That was Fuhen!
Fuhen after Ancestral Return.
And he had been sent flying with a flick?
The two True God Realm human powerhouses stared wide-eyed, utterly unable to believe what they were seeing.
Yet it was all so real.
Not to mention them—even Bahxi, on the other side, felt as though his heart had stopped for an instant.
Taking advantage of that momentary pause from Bahxi's subordinates, Yan naturally broke free and opened some distance between himself and Bahxi.
At this moment, an irrepressible smile spread across Yan's face, though he still tried his utmost to restrain it.
After sending Fuhen flying, Lin Mo casually swept his peripheral vision over Yan and Bahxi, but did not immediately head over.
Instead, he took one step and appeared directly beside Fuhen.
There had originally been at least a hundred meters between them.
Yet with that single step, it was as if he had shrunk the earth to an inch, arriving in an instant.
Fuhen's frenzy was completely scattered in that moment.
All kinds of emotions surged up within him.
Confusion, surprise, shock, fear... but not anger.
No matter how outrageous he found Lin Mo's current combat power, the facts were right before his eyes.
Anger? He was not worthy!
Those words instantly surfaced in his mind.
He could not defeat the Lin Mo before him!
He was being utterly crushed.
Lin Mo's instantaneous arrival prompted him to react as well.
However, he had still underestimated Lin Mo.
The moment that thought arose, Lin Mo's right hand had already lifted.
A mysterious and immensely powerful force instantly bound all his movements.
"No, don't kill me!"
At that moment, Fuhen actually cried out.
The Black Dragon Race's patriarch, the king of the entire Demon Race, was begging for mercy!
He had no choice but