Heaven Slaying Blade

The forbidden artifact was clearly a dharma instrument crafted by an ancient clan, and it already possessed a fairly complete spirit. Under the suppression of Chu Mo's Great Dao, the spirit rose up directly. It was an ancient ancestor standing tall, roaring and glaring at Chu Mo, unwilling to be suppressed.

"Surrender or vanish into thin air!"

Chu Mo said coldly, slashing towards the spirit with his blade.

The killing intent of Heaven Slaying was truly sinister. In this world, there was hardly anything it couldn't cut through. So when Chu Mo swung his blade, the spirit was so scared that it was nearly scattered soul and spirit.

"Spare me, great immortal, spare me! I am willing to surrender, willing to surrender!"

As it spoke, the spirit directly kicked the Mane God Patriarch away.

This scene left everyone dumbfounded.

Could it be done this way?

A top-level dharma instrument… is it subdued just like that?

Such a powerful dharma instrument, its spirit has no integrity at all?

Chu Mo raised his hand and chopped off the head of the unconscious Mane God Patriarch, then after thinking for a moment, kicked it back to the ruins of the Chu Clan's royal family. Far from the two ancient ancestors of the Dongfang Family, another flagpole was erected. The head of the Mane God Patriarch was hung on it directly.

Then, Chu Mo violently subdued the forbidden artifact, using his primordial spirit's power to directly inhabit the artifact. He firmly sealed the spirit.

To Chu Mo, the spirit was ultimately dispensable. It's just a dharma instrument that, at critical moments, betrays its master to save itself, which is not reliable at all.

Afterwards, Chu Mo kicked the Mane God Patriarch's body into the dust, landing on the light net. After a series of frenzied explosions, the body with infinite essence energy became nourishment for the light net.

Having done all this, Chu Mo looked at the increasingly brilliant light net below. Beneath that light net, tens of trillions of Gray Land creatures had all been exterminated. No one could escape this great calamity.

Chu Mo exhaled a long breath, waved his hand, and watched as the light net gradually dissipated. It transformed into boundless essence energy, returning to Heaven and Earth.

The Endless Mountain and rivers here were once again full of life.

Chu Mo consumed a considerable amount of energy, though outsiders could hardly tell. They could only sense that unparalleled majesty emanating from him.

When Chu Mo returned to the ruins with Old Huang Dog, Dongfang Yunluo admiredly glanced at Chu Mo: "You really are setting a pace for becoming the enemy of the world!"

Chu Mo glanced at the head of the Mane God Patriarch hanging on the flagpole, still unconscious. The corners of his mouth moved slightly, but he said nothing.

"Good, those Gray Land beasts, they all deserve to die," said Dongfang Hengtai.

Chu Mo looked at him and suddenly said, "Yet I didn't see you take any action to kill them, only that you were consuming each other in tacit agreement."

Both Dongfang Yunluo and Dongfang Hengtai were silenced, the two ancient ancestors.

After a long while, Dongfang Yunluo said, "So, you are great, and we are not as good as you."

Chu Mo smiled, "There's no point in saying this. I've never been great nor a gentleman. No one should bind me with the moral standards of this world. I am who I am. I do what I want to do."

Dongfang Hengtai said, "Should you not find us a companion?"

Chu Mo was slightly taken aback.

Dongfang Hengtai continued, "This little thing from Gray Land is unworthy of being our partner."

"That's why I keep it away from you," Chu Mo said. "Otherwise, I fear you might spit at each other."

"..." Dongfang Yunluo.

"..." Dongfang Hengtai.

"However, your urgent desire to gain more partners, I can consider," Chu Mo said seriously, "The two closest ancient ancestors, one is from the Ancient Cao Clan, the other from the Ancient Zhao Clan. You choose, which one to hit first?"

Dongfang Yunluo said without hesitation, "The Cao Clan."

Chu Mo asked, "Why?"

"I have a grudge with them," Dongfang Yunluo said earnestly, as if a strategist discussing with a marshal about the next attack.

"What kind of reason is that? You have a grudge, uh… well, I have a grudge with them too. But why not strike the Zhao Clan first?" Chu Mo asked.

"The Zhao Clan is difficult to attack," Dongfang Hengtai remarked from the side. "Within the Ancient Zhao Clan, there are four ancient ancestors of the Supreme Realm. Of course, they may pose the least threat to you. However, in the Zhao Clan, there exists a Heavenly Genius closest to the Supreme! That person, hehe… if not for your appearance, might have only needed a few more years before facing disaster. He knows it too, so he has always been reluctant to break through the Supreme barrier."

Dongfang Hengtai's face bore a trace of mockery, and he said flatly, "But now, because of your emergence, Young Master Chu, I think his status within the Zhao Clan must have skyrocketed, as the entire Zhao Clan would place more than half their hope on him, hoping he can stop you!"

"Why say so?" Chu Mo frowned slightly.

