NOVEL NEXT Chapter 981: Senior
Lin Mo stared at the green bamboo sword in front of him, roughly two fingers wide and about three feet three inches long, its whole body as if carved from the most ordinary green bamboo, yet it faintly contained an unsettling aura.
"First-grade Spiritual Artifact!"
Lin Mo immediately recognized the grade of this bamboo sword.
At this moment, Lin Mo's eyes widened.
He saw the green bamboo sword slowly slide open, forming a green fan; it turned out this wasn't a bamboo sword, but actually eleven forged swords, indistinguishable in size or color.
Whizz, whizz, whizz, whizz!
Eleven green bamboo swords instantly flew to surround the Qingxuan Sect Master, their tips facing downward, forming a sword array with the Qingxuan Sect Master at its center, spinning slowly.
"My Green Sword Divine Technique is just one Green Sword away from achieving Great Perfection, but even with these eleven Green Swords, killing you is as easy as reaching into a bag!"
Qingxuan Sect Master spoke indifferently, his voice carrying an endless chill.
"Alright, let me see if your Green Sword Divine Technique is more formidable, or my Heavenly Reversal Nine Swords."
Lin Mo gritted his teeth. The combat power of every cultivator cannot be solely determined by their cultivation level; it includes factors such as cultivation techniques, combat skills, combat power amplitude, intelligence, adaptability, level of magic, and insight into the laws of spiritual energy.
The resulting combat outcome is drawn from these various factors.
For instance, in the cultivation world, it is not uncommon for innate strong people to instantly defeat Condensation Stage cultivators, and even some can defeat Golden Core cultivators, determined by various factors.
Of course, a genius who can slay Golden Core Stage cultivators with innate realm power might appear once every one hundred thousand years, and each one is incredibly precious within their sect.
Whizz, whizz, whizz, whizz! In an instant, those eleven green bamboo swords were already above the Qingxuan Sect Master, forming odd shapes, unaligned top and bottom, left and right, with each sword emitting a pale green light, barely connected by threads, resembling a flood dragon emerging, sword bodies brimming
with killing intent, nearly freezing the surrounding air.
The first move of Heavenly Reversal Nine Swords, Shadowless.
Lin Mo swung the Heavenly Reversal Nine Swords in his hand, and suddenly, four Lin Mos appeared in the sky simultaneously wielding their longswords, then the four figures merged into one, a sword light cold as nineteen states!
"Roar!"
Simultaneously, the flood dragon formed by the eleven green bamboo swords came with a faint dragon roar, transforming into a swimming dragon, traversing space, and charging toward Lin Mo.
Qingxuan Sect's location, three hundred meters away.
The primordial energy in the air trembled, space seemed on the verge of being torn apart by these two powerful auras.
Those martial artists with slightly lower strength were already spitting blood, while those stronger barely managed to open their eyes, only to see a cold light and a green light in the sky colliding at super speed.
"Boom, boom, boom, boom, boom, boom, boom, boom, boom, boom!" Thunder-like sounds continued to resound, the generated shock waves expanding outward in circles, affecting the surroundings within a kilometer radius, where even trees needing a person's embrace snapped, and soon many were directly obliterated by the powerful impact, turning to powder, drifting away with the wind.
Once the massive qi force dissipated somewhat, Chen Yang among the crowd on the ground raised his head, and was stunned.
Above the Qingxuan Sect, besides Lin Mo and Qingxuan Sect Master, another person had appeared, standing between Lin Mo and Qingxuan Sect Master.
Lin Mo blinked his eyes, his sword qi had just been blocked by the white-haired elder now standing in front of him.
Qingxuan Sect Master was also stunned, his eleven bamboo swords already returning beside him.
Others didn't catch it, but Lin Mo and Qingxuan Sect Master saw clearly, as this elder appeared abruptly and directly blocked their attacks.
"Such powerful aura; Golden Core cultivator," Lin Mo felt the aura emanating from the other party and showed a look of shock.
What is happening on Earth, last time in the Prison Tower encountered a Golden Core stage Zhen Yuanzi, but his physical body had been destroyed, only the soul remained.
This time met a true Golden Core stage elder whose overwhelming suppression made Lin Mo and Qingxuan Sect Master almost unable to mobilize their internal spiritual energy. This is the suppression of levels.
If within the Prison Tower, Zhen Yuanzi hadn't existed solely in soul form, Lin Mo facing Zhen Yuanzi would be nine deaths and one life.
"Envoy sir, you are still here?" Qingxuan Sect Master saw the elder and immediately bowed respectfully.
"Now is a crucial moment for the spiritual revival on Earth, prohibit mutual killings."
The elder with silver long hair swaying in the wind wore a white long robe, a fully green jade token on his waist with a demeanor of immortal elegance.
"But, Envoy, Lin Mo killed my two sons, I have an irreconcilable grudge with him." Qingxuan Sect Master said, his gaze like a poison snake venomously glancing at Lin Mo.
"Envoy sir?"
Lin Mo showed a look of confusion in his eyes.
The elder before him with Golden Core stage cultivation, what kind of Envoy sir was he?
"No need to say more, he is one of the seeds selected by our Mystic Realm. If you want to kill him, you are opposing our Mystic Realm." The silver-haired elder spoke calmly, yet his tone carried supreme authority.
"Do you wish to oppose the Mystic Realm?"
Upon hearing this, Qingxuan Sect Master immediately lowered his head, speaking in a voice full of respect: "I dare not oppose the Mystic Realm."
"Lin Mo, come with me." With that, the silver-haired elder waved his arm; Lin Mo felt himself wrapped in gentle spiritual energy, unable to resist, and followed the silver-haired elder as they flew into the sky.
Lin Mo immediately performed a spell, storing the seven soul devices into his space ring. Qingxuan Sect Master slowly raised his head, gazing at the distance, seeing Lin Mo and the silver-haired elder leaving, clenched his fists, bones cracking, fiercely said: "Damn you, Lin Mo, such luck being recognized by a Mystic Realm Attendant, but I will definitely find an opportunity to kill you.
"Sect Master"
Two elders who were previously injured flew to Qingxuan Sect Master's side.
"Enough, continue recruiting disciples. As for Lin Mo, there will always be an opportunity; he has offended too many, won't live long." Qingxuan Sect Master muttered.
"Yes, Sect Master." The two elders nodded, immediately soothing and continuing disciple recruitment.
Radiance filled the sky, the clouds glistening in misty colors.
The wind swirled endlessly in the hurricane, tearing the air like cold blades.
Kunlun Mountain Range.
The silver-haired elder said nothing, pinched a spell in his hand, and suddenly a wave-like barrier manifested in the air.
"Come with me." The silver-haired elder said flatly, and then his whole body already plunged into the barrier.
Lin Mo hesitated slightly, then followed in, as because of his limited strength, the other party was not concerned about his escape.
That wave-like barrier lightly trembled, then vanished, and the surroundings again fell into a land of snow and wind.
"This is my residence!"
Following the elder into the barrier, Lin Mo was slightly surprised.
Green mountains and clear waters, streams winding, a serene landscape with various exotic flowers blooming, a fragrance permeating the air.
In this picturesque place, a wooden house stood at a mountain ridge.
"Follow me." The silver-haired elder waved his hand, and instantly was in front of the little house.
Lin Mo immediately followed.
In front of the wooden house, four stone stools and a stone table were arranged.
"Sit."
The silver-haired elder gestured with his hand.
"Thank you, senior." Lin Mo politely cupped his hands, then took a seat.