Chi Yan's voice was filled with immense rage, like a true dragon's roar, making all living beings in the imperial city's ears ring and their heads split with pain.
Many couldn't withstand it, bleeding from their noses and mouths, and fainted on the spot.
Chi Yan's body was surrounded by a halo of laws, his entire strength concentrated in his right arm. His fist rippled with terrifying energy fluctuations. With a punch, the void itself distorted.
Although his current body was only at the ninth level of the Mortal Immortal realm, with his application of laws, the power of this punch was enough to slay immortals.
*Bang!*
Ji Mo ignored it, letting the punch land on him.
He truly didn't take the immature youth before him seriously.
The astonishing energy contained within the fist, upon entering his body, vanished like a stone sinking into the sea, being consumed.
"You brat, with your scrawny arms and legs, you've got quite some strength!"
Ji Mo's body trembled uncontrollably, not from pain, but from sheer pleasure.
For some reason, after being hit, he inexplicably felt a surge of excitement.
"You're... unharmed?"
Chi Yan's face was filled with disbelief. Then, refusing to believe it, he attacked again!
His punches were like lightning. He mobilized all his strength, using all sorts of vicious techniques, relentlessly striking Ji Mo's body.
"Hiss, no damage?"
Gasps of cold air sounded continuously from the surroundings. Ji Mo's performance shocked everyone.
They had expected a fierce duel of equal footing, but unexpectedly, Ji Mo truly didn't take Chi Yan seriously at all, letting him attack at will.
"Indestructible Vajra Body? Or Spirit Devouring Sacred Body? Or perhaps Chaos Dao Embryo?"
Chi Yan finally sensed something was wrong. The power of his attacks, after entering the opponent's body, simply disappeared.
It was clear that this scoundrel Ji Mo possessed an incredibly heaven-defying physique, most likely a legendary supreme Dao body.
He was decisive. Knowing that he was no match for Ji Mo in his current state, he turned to flee.
"Want to leave? No way."
Ji Mo grabbed Chi Yan and pulled him back.
He could feel that when the opponent's punches landed on him, his whole body felt warm, his blood boiled, and his vitality surged, seeming to bring great benefits.
Chi Yan struggled desperately, trying to break free from Ji Mo, and the two became entangled.
"What is this? A wall slam?!"
Those who had been observing the battle were stunned.
Wasn't this supposed to be a peak confrontation, a life-and-death battle?
How did they end up embracing each other mid-fight?
Everyone was dumbfounded, their eyeballs about to pop out.
Some were rubbing their eyes repeatedly, unable to believe what they were seeing.
Chi Yan, who had tried to escape, was held tightly by Ji Mo, who then pinned him against a wall, with one hand pressed against his chest.
The scene was brimming with passion, sparking endless imagination.
Ji Mo wore a mournful expression.
This was not his intention. He had made these movements involuntarily, all due to the influence of the Demonic Seal.
His body was burning hot, his heart beating rapidly. He felt something within Chi Yan's body that he desperately needed.
"What are you doing?"
Chi Yan couldn't believe that in broad daylight, Ji Mo would do something like this.
What was even more infuriating was that the scoundrel's hands were not honest, tightly gripping his chest.
Shameless, utterly shameless!
Where were the basic principles of being a person? How could one do such a thing in full view of everyone?
"Mr. Ji is too fierce. He's not only going to defeat Chi Yan but also completely conquer him!"
The toad was so shocked its mouth couldn't close. It was impressed by Ji Mo's audacious move.
To openly take advantage of a demon god, perhaps only Mr. Ji dared to do such a thing in the world.
"My guess earlier was correct. Demon Ji indeed has peculiar tastes."
Niu Ben murmured, feeling he had seen through the truth.
Ji Mo's previous intimacy with those two girls, Mi Xue Bing Cheng, was merely a smokescreen. He was bent at heart.
"You're talking nonsense, that's impossible."
Mi Xue Bing Cheng glared fiercely at Niu Ben, unable to tolerate the indecent, foolish ox slandering Ji Mo.
But as she said this, her heart grew uneasy, because the facts were laid bare before her eyes. Ji Mo was plotting against Chi Yan.
"Ah..."
Chi Yan cried out in pain, his expression changing drastically.
Ji Mo's palm, pressed against his heart, seemed to possess a magical power, actually absorbing his origin.
"Cultivating again? Damn you!"
Chi Yan finally understood what was happening.
Ji Mo was taking advantage of him, intending to refine this wisp of his divine sense.
They say things shouldn't happen more than three times. How much longer would this scoundrel continue? This was the fourth time.
The first three times, because he was a divine sense projection, just a wisp of spiritual consciousness, it was understandable that it was absorbed.
But this time, he had specifically chosen body possession, believing it to be foolproof, only to find that he still couldn't escape his fate.
This Ji Mo was not human.
Chi Yan struggled weakly, while Ji Mo grew more and more excited.
He could feel the continuous flow of power from his palm into his body.
Ji Mo knew it was the Demonic Seal at work, actively drawing the opponent's energy.
But strangely, although he felt a vast amount of energy entering his body, there were no other changes besides his blood flowing a bit faster.
"Something's wrong. With so much energy, why don't I feel my body getting stronger?"
Ji Mo was utterly confused. If there were no effects, wouldn't it be a pointless absorption?
"Because you are too weak?"
Suddenly, a voice echoed in Ji Mo's mind.
Ji Mo was startled. He quickly realized the voice likely came from the Moon God Ring on his hand.
Could it be that there really was an old man living inside this ring?
No, it was a girl's voice. Could it be a little celestial maiden?
It was the Moon God speaking. Ji Mo's absorption of Chi Yan's demonic energy had replenished the Moon God Ring with a bit of energy, and she could finally communicate successfully with Ji Mo.
"Weak? I can't be weak."
Ji Mo communicated with her using his thoughts, refusing to admit his body was weak.
If it were an old man, he might accept being weak.
But since it was a young lady, for the sake of his pride, he couldn't admit to being weak.
"The reason you can't cultivate is because your body is too weak."
The Moon God spoke astonishingly. Through their prolonged contact, she had realized Ji Mo's body was very peculiar, constantly devouring various energies like a bottomless pit.
It was precisely because of this that Ji Mo couldn't sense the spiritual energy of heaven and earth, and therefore couldn't cultivate.
The Moon God shared her speculation with Ji Mo, reminding him that he might possess an extremely special physique.
Ji Mo was incredibly excited and asked, "Miss, according to you, as long as my body absorbs enough energy, I might be able to cultivate?"
"Probably."
The Moon God wasn't entirely sure. Mainly, Ji Mo had already absorbed so much energy, yet his body still seemed like a bottomless pit. Who knew how much it would take to fill it.
Or perhaps, it could never be filled.
Ji Mo wanted to ask more, but suddenly, a change occurred.
*Rumble!*
The ground shook, and terrifying energy fluctuations surged.
Someone was activating the imperial city's grand array, attacking Ji Mo.