321: So what if they are from aristocratic families? Just wait for them to come!

"Such strong defense!" Cheng Tian was greatly alarmed.

Just that one moment of hesitation, the Balrog's claws were already upon him.

He rolled away clumsily to dodge, but more attacks were already coming from all directions.

He was like a fierce tiger trapped in a swamp, possessing exquisite swordsmanship but surrounded by endless enemies, unable to exert his full strength.

He could cut down one with a single sword, but at the same time, three or five claws would grab at him from different angles.

This was an utterly one-sided crushing defeat.

The battle started quickly and ended even faster.

Less than a minute.

Qin Hao was grabbed by the ankle by a Balrog and forcibly pulled off his high-speed flying skateboard.

His expensive technological creations were trampled into a shower of flying parts by the rampaging Balrogs.

The longsword in Cheng Tian's hand, after clashing with the Balrog's claws dozens of times, let out a wail and broke into two pieces.

He himself was struck in the chest by a Balrog's punch, sent flying backward, and crashed into the wall of a territory, struggling a few times but unable to get up.

Three arrogant top Geniuses couldn't even withstand a single blow in front of Mo Yan's demon legion.

When the last person fell, all the Hellfire Balrogs instantly stopped moving; they silently retreated to their original positions, re-forming their ranks.

The entire scene was silent.

In the crowd, a Lord who also possessed fire-elemental talent had a pale face and his body trembled uncontrollably.

"Zhou Ye's Blasting Star... was just swallowed like that?" He murmured to himself, feeling his own power of flames.

In front of this Hellfire, it was as insignificant as a firefly.

"Qin Hao's drone swarm, Cheng Tian's Sword Qi... they weren't even fit to scratch them," another Lord said with a dry voice.

"What the Hell... what level of monster is this?"

No one answered.

The Lords who had previously been watching the show, even with a hint of schadenfreude, now felt a chill in their hearts.

In this deathly silence.

A clear sword cry pierced the frozen air.

Everyone instinctively looked up, only to see Mo Yan with a calm expression, stepping on the xing su sword, landing on the broad shoulder of a Hellfire Balrog.

He looked down at the three half-dead people on the ground.

The xing su sword suspended in front of him hummed softly.

The next second, a sword light flashed.

Puff! Puff! Puff!

Three silver lights, almost imperceptible to the naked eye, instantly streaked past the sides of Qin Hao, Zhou Ye, and Cheng Tian.

Immediately after, under the utterly terrified gazes of everyone.

Three bloody arms, with splashing blood, were thrown high into the air and fell to the ground.

"Ah—!"

Piercing screams erupted from the three men's mouths.

The surrounding Lords, who had only been shocked before, now felt a chill shoot from their tailbones straight to their brains, their hands and feet turning cold, even forgetting to breathe.

He had said he would sever their arms as a warning.

He really did it!

There was no longer any extraneous sound at the entire scene; everyone was so scared they didn't even dare to breathe loudly.

Then, he glanced down at everyone.

"Since you Genius Lords are so fond of breaking the Holy Land's rules, next time it won't be as simple as severing an arm."

"I don't like to say things twice. Anyone who dares to reach out in my territory, I will not only cripple him but also uproot the Family behind him."

He turned his head and saw Zhang Chen rushing over with official personnel.

"Commander Zhang, these people openly provoked and attacked within the Holy Land, severely disrupting its order."

"According to the rules, deal with them as you deem appropriate."

"Come find me after you're done."

Zhang Chen jolted, immediately snapping back to attention.

He responded loudly, "Yes, Mr. Mo Yan! I'll be right there."

"Men, arrest all these instigators and their accomplices, lock them in the isolation room, and await judgment!"

The official Soldiers rushed forward like wolves and tigers, handcuffing the three wailing individuals on the ground and all their subordinates, who were already scared stiff.

Mo Yan's gaze swept over Xie Yufeng, Wang Haochen, and Chen Yutong, and he nodded only after seeing that they were safe and sound.

