Heaven Slaying Blade

His own strength was indeed too powerful, not to mention his age, he was extraordinarily formidable!

He mastered several Great Daos and was able to cultivate each one to such a consummate level, which could be called an absolute miracle in the entire history of cultivation!

It's not an exaggeration to say—there is no one like him in this world!

In an instant, Chu Mo completely changed his appearance and the aura on his body.

At this moment, everyone's attention was on the battle, completely oblivious to his transformation.

Yet this was the result that Chu Mo had calculated before he began to act!

Therefore, he performed very naturally and smoothly, without a trace of suspicion. Even Zi Dao, who had been staring at him, experienced an illusion for a moment: How did Chu Mo suddenly disappear?

Zi Dao was shocked, truly struck by awe.

He was also a giant in the ancestral realm!

Although he acknowledged the notion that among cultivators of the same realm, there were differences in strength, wasn't this too exaggerated? Right under his nose, Chu Mo blatantly transformed into another person. Then, more astonishingly, the elderly man exuding an ethereal aura suddenly appeared again where Chu Mo had originally been sitting after a momentary blur!

He sat there quietly, with his head raised, watching the increasingly fierce battle in the small world above!

It was simply like seeing a ghost!

In that instant, Zi Dao even began to doubt his own judgment.

Because he indeed saw Chu Mo stand up and walk forward, turning into another person in one step. Then, he saw the elderly man exuding an ethereal aura still sitting there nonchalantly.

Splitting, transformation... These divine abilities were not considered difficult for cultivators of their realm. But to perform it as Chu Mo did, in front of a large audience... completing all this without anyone knowing, wasn't easy!

More importantly, Chu Mo's incarnation sitting there, with its aura and domain, showed no changes at all!

At least, in the eyes of Zi Dao, who was also a giant in the ancestral realm, there was no difference!

One divided into two!

Seamless!

Zi Dao's mouth couldn't help but open slightly. He was now very doubtful of his eyes and judgment. What finally convinced him that all of this was real was a divine thought that suddenly entered his mental sea: "Set off immediately now and wait for me at the gate of the main hall."

Then, Zi Dao watched as that ascetic in linen clothes leisurely walked toward the wall corner even in front of many bigwigs.

At this moment, a deep and fiery emotion almost brought Zi Dao to tears from deep within his heart! He even had the impulse to rush over and join Chu Mo in rescuing Ouyang Fei!

We're not related, yet Chu Mo helps me like this? How can I repay him for this favor? Even if it's my life... I would be willing!

"Don't be impulsive, I have a plan. You just need to do as I say. I have old ties with you, and we can talk about this later." Chu Mo's divine thought transmitted into Zi Dao's mental sea.

Zi Dao was both moved and puzzled, desperately searching through his memories, trying to find when he'd met this familiar face before.

At this moment, the people in the banquet hall cheered again.

Because the battle between Wulong and the Mane God was incredibly intense!

The combat powers of both sides were about the same; Wulong might be slightly stronger, but the Mane God held the Devil Umbrella. At the moment, the Devil Umbrella had already opened, emanating a terrifying and chilling power. It continuously struck at Wulong. Wulong was not to be outdone; the Vajra Sword in his hand was equally formidable.

Rumble!

The small world continuously emitted booming sounds, and the scene even made people doubt whether this small world could withstand the impact of battles between two ancestral realm giants. It seemed like it could break at any time and come crashing down on everyone's head like the sky falling...

This sense of tension and excitement made all the beings in the banquet hall feel their blood boil.

Various cheers echoed, and all the beings became excited.

Even Xie Xie's seductive face showed a hint of excitement.

No one noticed Chu Mo's incarnation, the ascetic in linen, nor did anyone notice the transformed Zi Dao quietly leaving the banquet hall.

When Chu Mo passed by General Wulong's female subordinate guarding Ouyang Fei and the others, the previously extremely cold woman was watching the small world with fanaticism, shouting loudly, "General, ****! Kill him!"

She didn't even glance at Chu Mo passing by her side!

No joke, who dares to make trouble in such a place? That would be courting death!

Ouyang Fei had no interest in the excitement; her heart was filled with endless anger and desolate helplessness. That sense of fate being out of her control left her heart feeling ashen.

At this moment, a divine thought suddenly transmitted into her mental sea.

"Ouyang Fei, don't be afraid, I'm here to save you."

