Many children, many blessings; a stunningly beautiful wife is given to you right from the start.

"You Ruo!"

In the distance, Luo Xue, who was being entangled by Granny Ming Gu, let out a shrill scream.

She frantically activated the Nine Nether Demon Form, only to have it blocked by the Thousand-Faced Scholar's fan.

Lin Mo suddenly turned around.

He caught You Ruo as she fell like a kite with a broken string.

The two people plummeted from mid-air.

With a loud "boom," a huge crater was smashed into the Blood Demon Sect's plaza.

Smoke and dust rose everywhere.

Lin Mo knelt at the bottom of the pit, holding You Ruo tightly in his arms.

He immediately mobilized the chaotic true essence within his body and frantically poured it into You Ruo's body.

Useless.

You Ruo's heart meridian has been completely shattered by the Mahayana Law, and her peak cultivation at the Integration Stage is dissipating at a visible speed.

Lifeline, severed?

"Don't be afraid, I can save you! I can even heal your master's death aura, what's this little injury!"

Lin Mo gritted his teeth and frantically pulled out all sorts of top-grade healing pills from his system space, stuffing them into You Ruo's mouth.

The pill had barely been inserted when it gushed out mixed with black blood.

You Ruo leaned weakly against Lin Mo's arm.

She struggled to raise her hand, wanting to touch Lin Mo's cheek, but lost her strength in mid-air.

Lin Mo grabbed her icy hand and pressed it against his face.

"Grandmaster..."

You Ruo managed a weak smile as blood continued to gush from her mouth.

"I'm glad you're alright..."

"You idiot! Who gave you permission to block the way!"

Lin Mo's eyes were red-rimmed, and his voice trembled.

You Ruo looked at Lin Mo, her eyes showing no fear of death, only a pure attachment.

"Master... I can't live without you..."

"You Ruo... this life... was always superfluous..."

She tried to open her eyes wide, wanting to see the man's face clearly again.

"Grandmaster... Youruo... has always... really wanted to..."

He hadn't finished speaking.

You Ruo's hand suddenly sank, sliding off Lin Mo's cheek.

Those eyes, which had always been as cold and aloof as an iceberg, had completely lost their luster.

Life was cut off.

"You Ruo?"

Lin Mo called out softly.

The person in her arms did not respond.

Lin Mo's body stiffened.

He remained kneeling, staring blankly at the gradually cooling corpse in his arms.

midair.

Blood Slaughter Ancestor flicked the blood off his fist, his face full of disdain.

"Tch, where did this lowly maid come from, ruining my good time, ancestor?"

"But it doesn't matter. Killing a peak Nascent Soul cultivator with one punch is just the right amount to refine my main formation, the Corpse Fiend!"

The Thousand-Faced Scholar, fanning himself with a folding fan, looked down at Lin Mo at the bottom of the pit.

"Boy, don't waste your energy. With the Mahayana Laws inside her, even a Great Luo Golden Immortal can't save her. Hand over your secret obediently, and I'll let you die a quick death."

Granny Minggu let out a maniacal laugh like that of a night owl.

"Hehehe, Nine Netherworld Demoness, how did it feel to see your disciple die before your eyes? You're next!"

The 300 million Soul Clan army in the sky erupted in deafening laughter.

Bottom of the pit.

Lin Mo lowered his head and remained silent.

The surrounding air suddenly became extremely oppressive.

The originally rampant, blood-red haze seemed to have encountered something extremely terrifying, and was abruptly frozen in mid-air.

"My husband..."

Luo Xue rushed to the edge of the pit, looked at the dead You Ruo, and tears welled up in her eyes.

She was about to step forward.

A terrifying, suffocating pressure suddenly erupted from Lin Mo's body.

This oppressive aura is not true essence, but pure, extreme violence and killing intent!

"Click..."

The blood crystal stone slab beneath Lin Mo's feet instantly turned to dust.

He gently laid You Ruo's body flat on the ground, his movements so tender that he was afraid of waking her.

Then, Lin Mo stood up.

He lowered his head.

His once full head of black hair began to turn white inch by inch, starting from the roots, at a speed visible to the naked eye.

