Ji Mo's figure slowly appeared in everyone's sight.
Long Lingli wanted to rush forward to greet him, but stopped in surprise.
Ji Mo was somewhat different from his previous appearance. He was no longer skin and bones, and the silver needles all over his body had disappeared. His delicate features were actually quite pleasing to the eye.
"Is it him?"
Long Lingli couldn't help but think of the man who had been thrown into the forbidden zone of death and couldn't help but swallow.
She suspected that Ji Mo was the same pervert who had sneaked into the Yin Pool to peek at them bathing. The two were too similar.
But upon closer thought, it didn't seem right.
If Ji Mo was really that person and possessed such immense strength, how could they have captured him and thrown him into such a dangerous place?
"Needle Man..."
Di Tianzheng stared intently at Ji Mo, his eyes instantly turning scarlet.
It was this scoundrel who stole his thunder and robbed him clean, making him a complete laughingstock.
"You're Needle Man, you're needle-thin. I'm huge."
Ji Mo tilted his head and puffed out his chest, his confidence soaring.
Hmph, a mere golden needle mushroom, daring to shout at my giant swinging hammer.
Di Tianzheng's face instantly turned as dark as the bottom of a pot, his lungs about to explode with anger.
"You're lying, I'm not, I'm not..."
He gritted his teeth, his chest filled with righteous indignation, unable to bear having his shortcomings exposed in public.
A raging inferno burned in his chest, and he roared, "Shameless scoundrel, you ruined my reputation and stole my treasures! Today, I, Di Tianzheng, will tear you to shreds!"
Boom...
Di Tianzheng furiously attacked.
A giant hand appeared out of thin air, its radiance soaring into the sky, descending like a mountain from the firmament, about to smash Ji Mo into a pulp.
A graceful figure, like a dragon, shot upwards. The dragon horns on her forehead flashed with silver light, and countless runes erupted, blocking the attack.
"Long Lingli, are you going to stand up for this brat? Aren't you afraid my Di family will annihilate your Long family?"
Di Tianzheng's killing intent surged. He hadn't expected anyone to dare oppose him, to stand on Ji Mo's side.
No matter who it was, anyone who dared to stand against him would die, even the Long family.
Long Lingli landed in front of Ji Mo and said without fear, "To move Young Master Ji is to oppose my Long family. If you want to annihilate my Long family, then bring it on!"
Since she had decided to latch onto a powerful figure, Long Lingli intended to see it through to the end, even if it meant opposing the Di family.
She firmly believed in her intuition that this might be the opportunity for the Long family to rise.
"Very well, since you're seeking death, I'll kill you first, and then kill this bastard."
Di Tianzheng's killing intent was palpable. Electricity surged through his body as he lunged forward.
Although Long Lingli knew she was far inferior to Di Tianzheng, she still met him without fear.
She activated her bloodline power, her entire body shining brilliantly. Scales appeared and disappeared, and the surging dragon aura distorted the void.
Dong!
The two clashed head-on several times.
The void trembled, the earth cracked, and dozens of deep pits appeared on the ground.
Long Lingli was ultimately no match. She was hit twice in the waist, her fair skin turning charred black. A chilling aura entered her body, frantically devouring her life force.
"This power feels wrong."
Her face lost its color. Even her own dragon bloodline could not resist this sinister and evil aura. Soon, her body temperature plummeted rapidly, and frost began to form on her skin.
"This seems like the power of the Nether Clan!"
Long Lingli trembled, a colossal wave of shock surging through her heart.
Was it her illusion, or was there something wrong with Di Tianzheng?
"Die for me."
Di Tianzheng clearly had no intention of letting Long Lingli go. He unleashed a torrent of lightning, forming a vast ocean, intending to finish Long Lingli completely.
Otherwise, if Long Lingli exposed his identity, it would cause great trouble.
"I'm finished, I can't block this at all."
