"Really?"
Dugu Qiuming's gaze was steely as he stared at Lin Mo, a chilly glint reaching its extreme in his eyes, he said, "The overly confident ultimately meet their demise right here!"
With those words, an endlessly violent aura emanated from Dugu Qiuming, and in an instant, the entire space turned as if it were the apocalypse.
Then all of heaven and earth became dark, giving off the feeling that, in this moment, Dugu Qiuming was a sovereign of darkness capable of ruling over all!
Thud!
Soon after, Dugu Qiuming casually took a step, as if shattering heaven and earth, he said coldly, "Have you ever seen such a weapon?"
Whirr!!
As soon as he finished speaking, a violent wind howled between heaven and earth, and in a blink, flames seemed capable of burning the sky.
Everyone watching felt a crisp ringing in the air. When they looked up, they discovered a vicious bird, as real as it existed, standing between heaven and earth.
And in the blink of an eye, the vicious bird had transformed into a blood-colored longsword.
"Good heavens!! What… what kind of weapon is this? It can actually transform into the Vermilion Bird at will, could this be a Divine Artifact?"
"If I hadn't seen it with my own eyes, I would never have known of such a powerful weapon existing in my lifetime!"
"This time, Lin Mo will likely find it hard to escape unscathed."
Everyone present was stunned, well aware that Dugu Qiuming's weapon was entirely of a different caliber compared to Dugu Changnan's.
And with Dugu Qiuming's realm of ability being even more formidable than Dugu Changnan's, how heaven-defying was that?
It was likely that with a single action, he could completely crush Lin Mo!
Dugu Qiuming's eyes narrowed as he stared icily at Lin Mo, saying, "This sword of mine is a true High-Grade Holy Artifact! Just one step shy of becoming an Immortal Artifact, it was handed down to me by my ancestors. Not to mention those of the same realm, even a Half-step Martial God would be nothing but slain by a single stroke of my Canghong Sword!"
As the last word fell, Dugu Qiuming simply raised the Canghong Sword slightly and, in an instant, numerous fearsome flames roared to life, fierce and terrifying. All around felt oppressed under such suppression, their hearts nearly bursting.
"Such fearsome power!"
"With this sword unleashed, I reckon there are few in Huaxia who could withstand it?"
Among those of the Xia Family present, although many were Martial Arts Masters, their spirits trembled.
Previously, they had thought Martial Saints to be almost godlike beings, but now they realized their vision was as negligible as ants.
True peerless powerhouses were not entities they could easily encounter, and those public figures of power in Huaxia, compared to the hidden ultimate powerhouses, were like frail vessels on the sea!
"Boy, do you now realize how ridiculous your so-called arrogance is? Do you think your astounding talent allows you to look down on everything? You really don't understand the value of keeping a low profile! Right now, in front of me, you're nothing but a joke."
Dugu Qiuming spoke with overwhelming conviction, his figure hovering in the sky, looking down on Lin Mo like an awe-inspiring sovereign.
Thereupon, Dugu Qiuming continued, "Kid, in your next life, remember not to stand out too much. Otherwise, even if you are an exceptional genius, you will only bend the knee in death!"
"Is that so? I don't think so! There has yet to be anyone in this world who can defeat me!" Faced with such peril, Lin Mo retorted with scorn, his voice even tinged with amusement.
Madness!
Everyone thought Lin Mo had gone completely mad.
In such circumstances, wasn't he supposed to be sweating profusely, thinking of how to flee?
Yet Lin Mo had no intention of fleeing; in fact, he was actually provoking and mocking Dugu Qiuming!
"A High-Grade Holy Artifact, what's it worth!?"
"Your ancestor's hand-me-down is impressive? In my eyes, it's no different from a pile of dog shit!"
After speaking...
Lin Mo took a step into the void.
Thud!
With that step, the heavens and earth shook in unison, as if the ground itself was being torn asunder. In an instant, countless storms whipped up.
At some point, the Xuanyuan Sword had appeared in Lin Mo's hand. With a swing, a booming sound erupted, and in a flash, countless killings soared to the sky, their might unstoppable.
"This... This is the Xuanyuan Sword?"
"My God!! This is too terrifying!"
Everyone present was shocked once again, never having expected Lin Mo to possess something as divine as the Xuanyuan Sword.
Although the Xuanyuan Sword in Lin Mo's hand wasn't a true Divine Artifact, it truly left the crowd in awe.
Thud!
Without waiting for everyone to react, Lin Mo's figure shot skyward once more, swinging the Xuanyuan Sword as though it could extinguish everything.
Roar!
The sword's might howled, and the sword light shot straight into the heavens. The cold might of the sword made everyone below feel as though they had plunged into an ice cave.
"How strong is Lin Mo exactly?"
"We're no different from ants! Earlier we scoffed at Lin Mo, but in a blink of an eye, he has become the master, capable of destroying whomever he wishes!"
Dugu Qiuming's face above, was even uglier, his expression burning with pain!
He had just been boasting about his Canghong Sword, and now Lin Mo had brought out the Xuanyuan Sword.
"Truly a frog at the bottom of the well!"
Out of Lin Mo's mouth came a contemptuous voice, and at once Dugu Qiuming's face turned pale. Not for any other reason but because Lin Mo's show of dominance and confidence had completely shattered the pride he had previously held.
Then, Lin Mo stepped into the void, his voice cold, "Let me show you what it means to be the true king among swords!"
Buzz!
An incomparably fearsome sword's might enveloped Dugu Qiuming, making his face instantly turn as pale as snow. Even in his pupils, a color of fear had begun to emerge.
"Are you afraid?" Lin Mo's voice carried a mocking tone, but lacked any trace of emotion, like a cold and unfeeling overlord.
Swoosh swoosh swoosh!
Countless gazes below turned toward Dugu Qiuming, who, just moments ago, had exhibited an unparalleled power. Now, faced with the murderous might displayed by Lin Mo, he was continually backing away.
Buzz!
Lin Mo swung his sword again, but this time, it condensed into a tangible sword light that was unstoppable and indomitable and seemed to pierce through heaven and earth.
With one slash, even the void's thunder and lightning seemed to be frightened, hiding away in the dark clouds.
As for Dugu Qiuming, his face turned deathly pale. Under these circumstances, all his attacks, all his defenses, seemed to be futile.
"No!!! No please!!"
Dugu Qiuming began to regret, to tremble, wondering why he had provoked such a fearsome existence. He was unwilling, desperate, and afraid – he couldn't accept dying here.
But that sword, as if it could extinguish heaven and earth, was one he could not possibly block.
He could only watch, wide-eyed, as the endless sword light swept toward him. Dugu Qiuming roared repeatedly, "I surrender, I surrender!"
"The people Lin Mo wants dead, have never lived to tell the tale," Lin Mo's voice thundered with authority. And then, with an unstoppable sword might, there was no pause.
Pff!
A sound of blood spraying echoed through the sky, and under the watchful eyes of everyone, Dugu Qiuming's proud head was brutally severed, plummeting to the ground. As his head continued to fall, Dugu Qiuming's eyes were still staring wide open, seemingly in disbelief to the very end that he could die by the hand of a young man of seventeen or eighteen.