"I... was exposed?!"
The instant the middle-aged soul slave attacked, Lin Mo's heart jolted, and his expression changed sharply.
The middle-aged soul slave's aura was not particularly strong, only around the seventh or eighth level of Golden Core. Naturally, Lin Mo had nothing to fear from him.
What truly shocked Lin Mo was that the Heavenheart Sunflower Gall's ability to mimic auras had been virtually infallible. He had remained cautious all along, yet his opponent had still spotted something amiss!
"Now this is trouble..."
Though startled, Lin Mo did not panic. The Greenwood Mystic Gourd Sword concealed within his sleeve suddenly emerged, then shot skyward and slammed squarely into the thousand-foot mountain.
Boom!
The two collided head-on. The Greenwood Mystic Gourd Sword remained completely unscathed, while the thousand-foot mountain instantly shattered. Countless fragments of stone rained down from midair, and dust billowed around them, completely obscuring the view.
"You're a sword cultivator?"
The middle-aged soul slave frowned, then formed seals with both hands and let out a vicious laugh. "I've killed eighty sword cultivators, if not a hundred... Die!"
Hum...
The mountains and woodland below trembled slightly. A strange, invisible, intangible force appeared out of nowhere, binding Lin Mo's body tightly like countless unseen ropes.
Lin Mo felt as though an immense weight had been laid upon his body, making it vastly heavier. He immediately realized what was happening.
This appeared to be one of the most difficult secret arts for earth cultivators to master. It used Earth Bind's power to restrict an opponent's movements, and could likewise limit the power of treasured artifacts!
"Can't move now, can you?"
A savage grin covered the middle-aged soul slave's face. He activated another seal, rapidly gathering dharma power in his palm to form a strange pointed spike that radiated a dusky yellow