Tang Dynasty Demon Suppression Division

"Moreover..." He paused, a sharp glint flashing in his eyes, "General Yuchi just said that since he has already set his sights on me, simply running away is not a solution."

"Good lad, you've got guts!"

Yu Chi Feng suddenly laughed and patted his shoulder: "We cultivators should be fearless. Don't worry, now that I'm here, I won't let you go to your death."

Feng Wuhen nodded slightly: "You are a member of my Demon Suppression Division, and I will not ignore this matter."

After saying that, he sighed again, "Now that the Holy Land of the Demon Clan has appeared, we must report this matter to His Majesty... This pool of water is probably deeper than we imagined."

At this moment, in the Thirty-Three Heavens Diagram, heaven and earth are upside down, and the Milky Way is reversed.

This independent space, carved out by an ancient treasure, is currently being impacted by four different forces.

Azure light, icy cold, the shadow of a staff, and the Daoist aura—four completely different forces clashed fiercely in this enclosed space, causing the illusory image of the Thirty-Three Heavens Diagram to tremble slightly, as if it might collapse at any moment.

Mr. Mo stood in the void, his Taoist robe fluttering in the wind. A wine gourd floated above him, casting a pale blue light curtain that enveloped his figure.

With one hand behind his back and the other hand pointing like a sword, a wisp of blue light swirling at his fingertips, he seemingly casually swung his fingers into the air, yet he completely neutralized the attacks from the three sides.

The White Ape Demon Saint's face was grim, and his attacks were ferocious. He had both old and new grudges against Mo Wentian, and had suffered losses at Mo Wentian's hands many times, which made him grit his teeth in hatred.

The Xuanbing Demon Emperor formed hand seals, his body radiating icy aura, and streaks of Xuanbing ice shot towards Mr. Mo from all directions. His attacks were unhurried yet relentless, clearly coordinated with the white ape, aiming to exhaust Mr. Mo's energy.

The Azure Lotus Demon Saint was the most composed. He stood outside the battle circle, the Azure Lotus in his hand slowly rotating, emitting a soft azure light that continuously eroded the Daoist aura surrounding Mr. Mo.

Three figures, each with a completely different power system, yet they cooperated with exceptional synergy.

However, Mr. Mo remained steadfast like a rock in a stormy sea, unmoved by the pounding waves. His methods seemed unremarkable, yet he always managed to neutralize his opponent's attacks at the most opportune moment and in the most ingenious way.

"You three have been fighting for so long, shouldn't you take a break?" Mr. Mo spoke leisurely while defusing the three's attack, still in his lazy tone.

"While your Thirty-Three Heavens Diagram is indeed profound, it's probably not enough to kill me. I'm also unable to escape for the time being. Why don't we sit down, have a drink, and chat?"

Upon hearing this, the White Ape Demon Saint intensified his attack, shouting fiercely, "Old ghost! Stop pretending! I won't rest until I've refined you into this diagram!"

"Tsk tsk tsk, you want to refine me?" Mr. Mo chuckled. "You, a white-haired monkey? Back in Chang'an, if you hadn't run so fast, I would have plucked all your fur off long ago. What, your wounds have just healed, and you're already itching for a beating?"

He was eloquent and showed no mercy to the White Ape Demon Saint.

"you--!"

The White Ape Demon Saint was struck on a sore spot by his words and immediately flew into a rage. He swung his long staff even more frantically, turning it into a ball of white light as he madly smashed it towards Mr. Mo.

But this also broke the tacit understanding between the three. Xuanbing Demon Emperor frowned and said in a cold voice, "White Ape, calm down, he's trying to provoke you."

The Azure Lotus Demon Saint also spoke with a cold laugh: "Mo Wentian, you don't need to waste your energy. You won't be able to leave this map today, so you might as well save your strength."

While dodging the attacks of the white ape, Mr. Mo said leisurely, "Can't get out? I don't think so. I'm just curious, why go to such lengths just to trap me alone? Does your Demon Court intend to use this opportunity to launch a full-scale war against the Tang Dynasty?"

The Azure Lotus Demon Saint shook his head, his tone calm: "Mr. Mo, you are overthinking it. The Demon Court has no intention of waging a full-scale war against the Tang Dynasty. Since the Wei River Alliance has been signed, it will not be easily torn up."

"We are only doing this because we have some things to take care of and do not want to be disturbed."

The Azure Lotus Demon Saint holds a somewhat special position within the Demon Court, being a confidant of the Demon Court Lord. Therefore, his words, to some extent, represent that Lord.

"There are some things to take care of?" Mr. Mo keenly caught the meaning in his words. "What things require the personal intervention of three demon saints, and that they must keep this old man trapped here?"

"Could it be... that they're after that kid?"

The Azure Lotus Demon Saint did not answer, but simply said, "Why does Mr. Mo need to ask? Knowing too much will not do you any good."

Mr. Mo understood that although the other party denied launching a full-scale war, such a large-scale effort must mean that their ambitions were not small.

He recalled the mysterious bronze palace in Li Yuan's sea of ​​consciousness, and a sense of unease arose in his heart.

In that instant of distraction, a sinister glint flashed in the eyes of the White Ape Demon Saint. It suddenly feinted, its left hand silently reaching out, three hairs held between its five fingers, the tips of the silvery-white hairs shimmering with a green light.

These three hairs are its protective hairs, which are made by combining its life essence with various highly poisonous substances. They are specifically designed to target the soul. Once they are inserted into the body, the toxins will quickly erode the meridians and spirit, making them extremely insidious.

It had been hiding this move all along, waiting for Mr. Mo to reveal a weakness.

"go!"

The White Ape Demon Saint let out a low shout, and three of his hairs transformed into three green beams, silently shooting towards Mr. Mo's nape.

This sneak attack was extremely well-hidden and timed perfectly, occurring precisely when Mr. Mo was distracted by the words of the Azure Lotus Demon Saint.

However, who is Mr. Mo?

He appeared nonchalant, but his spiritual sense had already spread over a hundred feet around him, and no slightest fluctuation could escape his perception.

He had already noticed it the instant the White Ape Demon Saint shot out its hair.

"snort!"

Mr. Mo snorted coldly, and his figure suddenly became blurry. Three hairs pierced through his body, as if shooting into the void, without causing any ripples.

At the same time, Mr. Mo's figure solidified again in another place. For the first time, coldness appeared in his eyes as he looked at the White Ape Demon Saint: "White Ape, you are courting death."

Before he finished speaking, he raised his hand and made a handshake in the direction of the White Ape Demon Saint.

The White Ape Demon Saint felt an invisible force gripping its body tightly. It was terrified and tried to struggle, but found that it couldn't move at all.

That force seemed to come from heaven and earth themselves, a suppression of it by this space.

"What...what did you do?" The White Ape Demon Saint was horrified and desperately tried to unleash his demonic power, but he was unable to break free from the restraints.

"It's nothing, just teaching you a lesson," Mr. Mo's voice was calm and even. "I'm not one to hold grudges, because..."

He stretched out his finger and flicked it lightly at the chest of the White Ape Demon Saint.

"If I have a grudge, I will avenge it on the spot."

"puff--!"

The White Ape Demon Saint was struck as if by a heavy hammer. A section of its chest caved in, and blood mixed with fragments of internal organs gushed from its mouth. Its entire body flew backward like a kite with a broken string, crashing heavily into the barrier of the Thirty-Three Heavens Map before sliding softly to the ground.

It struggled for a few moments but couldn't get up, clearly suffering severe injuries.