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The Dragon Elephant Undying Scripture circulated.

Ancient giant elephants appeared behind him, all roaring to the sky, letting out earth-shattering trumpets.

The vastness of the sound seemed capable of shaking down even the stars.

Crack!

The Void Realm itself groaned under this pressure, an unbearable sound, as terrifying pressure and aura swept and spread, covering the entire arena, making all Prodigies instantly feel a heavy weight, as if resisting the world.

At this moment.

Chu Mo's whole body's Qi and blood surged, and a powerful, unyielding force instantly surged out, passing through his Dantian, Meridians, and even all his bones, finally pouring into his spine, moving his entire body, like crashing waves, rushing towards his right hand—

"Break!"

With a low roar, Chu Mo punched out.

The sound was like thunder, and the air rippled accordingly.

A terrifying, ineffable fist-print suddenly swept out, like a world-鎮壓ing Divine Mountain pressing down.

Rumble!

Accompanied by a violent explosion.

The various Divine Abilities and Magic Treasure Divine Might unleashed by the joint efforts of hundreds of top Prodigies shattered like fireworks.

Yet, that incomparably fierce and mighty fist-print, still carrying an intensely blazing Divine Might, directly landed on everyone.

In an instant.

Their bodies trembled violently, and they spat blood as they flew backward.

Whoosh!

When the final result was displayed before everyone, whether it was the ordinary Martial Artists observing or the various powerhouses watching from above, they all widened their eyes in astonishment, their faces filled with shock.

"He actually… truly succeeded?!"

"The power of a single punch is actually terrifying to this extent?!"

"Incredible, incredible!"

Everyone subconsciously gasped in admiration.

And amidst the shock.

Many people felt this scene was extremely familiar; upon careful thought, they suddenly understood.

The Void Tomb!

How similar was today's scene to what happened in the Void Tomb?!

Still being besieged by numerous Prodigies.

Still a single sweeping move!

The only difference was that the number of Prodigies who attacked together today was somewhat fewer.

But in terms of strength.

The many Prodigies on the arena were definitely more terrifying than those in the Void Tomb.

Yet the final outcome remained the same.

"A feat!"

"An unprecedented feat!"

"Who else can contend with this Chu Mo?!"

"And what level has his strength truly reached!"

"I don't care about these things, I only know that I have witnessed an undefeated legend today!"

"Although I didn't see the Prodigies engage in a Dragon-and-tiger struggle, what I've seen now alone has already made this trip worthwhile!"

...

Shocked voices rose from all directions, everyone frozen in place.

And those many Prodigies who were severely injured by a single blow were now filled with extreme complexity and dread in their hearts.

They had originally intended to teach Chu Mo a lesson.

They even harbored the thought of completely eliminating him.

But who knew.

Not only did they fail to achieve this goal, but they also became a stepping stone for Chu Mo to continue his undefeated legend.

They felt utterly humiliated, but when they opened their mouths, they had no idea what to say.

A hundred Prodigies working together were defeated by a single blow.

Under such circumstances, what qualifications, what face did they have to speak?!

"To what terrifying extent has the strength of this Quasi-Saint Child of Taichu Holy Land reached!"

"Could the gap between Prodigies be so immense?!"

Their thoughts churned.

A sense of despair enveloped the heart of every Martial Artist.

He did not pay attention to the thoughts of these Prodigies.

At this moment.

Chu Mo cast his gaze upon the remaining Prodigies who had not made a move earlier.

"I concede!"

A scion of an aristocratic family conceded cleanly and decisively.

"I also concede!"

Another true disciple of a great sect bowed respectfully, his face showing reverence, completely convinced.

"I concede!"

"I concede!"

"My skills are inferior, I am truly convinced!"

The other Prodigies, anyone who met Chu Mo's gaze, conceded one after another, indicating their submission.

A hundred Prodigies working together were suppressed.

Under such circumstances, what resentment could they still harbor in their hearts?

Conceding cleanly and decisively, and preserving their own dignity, was the correct course of action.

For a time.

Chu Mo surveyed the entire arena; wherever his gaze fell, countless Prodigies lowered their heads, none daring to contend with him.

Finally.

His gaze landed on the Dao Child of Tianhai Holy Pavilion.

"And you?"

Chu Mo's gaze was calm, and he said lightly, "Do you still want to make a move against me?"

This Dao Child, meticulously cultivated for many years by Tianhai Holy Pavilion and revered by countless Martial Artists in the Holy Pavilion and overseas.

At this moment, his face was pale, and his expression changed repeatedly.

He had not made a move from beginning to end.

Initially, it was disdain.

He believed it wasn't his time to step onto the stage yet.

Then it became solemn, so he decided to observe for a while longer.

But now.

He found that there was no need for him to make a move, because there was no longer an opportunity for him to display his strength.

Appearing now.

Would simply be inviting humiliation.

But…

"Just concede directly without making a single move?"

He had emerged this time.

Intending to sweep across the current era, achieve invincibility, and embark on the path of contention.

However, he hadn't even suppressed a single powerful enemy, or subdued a single Prodigy, yet his fighting spirit had been completely extinguished when the opponent swept aside other Prodigies, which left him extremely unwilling.

He knew.

He had to make a move and fight him.