18: This is outrageous!

That Outer Sect Disciple, with only a Qi Refining Fourth Layer (Cultivation Level) cultivation and wielding a Low Grade first-order Magical Artifact, was no match for Mo Haiyuan and was on the verge of collapse.

Mo Haiyuan had a Qi Refining Level Seven cultivation, but his magical power was unstable and his Foundation was shaky, clearly indicating it was forcefully accumulated through resources.

Yet, it was still not something that Outer Sect Disciple could withstand.

Furthermore, his precious robe, Talismans, and Magical Artifacts were all High Grade, and the Cultivation Technique and Spells he practiced were clearly stronger.

Zhou Kaiding shook his head; this was entirely seeking death, a display of overestimating one's abilities.

Indeed, blood overflowed from that person's mouth, and it was clear he wouldn't last much longer.

Mo Haiyuan felt a surge of satisfaction; this time, accompanying Mo Chengkong, he was constantly restricted by his mother and had no freedom whatsoever.

Today, taking advantage of Mo Chengkong's visit to Longevity Valley, he found an opportunity to sneak out, accompanied by only a few Qi Refinement Stage Disciples.

He had intended to find a place to enjoy himself, but was stopped on the street by a small Outer Sect Disciple.

This Outer Sect Disciple, with only a Qi Refining Fourth Layer (Cultivation Level), dared to speak wildly and threaten to teach him a lesson.

How could Mo Haiyuan tolerate that? Since he was so eager to die, then he might as well send him on his way.

Thus, they left Qianye City and engaged in a Spell duel here.

Mo Haiyuan's expression of mockery grew increasingly intense, and his attacks became more vicious.

Several Cultivators watching felt a twinge of pity, but no one spoke up to stop him.

Wang Ming's heart was bitter: Was the gap truly too great? It seemed there was only one way.

His mouth moved slightly, swallowing a Medicinal Pill hidden under his tongue.

The medicinal power surged like a raging torrent, instantly flooding his limbs and bones, his blood circulated frantically, and his heart pounded rapidly.

His entire Aura increased severalfold in an instant, his hair stood on end, and his whole body turned blood-red.

He transformed into a red lightning bolt, arriving before Mo Haiyuan in the blink of an eye.

He struck a palm towards the position of his heart.

The palm force directly shattered the bronze bell defense, then imprinted itself on Mo Haiyuan's chest.

Wang Ming felt a slight joy in his heart, a smile appearing on his face.

But in an instant, the smile turned to shock.

Mo Haiyuan was furious: Almost, he almost died at the hands of this trash.

A heart-protecting mirror on his chest shattered and fell out.

Mo Haiyuan's expression was sinister; he grabbed Wang Ming's neck and lifted him, saying, "How dare you! You wasted one of my life-saving Magical Artifacts."

While raging, he also felt a wave of lingering fear; if not for this heart-protecting mirror, he might have already died just now.

Wang Ming's face was ashen, and his heart sank rapidly.

This Medicinal Pill was originally a forbidden item, burning all of one's Life Qi in exchange for a single attack.

Now, having exhausted everything, he still failed to kill him.

Wang Ming's breathing was rapid; with his last bit of strength, he spat out a mouthful of blood.

It sprayed directly onto Mo Haiyuan's face.

Then his breath dissipated, his eyes lost their luster, and dimmed.

Mo Haiyuan threw away the corpse in his hand, his eyes dull, and reached up to wipe the blood from his face.

He looked at the substance on his hand; the disgusting blood seemed to silently mock his wretchedness, to be so humiliated by a person like an ant.

Mo Haiyuan's face gradually twisted, and the anger in his heart rapidly condensed as he glanced at the several Cultivators watching.

His lips twitched slightly, his expression terrifying.

He condensed a Spiritual Qi palm print and slapped it towards the crowd.

Zhou Kaiding felt helpless; it was another unprovoked disaster.

The several Cultivators naturally couldn't just wait for death; they each used their methods to block the attack.

Feeling that something was amiss, they exchanged glances and scattered in all directions.

Mo Haiyuan's eyes flickered; he did not pursue.

