Underhanded Beyond All Limits!

"To be able to trigger your Death Immunity, is the Superpower in this small world really that outrageous?" Jinlin couldn't help but marvel after hearing Mo Shang's words.

It should be noted that Mo Shang was at the Question Dao Realm, while Zheng Yu was merely a mortal. The difference between the two was like that between dust and Starlight, and there was simply no comparison between them.

The fact that his opponent's punch could trigger Mo Shang's Death Immunity was completely shattering his understanding...

"This seems to be a special kind of power governed by rules, but we don't know where its limits lie..."

Mo Shang stroked his chin, a thoughtful expression on his face, then looked at Zheng Yu again and said, "Come on, try punching me again, let me feel it again..."

As soon as he finished speaking, Mo Shang activated the [Dao Sacrifice] Trait, directly raising his cultivation to the peak of the True Dharma Realm. Then he waved to Zheng Yu.

"OK..."

Zheng Yu nodded, and without hesitation, threw another punch at Mo Shang.

"Boom!"

As the fist landed, Mo Shang instantly turned into a bloody mist, dissipating into the air.

Upon seeing this, Zheng Yu's eyes widened in shock, while An Ruoxi, standing beside him, seemed terrified, her face showing a look of horror.

"Brother Zheng Yu, you... you killed someone..." An Ruoxi stammered, her eyes filled with fear.

Compared to the panic of the crowd, Jinlin and his group remained calm, their expressions unchanged.

"Still just one punch? That's incredibly underhanded..." Jinlin murmured thoughtfully, gazing at Mo Shang who had turned into a bloody mist.

Just as Jinlin was speaking, the blood mist began to gather, and in the blink of an eye, Mo Shang's figure reappeared before everyone's eyes...

"That's really insidious. It's not something that should exist in this small world. Is this the work of some big shot?" Mo Shang said, his calm expression as if nothing had happened.

"Boss, are you alright?"

Seeing Mo Shang recover, Zheng Yu looked like he had seen a ghost; what had happened today was completely beyond his comprehension.

"Don't worry, you can't kill me..."

Mo Shang waved his hand casually, then spoke again, "Your Superpower very strong, enough to instantly kill any living being."

"Huh? Does that mean I'm about to take off?" Zheng Yu was somewhat surprised and overjoyed to hear Mo Shang's words.

"Takeoff? More like a crash."

Seeing Zheng Yu's excited expression, Mo Shang immediately poured cold water on his enthusiasm. "When I said 'strong,' I meant your Superpower, not you. You're no different from someone standing on the street right now..."

Zheng Yu's Superpowers are strong, but that's all; he's still a Superpower...

Let alone Mo Shang, who's practically cheating, Zheng Yu wouldn't even be in danger of surviving against a regular Body Tempering Realm cultivator.

The opponent's Superpower is a kind of rule-based power; it can cause extremely terrifying damage as long as it comes into contact with the opponent. In essence, however, the opponent is still an ordinary person.

"I'll say it again: only when your cultivation surpasses everything else, no matter how high your damage output is, you still have to be able to unleash it..." Mo Shang spoke again, giving the other party a piece of advice.

Without strong cultivation, even the Superpowers are useless. If you encounter someone with slightly higher stats, you probably won't even be able to touch their clothes...

"Thank you for your guidance, sir. I'll remember it." Hearing this, Zheng Yu's face became serious, and he nodded very solemnly.

"Alright, I feel like my words have touched your soul, so I won't say any more. Let's eat first..."

Seeing that the other party had listened, Mo Shang didn't say anything more and looked towards the dining table next to him.

At this moment, on the dining table, a plate laden with dishes is emitting an enticing aroma...

"Oh, are you guys done chatting? It's time to eat..."

Just then, Zheng Xuan's wife, Yu Shu, came out of the kitchen carrying the last two dishes and greeted everyone.

"Mom, when did you become such a good cook?"

Zheng Yu's gaze was quickly drawn to the delicious-looking dishes on the table, and he asked in a daze.

"I didn't make these, Miss Jiang made them all..."

At this moment, Jiang Shuyu had returned to Mo Shang's side at some point, a meaningful smile on her face...

As Yu Shu spoke, she noticed An Ruoxi standing to the side, and a smile immediately appeared on her face.

"Oh, is this your classmate?"

"Uh, sort of. Her name is An Ruoxi." Zheng Yu scratched his head and then replied.

Zheng Yu originally intended to take An Ruoxi home, but she seemed very reluctant to go home, so he had no choice but to bring her back instead...

As Zheng Yu spoke, An Ruoxi greeted him with a smile, "Hello, Auntie."

"Good child, haven't you eaten yet? Sit down and eat, Auntie will serve you some rice..."

Yu Shu was incredibly hospitable to An Ruoxi, immediately inviting her to sit down, even ignoring her own son.

Soon, everyone sat around the dining table, ready to eat, and the atmosphere was very harmonious.

Mo Shang naturally sat down as well, looking at the group preparing to eat, a playful expression on his face, and slowly said:

"Um, everyone, please don't touch your chopsticks yet, please wait a moment."

"Zheng Yu, try all the dishes first, then share your thoughts..."

"Huh? Me? Okay..."

Hearing this, Zheng Yu looked puzzled. Although he didn't understand, he didn't ask any more questions and started picking up food with his chopsticks.

The others also looked confused, but they didn't say anything, just watched Jingjing...

Upon tasting the first dish, Zheng Yu's eyes widened in surprise, followed by a gasp:

"Holy crap, this tastes amazing!"

Having tasted the exquisite flavor of the first dish, Zheng Yu couldn't wait to try the second, third, and fourth dishes...

The first four dishes were all extremely delicious, and Zheng Yu was thoroughly satisfied, his face filled with blissful enjoyment...

"Old Mo, this kid's luck is really something else..." Seeing this, Jinlin whispered in Mo Shang's ear.

"Don't rush, let the culinary disaster take its time..." Mo Shang simply smiled at this.

As Mo Shang finished speaking, Zheng Yu, who had just tasted the fifth dish, froze on the other side.

An indescribable, strange smell filled the air, causing a look of pain to appear on Zheng Yu's face, who had been in a state of blissful intoxication.

He wanted to spit out the food, but found he couldn't; he wanted to speak, but found he couldn't either.

The moment the dish entered his mouth, he realized that he could no longer control his own mouth, as if an unknown force had choked him, leaving him only able to let the taste linger in his mouth...

The pain came quickly and went quickly. In just a few seconds, the pain on Zheng Yu's face had disappeared, and his pupils slowly dilated, leaving only endless confusion.

At this moment, Zheng Yu's back pain was gone, his legs were no longer sore, his mind was blank, devoid of any desires, worries, or even the will to live...