

Chu Mo's battle prowess was now sufficient to dominate the Great Saint Realm, yet when faced with an ancestral titan, he still felt utterly powerless.

"In that final moment... did I really see an iron staff?" In the near-shattered sea of his mind, this thought flickered briefly before he closed his eyes.

Exhaustion overwhelmed him.

He only wanted to close his eyes and rest.

The Sky Vault Divine Mirror, Chaos Furnace, and the divine script battle robe continued to shield Chu Mo, yet they could not prevent his steady descent into the depths of the Heavenly Sea.

With him sank the colossal severed finger.

Like a pillar holding up the heavens, it sank ever deeper.

Ji Qingyu unleashed a grand divine ability, parting the seawater as she descended. Behind her, a group followed suit, trying to carve a tunnel toward Chu Mo.

Were this an ordinary sea, even Chu Tianji, who stood at the Saint Realm, could have evaporated all the water with a single thought!

But this was the Heavenly Sea!

Not even titans fully understood it.

After descending a certain distance, Ji Qingyu and her group realized they could go no further. Attempting to do so would spell disaster.

"Qingyu... Let's return to the surface." Chu Tianji spoke the words with great difficulty. After all, it was his son that had sunk—how could he possibly give up? But he saw clearly that even top-tier Great Saints couldn't reach the depths of the Heavenly Sea.

Let alone them—they didn't even know the exact location where Chu Mo had fallen. The proverbial needle in a haystack didn't begin to describe the situation.

Ji Qingyu said nothing, tears streaming down her face as she continued descending. When she truly could go no further, she broke down and wailed bitterly.

"My son, why is your life so bitter? Spiritual Master Lingtong, you are a beast! You're not human! This must be your scheme. What did my son do to you, for you to trap him like this? One day, I will personally kill you!"

A Great Saint's oath was binding—Heaven and Earth rumbled, and a decree was issued.

Chu Tianji dragged the nearly unconscious Ji Qingyu, leading her and the rest of the Great Saints of the Imperial Clan back along their original path. The elder Imperial warriors, their faces full of grief, remained silent.

A once-in-an-era Heavenly Genius had ultimately fallen to the hands of a titan. The outcome was heart-wrenching, but there was nothing to be done. The Imperial Clan had no ancestral titans of their own to oppose such an overwhelming force.

Nonetheless, the sheer strength of Chu Mo amazed all. He had managed to sever a finger from a titan—an achievement that would shake the entire Cultivation Realm of Luotian.

But it was truly a pity... Such a breathtaking Heavenly Genius was now gone.

In everyone's hearts, the possibility of Chu Mo surviving hadn't even been entertained. It was nearly impossible!

The depths of the Heavenly Sea were said to exert pressures that even titans couldn't withstand!

No living being could survive under such conditions.

Thus, though many knew of the treasures hidden in the deepest parts of the Heavenly Sea, no one had ever dared seek them out.

After surfacing, Ji Qingyu wiped her tears and gazed upon the raging battlefield, a glint of madness flickering between her brows.

Chu Tianji and the others also descended into madness.

For another month, the battle above the Heavenly Sea raged on.

The ancient sects under Patriarch Heiyu and the great Heiyu clan were decimated, nearly wiped out!

Finally, this united Imperial Clan army marched toward Patriarch Zi's battlefield.

Beneath the Heavenly Sea, the void was left shattered, and remnants of stars littered the heavens. The waters of the sea were stained red, blanketed by a thick layer of blood. This was the blood of powerful beings, so potent it refused to dissolve into the water—it might remain so for millions of years.

The air was heavy with grief and sorrow.

At the bottommost depths of the Heavenly Sea, Chu Mo lay still, seemingly devoid of life.

In this place, not even supreme beings could divine the future.

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