NOVEL SIMPLE Chapter 412
Chapter 412: Doubts About Li Mo’s Strength, What Is His Realm, Above the Spirit Realm?
In the distance, the onlookers immediately noticed the sudden commotion coming from that side.
Fei Yan’s bright eyes resembled the blazing sun in the sky; she clenched her delicate hands, her face showing concern, yet her eyes were filled with confidence.
At this moment, the scene above the Ruins of the Temple was unlike where they currently stood—there, it was a different world entirely.
The heavens and earth changed color, dark clouds loomed above the city.
A heavy sense of oppression hung in the air; even from so far away, everyone could clearly feel it.
Wei Zhuang gripped his Shark Tooth Sword tightly, his sharp gaze fixed on the distance without the slightest movement.
A thought crossed his mind: could Li Mo have already broken through the Spirit Realm?
Such an overwhelming momentum didn’t seem like something a mere Spirit Expert could produce.
Moreover, considering his earlier effortless sword strike that had shattered the War Demon God, Wei Zhuang’s suspicions were not unfounded.
A single sword blow cleaved the pavilion in half, something his master, Master of Ghost Valley, could do.
But the indestructible War Demon God was forged entirely of bronze, a whole different concept from a wooden structure!
“Above the Spirit Realm?”
Wei Zhuang muttered to himself, feeling a mix of emotions swirling in his heart.
At a similar age, some people had already raced far ahead, reaching heights his master had never achieved in his lifetime.
Yet he had just recently broken through to the Free and Unfettered Realm.
This gap could no longer be described as merely different abilities among people.
It simply wasn’t something a human could achieve!
Master of Ghost Valley and the others spent their entire lives becoming the top powerhouses in the world.
Yet, some people, while still young, had already surpassed their efforts.
The key point being—Wei Zhuang seemed to have never seen Li Mo practicing!
Not to mention he hadn’t witnessed it; even Fei Yan, who spent every day with him, had never seen it.
Genius, what is genius?
Wei Zhuang and Gai Nie were hailed as swordsmanship geniuses.
Li Si and Han Fei were called legal geniuses.
Meng Tian, commanding troops at a young age, was a military genius.
Fei Yan was also a deserved genius of the Yin-Yang School.
But in front of Li Mo, all of these geniuses paled in comparison.
Genius was merely the threshold to step into his world.
If you weren’t a genius, you wouldn’t even qualify to cross paths with him!
Boom!
A deafening clash suddenly interrupted Wei Zhuang’s thoughts.
They were still quite far from the Ruins of the Temple and could only see various phenomena appearing from afar, unable to discern what was happening.
The loud noise was accompanied by trembling earth and mountains, as a crack spread from the distance.
Fei Yan reacted the quickest, pulling the Grand Priestess beside her and dodging to the side, averting potential danger for the latter.
Once the tremors subsided, everyone looked along the crack in the ground.
Upon seeing it, they couldn’t help but gasp in shock!
What had once been a flat sandy ground now revealed a glaring crack, stretching from the distant Ruins of the Temple.
The closer they got to the temple, the wider the crack became.
By the time they reached the front of the temple, it had already widened to a stunning dozen yards!
Half of the temple’s ruins was slowly sinking along that fissure, enough to terrify anyone who saw it!
“Is this still something a human can achieve?”
The Grand Priestess stared, her lips painted red wide open, unable to close them for a long time.
What kind of strength could cause such a crack in the ground from their clash?
“What realm is he in?”
Even the usually calm Moon Goddess showed deep shock, glancing at Fei Yan as if asking her.
Fei Yan shook her head, speaking in a calm tone, “I don’t know; he has never mentioned it, and I never asked.”
The specifics of Li Mo’s strength had never been clearly defined.
When Fei Yan first met him, she felt inferior, so she naturally assumed he was at the Spirit Realm.
After all, she herself was already at the pinnacle of the Free and Unfettered Realm, just a step away from the Spirit Realm.
“If that’s the case, he must have held back his power during his confrontation with Donghuang Taiyi.”
The Moon Goddess insisted confidently.
Fei Yan agreed, “My husband has always acted with caution and comprehensive consideration. It’s normal for him to hold back to prevent unforeseen changes.”
At that time, Donghuang Taiyi posed no threat to Li Mo, so in this unfamiliar Loulan, it was only natural for him to retain some strength to handle unexpected situations.
Upon hearing their conversation, the Grand Priestess suddenly felt immensely relieved.
Had she clung to her stubbornness at that time, or if she had faced Li Mo instead of Fei Yan, just based on the strength he exhibited now, he could have easily killed her with a mere wave of his hand!
She originally thought Donghuang Taiyi was already powerful enough.
Even Master of Ghost Valley, Confucian Master Xun, and Daoist Beimingzi couldn’t confidently say they could defeat him.
Yet unexpectedly, there was someone who could hold back their strength during a confrontation with Donghuang Taiyi and push him to a desperate situation with merely their existing power.
In the Ruins of the Temple, the two combatants stood on the edge of a rooftop.
Li Mo’s hair was disheveled, his battle intent soaring.
Lightning crackled around him like thin snakes writhing on his body.
Opposite him, the Chiyou Demon Spirit looked downright deranged, hair standing on end, bare-chested.
Black blood seeped through the runes on its body, and its Soul Summoning Banner was riddled with holes as if something had pierced through it repeatedly.
The once brilliant stars now faded into dullness.
The entire cloth now appeared ragged and tattered.
“I underestimated you!”
The Chiyou Demon Spirit abandoned its previous arrogance, noticing the bottomless chasm beneath their feet, its gaze grew solemn.
Half of the temple’s ruins had already plunged into the depths (of Li Mo’s) below, and the surrounding sand seemed to flow like water towards the crevice, as if trying to fill that abyss.
“Today, I kill you just to restore peace to the world.”
Li Mo tore off his torn shirt from their battle, revealing his own bare upper body.
But unlike Donghuang Taiyi’s blood-soaked flesh, Li Mo’s body was as perfect as jade, with strong muscles radiating health.
Not a single scar was visible.
“Such pompous words! Did you venture thousands of miles to the desert just for what I hold in my hand?”
The Chiyou Demon Spirit felt an immediate sense of unfairness upon seeing Li Mo uninjured while its own body was nearly falling apart.
It was clear that not being in its original body was affecting its performance.
If it had been in its true form from three thousand years ago, how could it possibly find itself at a disadvantage?