60: Destroy Villain Island

All these injuries were left behind during that final, terrifying collision and explosion.

At this moment, Ji Mo only felt exhaustion drowning him like a tide, but he gritted his teeth, forcefully supporting his tottering body.

He hurriedly reached into his Storage Space and grabbed a handful of Medicinal Pills.

At this moment, how could he still care whether these Medicinal Pills were monster beast pills, spiritual qi pills, or Protective Aura Pills.

His Protective Aura was nearly depleted, and his body was exhausted to the extreme; it was as if every inch of his skin and every bone were emitting painful wails, existing in a state of extreme deficiency.

His ability to persist until now relied entirely on the strenuous support of his own tremendously powerful Physical Body strength.

The Cultivators from Villain Island surrounding him had long been frightened to the point of Soul Flying Away and Spirit Scattering by this earth-shattering, ghost-wailing battle.

In their many years of wicked deeds, this was the first time they had witnessed such a world-destroying scene.

However, these people were ultimately evildoers, and among them were a few audacious individuals.

Seeing Ji Mo in his current state, they felt this was an excellent opportunity.

"That brat is heavily injured right now! We absolutely cannot give him time to recover, or else we will all die!"

One of them shouted loudly.

"That's right! Everyone attack together! Whoever manages to kill him will become the new boss of our Villain Island!"

Another person agreed, his voice filled with greed and ambition.

Under such tempting Gu, everyone was moved, and their eyes flickered with frantic light.

Various Protective Aura attacks descended upon Ji Mo one after another like a raging storm.

Ji Mo, however, had actually been waiting for them to make a move.

He cleverly controlled his recovery speed; if he recovered too quickly, these people would definitely scatter like birds and beasts, and he didn't want them to escape easily.

By deliberately displaying an extremely weak state, he successfully made these bandits feel that they had an advantage to exploit.

Ji Mo's body flickered, dodging nimbly amidst the overwhelming attacks, while secretly accumulating his own Protective Aura.

Occasionally, he would pretend to block a few attacks and counterattack individual enemies, but the force of each strike was controlled perfectly, merely injuring the opponent without taking their life.

Consequently, the attackers grew even more excited.

The commotion when Ji Mo fought Seven Blades Yin earlier was too great, attracting even the several hundred Acquired Disciples of Villain Island.

These Acquired underlings continuously cheered on the Cultivators attacking Ji Mo from the sidelines, causing the scene to become chaotic for a time.

Under the siege of these evildoers, Ji Mo was quietly and rapidly recovering.

Amidst the fierce Protective Aura attacks, the Protective Aura constantly broke down and dissipated after entering the Void Realm. Ji Mo seized this opportunity to hide all the heaven and earth furnace into the Void Realm, freely absorbing this ownerless and dense energy.

Before long, Ji Mo's Protective Aura had recovered by more than half.

Immediately after, Ji Mo utilized the Lightness Skill to its maximum extent, his figure flickering like a ghost as he distanced himself from the crowd of evildoers.

Subsequently, all the heaven and earth furnace rapidly condensed, transforming into the most powerful heaven and earth creation bell. While dodging attacks, his fingers moved like flying, rapidly forming Hand Seals.

The miniaturized heaven and earth creation bell on his chest began to constantly accumulate power.

Ji Mo cautiously concealed its Aura, afraid that these people would sense its terror and flee in fear.

As the True Gang Qi around him continuously poured into the cauldron of creation bell, that power gradually grew so strong that Ji Mo could no longer conceal it.

Finally, Ji Mo stopped moving, and the cauldron of creation bell on his chest was no longer hidden. Like a golden shooting star, it flew straight towards the crowd behind him.

Instantly, a light like a small sun reappeared in the sky, suspended above the crowd, erupting with boundless, chilling might.

"Clang, clang, clang..."

Nine consecutive deafening bell chimes rang out; the sound was like rolling heavenly thunder exploding beside their ears.

Wherever the sound waves passed, everyone felt their Soul tremble, and their bodies instantly stiffened, unable to move.

After the bell chime, an extremely violent energy storm radiated outward from the center of the bell body like surging ocean waves.

