Mo Xiaowen tugged on Min Xiaorong's arm, preparing to leave. "Sister Xiaorong, let's go first. Let my father deal with him."
Truly, they didn't know the immensity of heaven and earth!
Mo Qi found it amusing, but he also agreed with his daughter's actions.
However, Min Xiaorong stubbornly refused to leave. She shook her head and smiled, "This is my own business, how can I run away? Moreover, if anyone here can stop him, it's me."
Mo Xiaowen didn't believe it. "You can beat my father?"
Mo Qi coughed dryly. This child, not grasping the main point at such a moment!
Min Xiaorong smiled gently and lightly pushed Xiaowen's hand away. "That's not important. Why don't you watch me make a move, and you can judge later."
Xiaowen was actually quite interested and took a few steps back. "Alright, I'll be fair and just, without bias."
Mo Qi's forehead was covered in black lines. This child, so carefree, she's really like me!
Xiaorong flashed and appeared before Mo Qi, facing Shuo Jin, and directly attacked.
She pointed her finger, and a surge of red mist erupted from her body, crashing towards Shuo Jin.
Shuo Jin was not flustered. He formed a hand seal, and giant dragon-shaped energy lights erupted, raising their heads, chests out, roaring and churning, breaking through layers of space, and shattering air fragments.
With a boom, flames erupted around the giant dragons, burning and engulfing them, covering the entire space.
Looking out, the entire world was a realm of giant dragons and flames.
However, the red mist was no less formidable. It continuously spread, instantly connecting the sky and the earth. Once it enveloped the giant dragons, it slowed their movements. Simultaneously, with a phantom palm strike in the air, countless palm shadows surged out, striking the giant dragons, causing them to wail repeatedly.
Yet, the dragons' bodies were too enormous for such attacks to cause fatal damage. The dispersed parts quickly re-aggregated, forming new dragons and charging towards Zhu Yan.
Zhu Yan made continuous moves, appearing to be at ease, but in reality, the pressure she bore was increasing. The giant dragons drew closer and closer to her.
The red mist emanating from her body also grew fainter and fainter. She was merely holding on by sheer will, constantly outputting spiritual energy to barely maintain her stance.
But the stalemate was temporary. Like a dam with leaks, the collapse and flood were only a matter of time.
Mo Qi also saw Xiaorong's predicament.
Xiaorong's cultivation was likely a level higher than the Pangu realm, but she was still outmatched by Shuo Jin.
What was Shuo Jin's cultivation level? It was truly immeasurable.
Regardless of the opponent's cultivation, he couldn't stand idly by.
If the lips are gone, the teeth will be cold. If Shuo Jin destroyed Xiaorong, he, and everyone in the Milky Way world, would likely not escape death.
Mo Qi silently formed a hand seal. "Laws of heaven and earth, bloodline reversal."
Shuo Jin immediately felt an anomaly within his body and couldn't help but glance at Mo Qi. "Did you do this? Are you tickling me?"
Immediately after, Mo Qi's attack was rendered formless.
It seemed such attacks were ineffective against him.
Mo Qi immediately abandoned the attack using the laws of heaven and earth and instead summoned the Dinghai Shen Zhen (Sea-Calming Divine Needle). With a resounding boom, a colossal object spanned between heaven and earth, striking fiercely at Shuo Jin.
Shuo Jin only saw a shadow pressing down on him. Before he could dodge, he was smashed to pieces.
Shuo Jin just disappeared!
Everyone was stunned!
The arrogant Shuo Jin was annihilated just like that?
People couldn't believe their eyes. They rubbed their eyes hard and then looked around.
Mo Qi also couldn't believe that Shuo Jin was gone.
Although the power of that staff strike was astonishing, it was still child's play to Shuo Jin.
He felt that Shuo Jin was still nearby and looked left and right, searching for Shuo Jin everywhere.
After looking for a long time, he couldn't find Shuo Jin. He gradually became excited.
At this moment, Xiaowen cheered, "Father is so amazing! You killed him."