Xie Yufeng and the other two met Mo Yan's gaze, feeling not only shock but also immense gratitude.

Mo Yan merely nodded slightly at them, transmitting, "Cultivate in peace. This is your home; no one can touch it."

A simple sentence, yet it was worth a thousand words.

After doing all this, Mo Yan no longer spared a glance at the scene, letting the Balrog beneath him turn and fly back into the city.

Behind him, the Hellfire Balrogs also followed him away.

Only a mess was left on the ground, and a group of Lords whose worldviews had been overturned.

On this day, all the Lords of H City understood one truth.

The Holy Land has a master.

And its master possesses power like gods and demons... Cangming City, Lords Manor.

Mo Yan stepped down from the Hellfire Balrog's shoulder, landing in the courtyard.

Behind him, over three hundred demons emitting a sulfuric scent were stationed on the city walls as a guardian army.

The courtyard was quiet, with only the rustling of wind through the leaves.

That bloody display of power, enough to shake the entire Dragon Country Lord circle.

To him, it was like casually swatting a few annoying flies when he went out, leaving no ripple in his heart.

"Uncle Qin," he called into the air.

"This old servant is here," Uncle Qin's figure immediately emerged from the house, his steps steady, his aura long and deep.

Since acquiring the wood spirit heart, his body had improved day by day, and he now had quite the appearance of an immortal.

He saw the Evil Qi on Mo Yan's body that had not fully dissipated, but he did not ask further, only bowed respectfully.

"Go pick some freshly ripened spiritual fruits," Mo Yan sat down on a stone stool in the courtyard and instructed.

"Yes, Lord," Uncle Qin responded and withdrew.

Soon, a plate of glistening, faintly glowing fruits was brought up.

Mo Yan picked one, took a bite, and the sweet juice and pure Spiritual Qi exploded in his mouth, invigorating him.

He had just finished one fruit when Zhang Chen rushed over in a hurry.

"Mr. Mo Yan," he began, his voice a little dry.

"Are things all handled?" Mo Yan picked up another spiritual fruit, asking without raising his head.

"Sit."

Zhang Chen dared not delay and sat opposite Mo Yan.

"Tell me, how do you plan to deal with those three?" Mo Yan asked.

Zhang Chen immediately reported, "Qin Hao, Zhou Ye, and Cheng Tian's injuries have been stabilized."

"According to the rules you set, they provoked trouble and actively attacked within the Holy Land, severely disrupting order, so the minimum punishment is lifelong imprisonment."

"As for their accomplices, we have also brought them under control and will punish them with imprisonment or expulsion from H City, depending on the severity of their involvement."

He paused, a hint of difficulty appearing on his face: "It's just... Mr. Mo Yan, the forces behind these three people will probably not let this go."

"Q City's Qin Family is a top technology Family in Dragon Country; many high-precision military equipment have their technical support."

"W City's Zhou Family is an old Cultivation Family, with countless strong individuals within their clan."

"That Sword Pavilion is even more mysterious; it is said that all who come out of it are Sword Dao Geniuses, and they are very protective of their own."

Zhang Chen said these things to remind Mo Yan that there might be significant trouble ahead.

Mo Yan listened, but his face remained unperturbed; he merely picked up the teacup on the table and blew on the hot steam.

"Trouble? I'm not afraid of anything but trouble."

He put down the teacup and looked at Zhang Chen.

"If they don't come, so be it. If they do, perfect. Killing a chicken to warn the monkeys, I welcome it very much."

"I'm worried that the Holy Land's rules aren't deeply ingrained enough. If they're willing to offer their Families as examples, I welcome it very much."

Zhang Chen's heart skipped a beat upon hearing this.

This lord truly intends to poke a hole in the heavens!

But then he thought, with just the tip of the iceberg of power Mo Yan displayed today.

Perhaps, he truly had the confidence to do so.