"Ahhh..."
A series of shrill screams burst from Qin Mo's mouth as Sword Qi erupted from within him, piercing through his flesh and bursting out of his body.
Blood gushed wildly, leaving Qin Mo grievously wounded in an instant and turning him into a blood-soaked man.
"Damn it... damn it... damn it..."
Qin Mo screamed repeatedly, his eyes gradually turning blood-red.
"Senior Brother Qin Mo, are you all right?"
The six men whom Lin Bai had injured moments ago quickly gathered around Qin Mo. Seeing his bloodied and disheveled state, they were so frightened that they stood there dumbfounded.
"Ahhh..."
The Sword Qi inside Qin Mo continued to erupt and swell, bursting out of his body in successive waves.
Qin Mo knew full well that if he did not suppress the Sword Qi inside him soon, he might very well die from it.
Suddenly.
Qin Mo's blood-red gaze shifted toward the six people beside him. In a cold voice, he said, "For the sake of the sect's grand plans for the ages, I'll have to trouble you."
The six men suddenly sensed that something was wrong with Qin Mo's gaze. They immediately backed away and warily asked, "Senior Brother Qin Mo, what are you talking about?"
Qin Mo gave a cold laugh as blood trickled from between his lips and teeth.
All at once, he opened his cavernous maw. A terrifying force spread from his mouth and nose, instantly enveloping the six men.
"Ah..." Caught completely off guard, the six men began to scream in panic.
One of them cried out repeatedly, "Senior Brother Qin Mo, what are you doing?"
"Senior Brother Qin Mo, why... why..."
"Qin Mo! We followed you loyally for more than five thousand years. Why are you doing this to us?!"
Although the six men roared