He merely said coldly to the other several Qi Refinement Stage Disciples who had followed him, "Leave none alive."

Zhou Kaiding ran, his face uncertain; indeed, curiosity could kill.

However, in that situation, not knowing would likely have made him even more uneasy.

He shook his head, no longer thinking about it, only hoping that they would part ways here and never meet again.

Mo Xuan was also speechless, grumbling inwardly: Is Old Zhou really the Child of Destiny? Trouble follows him wherever he goes.

Not long after hurrying.

Zhou Kaiding stopped, turning around with a solemn expression.

He saw a Youth Cultivator quickly catching up, and seeing Zhou Kaiding stop, he also came to a halt not far away.

Looking at this person's face, Zhou Kaiding immediately felt a bad premonition; he had seen this person not long ago, and he should be one of the Xuanjin Sect Disciples who followed Mo Haiyuan.

"Does Fellow Daoist intend to just leave like that?"

The Youth Cultivator spoke with a smile.

Zhou Kaiding's heart sank, his face grim, and he demanded, "Is the Xuanjin Sect really so indiscriminate?"

The Youth Cultivator shook his head: "Who told you to see what you shouldn't have seen, and angered Young Master Mo? You brought it upon yourselves."

After speaking, he said no more, quickly forming hand seals, and streaks of golden magical power longswords condensed before him.

The sword tips pointed directly at Zhou Kaiding, and shot towards him.

The Xuanjin Sect was famous for its various Metal-attribute Spells and Cultivation Techniques, and its One Qi Grasping Great Hand Seal, and most of the Disciples it recruited had Metal-attribute talent.

This is going too far.

Mo Xuan also got angry.

He flew out, his black mysterious light/aura (boundary) instantly transforming into a large snake several zhang long, blocking all the golden longswords.

He felt a slight solemnity in his heart; this person was several times stronger than Daoist Tianyang.

"You leave first, I'll handle this here."

Upon hearing this, Zhou Kaiding felt bitter, but he also knew that staying would not help.

Seeing a large black snake appear, the Youth Cultivator's expression became serious.

He had underestimated this person after all.

The Youth Cultivator flipped his hand and took out a golden wheel; magical power surged into it, and the golden wheel emitted dazzling golden light, spinning and flying around his body.

This was a unique Magical Artifact of the Xuanjin Sect, the Xuanjin Wheel, which, when combined with the Xuanjin Sect's Cultivation Technique, could unleash extraordinary power.

His fingers flexed, and the golden wheel shot out, moving extremely fast, attacking Mo Xuan.

Mo Xuan's body surged with magical power; he dared not underestimate it, and quickly dodged, his snake mouth opening to condense streaks of water arrows, all attacking at once.

Seeing this, the Youth Cultivator also dared not be negligent; golden light emerged from his body, forming a golden great shield that blocked all the water arrows.

They exchanged blows, and after several rounds, neither was harmed.

Mo Xuan knew that these methods wouldn't defeat the opponent, so he prepared to find an opportunity for close-quarters combat.

Seizing the chance, Mo Xuan whipped his tail, striking the side of the golden wheel, sending it flying, while simultaneously his heart stirred: Demonic Body Transformation.

Red light permeated his body, his magical power greatly increased, and his ferocity overflowed, though his consciousness was only slightly affected.

Taking advantage of the golden wheel's rotation, his speed surged, and he charged directly towards the Youth Cultivator.

The sudden increase in speed broke the Youth Cultivator's judgment.

Seeing Mo Xuan already in front of him, he had no time to control the golden wheel to continue attacking.

A golden armor condensed, forming an armored giant, and with a wave of his hand, a golden great shield appeared in front of him, completely obscuring his figure.

In his right hand, he held a golden magical power giant axe, poised to strike.

Mo Xuan, relying on the comprehensive increase in speed, Physical Body, and magical power brought by the Demonic Body Transformation Divine Ability, hardened his heart.

He did not dodge or evade, but brutally crashed into the golden great shield.

The golden great shield shattered, and a golden giant axe cleaved directly towards Mo Xuan's head.