The crowd also began to cheer.
These cheers gradually made Mo Qi intoxicated.
However, at this moment, Min Xiaorong shook her head at him. "Don't let your guard down. He won't die so easily."
As soon as the words fell, a voice echoed through heaven and earth. "Not bad, not bad. Quite powerful to have killed me. But I am unkillable..."
What kind of words were these?
But at this moment, people had no time to dwell on the contradiction in his words. Instead, a strong sense of fear washed over them.
They had clearly seen Shuo Jin shattered into pieces, yet he was not dead.
If he wouldn't die from this, how could he be killed?
Just as everyone was looking around, a figure suddenly appeared beside Mo Qi. Mo Qi instinctively struck out to defend, but it was too late. He was violently struck, and his body flew backward.
While in mid-air, another figure collided with him, hitting Mo Qi and sending him flying in another direction. He was like a rubber ball in a box, rolling around as the box moved, completely unable to control himself.
The opponent's speed was too fast. Even in the brief interval, he saw the opponent's figure charging towards him, but he had no time to dodge.
The only fortunate thing was that the opponent was playing around and had no intention of killing him. Otherwise, he could be destroyed with a single blow at any time.
Even so, Mo Qi was already severely injured. Blood splattered everywhere with his movements, like fireworks blooming endlessly in the air, making the scene appear a sea of red, devoid of any brilliance, only endless desolation.
Sun Qian, Zi Luo, Xiaowen, Zhu Yan, and others had already flown forward, attempting to rescue him.
At this moment, a desolate voice sounded. "Don't come over. I can at least take him down with me, but if you come, my death will be in vain, and yours will be too."
This voice seemed to possess a magical power, freezing everyone in their tracks.
At this moment, from the sea of red, a black mist suddenly drifted out, floating in another direction.
This sudden change stunned Shuo Jin. He didn't know what this suddenly drifting thing was and thought it was Mo Qi's soul being scattered. Thus, he stood there to observe.
In this moment of stunned silence, the entire space suddenly trembled, and the air folded, like the two sides of a city wall suddenly folding inward, trapping him in the middle.
"Spatial technique?" Shuo Jin sneered. "Don't show off such trivial skills."
As he spoke, his body swayed slightly, attempting to forcefully break through the space, as if breaking through a city wall.
Under normal circumstances, he could have done it.
But he had forgotten one thing: he had forgotten that Chaos was still by his side.
Min Xiaorong waved her hand, and endless red mist spread out, quickly enveloping Shuo Jin's body. Then, it wrapped around him layer by layer, becoming thicker and thicker, denser and denser, tighter and tighter.
Shuo Jin finally realized the seriousness of the situation. He tried to break free from the restraint, twisting his body, attempting to push the red mist aside. However, as soon as it loosened slightly, more red mist was added around him, making it even tighter and tighter.
Shuo Jin also tried to form hand seals and unleash divine abilities to break free, but after much effort, it was all in vain.
He felt a little discouraged!
But he wasn't worried, because he knew he couldn't die. Thus, he didn't get angry but instead laughed. "You can trap me, but you can't kill me. What can you do to me?"
Shuo Jin stopped struggling, but his voice still came from within the red mist, very calmly. "I can't die. At worst, I'll fall into a deep sleep for tens of millions of years. No... they won't stand by and do nothing. They will come to save me."
At this moment, Chaos completely ignored him, continuing to reinforce the red mist layer by layer. The red mist gradually solidified, tightened, forming a spherical shape, and returned to Min Xiaorong's hand, only the size of a fist.
Shuo Jin was still laughing defiantly within the sphere. "They will come to save me. You just wait."
At this moment, Mo Qi's figure finally fell out from the sea of blood, collapsing on the ground, unable to get up for a long time.
Zi Luo, Sun Qian, Xue Ying, Xiaowen, and others immediately rushed over, helping him up with their hands and feet.
Mo Qi took a healing pill and stood up on his own.