Anyone swept by this energy storm was slammed as if hit hard by a speeding semi-truck.

Their bodies plummeted toward the ground like meteors, blasting out shocking craters upon impact.

The island, already battered and broken from the previous battle, was only worsened by the ravages of this fierce energy storm.

Rocks and stones looked as if they had been struck by heavy hammers, shattering and crumbling, with debris flying everywhere like raindrops.

The trees on the island were even less resistant, instantly being shredded into dust by the violent energy and scattered into the air.

Where the storm swept through, small hills that had been relatively tall were instantly lowered by a layer, becoming barren and leaving behind only devastation.

The seawater surrounding the island seemed to be pulled by some powerful force, and the water level suddenly dropped by more than 10 meters.

Immediately afterward, the sea, like an enraged fierce beast, surged up with boundless giant waves centered on the island, spreading outward like walls of water.

And those Acquired underlings watching the battle nearby suffered an even greater catastrophe.

The underlings closest to the battlefield didn't have time to react at all; their bodies instantly exploded under the powerful energy impact, turning into dazzling scarlet fireworks that burst forth with tragic light.

The situation was not much better for the underlings who were slightly further away.

One by one, their faces were pale, and they coughed up large mouthfuls of blood.

Those with a deeper cultivation base barely clung to half a life, their breath weak.

As for those with slightly weaker cultivation, they were already exhaling more than inhaling, their lives flickering like candles in the wind, ready to be extinguished at any moment.

The entirety of Villain Island now resembled a living hell, a scene of utter misery.

Ji Mo drew the Long Sword at his waist.

With a flash of cold light, he swung out streaks of fierce Sword Qi toward the Innate True Gang Realm Cultivators who had been blasted away and knocked unconscious.

Wherever the Sword Qi went, it was sharp enough to cut through tofu, instantly severing the last life force of these individuals and ending their wicked lives.

After dealing with these Xiantian Masters, Ji Mo turned his gaze toward the Acquired underlings.

The cauldron of creation bell flew up again, suspended above the crowd.

A few crisp sounds rang out, and sound waves rippled forth. Wherever they passed, the Acquired underlings instantly lost their life force and silently fell to the ground.

Subsequently, the cauldron of creation bell decomposed into many small furnace, covering the bodies of the crowd.

Because of the large number of people this time, Ji Mo spent a full half an hour refining all of them.

Once the refining was complete, only piles of clothing were left on the ground.

Ji Mo collected hundreds of Storage Rings, simultaneously taking numerous Xiantian weapons into his possession.

In truth, Ji Mo felt a sense of lingering fear.

Recalling this battle, it could be called the most devastating one he had ever experienced.

If Seven Blades Yin had comprehended Saber Intent, then the one lying on the ground right now would probably have been himself.

After dealing with all of this, Ji Mo flew to the several great halls where Seven Blades Yin had resided.

Stepping into the hall, he couldn't help but sigh inwardly that this person truly indulged in every possible pleasure.

He saw a group of beautiful women in revealing clothing hiding deep within the great hall, trembling, their eyes filled with fear and despair.

Ji Mo had no killing intent; after all, these women were clearly poor wretches who had been abducted to serve the evildoers.

He slowly walked up to the crowd and said softly:

"I am a Disciple of the Peerless Sect. I came here solely to suppress and kill the villains of Villain Island.

Now, everyone on Villain Island has been executed by me. You are free.

Now, I will give you two choices.

First, you can find a ship yourselves and return to the Heavenly Dragon Empire.

Second, wait until my secluded cultivation ends, and I will personally escort you back to the Heavenly Dragon Empire."

Hearing Ji Mo's words, the women were first stunned, then wept tears of joy.

On Villain Island, they had lived lives worse than death. If they failed to serve properly,

they would be beaten and cursed by the evildoers. Their lives were worthless, and if one died, another batch would simply be captured.

Now, they finally saw the hope of regaining their freedom.

At this moment, a beautiful woman, approximately twenty-seven or twenty-eight years old, stepped forward, her eyes tearful, and said gratefully:

"Thank you, Young Master, for saving our lives.

We are willing to return with Young Master. We hope Young Master can look after us along the way."