The Great Ruler wanted to lie down but was thrown into the Spirit Road.

"You filthy woman! If you hadn't wanted to monopolize that nine-leaf fruit tree, this wouldn't have happened. And you're not getting away either!" said a man with a bruised and swollen face. Clearly, he had been seriously injured during the struggle for the fruit tree.

Wen Qingxuan isn't that famous in the Spirit Road yet. No one dares to challenge her. Although she's very strong, some people think she's just showing off her spear.

If they had been given a longsword from the start, they might not have been afraid of this wretched woman.

Wen Qingxuan snorted coldly and put the two fruits away. "A bunch of rabble, you're welcome to try!"

Seeing this, Yun Mo smiled. Such a good henchman—why not use him? "The fruit is good, but you probably don't take it seriously. You're just waiting there for self-training, right? How about we team up and cripple these guys, then find somewhere to fight them again? What do you think?"

Wen Qingxuan glared at him, but did not refuse.

"Hmph, fifteen against four, we have a huge advantage. Then we can redistribute the spoils. Wang Ke, Sun Heng, and the others, what do you think?"

A sinister smile flashed across Wang Ke's face as he looked at Liu Ting, who had spoken, and replied, "Alright, since we've all formed an alliance, then it should be like this."

Along the Spirit Road, groups of all sizes gradually began to emerge. Those like Mu Chen, who ventured out into the world alone, were almost all very confident in themselves, but such people were relatively few, and cooperation was the norm.

"Alright! You two go find the two behind them. As for the stinky woman with the spear and that androgynous person in the pink robe, leave them to us!" Liu Ting waved his hand, making no attempt to hide anything from Yun Mo and the other three.

In his eyes, after forming an alliance, they were completely the top tier in the Spirit Road. They had enough strength to sweep through this place, and they had already obtained the qualifications of the Five Great Academies!

"Heh, neither male nor female." Wen Qingxuan glanced at Yun Mo. Although they were temporarily working together, she still had to mock him as usual.

Yun Mo was speechless. Wen Qingxuan had said this to him before, and now this Liu Ting was saying it too. Couldn't men in this world wear pink? Besides, he only wore a pink robe so he could steal fruit earlier.

"Brother Yun, we..." Tan Feng looked at the people surrounding them, fear flashing in his eyes. With so many people, they were not confident they could escape unscathed.

"You only need to deal with the two people looking for you." Yun Mo, holding a soft sword, stepped into the encirclement of more than a dozen people.

Wen Qingxuan saw his actions, curled her lips, held her spear upside down, and followed him.

"Boy, if you hand over the fruit and token in your hand and then take your own life, we can leave you a whole corpse." Liu Ting looked at Yun Mo and Wen Qingxuan who had come to him on their own initiative and was somewhat surprised that they did not run away.

"Actually, I'm quite curious. How did you all reach an agreement and unite in such a short time?" Yun Mo was somewhat concerned about this matter, as it was no simple matter.

Liu Ting and Wang Ke exchanged glances and burst into laughter: "Do you think everyone is an idiot? There are more than a dozen of us, and one tree isn't enough to go around. You've already stolen everything, so why bother fighting to the death?"

Yun Mo suddenly realized, "So it's because there's nothing left to share that you've given up the idea of ​​fighting. If there's something left to share later, won't you all fall apart immediately?"

"Uh..." Liu Ting's laughter suddenly caught in his throat. He noticed that some people in this newly formed alliance had their eyes flicker after hearing those words.

"Hmph! Kid, don't embarrass yourself in front of us with such an obvious divisive tactic. If we unite, we can easily steal more things on the Spirit Road and reach the end of the Spirit Road will be a piece of cake. I advise you to be smart and hand over the fruit so that you two can suffer less."

Wang Ke interrupted Yun Mo, also noticing the current fragility of the alliance. He believed it would be best to have a shared goal to maintain the group, and the end of the Spirit Road was a good direction.

Yun Mo smiled. "Your name is Wang Ke, right? I wonder if I could join you after offering you some fruit?"

"Huh?" Wang Ke was a little stunned; he had never thought of this before.

"What, can't you make a decision? Shouldn't your alliance have someone who can make decisions? Or rather, who is your leader? Do you all have to listen to this Liu Ting beside you? Is he the leader of the alliance?"

Everyone present looked at Liu Ting, a cold smile flashing in their eyes.

Anyone who enters the Spiritual Path is a chosen one of heaven. Does he even deserve to be called the leader of the alliance?

Seeing this, Liu Ting cursed inwardly: A bunch of idiots! It was clearly a scheme to sow discord, yet they still managed to be provoked like this.

Wen Qingxuan couldn't help but turn her head to look at Yun Mo beside her, a slight look of surprise flashing in her eyes. Although the other group was really not that great, in just a few words, she was able to seize their unruly weakness and make them lose their composure.

"She's quick-witted!" she thought to herself.

"Sharp-tongued brat, whoever brings the greatest benefit to the alliance will be the leader! Now, the one who collects the most fruit will be the leader elected by everyone!"

Unable to bear it any longer, Liu Ting threw out the steel needle and charged forward with the wooden stick in hand. He didn't want to wait any longer; who knew what else this kid might spout? He had finally managed to bring so many people together, and he couldn't let them fall apart like this.

