135: Water Saint Cancer

To avoid exposing his plans, Ji Mo did not use a teleportation array, because this time he was preparing to pull off something big.

In any case, there was no rush. Once he left the area of Dinghai Island, he could kill Yao Beasts along the way and accumulate some monster beast pills.

If he could encounter a powerful race and wipe them out, wouldn't he be making a fortune?

Combining these two reasons, this was why Ji Mo chose to continue traveling alone through the sea region.

Per the usual rules, when no one was paying attention, he dove ten thousand meters into the seabed, caught a mount, and sped along. Ten days later, he finally exited this blockaded area.

Along the way, Ji Mo even sensed Divine Sense at the Saint Realm sweeping across the entire sea, but it was useless. Ji Mo, inside the heaven and earth creation bell, was not something a Saint Realm Divine Sense could scan.

After another five days of rapid travel, following the route Ji Mo had planned, no one should be able to track him now.

The slaughter began; the doomsday of the Sea Race had arrived.

Deep in the seabed, all of the Protective Aura in Ji Mo's body was transferred to the heaven and earth furnace, leaving not a single shred behind.

Blackened ~ Super Saiyan activated, God Slaying Art activated at ten times power.

Why was it "blackened"? Because the black color of the small furnace was continuously deepening, and the golden flames on Ji Mo's body had now turned into a black-gold color.

"This image now is somewhat worthy of the title of fierce person; it looks a bit like a Demonic Path Cultivator."

Ji Mo said with some self-deprecation at the bottom of the sea.

"Who cares about the image, as long as it's strong. Anyway, in this entire Plane, there are only a few people that I care about."

Half a month later.

Ji Mo had been killing his way along, and the harvest was decent; his strength had now increased to 1400 Dragon.

During this half-month of slaughter, he finally encountered a large race.

The Water Saint Giant Crab race; simply put, they were large crabs with prominent Bloodlines.

That day, Ji Mo was swinging his fists, taking out little friends one by one. Whether they were at the Ninggang Realm or the Void Shattering Realm, these Yao Beasts were no match for Ji Mo in a single exchange.

The bloody aura caused by this terrifying slaughter alarmed the giant crabs of the Water Saint Giant Crab race patrolling outside.

Two giant crabs, dozens of zhang in size, surged toward Ji Mo, carrying rolling ocean undercurrents.

"Human Race, this is the territory of our Water Saint race. Slaughtering the Sea Race here is a provocation to our race."

"Big Head, why waste words with him? It's rare for a human to come here. Just kill him to satisfy our craving. If we can get two Cultivation Techniques, that would be a huge profit."

"Second Head, you are indeed smart. Kill him. It just so happens the Clan Chief is lacking Cultivation Techniques. If there is an Earth Rank Advanced Cultivation Technique, the Clan Chief can also Breakthrough to the Saint Realm."

Ji Mo's eyes lit up when he heard this. These two guys looked remarkably clever, and the information revealed in their words was very valuable to him.

This large crab race clearly did not have a Saint Realm expert. Even the Clan Chief lacked a Cultivation Technique and had not achieved a Breakthrough to the Saint Realm.

As for any Grand Elder, it goes without saying; if there really were a Grand Elder, the Clan Chief would not be lacking a Cultivation Technique.

After so long, heaven has pity; he finally had a target of his own.

Now, Ji Mo only hoped that there would be many members of this large crab race so he could improve himself a bit more.

"Instant Burst!"

With the aura of these two large crabs at the Peak of the Ninggang Realm, Ji Mo raised his fist and threw out 1000 Dragon of power.

"Bang!"

The two large crabs were instantly blown away, but they did not die, nor were they even injured.

This was somewhat incredible. Their race having no Cultivation Technique meant their Bloodline was average; how could they not be killed by a force of a thousand Dragons?

"Come again!" This time, Ji Mo struck with 2000 Dragon of power.

"Crack!"

This was the sound of the large crab's back shell shattering. 2000 Dragon of power had ultimately exceeded the force it could withstand.

He followed up with another punch, blasting its head to pieces, and collected its dozens-of-zhang-long corpse.

Looking at the crab called Big Head, it finally came to its senses and was instantly enraged; its red crab shell became even more vivid.

Waving its pair of huge pincers, it charged up. Ji Mo, intending to test the methods of this large crab race, did not retaliate.

"Clang."

The huge pincers opened, and with a sinister grin, it clamped onto Ji Mo, but it produced a sound like gold and iron clashing.

Ji Mo felt it; the force of this clamp was actually 1500 Dragon of power. It meant nothing to him because his own strength was great and his defense was terrifying.

One must know that he only had the aura of the Ninggang Realm! If it were their Clan Chief, it probably had 10,000 Dragon of power. To be able to occupy a territory in the sea region, it naturally possessed Saint Realm power.

"Controllable! No problem."

Knowing the information he wanted, he blasted the opponent to pieces with one punch, threw it into the heaven and earth creation bell to refine, and obtained two monster beast pills a moment later.

Ji Mo threw them into his mouth and felt it; his strength had increased by about 200,000 jin. It was a bit trashy, but it was still not bad.

With such a large body size, it would take more than 100 of them to increase his strength by two Dragon; it would take 700 to match the improvement brought by one Sea Dragon.

He casually caught a Yao Beast nearby and ordered it to take him to the territory of the large crab race.

You wouldn't believe it, but it was quite far; it took a good half a day before he arrived at the territory of the large crabs.

What did Ji Mo see? Looking out, there were dense crowds of large crabs, layer upon layer, some several meters large, others dozens of meters large.

He was drooling over the ones a few meters in size; truly, if the Bloodline isn't enough, quantity makes up for it.

The dense crowd of large crabs surrounded a palace complex occupying dozens of miles.

In this palace complex, there were still quite a few humanoid creatures active. Some parts of these humanoid creatures still retained the appearance of crabs.

Some had crab heads, some had arms with large pincers exposed, and others still had crab legs for the lower body; they were bizarre and varied.

Now, Ji Mo could not use Protective Aura, sword techniques, or the heaven and earth creation bell; he could only use the power of his Physical Body.

Many area-of-effect methods could not be deployed, which was very annoying.

There was no other way; kill as many as he could. He just needed to ensure those big guys didn't run away.

Searching for the Legacy of the Hegemon Fist later was what really mattered. Ji Mo believed that the Legacy of the Hegemon Fist definitely contained large-scale lethal Martial Skills.

"Instant Burst, Instant Burst, Instant Burst..."

With a loud shout, Ji Mo swung dozens, even hundreds of punches at the palace below.

Each silent punch force slammed violently onto the defensive barrier of the palace complex.

After taking only a dozen or so hits of this ten-thousand-Dragon punch power, the defensive barrier shattered instantly.

This also gave those Water Saint Giant Crabs below time to react.

A middle-aged man's arm suddenly expanded, and a huge crab pincer, over ten thousand meters in size, rose to meet Ji Mo's punch force.

"Rumble."

The collision of ten thousand Dragon of power was massive in scale, and the water within this space was instantly evaporated into water molecules.

This should be the Clan Chief of the large crabs, with cultivation at the Peak of the Half-Saint Realm; this crab pincer was indeed formidable.

Under the bombardment of Ji Mo's dozens of punches, there was no damage at all; the crab pincer remained shiny and bright.