Terror flickered in Long Lingli's eyes. She had underestimated Di Tianzheng, never expecting him to be so deeply hidden.
As she watched the hundreds of lightning bolts strike, despair filled her face.
Just then.
A majestic figure blocked in front of Long Lingli. Although his build was slender, he shielded her without hesitation.
At this moment.
Long Lingli felt an overwhelming sense of gratitude, feeling that she had no regrets even if she were to die.
Ji Mo took the brunt of the countless lightning bolts, naturally unwilling to let Long Lingli get hurt.
His body shone with a crystalline brilliance, emitting a jade-like luster, bathed in the deluge of lightning.
Di Tianzheng stared dumbfounded, his eyeballs nearly popping out in shock.
He couldn't believe that Ji Mo was completely unharmed, not even a single hair damaged.
"I don't believe in evil."
Di Tianzheng roared, his gaze sharp. Black runes lit up one after another on his body, connecting with the laws of lightning. Countless black arcs of electricity coiled around him, forming a sea of lightning.
The surrounding creatures rapidly retreated, fleeing the battlefield, fearing they would be caught in the crossfire.
Yet, Ji Mo remained as calm and composed as ever, walking forward leisurely.
Then, he raised his palm and slapped Di Tianzheng's swollen forehead with a resounding smack.
Slap!
The unfortunate Di Tianzheng was sent flying to the ground.
More swellings appeared on his shiny, bulging forehead. It was a tragic sight.
He wailed, completely unable to fight back, like a grandson being disciplined by his grandfather. His head was practically split open.
"Hiss..."
Gasps of cold air sounded from the surroundings.
The number one genius of Blood State was being utterly thrashed, unable to even resist. This "Needle Man" was simply too powerful!
Di Tianzheng's skin was torn and bleeding. He lay on the ground, twitching, tears of humiliation welling up in his eyes.
He clenched his fists tightly, his fingernails digging into his palms, drawing blood.
No one noticed that the whites of his eyes were gradually disappearing, turning completely black, and streaks of Nether patterns began to flash.
This fellow was throwing caution to the wind and about to reveal his true trump card.
Ji Mo had no intention of killing Di Tianzheng, thinking of letting the Di family pay a ransom for him.
In this day and age, selling people was a shortcut to wealth.
He walked over to Long Lingli, who was about to turn into an ice block, and poked her small waist with his finger, saying very seriously, "You seem to be freezing."
Long Lingli, who had been feeling touched, was so enraged at this moment that she gritted her teeth.
Then, Ji Mo took out some spring water that shimmered with divine radiance, pried open Long Lingli's cherry lips, and poured a mouthful in.
"Primordial Yin-Yang Liquid!"
A tempest of shock surged through Long Lingli's heart.
This guy had actually fed her a large mouthful of Primordial Yin-Yang Liquid. It was simply too extravagant.
This was a divine-grade treasure liquid, its value immeasurable. A single drop could cause countless cultivators to fight each other to the death.
Long Lingli's body began to glow, and the frost on her instantly melted away. Her injuries healed in an instant.
At the same time, the immense medicinal effect of the Primordial Yin-Yang Liquid nourished her body. Her blood surged, her bloodline purity significantly improved, and even her cultivation realm showed signs of breaking through.
This one mouthful of Primordial Yin-Yang Liquid was more effective than thousands of years of arduous cultivation.
Overjoyed, Long Lingli grinned foolishly and pounced into Ji Mo's arms, planting several loud kisses on his face.
"You scoundrel, you're stealing other women behind my back..."
A voice filled with indignation rang out. Ying Menglong stared at the embracing couple with extreme resentment.
Her face still bore a look of lingering fear. Previously, the Hundred and Eighth Peak had faced a crisis, and she had almost had all her vital energy drained.
Fortunately, at the critical moment, the fetus in her womb protected her, saving her from disaster.
And now, the father of her child was stealing another woman in broad daylight!