"Do you five have any last words? I can pass them along." Mo Lin dimmed the light emitted from his right palm, switching it to "power-saving mode." He had already removed his mask, openly displaying the mockery, contempt, and disdain on his face to the five Clear Sky Sect elders. "Though it'd be best if there were still living people to tell them to. Telling dead people what dead people said would be far too strange."
"Brat, you're truly arrogant beyond measure. I don't know what method you used to transport the five of us brothers here, but you actually came alone. Are you looking down on Title Douluo too much? Or are you merely a pawn sent here to be sacrificed?" Seeing that Mo Lin had come alone—and failing to recognize him as the masked man at first—the Clear Sky Sect's Second Elder immediately felt much more at ease. Could they possibly lose five against one? Now he felt he had every right to act recklessly.
"You old bastards, I've said so much up there, and not a single word got through to you?" Mo Lin's pupils turned blood-red as his domain unfolded. An incomparably vast killing intent and baleful aura surged forth from Mo Lin, but rather than spreading in all directions, it concentrated entirely upon the Clear Sky Sect's Fourth Elder.
Before the Fourth Elder could react, the impact of the killing intent instantly robbed him of consciousness, rendering him incapable of posing any threat. However, "caution" had always been Mo Lin's guiding principle, and he knew full well how important it was to finish the job.
Using Wind Queen's Arcane Gate's "Eight Gates Transport," Mo Lin appeared behind the Clear Sky Sect's Fourth Elder with the true form of Non-Aggression, transformed into the Asura Demon Sword,