Yun Mo smiled as he watched Liu Ting rush up. He casually dodged the steel needles while flicking his wrist, unleashing a burst of power. Thousands of sword shadows appeared on his soft sword, each thrust seeming both real and illusory, making it impossible to distinguish.

Liu Ting refused to believe it and shouted, sweeping the sharp wooden stick in his hand straight at Yun Mo. However, as soon as the stick touched the illusory sword shadow, it vanished into nothingness in an instant, leaving only a pitiful little piece of the wooden handle in his palm.

A look of horror flashed in his eyes. Just as he was about to retreat, a sword shadow swept towards him. The chilling white light made him unleash his inner energy and push his physical strength to the limit, trying to withstand the sword shadow head-on.

However, just as he was about to meet it, he suddenly realized that the white sword shadow was nothing more than a phantom designed to lure him into a desperate fight.

Having lost his target, he struck empty air and instantly lost his balance.

Yun Mo naturally wouldn't let such an opportunity pass. As he sheathed his sword and stood still, he rose from the ground, took a step with his left foot, and transformed his right leg into a long whip. The extremely terrifying force made the sound of wind breaking, and then it lashed hard into Liu Ting's chest.

"Bang!"

"puff!"

The moment Liu Ting was struck by this terrifying force, he coughed up a mouthful of blood and was blasted away like a cannonball. At that moment, his internal organs seemed to shift, and his sternum seemed to be completely shattered. This kick almost crippled him.

The match between the two was decided in a very short time.

This scene left everyone pale-faced and in awe. "How could this be!"

They had just fought with Liu Ting, and although they were unconvinced, they still acknowledged Liu Ting's strength. But now, Liu Ting had been crippled in a single move, how could they possibly believe it?

"Could this kid be able to use spiritual power?"

"Absolutely impossible. The Spirit Path is shrouded in the laws of divine competition, and every trial participant is an ordinary person."

"This kid must have found some kind of protective treasure that greatly enhanced his physical strength; we're bound to try and take it!"

Wang Ke's pupils suddenly contracted, and he shouted, "Everyone, attack together! Don't let this kid find an opening. Just like Liu Ting said, whoever has the most fruit will be the alliance leader!"

Yun Mo and Wen Qingxuan looked at the dozen or so people rushing towards them without any fear in their eyes, and charged forward fiercely.

Yun Mo, like a tiger among sheep, wielded a soft sword with a cold gleam. With astonishing sword intent and physical strength, he allowed sword energy to permeate the entire space, even tearing apart some petals falling from the sky. With a low shout, he wielded the soft sword as if it were his own arm, thrusting it straight at Wang Ke, who was raising his staff.

Only now did Wang Ke fully understand why Liu Ting was frozen in front of Yun Mo. Looking at the endless sword shadows in front of him, ordinary people simply couldn't distinguish between reality and illusion. Trying to contend with Yun Mo like this was simply impossible.

However, what makes him better than Liu Ting is that, knowing something is impossible, he decisively refrains from doing it and immediately retreats to create an extremely dangerous distance.

However, Yun Mo snorted coldly, and with exquisite footwork, he dodged the wooden sticks that were swept at him from other directions. At the same time, he flipped his left hand, and a cold light appeared. Several steel needles pierced the air and shot out towards Wang Ke.

Hearing the sound of something cutting through the air, Wang Ke knew exactly what was coming at him. However, since it was a head-on collision, it was impossible to completely dodge the steel needles. Helpless, he could only frantically swing his wooden stick to protect his vitals.

"laugh!"

"what……"

Three steel needles pierced through Wang Ke's right side, striking various acupoints and drawing out blood. Amidst a piercing scream, they sent him flying.

Then, without even glancing at it, Yun Mo drew a circle with his right foot, clenched his left hand, turned his palm into a fist, and slammed it down on another wooden stick that was coming from behind.

With a "crack," the wooden stick snapped in the man's horrified gaze. The force of the punch didn't stop at all, continuing to pound into the man's chest. With just one punch, he completely lost his chance to live.

"This...with steel needles!" The remaining people who were besieging Yun Mo looked terrified. There were six people besieging Yun Mo, and in just a short while, two of them were knocked away, their fate unknown.

This kind of physical strength is many levels higher than theirs.

But they didn't want to give up, so they took out all the steel needles from their bodies and threw them at Yun Mo with all their might.

"Hmph! Using my needles against me, how clever of you!"

A fleeting glint of coldness flashed in Yun Mo's eyes. A black cloth appeared in his hand, enveloping him completely. No matter how many steel needles attacked from all directions, none could pierce the black cloth.

"Ding! Ding!"

Just as the steel needles were fired and the remaining four were about to rush forward with their sticks, the black cloth covering Yun Mo was suddenly lifted into the air by a force.

Yun Mo turned around under the black cloth, revealing a dense array of steel needles around his body. These needles transformed into black light, and with a surge of energy, he flicked his sleeves, hurling all the black light towards the four people.

"Ah! No! Spare me!"

Screams rang out, and the four people, caught off guard, paled in shock. In their eyes, the black light was as fast as a black lightning bolt, arriving before them in the blink of an eye and piercing their bodies.

Yun Mo frowned as he looked at the people lying on the ground, groaning in pain and writhing. It seemed that Wang Ke had been seriously injured and had fled when he saw that things were not going well.

He shook his head and looked at Wen Qingxuan's battlefield, where she was wielding a long spear, chasing after several others and suppressing them until they had no chance to fight back.