Lin Yu was clearly a bit terrified, his eyes flickering with fear, and he even hesitated to look at the Mahayana cultivators. However, his actions moved Chu Mo deeply because he remained by Chu Mo's side, without leaving.

"You should stay back a bit further, I'll be fine," Chu Mo glanced at Lin Yu.

"No, we're already friends now, we should face things together!" Lin Yu said, shivering.

"Kid, do you know what happens to meddlers?" A burly man's gaze finally settled on Lin Yu, his face menacing as he said, "I'll tear you apart alive! Rip off your arms to feed the dogs! Tear off your legs for the dogs as well! Then pull out your intestines and wrap them around your neck..."

Wow!

Lin Yu was already retching before the burly man finished speaking, nearly vomiting.

At this moment, many people in the distance had noticed the commotion here, but all of them watched from afar, the majority with eyes full of indifference. As if the impending event had nothing to do with them.

Some, their eyes filled with excitement, seemed to say: Great, there's finally a good show to watch!

Only a very few looked at Chu Mo with a hint of sympathy, but even this sympathy was not openly displayed.

Chu Mo patted Lin Yu on the shoulder, "Alright, I acknowledge you are my friend, but you should stay out of this matter for now. Be good and stay aside. It will be over soon."

Lin Yu's face was pale, the fear in his eyes hard to hide, but he still shook his head.

Chu Mo shook his head, then suddenly grabbed Lin Yu's collar and casually tossed him away. This action surprised many.

The burly men didn't stop anyone since their target was the man in front of them and no one else mattered.

Lin Yu was thrown by Chu Mo hundreds of miles away, landing amidst the crowd there, seemingly eager to rush back. He was grabbed by someone who scolded, "Have you lost your mind?"

"Let go of me, that's my friend! I can't just watch my friend in trouble and ignore it!" Lin Yu said.

"Going there would only drag him down! Can you beat a Mahayana cultivator?" someone scoffed, "That's not how you prove your friendship!"

"Exactly, going there like this is pointless except to be a burden or to die," said another.

These people were the ones who had shown a bit of sympathy for Chu Mo earlier. Chu Mo's perceptive abilities had grown to an extent that ordinary people couldn't comprehend. He knew that tossing that fool Lin Yu that way, those people would stop him.

Then, Chu Mo looked at the five Mahayana cultivators in front of him and said sternly, "You've decided to become my enemies, haven't you?"

"Hahaha, enemies with you? You think too highly of yourself. We just find you annoying and want to give you a lesson," said a cultivator nearing the peak of Mahayana with a cold glare, addressing the others, "Go, subdue him first, and then leave him with a lesson he'll never forget!"

"Haha, brother, rest assured, I'm very good at leaving a lasting impression," one boasted.

"I excel at it as well!" another declared.

The five Mahayana cultivators, acting together, pressed down toward Chu Mo.

Indeed, this was an incredibly frightening force, for the power of Mahayana was far greater than that of Spirit Refining!

Even if they were rushed Mahayana cultivators, they were still of the Mahayana stage, not cabbages!

The onlookers from afar seemed to have already foreseen Chu Mo's fate, believing that it would be his greatest fortune to survive the day as a newcomer who didn't know the ropes.

Bang!

A very dull sound echoed, then a figure was seen flying high like a kite with its string cut.

After flying over a hundred miles, it crashed heavily onto the square!

The impact shattered a large area of the ancient flagstones on the spot, carving a deep trench in its wake!

The person also passed out completely.

Then came the second one!

A figure traced a very beautiful arc through the void and crashed heavily onto the green stones of the plaza on the other side, plowing a deep furrow there as well!

At this moment, everyone was stunned, almost losing the ability to think, dumbfoundedly wondering: Eh? Wasn't that newcomer just knocked away once? How come he was knocked away again?

Because in people's subconsciousness, it never crossed their minds that the person being knocked away would be Chu Mo!

How could a venerable Mahayana-stage cultivator be so easily defeated by a Spirit Refining-stage cultivator?

Bang, bang, bang!

It wasn't until three more figures, one after another, flew out in three different directions, over a hundred miles away, landing on the ground and shattering a large area of the green stones on the plaza, forming those deep trenches... that people seemed to finally snap back to reality.

"The ones that were sent flying... were those five Mahayana-stage cultivators?"

"It seems... that's the case!"

"That's impossible!"

"How could this be real?"

Everyone was dumbfounded.

From a high vantage point looking downward, with Chu Mo at the center, about a hundred miles away from him, like a five-petaled flower, there appeared five deep and long trenches. The distances between each trench were as if measured by a ruler, incredibly precise!

Those five Mahayana-stage cultivators, without exception, all fainted on the spot, not one waking up.

Instantly, the entire plaza fell silent. Everyone's gaze towards Chu Mo was filled in an instant with awe and fear, as well as an overwhelming sense of disbelief!

They found it hard to believe that what they were seeing was real.

This was too shocking, five Mahayana-stage cultivators had been sent flying instantaneously by a young Spirit Refining-stage person. The manner in which it was done was so artistically graceful.

Especially from the highest point of the Daoist Sect's mountain gate looking down, it was even more apparent!

Little did they know, at this very moment, in the room at the highest peak of the sky-high Daoist Sect's mountain gate, ancient alarms were ringing incessantly!

Tong Tiegang, who once was a mere street thug, barely managed to reach Foundation Establishment after more than a hundred years. Later, becoming a disciple under one of the Daoist Sect's eight great disciples, Suo Feiyun, he became one of the Seventy-two Great Abilities within a few years.

But because his innate conditions were so poor, Tong Tiegang's hopes of continuing to ascend to the Heavenly Realm were incredibly slim. Therefore, he simply gave up and was willing to stay in the Immortal Realm. With the cultivation of someone who was on the verge of ascension, he could enjoy all the glory the mortal world had to offer.

To him, this was a life he wouldn't have dared to dream of in the past!

However, that was the Tong Tiegang of the past; the Tong Tiegang of today had long since been transformed in spirit and physique, possessing a majestic bearing. He was rarely seen, like a dragon, and held supreme power within the Daoist Sect.

But at this moment, he was somewhat panicking!

Because the ancient alarm, set up by the founder of the "Daoist Sect," had actually started to sound continuously!

"Master once said, this alarm... is connected to that great formation. If the alarm sounds continuously... it means someone has triggered that formation. What... what should I do?" Few would believe that Tong Tiegang, one of the Seventy-two Great Abilities, could have such a panicky and helpless moment.

Just like back when he was a thug, whenever he faced a crisis, he would be exactly like this—panicked and at a loss for what to do!

Today, with such a prestigious status and position, those inborn traits, however, had not changed.

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