Qin Shaofeng's palm blazed with golden light. It was none other than the Unity of Heaven and Man divine ability he had comprehended.
Tu Mo had no time to react before a beam of golden light slashed toward his face like lightning. He felt a terrifying force, carrying the momentum of wind splitting stone, crash into his chest in an instant.
With a muffled bang, Tu Mo flew away like a kite with its string cut, crashing heavily to the ground as blood sprayed wildly from his mouth.
"H-How is this possible?" Tu Mo's eyes widened in disbelief. Not even in his dreams had he imagined that he would be defeated by a junior.
"Heh, I told you. Either you die, or I perish." Qin Shaofeng smiled coldly and stepped forward slowly, like the descent of the God of Death.
A flicker of fear crossed Tu Mo's eyes. Enduring the excruciating pain, he struggled to rise from the ground. His eyes were bloodshot as he gritted his teeth. "Qin Shaofeng, don't get smug! You still can't take my life!"
Before his words had faded, he suddenly pulled a black jade slip from his robes and tossed it into the air.
In an instant, the jade slip exploded, turning into a wisp of green smoke that spread rapidly.
"Ha ha ha! Have a taste of the might of our Demonic Path!" Tu Mo threw back his head and laughed madly, his tone crazed.
Qin Shaofeng's heart tightened. Instinctively, he tried to activate a protective divine ability. Yet the green smoke clung to him like maggots on a bone, instantly wrapping around his entire body.
He felt all the spiritual power in his body being suppressed. He could barely even move a finger.
"You..." Qin Shaofeng stared wide-eyed, unable to believe what