The Immortal Artifact Plundered by the Netherworld: The Heavenly Baleful Soul-Slaying Sword

Black Tortoise, White Tiger, and Vermilion Bird's expressions abruptly changed. They stared at Lin Mo, their eyes brimming with shock and fear.

Even as fellow Four Sages Immortal Venerables, they had always treated Azure Dragon with utmost respect in the Immortal Realm, never daring the slightest insolence or offense.

Yet Lin Mo, a cultivator from a lower plane, dared to speak so disrespectfully, calling Senior Azure Dragon a worthless wretch who had willingly fallen into degradation.

Across all the worlds under heaven, throughout every middle plane, there was likely no second person with such courage.

Azure Dragon seemed somewhat taken aback as well. This was the first time anyone had spoken to him in such a tone.

After several seconds of silence, terrifying dragon might surged forth, enveloping Lin Mo and the Nine-Colored Auspicious Clouds.

Unable to withstand that terrifying dragon might, Feng Xu and Mo Qing dropped to their knees with a thud.

Gale-force winds whipped Lin Mo's hair and robes. Though his vitality essence barely allowed him to remain standing, fine beads of cold sweat formed on his forehead.

He truly deserved his reputation as the strongest of the Four Sages Immortal Venerables. Even while suppressed by a Netherworld Evil Treasure, he could unleash such terrifying dragon might.

But Lin Mo could not understand why Black Tortoise, White Tiger, and Vermilion Bird all placed their hopes in him, while Lord Azure Dragon, despite possessing such terrifying strength, remained so defeatist about resisting the Netherworld.

"You insignificant ant. You have quite some nerve."

Azure Dragon's murderous voice thundered through Lin Mo's mind.

"You dare call me worthless?"

"Do you believe that a mere thought from me could turn an ant like you to dust?!"

Lin Mo forcibly suppressed the trembling in his heart. Keeping his expression composed, he laughed