That speed...it was not even slightly inferior to their group of cultivators!

It was even faster!

His whole person was like a phantom, and in almost the blink of an eye...he had already flown a thousand miles away!

"He knew all along!" Ouyang Suo roared, directly bringing out a dharma instrument and striking towards Chu Mo.

"He's not afraid of our might!" another Primordial Infant peak cultivator also bellowed, charging towards Chu Mo.

"We must catch up to him and suppress him!"

"Chase!"

At this, the group of cultivators from the Ouyang Family arranging arrays in the west were completely dumbfounded; they even didn't know whether they should continue with their task.

Because that person had actually flown towards the south, and his speed...was unimaginably fast!

"Continue setting up." Ouyang Suo shouted through the communication stone, then, full of rage, he pursued in the direction of Chu Mo: "Little beast... You killed people from my Ouyang Family, and you think you can escape? Stop right there!"

Ouyang Suo's roar was thunderous, shaking Heaven and Earth!

The following Jinxiu City was directly shocked by this roar, continuously trembling as if an earthquake was about to occur. Almost everyone was scared pale, and many even felt they couldn't breathe.

At that moment, Xiao Wanjun and Li Fangzhong jointly released two auras, directly blocking the pressure from Ouyang Suo.

Otherwise, that one roar, I'm afraid, could have killed many innocent citizens of Jinxiu City.

Chu Mo's speed was unbelievably fast; while dashing, he continually threw down top-grade Heavenly Crystals!

This action seemed like an attempt to distract his enemies with these high-quality resources.

Ouyang Suo and the others were not fooled, even though they felt powerful energy fluctuations from the items Chu Mo had thrown, they remained completely indifferent.

"As long as we catch him... all the treasures will be ours!" Ouyang Suo shouted aloud.

"Elder, rest assured, we are aware!" a group of cultivators answered in unison.

By then, Chu Mo had already flown over five thousand miles!

Then...for some reason, Chu Mo had turned towards the west.

"He really doesn't know we have an ambush over there!" a cultivator beside Ouyang Suo revealed a pleased expression.

"But even if he flies there now, he simply can't fly into the trap we've set!" another cultivator said.

"Chase first! Let him have no room to think or breathe!" Ouyang Suo said coldly, "Once he enters the Illusory Spirit Realm, he must abandon his physical body! This time... he cannot escape his fate!"

But soon, the group from the Ouyang Family realized something was off, because they discovered Chu Mo, after flying for a long while, seemed to be going in circles!

"What is he doing? Playing tricks on us?" a cultivator from the Ouyang Family frowned, "Is he setting up a formation?"

"Hahaha, stop joking, set up a formation? What kind of formation could that be? In such a vast area, throwing out some items randomly and calling it a formation, that would be too magical!" another cultivator from the Ouyang Family replied.

At this time, Ouyang Suo felt something was slightly off, though where exactly he couldn't tell; he just had a bad feeling about it.

Then, suddenly, Chu Mo, who had been flying at high speed ahead, just stopped there, motionless.

"Could he be trying to enter the Illusory Spirit Realm?" a cultivator from the Ouyang Family became nervous, directly bringing out a dharma instrument and striking towards Chu Mo.

Whoosh!

A dazzling blade of light flared up.

Then...

Crack!

A crisp snap!

The dharma instrument wielded by the monk was directly severed into two!

Puff!

The monk from the Ouyang Family spat out a mouthful of fresh blood, yet his eyes remained bright, "The knife in this lad's hand...is a treasure sword! Moreover, he has no intention of entering the Spirit Realm!"

The other monks didn't even clearly hear his words before charging forward and completely encircling Chu Mo.

Twelve monks, with Ouyang Suo at the forefront, surrounded Chu Mo in their midst, then coldly stared at him, "You're cornered now!"

"Hehe, really?" Chu Mo grinned at Ouyang Suo, "Not bad, not bad, above the Primordial Infant peak, below Spirit Refining...half-step Spirit Refining, old man, having cultivated to this realm, so close to stepping into the Immortal Realm, and still exerting such effort, is that really good?"

"Boy, cut the nonsense, kneel down, and admit your mistakes! You still have a chance to live, otherwise, today will be your day of death!" Ouyang Suo said sternly.

"Kneel down? Admit mistakes? Why should I?" Chu Mo looked at Ouyang Suo, "Do you think you've got me cornered this time?"

Ouyang Suo coldly smiled, "Do you think you have any chance left?"

A monk next to Ouyang Suo coldly said, "If you had stayed in Jinxiu City, relying on those two Primordial Infant peak servants by your side, and that mysterious Fire Dragon...maybe you still had a chance. But you brought this upon yourself by daring to leave the city, Chu Mo, you've got no chance now!"

Chu Mo shrugged, "It seems you've investigated me quite thoroughly!"

"When the Ouyang Family decides to use the full force of their clan against one person, then... that person has no chance of escaping!" Ouyang Suo spoke indifferently, "You can also enter the Spirit Realm now, hehe, rest assured, we won't easily destroy your physical body."

"Why should I enter the Spirit Realm?" Chu Mo looked lightly at Ouyang Suo, "I must admit, your Ouyang Family is indeed formidable, you've basically dug up all my details. However... there's one thing, something that you will never know."

As he spoke, Chu Mo took out a jade flute from his body, placed it near his lips, then, grinning at Ouyang Suo, asked, "Half-step Spirit Refining old man, have you ever heard a flute solo?"

"Don't let him blow that jade flute!" Ouyang Suo suddenly shouted, lunging directly at Chu Mo.

In the void, a palm moved sinuously, like a cloud in the sky, rapidly advancing towards Chu Mo.

"People with no musical appreciation, eh." Chu Mo shook his head helplessly, put the flute away, and then suddenly erupted with a fierce aura, transforming into a huge long sword that directly stabbed towards that palm.

"Hahaha, this kid is tired of living, daring to contend with an ancestor in magic... er…" A monk from the Ouyang Family began to mock Chu Mo, but he only managed half a sentence before he had to swallow his words.

For the aura that burst from Chu Mo formed into a huge long sword that actually pierced through the palm Ouyang Suo had struck!

With a bang, the palm that had seemed like clouds... split apart, dissipating like smoke!

Ouyang Suo was also taken aback, looking at the unchanging expression on Chu Mo's face his countenance grew exceedingly grim. He hadn't expected this one palm to completely suppress Chu Mo, but he had thought it would badly injure him at the very least.

Unexpectedly, not only did Chu Mo remain uninjured, he had also so easily shattered his palm strike.

The combat strength of this man, and the cultivation technique he practiced… Ouyang Suo thought to himself, his eyes revealing a glint: he must be captured alive!

Just then, suddenly from afar, another troop charged in, emitting a thunderous battle cry from a distance. Dozens of attacks were launched from thousands of miles away, directly bombarding Chu Mo!

Ouyang Suo immediately became furious, "Ouyang Guangda... stop at once!"

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