Lin Ke had intended to kill Mo Qi Qi on the spot, grind his bones to dust, and scatter his ashes, ending any future trouble.
But Mo Tianji stopped him. "Hey, hey, hey... Brother Lin, show mercy where you can."
Mo Qi Qi's waist had twisted into a full circle, his arms stretching out at strange angles like a length of deadwood.
His mouth was still spouting insolence. "You, demon, you can't be at the Nascent Soul Middle Stage. Hahaha, impossible."
Seeing that he had already lost his senses, Lin Ke asked only one question. "Mo Qi Qi, can you open the formation?"
After a series of spine-chilling contortions, Mo Qi Qi's Substitute Death Prosthetic Limb returned to human form.
"Of course I can break it. That Dragon Pearl belongs to me and no one else anyway. No matter how you covet it, you won't be able to snatch it from my hands."
Having comprehended the true essence of Karmic Retribution, Lin Ke naturally would not be misled by the few words Mo Tianji had divined.
Absolute Karmic Retribution did not exist in the first place, let alone within a Secret Realm.
Perhaps the mere act of Mo Tianji observing it would cause that Karmic Retribution to collapse and turn into another outcome.
Lin Ke stepped forward and manifested all the Blade Spirits within him.
"Let's go, Senior Brother Mo Qi Qi. Let's break the formation."
Mo Tianji made an inviting gesture. "Demon, have all your Blade Spirits learn this Formation Seal. They just need to draw it at their designated positions when the time comes."
"By my calculations, we only have three incense sticks' worth of time."
"Thanks to you, this grand formation has less than twenty percent of its Spiritual Qi left. Once the formation is broken, the