"It's simple. Those two entities only prohibit Supreme Realm cultivators from targeting you. But for all cultivators below the Supreme, they turn a blind eye. This secret should now be known even to elder-level individuals," Dongfang Hengtai said indifferently, "So, those who want to kill you can only be those below the Supreme Realm."

"Oh, I understand." Chu Mo nodded. "Have you done the same thing?"

Dongfang Hengtai and Dongfang Yunluo immediately understood what Chu Mo was asking, and their expressions became somewhat peculiar.

"I get it, you've done it too." Chu Mo nodded. "So, in this world, no one is innocent. No one should feel too clean. I understand your feelings. I'll start with the Zhao Clan then."

"..." Dongfang Hengtai and Dongfang Yunluo both looked speechless.

Heaven and Earth conscience, they really weren't lying!

Such is human nature!

They have no hope left anymore. Even if someone saves them at this moment, they can only exist in the world as cultivators of the ancestral realm at most for the rest of their lives.

If they can't return to the Supreme level, they won't be able to plan matters after reincarnation. Without planning for reincarnation, once they awaken their memories in the future, the hope of returning to the Supreme is extremely slim, almost nonexistent.

In other words, the two of them are completely ruined.

Do they hate Chu Mo? Of course they do, with deep-seated hatred! They wish they could eat his flesh, strip his skin, and drink his blood!

But they also don't want others to have it easy!

Thirteen ancient clans in total, dozens of ancient ancestors at the Supreme level, all took part in the destruction of the Chu royal family back in the day. So why are just the two of them so unlucky? Decapitated and hung on display on the flagpole?

Therefore, they desperately wish for new partners to join!

At this time, whether it was Dongfang Yunluo or Dongfang Hengtai, their hatred for Chu Mo had already turned into a very strange emotion. Hating to the extreme... cough cough, it's not love; these two ancient ancestors haven't fallen to such a low level. This strange emotion is that they can't even muster the drive to hate anymore.

Then, their hope intensified, wishing Chu Mo could hang all the heads of the Supreme ancient ancestors from the thirteen ancient clans here. Then, when everyone is left with a head, no one would mock anyone else.

No one should have it easy!

So, their suggestion to Chu Mo is truly sincere, with no ulterior motives at all!

"The Ancient Cao Clan has a total of three Supreme ancient ancestors, and overall strength that is slightly stronger than our Ancient Dongfang Clan. With those ancient ancestors unable to help at all, one net sweep from you can destroy one-third of the Cao Clan's disciples. A few times would suffice." Dongfang Yunluo continued to sincerely suggest.

"You should first pick the tough bones to chew, let those from the Cao Clan live in fear all the time, that's more interesting." Chu Mo seriously discussed with them.

If the outside world knew of the conversation between the three, they'd likely collapse.

Unfortunately, there was no one else here.

At this moment, the Mane God Patriarch slowly awoke, and upon discovering only its head remained and was hung on the flagpole, it instantly fell apart, roaring at Chu Mo, "Why did you do this to me?"

Chu Mo smiled, "Why shouldn't I do this to you?"

At this point, Zi Dao and Ouyang Fei arrived together from the depths of the far away royal family.

Ouyang Fei caught sight of the Mane God Patriarch's head, her eyes filled with endless hatred, and she couldn't help but spit in disgust. She could never forget her ordeal in Gray Land years ago. It was this old thing that took interest in her, wanting to use her as a wager.

Of course, that Wulong General wasn't any better!

All deserved to die!

The Mane God Patriarch also saw Ouyang Fei and immediately shut its mouth. It already knew that its calamity was unavoidable.

It disdainfully refused to speak to Ouyang Fei, instead coldly looking at Chu Mo: "By doing this, aren't you afraid of angering the Evil Foot Supreme Ancient Ancestor?"

"Can it come over?" Chu Mo blinked, looking at the Mane God Patriarch.

The Mane God Patriarch was immediately speechless but then sneered coldly, "If it wants to come over, a mere crack can't stop it!"

"Oh." Chu Mo nodded, then smiled at Ouyang Fei, "Sister-in-law, do you want to kill it?"

Ouyang Fei laughed and shook her head, "It's fine like this, why kill it?"

"Pah!" The Mane God Patriarch spat heavily, then coldly said, "Bitch, if not for Chu Mo, relying on you? You'd just be a plaything under my crotch, who do you think you are?"

Ouyang Fei's pretty face turned pale, her eyes full of anger, but she quickly restrained her rage, calmly saying, "You just want to provoke me? You old Mane Dog, think I'll fall for it? No need to say more, if I wasn't severely injured back then and sealed by you Gray Land beasts, I wouldn't fear you at all!"

Zi Dao also came forward at this moment, holding Ouyang Fei's hand, then glanced contemptuously at the Mane God Patriarch's head, faintly saying, "Since it's already like this, why keep a human form? Better reveal your dog head."

Woof!

Huang was displeased.

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