Sang Lanfeng squeezed for a long time but couldn't shed a single tear.
He couldn't help but curse Ximen Hu in his heart: You son of a bitch, you're such a good actor, tears come whenever you want. Can't you leave a way for others to live?
Mo Qi thought for a moment, then looked at Situ Sheng, the Hall Master of Tianshu. Situ Sheng stood tall and straight, as if ready to die: "Lord, let me go. Let me die. I will die with honor, with glory, and with passion. I will not be like them, lacking awareness. Even if my son was just born, it's nothing. Without a father, his mother can still raise him with hardship."
With such a tragic plea, who would dare to let him go?
Mo Qi then looked at Nangong Zhendong. Nangong Zhendong sighed, and a wave of sorrow quietly spread: "Let me go. My body has already been cut in half. What difference would it make if it were cut in half again? What difference would it make if I died? Is there anyone more miserable than me in this world? I just fought a fight, and not only was the other person cut in half, but my position was also halved, my wife ran off with someone else, and my former subordinates are riding on my head... Is there anything more tragic than this? If there is, let it come. It doesn't matter anymore."
He was indeed quite miserable, and Mo Qi almost cried for him.
Forget it, if they didn't want to go, it wouldn't be appropriate to force them. He hadn't expected them to go in the first place, he just wanted to scare them.
Therefore, before the remaining Hall Masters of Tianji could express their opinions, he turned and left.
He left the stairs and headed straight for the Nine Gods Realm barrier.
Mo Qi transmitted a message to Cang Shan on the way, telling him to also rush to the agreed meeting point.
When he arrived at the barrier outpost, Cang Shan had not yet arrived.
He went to pay a visit to Murong Shui.
Murong Shui sat in the camp, his brows furrowed, his face full of worry, with dark circles around his eyes. As soon as he saw Mo Qi enter, the gloom on his face lessened. He invited Mo Qi to sit and said somewhat anxiously, "You're finally here. I feel like the barrier can't hold on much longer."
Mo Qi asked him for details. He slowly said, "At the barrier, tens of thousands of demonic beasts and demon people attack it every day, three to four times a day, each time fiercer than the last. I feel like the barrier is about to break. Even though I repair and reinforce the barrier daily with the barrier rod, I can't withstand their fierce assaults."
"Moreover, I feel that once this barrier is broken, it will be an unprecedented disaster, unstoppable. With just a few of us, we will likely be crushed."
From his haggard face and anxious words, Mo Qi could already feel his panic.
"If they are so terrifying, then what kind of terrifying existence is the Divine Turtle Mountain that forced them away?" Mo Qi couldn't help but worry.
"Yes!" Murong Shui nodded in strong agreement.
"Then you should report to the Stairs and ask them to send down their experts from the Seventh Stair. Knowing it's impossible but forcing it is not fulfilling your duty. If the enemy invades and breaks through the defense line, you will be held accountable," Mo Qi said.
Murong Shui fell into silence.
At this moment, the transmission spirit stone lit up. Cang Shan said he had arrived, and Mo Qi went out.
As expected, Cang Shan had arrived. He seemed a bit dejected: "Alas, I just got here and I have to go back. My life is too hard."
Mo Qi thought about it. It was indeed a bit difficult for him. It was he himself who insisted on going to the Hongmeng South Sea, so why should he impose it on others?
"How about you stay here and help my godfather guard the barrier?" Mo Qi said.
He expected that Cang Shan would not dare to have any ulterior motives, as they had a soul contract. If he had any disloyal thoughts, he would immediately be reduced to ashes.
Cang Shan was overjoyed: "Good, I will absolutely be loyal and dutiful, and I will not let any invaders cross the line."
Mo Qi then introduced Cang Shan to Murong Shui, and while the other side was not attacking, under everyone's gaze, he used his telekinetic power to open a gap in the barrier and squeezed through.
The teleportation array he had set up at Little Aunt Mountain before was now useless.
From here, he could go out to scout the enemy situation and, if possible, take some targeted measures.
After going out, he saw a vast expanse of white, with swirling mist. Fierce winds howled, and a bone-chilling cold permeated his very marrow. His robes fluttered, his face contorted, forming pitted shapes.
It seemed he was still very, very far from sea level.
So he took a wind-stabilizing pill and plummeted downwards at extreme speed.
At this moment, light and shadow flickered in the air. Thousands of demonic beasts, covering the sky, surged forward like dense moths, rushing towards the barrier.
There were Cloud-piercing Beasts, Sea Eagles, Kun Pengs, and all sorts of other creatures.
On the backs of many larger demonic beasts were people, some standing, some sitting, in no particular order.
Since he had encountered them, he couldn't pretend not to see them.
Mo Qi immediately迎了上去 (rushed forward), and at the same time released Little Dot. Little Dot grew against the wind, instantly becoming as large as a pleasure boat, and plunged into the demonic beast swarm.
It was as if it was entering an unresisted territory. It weaved through the demonic beasts, swatting with its claws or spewing black mist. Wherever it went, the demonic beasts were scattered like leaves in the wind, beaten into disarray.
Mo Qi also summoned the Qiankun Ring. With a flick of his wrist, the Qiankun Ring suddenly glowed, spinning and flying through the beast swarm, knocking down demonic beasts wherever it passed.
