167: Chapter 167 Azure Dragon Phantom

Lin Mo let out a low shout, his body darting out, killing intent surging in the golden-red vertical pupils of his Dragonborn Form.

He did not pursue the tentacle. Instead, he charged directly at the main body of the Evil Shadow.

Because he knew that Shen Yi could still hold on for the time being. The real key was the Shadow of a Thousand Eyes and a Thousand Tentacles!

As long as the Evil Shadow was forced back into the rift, there was still a chance to suppress the out-of-control essence within Shen Yi. Otherwise, if it dragged on, Shen Yi would surely die.

But just as he approached, the massive black eye in the very center of the Evil Shadow slowly turned. In that instant, Lin Mo felt the world suddenly sink...

It was a gaze that transcended the level of living beings, piercing directly through his flesh, bones, and meridians, locking onto even his soul.

The next second, the Evil Shadow did not use its tentacles again but instead cast a black beam of light directly at him. Boom!

Lin Mo was struck as if by a heavy blow, his chest feeling as though it had been smashed by an invisible giant hammer. Several scale patterns on his Dragonborn Form shattered instantly, and he was sent flying backward from mid-air, crashing heavily into a dilapidated Bone Platform.

"Lin Mo!" The people below all changed color. Ji Wuchen's face turned deathly pale, and Gu Yunting gripped his sword tighter, his eyes filled with horror.

"He... was beaten back in one hit?" Lei Wanjun's expression was grave, and he said in a low voice, "This is simply not a power on the same level."

Daoist Master Yun Yao also felt her heart tighten as she watched. She knew very well that Lin Mo's strength far exceeded his peers, but even so, he was still far too weak in front of this phantom. It was a chasm that could not be bridged by merely risking one's life.

Lin Mo slowly raised his head from the rubble, a trace of blood seeping from the corner of his mouth. Just as he tried to get up, the Evil Shadow's second black beam descended. This time, he didn't even have room to dodge. The black beam pierced through the center of his forehead.

Divine sense invasion—Lin Mo's Spirit world was completely torn open. The next instant, Lin Mo felt his vision go black, and all sounds around him vanished. The battlefield, the wind, the shouting of the crowd, the rift in the sky, the black fog tentacles—everything seemed to be instantly withdrawn.

When he opened his eyes again, he was already in a boundless darkness. There was no sky, no earth, no direction here. There were only countless eyes. Densely packed, overlapping, spreading in all directions. Some of those eyes were closed, some half-open, and some were slowly turning, as if examining prey that had finally fallen into their grasp.

And in the deepest part of the darkness, the Spirit projection of the Shadow of a Thousand Eyes and a Thousand Tentacles slowly appeared. It was more terrifying than in reality. More massive. More pure. Countless tentacles hung down in the void, as if each one was connected to some indescribable abyssal will.

Lin Mo stood in the center of this Spirit world, his whole body shivering slightly. Even with the protection of the remaining will of his Dragonborn Form, he could still feel his sea of consciousness being compressed, polluted, and eroded bit by bit.

The Shadow of a Thousand Eyes and a Thousand Tentacles did not continue launching external attacks but instead directly invaded his Spirit world. Because it knew very well that it could not defeat Lin Mo in a battle on the physical plane for the time being. But the Spirit plane was different. As long as it succeeded in the erosion, Lin Mo's will would be completely polluted, becoming the next vessel it could manipulate.

"Foolish human." A layered voice, as if speaking from countless eyes at once, boomed in the Spirit world. "You are very special." "Therefore, you are more suitable to become my new memory."

Lin Mo's expression turned cold, and he forced himself to steady his mind. But the next second, intense pain exploded instantly. Lin Mo staggered, his knees nearly buckling.

Countless fragmented whispers, shrieks, and murmurs, like countless cold fingers, were drilling from all directions into the depths of his sea of consciousness. He knew that was not auditory hallucination. The Spirit invasion of the Shadow of a Thousand Eyes and a Thousand Tentacles had already begun.

It did not collide with him head-on again, but instead tore open his mental defenses, intending to erode his will inch by inch from the most vulnerable points.

Lin Mo's consciousness shook violently in that instant, his mind feeling as if it were being swallowed by an endless black tide. There were no boundaries, no light around him. Only eyes. Densely packed eyes.

Some of those eyes were hollow, some ferocious, and some even carried a kind of near-cruel playfulness, staring coldly at him, as if looking at prey about to be dismantled and devoured.

And in the deepest part of those countless eyes, the Spirit projection of the Shadow of a Thousand Eyes and a Thousand Tentacles slowly emerged. It was larger, more ferocious, and purer than in reality. Black fog flowed around it, like countless unformed tentacle bones, pulsing beat by beat.

"Finally... caught you." That layered whisper, as if squeezed out by thousands of voices, echoed in Lin Mo's sea of consciousness. "Hmm? Why do you... have the scent I hate the most on you?"

Lin Mo's heart jolted; the Azure Dragon Mark on his forehead, which had been silent all along, suddenly lit up. As soon as the azure light appeared, the Spirit projection of the Shadow of a Thousand Eyes and a Thousand Tentacles suddenly stalled. Countless eyes contracted almost simultaneously.

In the darkness, it was as if some extremely ancient, extremely distant memory had been instantly pried open by that point of azure light. The next moment, the entire Spirit world shook violently.

Boom! The azure light soared from Lin Mo's chest like a dragon's spine spanning eternity, tearing a long rift in the darkness. Immediately after, a low, distant, and ancient dragon roar, as if coming from the beginning of the world, slowly sounded. Roar—

That dragon roar was not high-pitched, but it struck like a heavy hammer, smashing heavily into the Spirit core of the Shadow of a Thousand Eyes and a Thousand Tentacles. Lin Mo felt his mind go blank.

Immediately after, that Azure Dragon Phantom slowly raised its head from the depths of the darkness, its dragon horns jagged and imposing, its dragon whiskers like waterfalls, and as its dragon eyes opened and closed, it carried an ancient majesty that suppressed all evil and transcended all paths.

It was not a pure phantom. It was more like a wisp of will that had spanned endless years, sleeping in his bloodline and mark, forcibly awakened by the Evil Shadow's invasion.

And at the very moment the Azure Dragon appeared— The Shadow of a Thousand Eyes and a Thousand Tentacles flew into a complete rage. "It's you!!!"

That was not a calm judgment, but a roar that erupted simultaneously from countless eyes, countless soul fragments, and countless crushed grievances. The entire Spirit world twisted crazily in this roar.

It recognized it. How could it not recognize it? That was the aura of its nemesis, which it had etched into its bones for its entire life and could never erase. It was the power that had personally suppressed, torn apart, and sealed it in the abyss back then! Countless grievances that had been suppressed for too long exploded at this moment. "It's you!!!"