In the blink of an eye, his head turned completely white!

The Blood Heaven Demon Art reversed wildly, forcibly igniting the origin of the Chaos Holy Body.

Lin Mo slowly raised his head.

Two shocking lines of bloody tears streamed down his face.

Those once deep eyes had now turned into a terrifying crimson.

There was not a trace of human emotion, only a madness that destroyed everything.

Looking at Lin Mo's appearance from mid-air, the Blood Slaughter Ancestor felt a sudden unease, but then sneered and swooped down.

"Playing tricks! I'll send you down to keep that lowly servant company right now!"

Blood Slaughter Ancestor's right fist once again condensed a terrifying Mahayana Law, which smashed straight towards Lin Mo's head.

Lin Mo stood still, neither dodging nor avoiding.

He stared intently at the Blood Slaughter Ancestor who was swooping down, a chilling smile spreading across his face, his voice hoarse as if it came from the deepest hell.

"Old dog, guess what a Nascent Soul cultivator in the Mahayana stage tastes like?"

A hoarse sound came from the bottom of the pit, carrying a chilling aura.

The Blood Slaughter Ancestor in mid-air paused for a moment, then let out a deafening laugh.

"You arrogant ant! Even on the verge of death, you still dare to be stubborn!"

The Mahayana Law that was wrapped around his right fist suddenly erupted, and the blood-red light illuminated half of the sky crimson.

"I'll smash you into mincemeat right now, my ancestor!"

Like a blood-red meteorite, the Blood Slaughter Ancestor crashed down on Lin Mo at the bottom of the pit with the power to destroy everything.

The wind howled, and the surrounding space collapsed inch by inch.

Bottom of the pit.

Lin Mo's full head of white hair moved on its own even without wind.

He neither drew his sword nor dodged.

He simply raised his right hand slowly.

With fingers spread wide, he met the punch that was powerful enough to collapse a mountain.

"court death!"

Blood Slaughter Ancestor's eyes were filled with cruelty.

boom!

Two fists, one large and one small, collided violently in mid-air.

There was no earth-shattering explosion, nor any blast wave.

Time seemed to stand still at that moment.

The wild laughter on Blood Slaughter Ancestor's face instantly froze.

He felt as if his punch had struck an unshakeable piece of divine iron.

The violent Mahayana laws vanished without a trace the moment they touched Lin Mo's palm, like a clay ox sinking into the sea.

"How is that possible?"

Blood Slaughter Ancestor's pupils suddenly contracted.

The suppression of the laws of the Mahayana stage was completely ineffective against this kid at the peak of the Integration stage.

"Is that all the strength you have?"

Lin Mo slowly raised his head, his scarlet eyes fixed on Blood Slaughter Ancestor.

Before he could finish speaking...

Click!

There was a heartbreaking sound of bone cracking.

Lin Mo suddenly clenched his five fingers.

Blood Slaughter Ancestor's right arm, which was thicker than a normal person's thigh, was twisted into a pretzel by him.

"ah--!"

The stark white bone fragments pierced through the flesh and blood, exposed to the air.

Blood Slaughter Ancestor let out a shrill scream, the intense pain causing his massive body to convulse violently.

He frantically channeled his Mahayana True Essence, trying to break free from Lin Mo's control.

"Get out of my way!"

A dark red bone shield flew out from his body and stood between the two.

This is the Blood Slaughter Ancestor's natal magic weapon, the top-grade spiritual artifact "Blood Fiend Shield," which is said to be able to withstand a full-force attack from a mid-stage Mahayana expert.

however.

Lin Mo reached out with his left hand and plunged it directly into the indestructible bone shield.

He ripped it outwards with both hands.

Chi!

The top-grade spiritual artifact, the Blood Fiend Shield, was torn in two by his bare hands, just like a tattered rag.

With his magical artifact destroyed, Blood Slaughter Ancestor suddenly spat out a mouthful of blood.

Extreme fear finally surfaced in his eyes.

monster!

The white-haired youth in front of me is not human at all, but an ancient ferocious beast wearing human skin!

"Thousand Faces! Nether Bone! Save me!"