Just then, he suddenly saw a Kun Peng with a woman in yellow clothes sitting on its back. They were too far apart to see her face clearly, but under the goose-yellow clothes, her entire body was like a blooming yellow flower, so vibrant.
However, her attacks were extremely fierce. She held a golden staff in her hand. When she struck, it sounded like thunder, following relentlessly, leaving no room for evasion. Each blow made Little Dot shrink, and after several blows, it was reduced to the size of a palm.
Mo Qi was greatly alarmed. If I had known your magic treasure was so powerful, why would I have refined restoration pills? Wouldn't a few blows from you solve the problem?
However, he dared not hesitate any longer. He hurriedly summoned the Five-Colored Pagoda and took Little Dot back into the beast layer.
Then he put the Five-Colored Pagoda back into his storage bag.
Seeing that Mo Qi had taken away Little Dot, the woman turned her attention to Mo Qi.
The golden staff suddenly emitted a golden light and struck towards Mo Qi. Mo Qi did not hesitate, summoning the Qiankun Ring to meet it. The two lights collided and immediately began to devour each other.
Amidst the devouring, there were crunching sounds, as if something was shattering.
The Qiankun Ring and the golden staff slammed into each other with a bang, as if the sky and earth were collapsing. The golden light dissipated in the collision.
Both were sent flying back, and the backlash struck, causing Mo Qi to retreat.
The Qiankun Ring spun once and flew back into Mo Qi's hand.
The golden staff also flew directly back into the girl's hand.
The girl seemed to suffer less from the backlash, catching it with one hand, and then attacked again, like shooting an arrow, striking Mo Qi at high speed.
Mo Qi swallowed a stimulant pill, and the spiritual energy in his body flowed wildly, like a suppressed giant dragon suddenly raising its head.
An unprecedented power erupted, driving the Qiankun Ring towards the golden staff.
The next moment, the two collided again with a roar.
Then they both flew back rapidly. This time, Mo Qi still retreated, but the girl could no longer maintain her balance, and her body retreated rapidly.
Seeing that neither side could gain the upper hand with their magic treasures, they withdrew their treasures into their storage bags as if by mutual understanding.
Mo Qi formed a hand seal, and red mist appeared on his body twice, flowing slowly, like a pair of wings that had suddenly grown, swaying leisurely in the wind, as if ready to take flight at any moment.
However, before taking flight, the red light began to spin with a whistling sound. Before the red light could sweep past, a hurricane had already blown away the nearby demonic beasts, scattering them in all directions.
Following that, the red light began to flow, like a row of uniform guillotines, beginning to slaughter, spreading bloodlust and coldness infinitely.
Suddenly seeing the opponent's delicate body, Mo Qi's heart was filled with pity, and he felt a bit regretful. However, the arrow had already been shot, and it couldn't be recalled.
There was no other way. It would only be one strike anyway, and it would be quick. With just a gentle sweep, he would turn and leave, no matter what her fate.
However, the girl showed no fear at all. On the contrary, a smile appeared on her lips. In that smile, there was disdain, contempt, and a hint of inexplicable relief.
Then, she formed a hand seal with her left hand and pushed forward with her right, "Radiant Butterfly Dance"!
Colorful radiant light emerged from her hand. The colorful radiant light, like five-colored petals, formed a circle and rotated in the air, expanding outwards, creating a monstrous hurricane in the air, accompanied by the sound of thunder. The thunderous momentum was like a goddess of war descending.
A continuous rumbling sound was heard, like rolling wheels.
The speed of the rotating colorful radiant light increased faster and faster, until finally, only a disk was visible, connecting heaven and earth, rotating and slaughtering towards Mo Qi.
Mo Qi's Phoenix Fire Dance, with the red light rotating on either side, also formed a continuous expanse, like a sea of fire rising into the sky. Viewed horizontally, it looked like two red paddles rotating, their edges forming a seamless whole, turning into a spinning top.
The next moment, the colorful disk and the red spinning top became entangled with a deafening roar. The colorful disk and the red spinning top slowed down their rotation and gradually returned to their original forms.
Light flashed and sparks flew, engulfing the surrounding demonic beast swarm. Screams and howls were heard from all around. Many figures were scattered in all directions.
The red light and the colorful radiant light continued to interweave and slaughter each other, their lights gradually merging.
At this moment, both Mo Qi and the girl felt their bodies being tossed about in the center of the vortex, like isolated boats in turbulent waves, being lifted up and then sinking down.
Tearing, slaughtering, and oppressive forces attacked, almost tearing and burning their bodies apart.
Both of them felt they were losing control, wanting to forcibly withdraw their magic power, but it was already impossible.
Their magic powers were intertwined and slaughtering each other like threads.
Both felt the other was pulling them, trying to tear them to shreds.
In their helplessness, they could only grit their teeth and continue to exert their magic power, using all their strength. It seemed that only by annihilating the opponent into dust could they have a chance to survive.
Both went mad, desperately forming hand seals and desperately urging their spiritual energy.
From the outside, the colorless petals formed by the colorful radiant light became blurred and indistinguishable. Only the five colors of radiant light could be vaguely seen, intertwined and churning.