"Master, we are guilty. We failed to protect the young master. We are truly..."
Although the guards who were blasted away by Chu Mo were seriously injured, Chu Mo spared their lives.
Upon seeing the patriarch arrive, he hurriedly struggled to kneel down, trembling.
"You useless trash, you can't even protect your master, what use are you?"
Lu Quan was furious. After speaking, he waved his hand, and a white flame swept past...
The surviving guards were immediately engulfed in flames, screaming in agony.
This scene filled the onlookers with chilling fear.
This punishment is far too cruel.
He was actually burned alive?
Although cultivators become immune to water and fire after reaching the Golden Core stage.
But Lu Quan unleashed true fire from his dantian, not ordinary flames; even a Nascent Soul cultivator couldn't withstand such intense heat.
Those people screamed and wailed for a full quarter of an hour before turning into ashes.
The air was filled with the strong smell of roasted human flesh.
Although Mu Ling had also killed demonic beasts, she was a girl who had seen blood.
But seeing such a cruel scene still makes me feel nauseous.
Nangong Xiu, on the other hand, though her eyes showed a hint of reluctance, remained calm.
In a situation where it's either you or me, she wouldn't sympathize with the enemy.
In her heart, everyone who wanted to harm her husband deserved to die!
At this moment, Lu Quan, leading the three powerful figures who had arrived earlier, stood coldly not far from Chu Mo and said in a sinister tone:
"Kid, have you thought about how you want to die?"
"Naturally, we'll die of old age, but you certainly won't have that chance."
Chu Mo glanced at him indifferently, his eyes filled with disdain as if he were looking at an ant.
His gaze immediately made the faces of the others even more gloomy and unpleasant.
Faced with his enemy, Lu Quan lost his last shred of rationality in trying to find out who he was.
Whoever the other person was, they killed her only beloved son...
They must all die!
The once quiet crowd gradually erupted into angry shouts.
"You audacious madman, how dare you so cruelly murder Young Master Lu! You deserve to die a thousand deaths!"
"That's right! It's a pity that our cultivation levels are too low to stop it in time, otherwise we would have made sure that brat died on the spot!"
"How tragic! The loss of a talent like Young Master Lu is a great loss to the Southern Region!"
The crowd's cries of anger and sorrow were as if their own son had been murdered.
Everyone understands this very well.
No matter how extraordinary that kid is, his fate was already sealed with Lu Quan's arrival.
As for the onlookers, will they be implicated and blamed by the Lu family?
well……
He only hoped that he shouted loud enough for the Lu family head to hear him and alleviate his anger slightly.
Otherwise, if he really blamed everyone for not helping his son...
The Lu family's guards from before met a rather tragic end.
Ignoring the hindsight experts around him, Lu Quan coldly waved his hand behind him and roared:
"Do it!"
The three Nascent Soul cultivators immediately surrounded Chu Mo in a triangular formation.
Then, three surging streams of primordial spirit power silently attacked Chu Mo.
As for Nangong Xiu and Mu Ling, they had long been automatically ignored by them.
One is a Nascent Soul cultivator and the other a Golden Core cultivator; they can be considered exceptionally talented.
But when placed in front of them, it was simply not enough.
"Just watch."
Chu Mo smiled gently at the two women who wanted to help, and shook his head slightly.
Then he turned to look at Lu Quan, his gaze as cold and sharp as a knife, and let out a cold snort.
"act recklessly!"
These four simple words are like the most vicious sword in the world, brimming with murderous intent.
After he finished speaking.
The three powerful surges of primordial spirit energy instantly vanished, like air crashing against a city wall, weak and powerless.
Finally, it vanished without a trace.
The four words Chu Mo uttered instantly transformed into four golden runes, which then quickly coalesced into a sword.
Simple and unadorned, yet profoundly skillful.
It's like a rough sword blank casually crafted by a blacksmith's apprentice on the street.
Yet this ordinary sword embryo, with just a gentle turn.
The heads of the three Nascent Soul cultivators immediately flew into the sky, gushing blood.
This moment.
Everyone was stunned.
Those were three Nascent Soul cultivators! They couldn't even withstand a single blow from the opponent?
No, to be precise, it's that they can't even respond to a single sentence from the other person!
Because that boy didn't even lift a finger; he simply uttered four words.
act recklessly?
What kind of Taoist technique is this?
Not to mention them, even Lu Quan was stunned at this moment.
Where did this prodigy come from? Why is his cultivation level so terrifying?!
A single word can influence the great principles of heaven and earth.
This is something only cultivators at the Mahayana stage or above can do.
In other words, this kid opposite me... is a Mahayana cultivator!
This is absolutely terrifying!
No wonder... I couldn't see through the other party's cultivation level.
It turns out that he had not cultivated any special techniques that could conceal his aura.
Rather, it is because their level of understanding is higher than mine.
While one's cultivation level can be concealed, one's bone age cannot be faked, can it?
Why does it show him as only in his twenties? Can he even conceal the secrets of this world?
Or perhaps, this is a legendary, reincarnated, and supremely powerful being?
The more he thought about it, the more horrified he became.
According to legend, only immortals who die unexpectedly are qualified to be reincarnated and start anew.
Imagine, with the aptitude and experience of an immortal, once they are reincarnated and start cultivating again, how could their cultivation speed be slow?
But none of that matters for now; the most urgent task is to get through this crisis.
As for the rest, it's not too late to plan revenge after today.
In order to attain immortality, cultivators can even endure heavenly tribulations, so why can't they tolerate the scorn and ridicule of others?
Thinking of this, he no longer dared to maintain his dignity and hurriedly bowed and said:
"Fellow Daoist, my son was blind and didn't recognize your greatness. He offended you, but it is his fate to suffer this calamity. Let's just let bygones be bygones today, shall we?"
"Oh? You're not planning to take revenge?" Chu Mo asked, looking surprised.
A dignified cultivator at the Void Returning stage, actually so cowardly? He found it hard to believe.
Lu Quan let out a long sigh and lamented:
"We who cultivate the Tao are destined to face many separations of life and death. Only by seeing things clearly can we let go of our attachments and attain the Tao."
"I just suddenly realized this principle myself. In fact, I have to thank you, fellow Daoist, for helping me comprehend it."
After speaking, Lu Quan bowed again with his hands clasped in respect, his face full of sincerity.
"Haha, your reasoning does sound quite plausible."
Chu Mo wore a mocking expression, then stared at him with ill intent, and said calmly:
"Then do you know what my path is?"
"Oh? Please enlighten me, fellow Daoist!" Lu Quan was slightly taken aback, then quickly cupped his hands, his expression serious.
"Act according to your conscience; kill when it is necessary; if you are unsure, ask the sword in your hand!"
After Chu Mo finished speaking, he smiled and returned the greeting with a cupped-hand salute, saying earnestly:
"Therefore, fellow Daoist, I urge you... to face your death!"
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