80: Chapter 80 This Blue Planet Has Long Belonged to Us in the East

Holy Lord Lawrence constantly choked on water in this illusion, repeatedly experiencing the feeling of suffocation and near-death… “Ah ah ah ah ah ah!”

“Gurgle gurgle gurgle gurgle gurgle…”

“Puff puff puff puff puff…”

“Don’t be so arrogant…”

Even in such a sorry state, Lawrence’s harsh words didn’t stop.

At this moment, Lin Mo reached out and fiercely grabbed Lawrence’s golden hair.

With a “rip,” the hair was pulled off, revealing a receding hairline.

Lin Mo pressed down hard with his other hand, and with a “crack,” Lawrence’s collarbone fractured and collapsed.

Then he lifted his foot and stomped hard on Lawrence’s back. The originally liquid Yellow Spring Water quickly solidified into concrete.

Lawrence’s spine broke, and he slumped to the ground.

Like a dog with a broken back, he whined and barked… “This time, my intelligence wasn’t gathered properly. I accept this pain…”

“But you made a mistake by pulling me into an illusion!”

“I, the Night Demon, the Lord of Dreams! Since you are willing to enter the illusion, I should let you know who is truly the master of this illusion!”

Lawrence suddenly shattered into a ball of black mist, tearing apart the entire illusion constructed by Nie Xiaoqian.

The Blood Moon instantly swelled tenfold, and the Yellow Spring Water beneath Lin Mo’s feet turned into a viscous pool of blood.

Twelve spiky castles pierced out from underground, each tower adorned with the drying bodies of powerful Eastern cultivators.

In an instant, Lin Mo arrived in a strange, evil spirit castle.

"Welcome to my dinner table."

Lawrence floated before a long table set for a blood feast of ten thousand, dressed in a clean, form-fitting, flamboyant suit, appearing elegant and noble… “Next, I invite you to savor an exquisite dinner.”

“The main course, stewed human knee…”

"Dinner is served!"

Tens of thousands of dining knives transformed into giant axes of flesh and blood, chopping down. Lin Mo’s kneecaps were instantly severed, and he fell to the ground, unable to rise.

His severed legs floated in the air, tracing a perfect arc before falling into a bubbling copper pot filled with ingredients.

At this moment… the severed, bloody legs actually transformed into two roaring Yellow Spring Dragons, soaring into the sky.

"Mirror Flower Water Moon. Triple Body."

Lin Mo’s true body stepped out from the oil painting behind Lawrence, his fingertips still carrying the faint fragrance from Nie Xiaoqian’s lips.

“How is this possible?”

“I cultivate nightmares in the West, and I am naturally terrified of nightmares and illusions, possessing extremely high talent. How can you still freely create small illusions in this space?!”

Holy Lord Lawrence was greatly shocked.

“The second dish! Pan-fried human organs!”

In a panic, Lawrence overturned the table and once again cast a nightmare. The falling plates transformed into scalpels, rushing towards Lin Mo.

“Still playing this trick?”

“Mirror Flower Water Moon, Mirror Reflection…”

"Trace!"

All the scalpels flying towards Lin Mo suddenly turned their tips in a mirror reflection.

Seventy-two bloodlines instantly lit up on Lawrence’s chest.

Suddenly, his entire body gushed with blood, and his liver was also extracted.

It was placed on the iron plate he created and began to roast… “Sizzle sizzle sizzle—”

Lawrence’s liver roasted, releasing a large amount of fat… “I didn’t expect you to have a fatty liver. You must have stayed in dreams for too long. Get up and exercise more often; don’t just daydream…”

This pain caused the twelve-layered nightmare barrier he created to suddenly tremble.

It resonated with Mirror Flower Water Moon and instantly shattered.

Both sides returned to reality… “Damn it, damn those Western financial groups! How dare they give me false intelligence!”

Originally, Lawrence had never attacked Dragon Country precisely because he feared Lin Mo.

After such a long time, he thought he had finally figured out the opponent’s intelligence.

As a result, in the opponent’s hands, he was simply a chick that could be crushed at any time.

“Borgula V! Borgula IV!”

He once again released two Vampire Kings.

Crimson power transformed into thousands of bats, preparing for a diversion to make a quick escape.

“Don’t think you can escape just because there are many of you…”

Mingsha Emperor also released millions ofPaper Crane (Paper Cranes of the Underworld) to battle the flying blood bats.

Outnumbered.

—200 million… —800 million… —600 million… 600 million… —200 million… —800 million… —600 million… 600 million… This means the blood bats’ attack power was above that of thePaper Crane (Paper Cranes of the Underworld).

But Mingsha Emperor’s release of paper cranes was simply too numerous… often one bat had to simultaneously deal with dozens or even hundreds of paper crane attacks.

Powerless… These blood bats quickly couldn’t withstand the greater number of attacks. One by one, they were killed and turned into blood mist, falling to the ground as a blood rain.

“How could this be?!”

“Two powerful Ghost Servants who achieved Corporeal Liberation to Immortality are already god-tier existences! How can an Immortal Ghost King also defeat my nightmare-level Ghost Servants?!”

Lawrence, transformed into a bat, darted left and right in the air, looking utterly disheveled, still unwilling to give up.

“Oh, you can still run…”

“Alright, you’ve taken so many rounds of my attacks and haven’t died yet. You truly can be called the strongest by me.”

“Therefore, someone as strong as you will have the honor of becoming an exhibit in my museum, to be admired by future generations.”

“Jingjue Emperor, use the yellow sand to mummify him…”

“As you command, my Lord!”

Jingjue Emperor gently tapped the void with her slender finger, and the entire instance suddenly echoed with the roar of camel bells.

Ancient Loulan sand spewed from the floor cracks, instantly congealing into nine giant sandstorm pythons that entangled the sky full of blood bats.

Lawrence, in his bat form, frantically crashed against the sand wall to escape.

"Gather!"

The sand pythons suddenly contracted into a Pyramid-shaped sarcophagus.

The blood bats trapped within began to rapidly dehydrate.

Lawrence’s true body was forced to condense into human form in the eye of the sandstorm.

His gold-embroidered tailcoat was carbonizing, and his skin cracked into a drought-like pattern at a visible speed.

“Please, I was wrong. I shouldn’t have challenged you. You are the strongest in the world…”

“Please spare me! I am willing to submit to you!”

“I can offer you the entire West…”

“Whether subjects or livestock, they are all yours…”

“You are the Lord of the Blue Star…”

“I’m so thirsty, can you give me a cup of blood? Even a small sip…”

A shriveled voice squeezed out from inside the coffin.

“If you had offered the entire West at the beginning, you might have been able to exchange it for a Duke of Ease…”

“Now, it’s too late…”

As Lin Mo’s words fell… the last drop of moisture in the mummy coffin was completely evaporated.

The lid of the stone coffin opened… Holy Lord Lawrence had completely dehydrated into a desiccated corpse thinner than thin… The entire audience was terrified!

“Holy Lord Lawrence, above Ghost Emperors, was actually killed so easily by Lin Mo!”

“Incredible, is our Eastern Ascension realm truly so consummate?”

“The opponent was, after all, a dignified Western Demon Lord, yet he was defeated by Lin Mo without even using his full power!”

“Damn, I was just worried that the two would enter an illusory realm and Lin Mo would fall into the opponent’s trap. It seems I worried too much…”

At this moment.

The instance gate instantly opened, and thousands of Western Ghost Emperors swarmed in.

“Not good! Lawrence’s followers are here for revenge!”