Deafening sounds of fierce combat rang endlessly through the air.
Before long!
The battle reached its conclusion.
Chen Mo was struck out of the sky by Long Xiaoyao.
He slammed heavily into the ground.
The sky, which should have been split into two halves, was instantly dominated by darkness!
"Limit Douluos really are terrifying!"
"Looks like I'll have to ask the Snow Empress for help."
Chen Mo lay on the ground, muttering to himself.
Dimo had evolved.
Limit Breakthrough was running at fourfold power.
Yet even so, he was still no match for Long Xiaoyao.
"Boy, you're the first to push me this far with a Soul Saint's cultivation, but you'll also be the last." Having dispelled his Martial Soul Avatar, Long Xiaoyao coldly raised his hand and gathered dark energy, preparing to deliver a fatal blow to Chen Mo.
Chen Mo grinned. "You think I'm out of trump cards?"
Just as he was about to call on the Snow Empress for help.
He suddenly sensed a familiar presence.
"This presence is... Master!"
Before delight could appear on his face.
A blast of Soul Power shot toward Long Xiaoyao, who sidestepped the attack.
Immediately afterward.
A deep, powerful voice rang out.
"Long Xiaoyao, you undying old son of a bitch! Bullying my disciple just because your cultivation is higher? If you've got the guts, try me! I'll beat you into a loach today!"
Du Busi flashed into view before Chen Mo.
His gaze toward Long Xiaoyao was filled with contempt.
Chen Mo got up, approached Du Busi, and complained, "Old geezer, didn't your seclusion take a little too long? Your disciple nearly got beaten to death."
"What do you know, brat? I was stabilizing my cultivation."
"And didn't you bring today's mess on yourself? You refined some lousy pills and