171: Xuantian Palace destroyed

Ignoring the others, he let his gaze linger on Su Yuexin for a fleeting moment.

He then noticed the few from the Di Xue Family. He recognized a few of them, and since the ones he didn't recognize were standing with them, they likely belonged to the same tier.

After a brief glance, Ji Mo withdrew his gaze and looked at the Old Hall Master, who wore a gentle, ingratiating smile. A mocking smirk tugged at the corner of his lips.

"What is this? Now you call me Fellow Daoist instead of Devil Head?" Ji Mo said with a hint of mockery.

The old man caught the teasing tone in Ji Mo's voice. A flash of embarrassment crossed his face, but it vanished in an instant. With a solemn expression, he said to Ji Mo:

"Fellow Daoist, you are joking. The word 'Devil Head' was purely due to being bewitched by those from the Three Saints Sect and the Brotherhood Alliance. I was deceived by them; everything is a misunderstanding."

Whether it was Ji Mo or the others present, including the spectating Saint Rank Cultivators, everyone's lips twitched upon hearing the old man say this.

They couldn't help but sigh inwardly; this old man was truly shameless and had no bottom line. Yet, they had to admit that he certainly knew how to cast aside his dignity.

'An old man who refuses to die is a thief,' this phrase involuntarily surfaced in Ji Mo's mind.

"Back then, I heard that the Three Saints Sect and the Brotherhood Alliance paid a heavy price to request your help in investigating my information. That was your Xuantian Hall taking the initiative to interfere in our affairs."

Ji Mo didn't mind chatting a bit more. The longer the time dragged on, the more favorable it was for him. Among these people, the Sea Dragon King was the only one Ji Mo couldn't see through and needed to be cautious of.

"Fellow Daoist, I was also deceived by them! We had no dealings of interest between us. Back then, they claimed you were a great Devil Head of the Endless Sea Region and requested us to investigate your information. My Xuantian Hall only exposed your background for the sake of the safety of the Cultivators in the Endless Sea Region."

This old man was truly skilled at justifying himself, pushing all the blame onto dead people while portraying himself as a paragon of the Righteous Path. Ji Mo was almost speechless.

"I destroyed nine of your islands and killed one of your Deputy Hall Masters. What do you say to that?"

"Fellow Daoist, let us treat that as paying the price for our own mistakes! After all, we were in the wrong first. Let today's matters be put to rest."

Seeing Ji Mo's expression soften, the old man was secretly delighted. At the same time, he was secretly fuming, vowing that once he returned, he would find a way to make this brat pay.

"Enough, old man. Don't treat me like some naive novice who doesn't understand anything. What kind of place is the Endless Sea Region? It is a place where people eat people."

"Back then, before entering the Endless Sea Region, a Senior told me that if others are ferocious, I must be a thousand or ten thousand times more ferocious. If others are unreasonable, I must be even more overbearing than them. I am not a person who likes to cause trouble, but those who provoke me can only rest easy once they are dead. Do you understand what I mean?"

"Therefore, today, all of you must die."

"Kill!"

After saying this, Ji Mo unleashed his full power. His Battle Intent surged once more. After this period of respite, he had recovered to his peak state.

The Deputy Hall Master of Xuantian Hall, who was at the Saint Rank First Heaven, was now utterly terrified. That man was simply too terrifying; fighting a Saint Rank First Heaven was as easy as chopping melons and vegetables.

"Ah! I'm not fighting anymore!" After saying this, he actually turned and fled toward the distance.

How could Ji Mo let him run? Facing a battle of this level, to leave oneself completely exposed and turn one's back to the enemy was simply disrespectful.

"Instant Burst!"

This person's level was about the same as the Spear Saint, and furthermore, after the previous battle, he was now in a weakened state and could not block this strike from Ji Mo at all.

"Bang!"

A mist of blood exploded in the air, with blood splattering everywhere. The broken remains of the corpse flew in all directions. One more of the four Saint Ranks was gone; three remained.

Some timid Cultivators were already frightened to tears by Ji Mo's brutal killing methods. Not a single one of these Saint Ranks had remained intact; they were either torn to pieces or left with no corpse at all.

"Devil Head, even if I die, I will make you pay."

Seeing that there was no way to resolve this peacefully, the old man also fought for his life. Having roamed the sea region for over a thousand years, he naturally understood the situation.

