Lin Mo frowned, his heart filled with doubt and confusion. He looked at the endless void and asked in a deep voice, "What exactly is going on? I haven't even started fighting yet, and my power has already begun to dissipate?"

The sound seemed to be an echo from ancient times, drifting on and on.

Your body is not yet capable of withstanding divine power.

Therefore, I have specially placed a seal on your power to prevent the divine power from becoming too strong and causing an unbearable backlash to your body.

However, while this seal protects you, it will also gradually devour the divine power you possess.

Therefore, you must end the battle as soon as possible; do not delay!

Every word and sentence was like a cold raindrop falling on Lin Mo's heart, making him feel unprecedented pressure and urgency.

"Fuck you..."

The next moment, color began to appear in the black and white world.

Upon seeing the divine power emanating from Lin Mo, Zhao Zhilan frowned. "I didn't expect you to have learned this technique. To devour the souls of your lackeys and thus gain the power of an evil god!"

Lin Mo silently thought to himself, "Let's finish this quickly and not waste time talking to her."

His eyes were as cold as iron, revealing an unquestionable determination.

Without any further hesitation, he acted instantly, rushing towards his opponent like an arrow released from a bow.

His figure quickly disappeared into the night, as if blending into the dark world.

He gripped the War Dragon Sword tightly in his hand, and with a swing of his arm, a sharp and domineering sword aura shot out. This sword aura streaked across the night with a dazzling light, carrying a chilling aura, as if it would tear apart any obstacle in its path.

Before Lin Mo could get close, a series of howling sounds suddenly rang out around them, like a storm.

Following closely behind, bursts of sharp sword energy, like raging beasts, swept through the space, wreaking havoc without restraint.

These sword energies were incredibly domineering, and nothing could escape their wrath wherever they passed.

The servants of the gods appeared so fragile in the face of the sword energy; their bodies were easily torn apart like paper as the sword energy cut through them.

Limbs and severed arms flew wildly through the air, and blood splattered out, instantly turning the originally white snow into a blood-red mess.

Seeing this scene, even an existence like the Faceless God couldn't help but feel a chill.

"Hmph, it seems you do have some ability." Zhao Zhilan's lips curled into a cold smile, her eyes flashing with disdain and contempt. "However, compared to a true god, you still seem so insignificant."

Now I'll show you just how insurmountable the gap between us really is.

As soon as she finished speaking, the divine power surging within her suddenly surged, like a river bursting its banks, raging and overwhelming.

As this divine power surged, hazy halos gradually gathered above her head, resembling swirling clouds or a dreamlike illusion.

Within this halo, a pale yellow sword shadow slowly emerged, seemingly formed from the purest sunlight, its blade radiating a sharp and piercing chill. The moment this sword shadow appeared, it exuded a powerful killing intent, as if it would tear everything around it apart.

"Alas, what a pity!" Zhao Zhilan said softly, her words filled with endless regret. "She finally obtained that supreme divine power, but in the blink of an eye, she is about to perish, body and soul. Such a fate is truly heartbreaking."

Lin Mo stood to the side, a sense of unease rising in his heart.

He clearly felt the divine power emanating from above Zhao Zhilan's head; the immense pressure made it difficult for him to breathe. That divine power, condensed, seemed capable of tearing the heavens and earth apart, its might far exceeding his own.

"She is the true Faceless God," Lin Mo sighed inwardly. "And I, although I also possess divine power, acquired it through the system's absorption, my foundation is not stable. Moreover, there is a seal within me restricting me, preventing me from unleashing my full strength..."

The next moment, Zhao Zhilan swung her longsword out suddenly, the sword energy as fierce as a storm, rushing towards Lin Mo. The sword energy contained powerful divine force, as if it would tear apart anything that stood in its way.

"Boom! Boom! Boom!"

A deafening roar echoed through the space, as if the entire world was trembling. It was the fierce clash of sword energies created by two "god-level" powerhouses, unleashing a power akin to the earth splitting and mountains collapsing.

However, immediately after this breathtaking collision, Zhao Zhilan's expression changed drastically. Her eyes were filled with disbelief and shock, and she screamed, "How is this possible! How could your divine power be stronger than mine?"

The terrified voices contained so much disbelief; as a "god," he naturally understood divine power.

Simply put, the power of gods has certain similarities to that of mortals.

He used his divine power to deal with Lin Mo, a mortal who had just acquired divine power.

She thought she was invincible, but at this moment, she discovered that Lin Mo's divine power was actually able to rival hers, and even showed a faint tendency to surpass her. This shocked and helpless her, as if the whole world had collapsed at this moment.

Could Lin Mo also be a deity or Buddha incarnate?

Although Lin Mo himself found it unbelievable, he grinned and said, "Hehehe, with your intelligence, it's hard for me to explain to you!"

Zhao Zhilan's horrified face was filled with fear; at this moment, she actually felt a trace of fear!

"Don't be so arrogant!"

Zhao Zhilan's voice was as cold as ice. She swung her long sword again, the blade seemingly imbued with endless chill, gleaming with a captivating cold light.

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