74: Artifact vs. Artifact

A sharp Sword Qi, carrying the power to destroy heaven and earth, suddenly slashed down from the sky!

The Martial God didn't even have time to react before feeling a chill on his head, his vision went black, and he fell straight down.

The crowd looked up in horror, only to see a remarkably handsome young man riding on the Qi, his robes fluttering, appearing like an immortal descended to earth.

"Qin Mo! You finally came!" Seeing the newcomer, Zhongli Jianxin felt instantly relieved, a trace of joy appearing on his pale face.

Qin Mo landed lightly on the ground, glanced at the Martial God who died with deep resentment, and then looked at the blood-soaked Zhongli Jianxin, unable to help teasing, "I say, Old Zhong, your strength is truly a bit lacking. You wander around everywhere, causing trouble everywhere. Fortunately, I arrived in time, otherwise you would have met your end here today. For someone like you to still be alive, it's truly a miracle!"

Zhongli Jianxin's old face flushed red, he coughed awkwardly, and defended himself, "Young Master Qin, that is not true! These people are devoid of conscience, slaughtering the innocent, leaving millions of lives in misery. Anyone with a conscience would be furious and would fight them to the death!"

"Forget it," Qin Mo waved his hand, "I wouldn't fight them to the death. As long as they don't come to provoke my friends and family, I couldn't care less whether they live or die."

Zhongli Jianxin was instantly speechless, wanting to condemn this "it has nothing to do with me, so I'll just watch from the sidelines" behavior of Qin Mo, but didn't know where to start.

Just then, the surrounding Disciples dressed in Wind Thunder Sect attire flew in from all directions like locusts, surrounding Qin Mo and Zhongli Jianxin.

"Catch them! Sacrifice these two ignorant things to the great Wind and Thunder God!" A Wind and Thunder Sect Elder with a fleshy face and fierce eyes shouted sternly.

Other Disciples also clamored, "Kill them! Sacrifice them to the Wind and Thunder God!"

"With two Martial God sacrifices, the Wind and Thunder God will surely be very happy!"

"By then, the Wind and Thunder God will surely bestow upon us even greater power!"

"By then, we will be able to unite the world!"

Listening to these fanatical and brainless clamors, Qin Mo couldn't help but roll his eyes, and said to Zhongli Jianxin with a speechless expression, "Old Zhong, look at what kind of things you've provoked? Each one is like a cult, the chuunibyou aura is too thick."

Hearing the word "sacrifice", Zhongli Jianxin was instantly filled with burning rage, his eyes turned crimson, his whole body trembled, and he almost lost his reason.

He gritted his teeth and said, "These insane beasts are actually using living people for sacrifice! Young Master Qin, as long as you kill them, I will give my heavenly guard cloak to you!"

"heavenly guard cloak?" Qin Mo raised an eyebrow, becoming interested, "Are you serious?"

The heavenly guard cloak, he had failed to obtain it time and again, but this time this guy finally relented.

Zhongli Jianxin immediately raised three fingers and swore solemnly, "I, Zhongli Jianxin, swear to heaven that as long as Young Master Qin can kill these Wind Thunder Sect beasts, I will immediately offer the heavenly guard cloak with both hands!"

The corners of Qin Mo's mouth curled up slightly, revealing a playful smile, "Very good, I was just waiting for those words. Actually... I wanted to kill them all long ago."

Qin Mo sneered, his figure flashed, and like a ghost, he charged into the midst of the Wind Thunder Sect Disciples.

The five leading Martial Gods saw this and all sneered in disdain.

"Just relying on you, you want to kill us all? Truly a daydream!" A burly Martial God said with a mocking face, "Kid, you haven't even grown your hair out and you're learning to act tough, aren't you afraid of spraining your waist!"

Another skinny Martial God said sarcastically, "I think this kid is crazy about acting tough, daring to run to our Wind Thunder Sect's territory to act wildly. Brothers, show him some color!"

"Don't kill him, catch him alive! Such a tender-skinned kid, sacrificing him to the Wind and Thunder God might allow us to break through to a higher Realm!" A pockmarked Martial God licked his lips.

Qin Mo couldn't be bothered to talk nonsense with them, directly drew the heavenly sword, and unleashed a move of the Holy Spirit Sword Art.

"Sword Twenty-Two!"

A brilliant Sword Qi slashed across the sky, flashing and disappearing like a shooting star.

That burly Martial God didn't even have time to scream before he was beheaded by a single sword strike, his corpse falling straight down.