Though Ouyang Fei's cultivation was sealed, she was still a cultivator who had stepped into the ancestral realm. Although deeply shocked, her facial expression showed no change. She merely glanced at Chu Mo and discreetly blinked to signal she understood.

Then, Chu Mo passed by Ouyang Fei.

Like a wind blowing over, Ouyang Fei instantly disappeared, but shortly after, she reappeared intact. Still with a look of desolation, she hung her head, motionless.

At that moment, the fanatical female guard looked over suspiciously, but she only saw the ascetic in linen slowly leaving.

The female guard disdainfully pursed her lips and continued to turn back to watch the battle scene in the small world.

Chu Mo walked calmly toward the entrance of the hall.

Shrinking Ground into Inches!

With a single step, he reached the entrance, and after stepping out the door, he saw Zi Dao standing there.

Chu Mo directly transmitted a wave of divine sense: "I've got the person. Let's go."

The two figures almost vanished instantly.

A lot of beings from the Gray Land had gathered outside, for they were not qualified to enter the banquet hall. They were all waiting outside, intensely focused on the huge Mirror Divine Power in the sky.

In the mirror, the battle between General Wulong and Mane God General was being broadcasted in real-time!

The atmosphere outside was even more frenzied than inside the banquet hall, with people gambling and making wagers. Various shouts, cheers, and curses were repeatedly heard without pause.

No one paid any attention to Chu Mo and Zi Dao disappearing in an instant.

At the same time, Meng Na's voice was already guiding Chu Mo in his mind, indicating the way to go.

Soon, Chu Mo and Zi Dao had arrived outside Evil City and immediately sprang into action, running at full speed.

In the blink of an eye, billions of miles of starry sky swept past behind them.

Then, Chu Mo saw the figure of Meng Na.

Meng Na was somewhat surprised to see Chu Mo bringing someone along.

"A friend of mine," Chu Mo explained briefly.

Meng Na didn't ask further, leading Chu Mo and Zi Dao directly toward a void.

A barrier existed there, and all three could sense its presence.

Boom!

With a loud explosion, this barrier couldn't stop the three.

After breaking in, they saw another Mirror Divine Power inside, with a group of beings from the Gray Land gathered there, shouting fervently as they watched the battle between Wulong and Mane God.

The battle was already near its conclusion. Both giant figures in the ancestral realm were wounded, and it was clear that the Mane God General seemed to have gained the upper hand!

Because Wulong's expression was very unpleasant, as if he had suffered a significant loss.

Faced with the sudden intrusion of three powerful beings, the group of Gray Land beings guarding the rift was utterly shocked. Before they could even open their mouths to inquire, Chu Mo, Zi Dao, and Meng Na had already made their move!

Time was of the essence!

Though they were tens of billions of miles away from Evil City, this distance meant nothing to real strong beings.

The joint attack of three ancestral giants was truly unparalleled.

The guard force here consisted of a single ancestral Grey Land being, with the rest being all peak Great Saint Realm. On a usual day, this force wouldn't be so weak, but today, all had gone to celebrate Xie Xie's birthday!

If anyone dared to attack from the Tunnel side, those guarding here would send out a signal at the first opportunity. But unexpectedly, no attack came from the Tunnel; instead, the Gray Land's internal issues erupted.

Caught this group off guard!

The ancestral giant roared in anger but was directly interrupted by three attacks!

Chu Mo, Zi Dao, and Meng Na didn't need to communicate; they directly launched their strongest attacks against the ancestral being. The resulting waves directly smashed those peak Great Saint Realm beings to bits.

With a single strike, the ancestral Gray Land being was gravely injured, but he still managed to send out a signal for help.

However, it was of no use now, because the second attack from Chu Mo and the others directly shattered him to pieces!

The dignified ancestral being was utterly crippled in two rounds. Though not completely dead, he had already lost all combat power.

Chu Mo and the others did not finish him off, ignoring him and, under Meng Na's lead, plunged directly toward the rift.

All three attacked together!

The Heaven Slaying in Chu Mo's hand slashed out a blade light fiercer than anything.

With a single cut, the seal cracked wide open!

Zi Dao and Meng Na were a bit stunned.

"Go!"

Chu Mo shouted loudly, charging in head-first.

Meng Na and Zi Dao, gritting their teeth, followed him in.

As Chu Mo broke through the rift, it quickly closed again.

This place was left with only the ancestral Gray Land being's fragmented primordial spirit, roaring: "Enemy attack! Enemy attack! Enemy attack!"