Earth and Moon

Seeing Bai Mo's subtle expression, Crimson Moon raised an eyebrow, then slowly said, "It seems you know this soul?"

The voice of this Primordial Spirit was unclear, but considering White Wing Duke's ambiguous attack methods and the attitude of that soul, a guess appeared in Bai Mo's mind.

"They might have guessed, but we'll only know for sure after we actually meet," Bai Mo replied. Meanwhile, in the Martial God Space, several powerful figures who had met him were already speculating.

"Stop playing riddles! Does anyone recognize this thing? I have absolutely no recollection of it. It must be from Sea Tiger's era." Bai Wunan's voice echoed in the space of every powerful individual, while in the darkness, Bai Cinan gazed at the darkness with a subtle smile.

"Brother, is this someone you know?"

He downed half a bottle of wine, then glanced at the scene outside and said in a flat tone, "Not familiar. I've sat in tons of chairs, who knows which one this is?"

Outside, Crimson Moon pondered for a moment, then slowly stretched out her hand. Soon, the image of a bald old man's Primordial Spirit appeared in her hand.

The man had a thin face and a crescent-shaped mark on his head. What was most striking was that half of his face looked as if it had been stuffed into a millstone, covered with twisted scars. Upon closer inspection, one could even discern sword marks among them.

The moment Bai Mo saw the old man, he fell silent. His gaze was as if he were looking at an old dog on the side of the road. This undisguised contemptuous look made the Primordial Spirit feel extremely offended, and even somewhat familiar, which made him even more displeased.

"Kid, what kind of look is that? Don't think that just because you're that young and have the strength of 500,000 horses, Tianxia invincible. Do you know how strong we, the Sun and Moon Elders, are? Back then, when we brothers joined forces, even Oga had to go all out!"

If my brother hadn't been injured by that stupid woman behind him, we could have easily knocked you down!

The Primordial Spirit in Crimson Moon's hand roared, and then Crimson Moon squeezed it as if she were about to crush a fly, and the old man immediately let out a heart-wrenching wail.

"You're nothing but a barking wild dog. When did I give you permission to speak?" Crimson Moon said coldly. Only when the wailing of the Primordial Spirit in her hand began to fade did she finally withdraw her hand, turn around and look at Bai Mo, asking:

"Since he's someone you know, and you remained indifferent to seeing him treated like this, are you perhaps your enemy?" Crimson Moon asked.

The old man groaning like a rat in Crimson Moon's hands was the taller of the Sun and Moon Elders. Now Bai Mo finally understood why the White Wing Duke had made such a foolish attack before.

Thinking of this, he looked at the White Wing Duke behind him, who was now broken into six pieces, and even felt a pang of sympathy in his eyes.

"Should we stop her?" Bai Mo asked the system space in his mind. Bai Wunan didn't say much, but with a wave of his hand, the answers from several powerful figures appeared directly in Bai Mo's mind.

"What's there to care about these two good-for-nothings? Tell that woman to increase the pressure." Dark said impatiently, while several Cinan laughter could be heard from the sidelines.

In another space, when Hell saw the Sun and Moon Elders appear, he put down the book he was holding, but only glanced at it. Then he focused his attention back on the book and slowly said:

"Let her vent her anger. It's probably because when she gained power, this woman didn't understand Magnetic Field Power and asked these two useless things for help. Hehe, she's probably furious."

They brought this on themselves. Since we can't kill them anyway, let them be.

As a victim of the teachings of the Sun and Moon Elders, he knew all too well what kind of temper those two old men had. In fact, compared to darkness, Crimson Moon's behavior was relatively mild.

Seeing Bai Mo helplessly gesturing with his hands, Crimson Moon said, "It doesn't seem to be of any major importance. But then again, any owner would choose to abandon or kill a mad dog that only barks."

The Old Man Solar Eclipse was still sobbing, "Waaah, you wretched woman! I went to all that trouble to teach you how to use your power, and you hurt my brother and even called me a dog. Bah! If I'm a dog, then you're dog shit, the shit I excreted!"

Crimson Moon exerted her strength again, and the old man was already almost like a dead dog.

"Teaching? I remember that was because I forgave your uninvited visit and allowed you to apologize. Besides, what you did deserve to be called teaching? You trash who only know how to curse like wild dogs have no right to call yourselves teachers."

"If it weren't for the fact that another soul happened to hand over something useful while I was punishing him, you two old dogs would have just become cosmic debris."

Just as Hell had expected, Bai Mo looked at Crimson Moon in front of him and suddenly felt that her temper wasn't so bad after all. Crimson Moon then put away the Sun and Moon Elders and sighed softly, "As a pre-war farce, it's truly pathetic."

She gazed at the distant Earth, then slowly rose, able to fly directly without using any power—a true manifestation of the Anti-Gravity Realm. A flash of light appeared, and the Demon Sword: Real of the World appeared beside her, not only completely repaired but also radiating immense power.

"Now the only one who can stop me is this outsider, Gaia, Alaya Consciousness. You never imagined that I would ultimately benefit from this misfortune." In an instant, Crimson Moon's power surged, far exceeding the strength of 500,000 horses.

That's far from all. To be able to repair the Demon Sword: Real of the World in such a short time and even improve it to a higher level, the enemy in front of Bai Mo must have reached the Atomic Fission Realm of at least 750,000 horsepower!

"Outsider, before the fight to the death, I have one more question for you."

Bai Mo remained silent, which was taken as tacit agreement. Crimson Moon slowly spoke, "You should know my past. Since that's the case, do you agree with my revenge? If you do, we can stop fighting now."

"To say such things at this moment is rather disappointing." A flash of cold light, Mad Giant Shark instantly appeared in his hand. A monstrous aura surged upwards, and the Mad Giant Shark's momentum was like that of a battle maniac, eager to destroy his opponent's sword and drink the enemy's blood.

Hearing this, Crimson Moon closed her eyes and nodded slightly, saying, "Yes, I'm sorry. Since the outcome is still undecided, I shouldn't have spoken in such a tone. It's an insult to you, and I apologize."

What I'm trying to say is that I need someone to guide me to understand this power more deeply, and clearly these two souls are useless. Relying solely on the * Bodhidharma Sutra * is too slow. You don't belong to either Gaia or Alaya Consciousness, therefore... it was somewhat of an involuntary decision."

"Indeed, having a good teacher is very important, and I'm much luckier than you in that respect. As for now, let us begin."

Bai Mo's figure also flew into the air. On Earth, the Holy Church was also observing this battle. In a movie theater, Ciel had also set up Magecraft. Arcueid sat in the last row, and Ciel was in the first row. The two temporarily stopped fighting and focused all their attention on the two people in front of them.

Under the bright moonlight, two figures blurred into a single afterimage as they charged toward each other.