In the blink of an eye, the Sky-breaking Sword Light was less than ten meters above Lin Mo's head.
At the base of Star-picking Peak, countless pairs of eyes trembled with shock.
Dong Man, Yang Miaomiao, Wu Mingzhe, Zhou Yitao, Su Xinhe, and others were already staring agape.
And in Cheng Miaohan's eyes was an unprecedented worry. Looking at the cold figure of the young man high in the sky, she felt he was so far, yet so near—so near that it tensed her heart, as if she were on the brink of an abyss, extremely worried.
"Don't!!"
Subconsciously, Cheng Miaohan screamed out in a panic, for she could not bear to see Lin Mo be slain or destroyed by that sword.
As for the other top martial artists, their expressions were filled with extreme horror,
"This Mr. Lin from Shu Province is really too careless, I'm afraid he can't escape this move!"
"I think maybe he's too scared to move!"
"What a pity, such a prodigious talent, yet he's about to die before our very eyes."
"This is what happens when you oppose the Sword Saint, Yuan Qingtian. You must know, even the super-strong warriors ranked fifth and sixth on the Emperor List were slain by Yuan Qingtian, let alone a mere Mr. Lin from Shu Province?"
When the sword light was less than five meters from Lin Mo, under the watchful eyes of the masses, Lin Mo raised his cold face and lightly laughed at Yuan Qingtian,
"Legend has it that once your sword is drawn, your opponent will surely die, but today, its myth ends here."
As soon as he finished speaking!
Lin Mo suddenly raised his fist and with a seemingly casual punch, struck out against Yuan Qingtian's terrifying sword light.
Down below, everyone's spirits trembled.
Madness! Lin Mo must have gone mad to confront Yuan Qingtian's terrifying sword light with his bare fist.
The next second, fist and light collided.
Boom! The heavens and earth shook, dark clouds obscured the sun, and everyone's eyes widened as Lin Mo's punch directly shattered Yuan Qingtian's terrifying sword light into pieces. Not only that, but the residual force of that punch caused Yuan Qingtian's crimson longsword to tremble like a string and sent a numbing pain through Yuan Qingtian's palms, pain constantly throbbing.
"How is that possible?" Yuan Qingtian's eyes were wide with disbelief and incredulity.
"What you see as impossible is simply because you're too trash!" Lin Mo retorted coldly, sparing no mercy in his rebuttal.
"Damn it!"
Yuan Qingtian cursed, his eyes filled with unprecedented murderous intent, resentment, and rage,
"I admit, you are the most outstanding youth I have ever seen, the one with the most monstrous talent!"
"But you are ultimately too young. If you had laid low for a few years, not to speak of me, even the person at the Martial Arts Peak of Huaxia might not be a match for you. But your edge is too exposed, and I, Yuan Qingtian, will not give you any chance to grow."
"So, today you shall definitely be buried here!"
As his words fell.
Yuan Qingtian, holding the crimson longsword as if wielding the Nine Heavens Hammer, exerted a tremendous and forceful effort.
"Bei!"
"Dou!"
"Qi!"
"Xing!"
"Sword!"
Yuan Qingtian enunciated each word with deliberate pauses, his voice booming like mountain thunder, like a roaring flood, resonating through heaven and earth.
With each word he shouted, the world seemed to change its color slightly.
With each word he shouted, the sky grew darker as clouds obscured the sun.
With each word he shouted, mountains crumbled and lightning rent the firmament.
When the seven words were all completed, spatial turbulence ensued as if the end of all heavens had arrived, and yet, above the sky, seven incredibly shining starlights appeared, instantly converging into one point, infusing Yuan Qingtian's blood-red longsword with a primordial power akin to that of the great chaos.
The next second, Yuan Qingtian held the sword with both hands, and like Pangu forging the heavens, he thundered down towards Lin Mo's location.
"Lin Mo, even if you are a peerless prodigy, you don't know how to hide your brilliance. I have slain fifty Martial Arts Grandmasters, three Basic-level Martial Venerates, but you, you are the only one who has forced me to use all of my strength and the Beidou Seven Stars Sword Technique to kill!"
"If you were still alive, you would surely be the most brilliant one in this life, but alas, you no longer have the chance!"
As Yuan Qingtian's sword light fell, like a nuclear bomb, it tore open a black hole in both Lin Mo and the space he occupied.
Wherever the sword light touched, everything was instantaneously extinguished, turned to ash.
With just this one sword, beneath Star-picking Peak, in a matter of seconds, at least a thousand people were grievously injured in an instant!
The devastating force that could destroy heaven and earth, centered on Lin Mo, almost completely enveloped and annihilated everything in its path.
What Yuan Qingtian never expected was that Lin Mo's expression remained as calm as ever, still as water, without the slightest ripple, not even a trace of fear!
The next moment, under the gaze of thousands, Lin Mo's slender finger lifted slightly and, just like that, flicked through the air.
Boom!!
The invisible powerful energy, capable of destroying the Earth and all the heavens, in an instant, pierced through Yuan Qingtian's Beidou Seven Stars sword light and directly shattered his blood-red longsword into powder!
"My life is over!!!"
Yuan Qingtian's pupils dilated to the extreme. He wanted to dodge, he wanted to flee, but that surge of powerful energy was too fast, as if a star billions of light-years away had traversed space-time, instantly exploding his body like a cosmic burst, the flames shooting up ten thousand miles into the sky, not even leaving a single shred of his clothing!
Yuan Qingtian, a generation's Sword Saint, thus perished midair!
Below, countless people felt as if they had transitioned from hell to heaven in an instant, but they were extremely horrified.
To them, Yuan Qingtian was like a god-like figure!
And yet, the ultimate move of a god was defeated by Lin Mo with a single strike?
What then was Lin Mo? Lord of all heavens? Supreme of all worlds? The Primordial Chaos God?
They urgently wanted to express their inner shock and horror to those around them, but they found no adjectives, they could not put it into words!
Lin Mo's single finger flick, not only took the life of Yuan Qingtian, the fifth on the Emperor List, and a supreme powerhouse but also signified that with the youngest of ages and the most incredible of identities, he ascended to the top five ranks of the Martial Arts Peak in Huaxia!!
This battle, not only the summit of Shu Province but also shook the entire Huaxia!!!
When Lin Mo's cold and tall figure began to descend slowly from the sky.
Countless Martial Arts Masters, countless famous and powerful individuals, all prostrated themselves on the ground, bowing their heads in submission.
No one dared any disrespect, no one dared a trace of irreverence.
There was only humility, fear, trembling, and awe!
After today, the name Mr. Lin from Shu Province will undoubtedly surge like an unstoppable force, renowned throughout the world, shaking all directions.