"Hmm?~"
Chen Mo had been flying through the air perfectly peacefully, bothering no one, when he was suddenly attacked. His mood was anything but beautiful.
The other party's spiritual strength was fairly ordinary, only at the Xiantian Human Flower level, so he instinctively retaliated fiercely.
In an instant, his spiritual power erupted like a colossal sword descending from the heavens, smashing toward the other party's Spirit Source at blinding speed.
Without slowing in the slightest, he vanished into the distant horizon in the blink of an eye.
All that remained on the ground was an old man clutching his head, his face twisted in unbearable agony, just short of rolling around on the ground.
Only after quite a while did the old man recover. His entire body was soaked in sweat, and his face looked as though he had spent three days and three nights straight at an internet café, on the verge of sudden death. He stared in horror toward the direction Chen Mo had gone.
"A Heaven Flower-level expert..."
He regretted it bitterly. Why had he been so foolish as to launch an attack?
With that speed, the man was clearly far stronger than him. How could he possibly win?
Guarding the border required flexibility. He could not attack everyone who looked suspicious, or he might get himself killed.
Chen Mo paid no mind to this chance encounter. They had only exchanged one move, and he had held an absolute advantage, so there was nothing worth dwelling on. Still, to avoid unnecessary trouble, he found a secluded, deserted place and landed.
"What a pity. If my God Concealment Art reached Perfect Accomplishment, then even while moving at high speed through the air, I wouldn't leak a trace of spiritual fluctuation. By then, I'd practically become an invisible drone—no