hsntnovel Chapter 658 Suspicion and Hidden Thunder
Chapter 658 Suspicion and Hidden Thunder
"Kid, you're quite something. You actually defeated four elders with your bare hands."
Judging by this strength alone, it was among the top ranks even among the twelve demon stars back then.
That good-for-nothing died at your hands; it wasn't too unjust.
"It's been a long time since I've encountered a worthy opponent. My trip out of seclusion wasn't in vain..."
Before he could finish speaking, Tianjue's figure suddenly blurred.
In the next instant, he appeared to Lin Mo's left.
A thin, bony hand silently patted Lin Mo's temple.
A faint black aura swirled around his fingertips, moving at a speed beyond the limits of human visual perception.
Lin Mo's reaction was also extremely fast.
He tilted his head and raised his arm to block, the movements were executed in one smooth motion.
"Oh!"
The energy clashed, producing a muffled thud.
Lin Mo swayed slightly, feeling a strange, chilling, and corrosive force coming from his arm.
However, Tianjue's attack missed, and his figure vanished like a wisp of smoke.
When he reappeared, he was already to Lin Mo's right, and his hand slashed fiercely towards Lin Mo's neck!
Lin Mo's gaze turned cold, and he activated the Lesser Formless Step, instantly disappearing from his original spot.
The two figures rapidly intersected and collided in the arena.
The speed and agility were dazzling.
Tianjue's movement technique truly lives up to the name "Wind Demon".
Like a ghost, it appears in front of you one moment and then suddenly appears behind you the next, attacking from cunning and ruthless angles.
The black aura swirling around his hands carried a cutting and corrosive power, like a bone-deep affliction, constantly invading Lin Mo's body.
However, Lin Mo remained as steady as a rock.
His fists moved without any fancy techniques.
Only the purest and most concentrated power.
The force of the punches surged, constantly dispersing and annihilating the incoming black energy.
No matter how unpredictable the opponent's movements, he would overcome their skill with brute force and respond to all changes with unchanging principles.
Each time fists and palms collided, an astonishing energy ripple erupted, plowing open the surrounding ground once more.
During the fierce battle, Lin Mo's blood and qi surged.
An aura of majesty emanating from the depths of his bloodline was revealed unintentionally.
That wasn't an aura deliberately released, but rather a natural suppression at a life level.
It is magnificent and upright, carrying an ancient and noble connotation.
Just as it was transforming into a black wind, about to attack Lin Mo's back from an eerie angle, Tian Jue suddenly froze!
His eyes suddenly narrowed.
The deathly indifference in the depths of his pupils was gone, replaced by a deep-seated trepidation and...fear!
Just now, at the crucial moment of the exchange, a shiver originating from his life instinct seized him.
That's not a suppression based on power level.
Rather, it is a higher-level pressure, originating from ancient bloodlines.
Like grass facing the sky, or ants gazing up at mountains.
That aura... though still very faint, is definitely not wrong!
"Dragon... Dragon's might..."
His voice was hoarse, and every word trembled with disbelief.
"How can you have this kind of aura on you...?"
That terrifying pressure that stood above all living beings was etched into his very being for countless years!
The man from back then, the man who single-handedly slaughtered the twelve demon stars of their Tower Sect with just a sword, leaving them like a nightmare, was surrounded by this kind of aura!
Tianjue's figure solidified again, and he actually took half a step back, staring intently at Lin Mo.
He seemed to be caught up in some terrible memory.
His gaze wavered for a moment, then suddenly focused, fixing on Lin Mo's face with an almost frantic inquiry.
"Who...who are you?! What is Lin Qing to you?!"
Lin Mo paused slightly as he was about to give chase.
Lin Qing?
The name struck him like a thunderclap.
This name was not unfamiliar to him.
Long Yi was brought out of the Great Wilderness by this person.
This Wind Demon actually knows Lin Qing?
His expression remained unchanged, but his heart was in turmoil.
Lin Qing is indeed a man of extraordinary abilities.
Unexpectedly, even the first Wind Demon of the Tower Sect knew him, and reacted so strongly.
"Lin Qing..."
Lin Mo put down his fist and stood up, suppressing the turmoil in his heart, and calmly replied, "I've heard of him. It's said that he disappeared ten years ago. I've heard of him, but I don't know him."
