Having spoken, the eyes of the Holy Land Ancestor flashed with a fierce light.
A second later, his body emitted countless streaks of Cold Light, and suddenly, he conjured a spear with his bare hands, one that seemed capable of shattering any Void.
This spear felt as if it could annihilate heaven and earth.
Immediately after, everyone saw a storm of slaughter surrounding the Holy Land Ancestor, sweeping away everything, as if the endless abyss of destruction danced for the spear in his hand, terrifying to the extreme.
"Die, whelp!" the Holy Land Ancestor shouted coldly, as the endless abyss of destruction transformed into nine savage beasts devouring heaven and earth, rolling towards Lin Mo through the Void.
However, Lin Mo still stood unmoved in the Void, but his profound eyes seemed to contain a land of extreme ice.
When the nine savage beasts attacked, Lin Mo casually stepped through the gaps between them, calm and collected, letting the ferocity of the savage beasts roar by—yet they could not touch even a hair on Lin Mo's body.
After a series of explosive attacks, the Holy Land Ancestor saw that his terrifyingly cold assault hadn't even touched Lin Mo's robe, and his heart shuddered with shock, saying, "Boy, who in the world are you?"
"If you want to know who I am, you're not yet qualified!" Lin Mo stood there, hands behind his back, his voice cold as he said, "Your attack is over, now is it my turn?"
Having spoken, Lin Mo's body suddenly erupted with an unstoppable power, all-conquering; the next second, the Holy Land Ancestor saw a giant Handprint appear in the sky above him, like a massive peak, crashing down with an air that seemed to crush heaven and earth.
Seeing this scene, the Holy Land Ancestor trembled violently. He felt that under this strike, he was no different from an ant—as if, at this moment, he realized what kind of supreme monster he had provoked.
In a rush, the Holy Land Ancestor thrust his spear into the sky, the Cold Light fiercely splitting the Void, trying to destroy the Handprint. However, the power of the Handprint was too great, and upon collision, the spear in the hands of the Holy Land Ancestor shattered into dust.
Whoosh!!
The figure of the Holy Land Ancestor, due to this force, staggered back several steps, his face full of horror.
He suddenly felt that perhaps he had underestimated the young man before him.
This seventeen- or eighteen-year-old youth, why was he so stunningly talented?
With one move, Lin Mo had obliterated the virtual shadows of the nine savage beasts conjured by his spear, even forcing him back.
This realization made the Holy Land Ancestor know that he had provoked someone whom the Shennongjia Sacred Domain should have never messed with; he understood that whether or not Lin Mo had any connections, just by Lin Mo alone, he could bring disaster upon the Shennongjia Sacred Domain.
If the Shennongjia Sacred Domain dared to trouble him again, he would obliterate the Sacred Domain. Lin Mo's previous domineering declaration,
resounded once again in the mind of the Holy Land Ancestor, and though Lin Mo's words were domineering, he indeed had the right to be.
After a moment of contemplation, the Holy Land Ancestor's face still trembling, he then solemnly said to Lin Mo, "Young man, today you killed countless disciples of my Shennongjia Sacred Domain. Considering your extraordinary talent, I do not wish to see such a genius fall here. As for today's matters, I, the Holy Land Ancestor, will turn a blind eye and let you go. Walk away!"
"What????"
Countless people heard this and were immensely shocked, for they knew what kind of existence the Holy Land Ancestor was. Yet now, from his tone, it was clear he was making concessions.
Everyone felt that this was simply unbelievable. The Holy Land Ancestor—what kind of existence was that?
Now, to actually make concessions for a young man?
Could it be that Lin Mo had become so powerful that even the Holy Land Ancestor had to bow his head?
Everyone felt it was not real, yet, paradoxically, it was indeed real.
Today, the words of the Holy Land Ancestor were puzzling; this submission also meant that today, the dignity of the Shennongjia Sacred Domain was entirely compromised.
Moreover, the words of the Holy Land Ancestor also implied complete disregard for Lin Mo?
A seventeen or eighteen-year-old youth—how powerful had he become in terms of Realm?
And why did the Holy Land Ancestor submit? No one understood, yet they were very clear about one thing: For hundreds of years, the Shennongjia Sacred Domain had never been challenged—yet today, not only had it been bloodily purged, with countless dead and injured, but the Holy Land Ancestor had even backed down in the face of this young man.
What did this indicate? It indicated that this young man was an existence none present could afford to provoke!
"It's somewhat ridiculous, isn't it? Didn't you repeatedly declare just now that you wanted to kill me?" Lin Mo continued, his eyes still conveying a cold light, a terrible killing intent filling the skies, his voice icy, "I said that today, your Shennongjia Sacred Domain would surely be exterminated. Since there are still people alive now, it means my words have yet to be realized. And when have my words, Lin Mo, not been fulfilled?"
After speaking, Lin Mo was enveloped in an overwhelming killing intent and dominance permeating the entire space, standing there as if he would not rest until the Shennongjia Sacred Domain was destroyed.
In that moment, the facial expression of the Holy Land Ancestor turned exceedingly ugly. If it were possible to have regrets, he truly wished he could have killed his two disciples beforehand.
But unfortunately, his two disciples had already been killed by Lin Mo.
Now, there was no way back.
The Holy Land Ancestor looked at Lin Mo, drew a deep breath, and spoke in an extremely frosty voice, "Young man, I admit your Talent is extremely strong—perhaps even I cannot match it. However, I, the Holy Land Ancestor, have cultivated for hundreds of years. Do you really think, by yourself, you can defeat me?"
However, just as he finished speaking, Lin Mo expressionlessly shook his head, his voice icy and supremely domineering, "Defeat you? No, I spoke of killing you! When I, Lin Mo, say something, there's no possibility of taking it back. Thus, today, you must die!"
"You…"
The face of the Holy Land Ancestor darkened repeatedly; he had been in secluded cultivation for decades, thinking that when he reemerged, he would be the pinnacle existence of Hua Country. Little did he know, the world had completely changed.
Even a seventeen or eighteen-year-old youth could threaten him now? Such a young man could be so arrogant in his presence?
The Holy Land Ancestor took another deep breath, forcefully suppressing all the rage inside, and said in a grave tone, "Young man, do you truly wish to have an irreconcilable conflict with my Shennongjia Sacred Domain?"
"An irreconcilable conflict? You are not even qualified to talk terms. What I mean is, I will annihilate all of Shennongjia, including you!" Lin Mo's voice thundered like the heavens, leaving no room for negotiation, his killing intent so intense that the entire space began to tremble and chill.