163: Chapter 163 Thunder Dragon Clears the Field

Lin Mo's blade slashed down once more.

This time, he wasn't aiming for Cao Shen's body, but for that constantly flowing Blood-Colored Life Line that stretched between the two of them.

The blade swept past, and the moment the Life Line snapped, the entire sky seemed to have been torn open.

The smile on Cao Shen's face finally vanished completely.

"You really can see it."

Lin Mo did not answer.

He didn't just see it.

He could even hear the sound of those Life Lines flowing.

After his tempering on the ninety-ninth floor of the Bone Platform, his perception of martial will, power flow, and Qi guidance had reached a level of sensitivity that was almost absurd.

The Sacrificial Array Cao Shen had laid out using the Mimics and Fallen Ones was no longer an unsolvable web in his eyes.

Instead, it was a series of threads that could be snipped one by one.

Just as Lin Mo's blade momentum slashed through the Blood Array in front of Cao Shen's chest, he didn't immediately follow up with another attack in the next instant.

Instead, he suddenly raised his left hand.

At that moment, the thunderous intent across the entire battlefield suddenly stalled.

It was as if some higher level of lightning was awakening within his body.

Cao Shen's pupils contracted slightly.

"You're still holding onto a trump card?"

Lin Mo did not answer.

He simply closed his eyes slowly for a moment.

The tempering on the ninety-ninth floor of the Bone Platform and the complete passivization of Void-Treading Cloud-Scaling Steps, Aurora Flowing Cloud Slash, and Starlight Moon Condensation had pushed his combat instincts to a staggering level.

And deep within those instincts, lightning was his sharpest, most violent card—and the most suitable one to flip the table with right now.

In the next instant, Lin Mo opened his eyes.

Thunderous light exploded within his gaze.

"Thunder Dragon Break."

As the low voice left his mouth, it was as if a pool of lightning that had been suppressed for a long time suddenly burst its banks within him.

Boom—!

The thunder did not fall from the sky.

It exploded outward from Lin Mo's body.

An extremely violent power of lightning surged crazily through his meridians, arms, and blade.

That lightning was no longer just ordinary sparks.

It was a true Thunder Dragon condensed from the will of destruction.

The dragon's head appeared first, followed by the body, claws, and tail, tearing through the sky layer by layer. Wrapped in a thunderstorm that shook the secret realm, it roared as it surged forward.

Cao Shen's expression truly changed for the first time.

Because he saw that the Thunder Dragon's target wasn't him at all.

It was the entire army of Mimics behind him.

"You dare—"

Cao Shen shouted sharply, instantly realizing what Lin Mo intended to do.

But it was already too late.

The Thunder Dragon Break crashed into the Black Tide with a roar.

Rumble—!!!

There were no fancy tricks.

Wherever the Thunder Dragon passed, the Mimics didn't even have time to react before being blasted directly into dust.

Swarms of Mimics were completely annihilated in the thunderous light before they could even let out a scream.

The black mist was torn apart.

Flesh was evaporated.

Remnant souls were shredded by the lightning intent.

A massive void was forcibly plowed through the entire sky by this single Thunder Dragon.

The army of Mimics behind Cao Shen was instantly blasted into a vast vacuum zone under this strike.

Countless Mimics that had been pouncing crazily vanished without a trace.

The Black Tide was severed.

The core of the Blood Array was exposed.

Between the high sky and the ground, a brief and almost surreal open area had been forcibly created.

Everyone was stunned.

Ji Wuchen looked up, his gaze blank.

Gu Yunting's hand holding his sword froze in mid-air, and he even forgot to breathe.

Lu Chenzhou's eyes widened even further, as if he himself had been struck by lightning.

The elders were also all shocked by this strike.

Lei Wanjun even forgot he was still fighting the Fallen Ones; he whipped his head around, his eyes filled with disbelief.

"What kind of power is this?!"

A deep tremor flickered in Shen Guhong's eyes.

Daoist Master Yun Yao couldn't help but whisper,

"Just how many trump cards does this kid have..."

The Thunder Dragon crossed the field!

After blasting through the Black Tide, its momentum was not yet exhausted, and it coiled directly between Cao Shen and Lin Mo like a wall forged of lightning.

That wall forcibly separated the Mimic army from Cao Shen himself.

It also sliced the entire battlefield into two zones.

On one side were the people who hadn't fully come to their senses, the severed tide of Mimics, and the black mist zone that had been cleared into a vacuum.

On the other side was Cao Shen.

And Lin Mo.

Now, he had forcibly turned the battlefield into a one-on-one duel.

Standing behind the embers of the thunderous light, Cao Shen's expression finally darkened completely.

The once-dense army of Mimics behind him had been cleared of a massive section by the Thunder Dragon Break; the Black Tide was noticeably thinner, and its formation had been instantly disrupted.

"Very good."

Cao Shen spoke slowly, his voice terrifyingly low.

"You have successfully angered me."

Lin Mo stood at the edge of the thunderous light, his face slightly pale.

The strike of the Thunder Dragon Break had consumed a massive amount of energy.

But his gaze was incredibly cold.

Because what he wanted was exactly this situation.

"Didn't you want to use everyone as a sacrifice?"

Lin Mo's voice was calm, yet frighteningly cold.

"Then let's see first if you yourself can survive this hurdle."

As his voice fell, he raised his right hand again.

Upon his blade, the thunderous light had not yet fully dissipated when the sharp edge of the Aurora Flowing Cloud Slash lit up once more.

At this moment, Lin Mo seemed to be holding two completely different yet interconnected powers simultaneously.

One was the destruction of lightning.

The other was the sharpness of his blade technique.

The two superimposed, and his battle intent soared to the heavens.

And Cao Shen finally stopped holding back as well.

He glanced at the vacuum zone that had been forcibly cleared behind him, the killing intent in his eyes almost condensing into substance.

"Fine."

"Then I will kill you with my own hands."

He took a step forward, his entire being merging completely with the Blood Array.

In the next instant, his aura shifted abruptly.

"Originally, I didn't want to waste this Sacrificial Body so early."

He looked up, and fine, dense black patterns actually emerged deep within his pupils.

"But since you insist on seeking death, I will grant it to you."

Boom!

As his voice fell, his entire person suddenly charged out.

His speed was incredibly fast.

Even after being suppressed by the secret realm, Cao Shen could still explode with such speed, clearly borrowing some kind of sinister external force.

Lin Mo's gaze turned cold, and he instantly activated the Void-Treading Cloud-Scaling Steps.

His figure shifted to the side, avoiding the opponent's frontal assault.

Cao Shen's punch hit empty air, the wind from the fist directly punching a massive gap in the black mist behind him.

But Lin Mo had already appeared behind him to the side.

His blade was like lightning as he followed through with the first layer of the Aurora Flowing Cloud Slash.

Cao Shen's reaction was extremely fast; he actually twisted his body in mid-air to tank it with his shoulder.

Squelch!

The blade tore through the black mist and also sliced through a layer of dark protective film on his shoulder.

A trickle of black blood seeped out.

Cao Shen frowned, clearly not expecting Lin Mo's blade to be able to slash through his protection.

"How can your blade be this fast?"

Lin Mo remained silent, his blade momentum rising again.

One step, one slash, one turn.

His movements were terrifyingly concise.

There were no extra flourishes.

No so-called flashy moves.

Yet every slash seemed precisely calculated, specifically picking the moments when Cao Shen exerted force, the gaps in his turns, and the instants when his protective film was thinnest.

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