"Disappeared ten years ago..."
Feng Mo Tian Jue muttered to himself, a complex and unfathomable light flashing in his eyes.
"No wonder... I sent people to look for him ten years ago, but to no avail. It was as if he had vanished into thin air..."
His gaze refocused on Lin Mo, with a stubborn scrutiny.
“You don’t know him… but the aura you exude, especially that restrained dragon’s might, is so similar to his back then! Not just in appearance, but in spirit! That disdain, that domineering presence, that essence in his very bones…”
Lin Mo's heart skipped a beat.
This is not the first time someone has linked him with Lin Qing.
Is it just a coincidence?
Or is there some connection behind this that he is unaware of?
Before his thoughts could settle, he suddenly became alert.
"You killed my sworn enemy, I will fight you to the death!"
Meng Dehai's chilling voice pierced the air.
In the brief moment between Lin Mo and Tian Jue's conversation, this person had already silently approached.
A biting, eerie wind suddenly arose, and the evil and foul energy within a hundred miles seemed to be summoned, surging forth wildly.
Birds and sparrows took flight in fright, snakes and rats fled in terror, and the surrounding area was instantly plunged into a chaotic frenzy, completely encircling Lin Mo.
However, no matter how evil or filthy it was, once it got within half a foot of him, it would be startled and retreat as if it had been electrocuted, and dare not come any closer.
Meng Dehai was not surprised at all.
He knew that Lin Mo's physical body had reached a state of invulnerability to all evil.
This move was made solely to seize a fleeting opportunity.
He quietly reached his waist with his other hand.
There hangs a black jade talisman engraved with twisted runes—the "Yin Wind Evil Talisman"!
This talisman specifically harms the spirit and soul; it is extremely vicious.
"Boy, what good is a strong physical body? You'll taste the pain of your soul being torn apart!"
A sinister smile flashed across Meng Dehai's face as he uttered a curse:
"The earth emits spiritual light, illuminating the heavens, bestowing upon me yin energy, which can connect me with the King of the Palace and the Great Emperor of Purple and Green, to assist me in descending from my throne!"
With a sudden burst of force from his five fingers, the jade talisman shattered instantly!
"Click——"
A flash of eerie blue light disappeared in an instant, and the talisman instantly incinerated.
A jet-black aura, a hundred times purer than that of the paper puppet's demonic aura, surged forth.
The surrounding temperature plummeted, and the surfaces of the surrounding buildings were instantly covered with a thick layer of white frost.
Om-!
The murderous aura filled the sky, transforming into gusts of yin wind and tornadoes, emitting a silent shriek as they hurtled straight toward Lin Mo!
At the center of the malevolent aura, faint, pale white lightning began to emerge and converge—that was the Yin lightning that directly attacked the soul!
The explosion of Yin Thunder does not harm the physical body in the slightest, but it specifically destroys the spirit and consciousness!
Meng Dehai was confident.
Even if Lin Mo's soul is also extraordinary, it would be extremely difficult for him to withstand the attack of this Yin Lightning that specifically suppresses the soul!
I don't need to destroy his spirit, I just need to damage his soul and make him confused.
They would have countless ways to control the other party.
Then he seized this perfect body to make it his puppet, to make up for the loss of Qiu Xian!
Although Tianjue despised this sneak attack, he did not stop it.
If Lin Mo is indeed related to Lin Qing, then he is definitely not an ordinary person.
Even Meng Dehai himself was somewhat afraid of the Yin Wind Talisman.
However, it should not pose a death threat to Lin Mo.
Therefore, Tianjue did not take any action.
Instead, they kept their eyes fixed on Lin Mo, wanting to see how he would break the deadlock.
Boom——!
A muffled thunderclap exploded at the core of the malevolent energy.
A pale white bolt of lightning tore through the sky, blinding and dazzling, instantly engulfing Lin Mo's figure!
Meng Dehai wore a confident smile.
He has even taken a step forward, ready to collect his "spoils of war".
But the next moment, his smile froze completely, and his steps froze in mid-air.
The dark thunder dissipated, and the malevolent energy receded.
Lin Mo remained standing in the same spot, his clothes completely undamaged.
He shook his head slightly, his eyes still clear, even carrying a hint of...mockery?
"Yin Thunder?" he said calmly. "Is that all the power you've got?"