"Damn! A one-hit kill?!" The crowd was instantly dumbfounded, their jaws almost dropping to the ground.

They never imagined that Qin Mo could so easily kill a Martial God powerhouse.

The remaining four Martial Gods were furious, successively unleashed their weapons, and attacked Qin Mo together.

"Kid, you are courting death!"

"Daring to kill our Wind Thunder Sect's people, you are dead!"

"Die!"

Qin Mo was not afraid at all, the heavenly sword in his hand danced airtightly, the sword light flickering like a silver dragon tossing in the air.

Another move of "Sword Twenty-Two" was unleashed, and another Martial God screamed, fell from the sky, and smashed into a puddle of flesh.

Now, the remaining three Martial Gods were completely shocked; they realized that even joining forces, they were simply no match for Qin Mo.

Just as they were preparing to retreat, Qin Mo slashed out with another sword, and a Martial God's head flew high into the air, blood spraying out.

The remaining two Martial Gods were scared out of their wits, turned around, and fled.

Qin Mo sneered, his figure flashed, he chased after them, and killed one of the Martial Gods with a single sword strike.

The last Martial God was so scared his liver and gallbladder split, and he hurriedly shouted for help, "Elder Feng, save me!"

At this moment.

With a loud boom, flames shot into the sky from the direction of the capital's imperial palace.

An old man, with hair and beard standing on end, swept over like a hurricane.

This person was naturally Elder Feng!

Elder Feng, with hair and beard standing on end, swept over like a hurricane, appearing between Qin Mo and that Martial God in the blink of an eye.

Just as he was about to intervene, he saw a cold light flash, a head flew high into the air, and blood sprayed out.

"Kid, you have such great courage, daring to kill my subordinate right under my nose!" Elder Feng roared, his voice like a thunderclap, vibrating the surrounding houses until they hummed.

Qin Mo sheathed his sword and stood, looking at Elder Feng with a calm expression, "You are Elder Feng? I have long heard of your name, nice to meet you. However, your subordinates are too weak. I just waved my sword lightly and they were gone. It really disappoints me."

"You..." Elder Feng was so angry his beard stood up, "Sharp-tongued kid, today I will definitely tear you into ten thousand pieces!"

"Don't be like that, old man, having such a big temper is bad for your health." Qin Mo had a punchable expression, "I kindly helped you clean up your sect, you should be thanking me, why are you returning kindness with ingratitude?"

"Thank you?" Elder Feng laughed in extreme anger, "I will thank you by sending you to meet your ancestors!"

Having said that, Elder Feng's figure flashed, appearing in front of Qin Mo like a ghost, and struck out with a palm.

Violent True Essence surged toward Qin Mo like a mountain collapsing and a sea overturning, and the surrounding air was compressed, emitting bursts of explosions.

Qin Mo did not dodge or evade, taking Elder Feng's palm strike head-on.

"Boom!"

With a loud noise, the ground under Qin Mo's feet instantly collapsed, forming a huge deep pit.

Seeing this, Elder Feng was overjoyed, thinking Qin Mo would surely die.

However, as the dust settled, he saw Qin Mo still standing in place, unscathed.

"How is this possible?" Elder Feng widened his eyes in disbelief. His palm strike was enough to kill any Martial God, yet Qin Mo was unscathed?

"Is that all the strength you have? Are you scratching an itch for me?" Qin Mo brushed the dust off his body and said with a look of disdain.

Elder Feng then noticed that Qin Mo was wearing a treasure armor shimmering with golden light, and immediately understood why Qin Mo was able to withstand his attack.

"heavenly guardian divine armor! You actually possess the heavenly guardian divine armor!" Elder Feng said through gritted teeth.

"That's right, it is the heavenly guardian divine armor." Qin Mo proudly raised his eyebrows, "How is it, envious? Jealous? Too bad you don't have one."

Elder Feng snorted coldly, "It's just a mere heavenly guardian divine armor, my wind thunder blade can easily break it open!"

As he spoke, a large blade shimmering with lightning appeared in Elder Feng's hand.

The large blade shimmered with terrifying lightning, and the sound of wind and thunder faintly whistled on the blade.

Elder Feng grinned hideously, his eyes filled with killing intent, "Kid, this wind thunder blade of mine is a Divine Artifact bestowed by the Wind and Thunder God, specially used to break your kind of tortoise shells! Today, I will let you witness its power!"

Hearing this, Qin Mo was shocked in his heart.

