Snap--
The next moment, lightning bolts shot out and struck Li Mo on the back.
Destructive lightning spread across his body, every inch of flesh and blood was reborn from destruction, the world before him lost its color and turned completely white, and Li Mo could no longer feel pain at this moment.
But he could still sense that his body was constantly tearing and repairing itself.
There seems to be some kind of balance, and once that balance is broken, the physical body will collapse.
It was the Eight-Nine Arcane Arts and his physical body, comparable to a legendary weapon, that helped him barely maintain this balance; otherwise, he would have had to rely on his Diamond Indestructible.
He opened his eyes.
But before him, in the vast expanse of white, a pair of silvery-white eyes opened.
The tribulation will be borne by both of them.
Ying Bing then had the opportunity to leverage this momentum.
The void trembled, the Divine Firmament was formless, the Divine Sword was selfless, yet the person who held the Divine Sword and rode the Divine Firmament had a gentle light in their eyes that never wavered.
At this moment, all the flesh and blood barriers contracted.
The old man's figure emerged from the crowd, his body covered in bloody lumps, his eyes cold and bloodshot, and his chest suddenly began to throb.
A bluish-black arm suddenly tore through his chest and emerged, covered with bluish-black veins, withered yet strangely strong, with a mouth full of sharp teeth in its palm.
"Not at all... decent..."
After saying this, the old man lost his self-awareness and became more like a skin bag supporting the arm.
In a flash, Li Mo saw the shape of the arm clearly.
Is it the one in Southern Border?
No, that doesn't seem to be the case. That was just the right hand, this... is it the left hand?
The sword tip, carrying the weight of heavenly tribulation, clashed with the fist, causing the cavern to shake violently as if it were about to collapse at any moment.
Ying Bing turned around like a retreating cloud, the terrifying impact of which was dissipated by the flowing light and rainbow on her body.
She frowned as she looked at the arm, and hesitated to make another move.
"The owner of this arm must have possessed an incredible physique in life."
Li Mo saw it clearly.
Even Ice Block's physique couldn't easily withstand that sword strike, yet his bluish-black fist remained completely unharmed, without even a faint white mark.
There seemed to be other wounds on his arms, each one bearing the lingering aura of terrifying Divine Intent, the origin of which was unknown.
Puff--
Suddenly, the bluish-black arm detached from the old man's body.
Li Mo tensed up, but instead of attacking them, the opponent flew to Gu Wuhen of the Yin-Yang Hall and, to the latter's horror, tore open his chest and entered him.
The scene is somewhat inappropriate for children.
"What's going on? Are they opening their hearts to their own people again?"
Li Mo was slightly taken aback, then suddenly realized something.
The other party seemed to want to back out.
And?
When did the celestial tribulation in the sky disappear?
Above the heavens, a figure stood there, seemingly out of nowhere.
At first glance, the other party seemed to have no aura at all, but upon closer inspection, it was discovered that the other party's aura had long since merged with the world Square. His face was aged, and lightning crackled around him, but it was contained and did not erupt because of his presence.
The old man's eyes were sharp and majestic. With his hands behind his back, he looked down into the cave, like Thor casting his gaze from outside an anthill.
"It's that Profound Mastery from the Cloud Dream Underground Palace..."
Li Mo knew why the other party suddenly wanted to escape.
But...
Good news, the opponent is a powerful figure from the Great Yu Square.
The bad news is, it's still uncertain whether this Profound Mastery is friend or foe.
"Young lady, your sword that just triggered divine punishment reminded me of an old friend, but..."
Gan Gong looked at the sword in her hand, his eyes filled with reminiscence, but then he shook his head:
She's not as good as you.
The voice and the thunder sounded simultaneously.
At this moment, Gu Wuhen, whose body had been pierced by that arm, turned around and fled frantically from the direction he had come from. The numerous Demon Summoning Cult also scattered and fled the moment they saw Gan Gong.
This is the Seventh Realm at its peak, a powerful saint who wields the Dao of Heavenly Tribulation.
No one has the courage to face it head-on; running away is merely a survival instinct.
Li Mo also pulled Ying Bing uphill quickly, leaving the cave.
A flash of lightning appeared, coming straight towards us.
It was a serpent spear; wherever it passed, chaos was shattered and all things were annihilated, like the first ray of light at the beginning of the world.
This spear is not just that.
This was the extent of Li Mo's understanding of martial arts; everything else was beyond his imagination. If he had to describe it, the fourth heavenly tribulation he had just experienced was not even one percent or one thousandth of his level, and they were incomparable.
Fortunately, the spear wasn't aimed at them; it merely grazed past them.
The cave instantly became a despairing prison filled with the clamor of thunder.
It's unknown whether anyone from the Blood Refinement Hall will survive, or whether that arm will be destroyed by the Heavenly Tribulation.
"Profound Mastery Realm..."
It took Li Mo a long time after being grazed by the lightning before his soul seemed to return to his body.
"Very good!"
Murong Xiao, who was guarding the ruins, suddenly brightened up and rushed over.
"Brother Murong!" Xiao Qin tried to stop him, but it was too late.
Crackle, crackle.
The remaining heavenly tribulation struck Murong Xiao so hard he was completely stunned; he opened his mouth and smoke billowed out.
"Anyway, I'm glad you're alright, Brother Li."
"Thank goodness, Junior Sister Ying attracted that Profound Mastery expert."
Xiao Qin sat on the ground, his whole body aching so much that he couldn't even stand up.
He was unaware that Li Mo could hide in the Small World at any time, and felt quite relieved to have escaped a disaster.
"Master, I'm fine. These are my comrades who helped me destroy this hideout."
Zhao Jing then led a middle-aged man over.
The middle-aged man wore a black cloak and a black gauze hat. He had a deep frown line between his eyebrows and a pair of bright, piercing eyes.
He wasn't just himself; he also had several capable subordinates behind him.
This must be the legendary constable.
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They always arrive late, so it's strange how the Yamen in Nine Heavens and Ten Earths follow tradition... Li Mo was speechless.
"Even Gan Gong has come..."
The middle-aged man looked at the young men before him. "Thanks to your help, otherwise my apprentice would probably be in grave danger. Could you please tell me the details of what happened?"
With the police taking action, he no longer needed to apprehend the criminals.
Li Mo then recounted everything from Lu Zhuang's death to his encounter with Zhao Jing, omitting only some minor, unimportant details.
For example, a locked room, four burly men, and a female investigator tightly bound...
They simply said that everyone was acting out of a sense of justice and seeing injustice on the road.
Why is Cold Fairy here?
The divine constable looked at Ying Bing and asked.
"He was running around everywhere, so I came to take him back."
The Cold Fairy remained expressionless, her clear voice sounding both cold and aloof.
No one doubted this statement.
Would the Cold Fairy lie to you?
What reason would the Cold Fairy have to lie?
Except for Little Li.
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But Sharing the Moon didn't answer, Li Mo thought to himself.
How did that Ice Block know he was here?
And... it seems like the Ice Block just glanced at him secretly...
She clearly glanced at him out of the corner of her eye!
Li Mo remembered what Ice Block had said before...
Didn't she get lost?