He was not only burning his Saint Qi but also his Saint Blood and even his very life. His already aged face became even more withered, looking like a dried corpse.

However, the effect was significant. The limit of the sea-gazing mirror was raised once again, and the pressure it emitted made Ji Mo feel a faint sense of alarm.

"Seal the Heavens and Lock the Earth!"

The light of the Sacred Artifact traversed the Void Realm and descended upon Ji Mo once more. The number and quality of the rune chains were incomparable to before.

Even the Sword Qi emitted by the Sword Soul couldn't sever these rune chains. Or rather, it wasn't that they couldn't be severed, but it took dozens or hundreds of Sword Qi attacks to break just one. In this situation, it was meaningless; there were too many, practically endless, and he was firmly restricted.

"Little Devil Head! Today, even if I have to burn eighty percent of my Lifespan, I will destroy you."

This old man really did have a trump card he hadn't used, but Ji Mo was not worried.

It was merely a means to restrict him, not a way to kill him. Once his Lifespan was exhausted, that would be the time of his death.

"Light of World Destruction!"

With a shrill roar, the Sacred Artifact, the sea-gazing mirror, trembled. A terrifying might continued to condense, as if several nuclear bombs were exploding inside the mirror.

The irrepressible, terrifying might spread outwards, and the space constantly shattered under this looming, restrained power.

Ji Mo, who was locked on, felt a sense of palpitations in his heart. If he couldn't withstand this strike, he would surely die!

"Little Devil Head, go to your death!"

The sea-gazing mirror flew directly into the air, aiming at the suppressed Ji Mo. A terrifying beam of light shot out from the mirror, carrying the force of world destruction.

Wherever the beam passed, there was nothingness. Space was burned into a perfectly round hole, like a circular tunnel.

This strike chilled the hearts of everyone present. Even the always calm Sea Dragon Clan Leader's pupils shrank. If this strike hit him, he feared his true form would struggle to resist it.

Even those from the Di Xue Family were shocked. This Sacred Artifact was truly extraordinary; even compared to the Sacred Artifacts within their own Family, it was a top-tier existence.

"Sword Soul, emerge!"

While the sea-gazing mirror was brewing this strike, Ji Mo had already retrieved the Sword Soul from his Sea of Consciousness. With a thought, the Sword Soul severed the endless rune chains.

Taking this opportunity, he shifted his body several miles to the side, barely dodging this terrifying strike. A small part of his right side was still grazed by the Light of World Destruction.

Even his formidable Physical Body had no power to resist under this strike and was directly vaporized. Even his recovery speed slowed down significantly, and the residual energy continued to damage his wound.

Looking at his wound, he felt a lingering fear. If he had been hit by this strike, and if his elder brothers didn't step in, he might have to undergo Transmigration again!

The old man was also in disbelief. He hadn't expected his strike to be dodged; he had clearly restricted him, so how could this happen!

"Old man, I have to admire you. You old foxes truly have methods that shouldn't be underestimated. I fear that even a Saint Rank Third Heaven expert, if facing this strike head-on, would only have a dead end."

This was Ji Mo's honest opinion. This strike was indeed ridiculously strong; no wonder he hadn't seen the old thing use any other means.

With such a terrifying Sacred Artifact, he certainly wouldn't care for other methods.

"Devil Head! How did you dodge that strike? I had clearly restricted and sealed you."

Although he knew they were enemies, the old man couldn't help but ask.

Ji Mo didn't hide it. With a thought, the one-inch Sword Soul in his Sea of Consciousness appeared once again.

"It was this that allowed me to sever your rune chains."

"The Sword Soul itself? Is this the terror of condensing form from formlessness?"

Although the old man had lived a long time, there were indeed very few existences like the Sword Soul in these Lower Four Domains of the Endless Sea Region. It was understandable that he was unsure.

"That's right, it is the Sword Soul itself. I also used it for the first time; I didn't expect it to be so effective!"

"Old man, do you have any last words? If not, I will have to send you on your way!"

However, he was just saying it; he didn't actually mean to ask. His figure flashed, and he rushed directly toward the old man.

The previous strike had already drained the old thing dry. He was no match for Ji Mo at all and was directly blasted apart by a single punch.