A Divine Artifact bestowed by the Wind and Thunder God?

The foundation is truly deep.

His expression became serious; it seems this battle is even more troublesome than he imagined.

"Die!" Elder Feng roared, lifted the wind thunder blade, and slashed fiercely at Qin Mo.

Violent Saber Qi, mixed with the power of wind and thunder, seemed as if it wanted to tear heaven and earth apart.

Qin Mo dared not take it head-on, hurriedly dodging to the side.

The Saber Qi struck the ground, leaving a bottomless trench, and the surrounding trees instantly turned into powder.

Qin Mo secretly rejoiced, fortunately he dodged in time, otherwise even with the heavenly guardian divine armor protecting his body, he would likely have been seriously injured.

"Run? Can you run?" Elder Feng sneered, his figure chasing up like a ghost, the wind thunder blade in his hand slashing repeatedly, each strike containing the power to destroy heaven and earth.

Qin Mo dodged left and right, in constant peril.

Although he had the heavenly guardian divine armor protecting him, he was after all not as strong as Elder Feng, and was soon struck by a blast of Saber Qi.

Seeing this, Elder Feng was overjoyed, thinking this strike would surely split the heavenly guardian divine armor and cut Qin Mo down under his blade.

But a scene that shocked him happened.

The Saber Qi struck Qin Mo, but it was as if it struck an invisible barrier, emitting a loud "bang", and then dissipated into nothingness.

In front of Qin Mo, a pale blue energy shield shimmered with light; it was his Three Returns to Origin Qi.

"This... how is it possible? A Mortal can actually use martial arts to block a Divine Artifact?" Elder Feng widened his eyes in disbelief.

Blocking this strike, Qin Mo was also happy in his heart.

It seems Three Returns to Origin Qi is even more powerful than he imagined.

However, he also knew that his strength was far inferior to Elder Feng, and if things continued like this, his defense would sooner or later be broken by the opponent.

"Old man, your wind thunder blade is nothing special!" Qin Mo feigned calmness, still not letting up with his words.

Hearing this, Elder Feng's rage grew even more, and he slashed out with the wind thunder blade again, the power even greater than before.

Qin Mo bitterly supported his Three Returns to Origin Qi, feeling the True Essence in his body consuming rapidly.

"No, at this rate I won't last long." Qin Mo was anxious in his heart, he must think of a way to improve his strength.

"Heh, next, let me show you what real power is!"

A trace of determination flashed in Qin Mo's eyes, and he roared, "Northern Darkness Divine Art!"

A terrifying aura instantly enveloped a radius of over ten miles, like a god or demon descending, suffocating.

The Wind Thunder Sect Disciples within ten miles instantly felt an irresistible suction force, their internal True Essence uncontrollably and rapidly flowing away, turning into streams of white Qi visible to the naked eye, traversing the sky, gathering into a huge river of energy, and surging toward Qin Mo.

"My Internal Energy! My Internal Energy is out of control!"

"What is happening? What kind of Evil Art is this?"

"Help! My cultivation is about to be sucked dry!"

"Elder Feng, save us!"

No matter how they struggled, they could not stop the loss of their Internal Energy.

The massive torrent of Internal Energy poured into Qin Mo's body, although it was mostly consumed during the transmission process, so much Internal Energy gathered together was still unimaginably vast.

Qin Mo felt his body filled with power, like a volcanic eruption, surging endlessly.

He immediately operated his Cultivation Technique, guiding this huge energy to impact the Realm barrier.

"Crack!"

A crisp sound rang out inside Qin Mo's body, his cultivation instantly broke through, reaching the fifth layer of Martial God!

Seeing this, Elder Feng was shocked; this kid was actually using such a crooked, evil method to improve his strength!

He roared, "Kid, don't even think about succeeding!"

The wind thunder blade slashed out again, carrying the power to destroy heaven and earth, heading straight for Qin Mo.

Qin Mo sneered, and his Three Returns to Origin Qi once again blocked Elder Feng's attack.

He was absorbing the Internal Energy of the surrounding Disciples while resisting Elder Feng's attacks, multitasking, without the slightest disorder.

"Old man, your attacks are useless against me!" Qin Mo mocked, "You cannot stop me!"

Elder Feng's face was livid; he didn't expect this kid to be so troublesome, and that his strength improved so quickly.

"Kid, do you think you can win against me just like this?" Elder Feng said through gritted teeth, "Today, I will let you witness what true despair is!"