Staring at the three broken and battered Huai Shan San Sha lying on the ground, Zuo Qiuyang felt a bit dazed.
He had been plotting for ages, preparing for this moment.
First, he intentionally exposed his whereabouts to draw them into a chase.
Just moments earlier, he had played into their hands, letting them exhaust themselves while he set up an ambush to eliminate all of them. Using the No Life Blade Technique, he gathered a peak level of murderous aura, leaving himself with no way out.
Today, he faced a terrifying force.
He gathered his wits, preparing for a life-or-d*ath struggle to avenge his master and his fellow villagers.
But then, out of nowhere, he almost witnessed these three getting knocked out in front of him.
The young guy who made the move looked like he was way younger.
And he was, quite bald.
“Who are you guys?”
“Why did you suddenly attack me, and why does your laugh sound so terrible?”
Li Mo squatted in front of the bloodied Huai Shan San Sha, demanding an explanation.
He represented the Qingyuan Sect, maintaining order in Ziyang Mansion, and after beating them to this state, he had to know the reason.
“I…you…”
The scarred man on the ground had a glint of madness in his eyes.
Suddenly, an unexpected change occurred.
The two thugs beside him, one fat and one thin, quickly placed their hands on the scarred man’s shoulder.
They were gathering their remaining inner breath.
“Drink!”
The scarred man smashed a piece of ground tile, erupting violently, with three torrents of inner breath twisting into a single rope through his veins.
It was a tremendous explosive force.
“Kid, you’re still a bit too naive!”
His face was twisted with rage, mixed with a winner’s grin.
This move didn’t require much strength.
But their combined inner breath was enough to smash through the young guy’s defense.
By the time Zuo Qiuyang snapped back to reality, Xiao Qian’s expression had turned dreadful. He wanted to help but realized it was too late, helplessly watching as the opponent struck down.
The heavy blow landed solidly on Li Mo’s body, and inner breath surged wildly, as if aimed at crippling the young man’s martial arts.
Bang—
It was loud.
But after the sound reverberated, the air in the inn fell into a silence.
The young man didn’t even budge an inch, just frowned.
The expressions of Huai Shan San Sha froze in malicious grins, revealing hints of fear in their eyes.
What… the heck? Is this guy a human or a ghost?
The Huai Shan San Sha were uneasy.
Li Mo felt nothing from the foreign inner breath.
All he sensed was that it seemed chaotic, roughly shoved together.
So without a second thought, he used his own inner breath to drive it away.
Back it came.
If that were all, it would have been fine.
However, as their liquefied inner breath was expelled, it oddly began to “burn.”
Puff—
The three idiots… oh no, three sixties, suddenly inflated bizarrely.
Their eyes bulged out, bl**d pouring from all seven points on their faces.
They really died with their eyes open.
His defense was broad enough to shock even himself, and his inner breath was produced through martial arts above divine skills.
Even his inner breath could ignite, carrying a destructive power that could obliterate everything.
This was his first time using it against an enemy.
Little Li thought it was pretty impressive.
Not to mention others.
Xiao Qian opened his mouth, unable to find words for a good while, standing still for what felt like eternity.
Even Qianxing Wuzun was left utterly speechless.
“Li Shidi, are you okay?”
When he finally regained his composure, he hurried over to inspect.
Even though Li Mo looked perfectly fine, that was the inner breath from three Inner Breath Jade Liquid Realm experts; even without martial enhancements, just that surge alone would be unbearable.
Li Mo shook his head, asking:
“Were they… selected by Misty Rain Tower to participate in the Endless Trials?”
“Uh, they were all here to hunt one person.”
Xiao Qian said, glancing toward the distance.
Following his gaze, Li Mo saw a figure in a raincoat off to the side.
Suddenly, a notification chimed in his mind:
【Congratulations, host, you helped ‘Zuo Qiuyang’ k*ll his enemies.】
【You have a reward waiting for collection.】
Zuo Qiuyang?
Li Mo’s eyes flickered with a mysterious light.
【Name: Zuo Qiuyang】
【Age: 19】
【Bone Structure: All Nine Forms Present.】
【Realm: Inner Breath Condensation Realm.】
【Destiny: Grayish Purple】
【Evaluation: This individual possesses all nine root structures suitable for martial arts, with excellent potential. He was expelled from Misty Rain Tower after becoming a disciple of an Earth Fiend Killer and is the only survivor from Huai Shan County. He will surely become a terrifying killing machine in the future.】
【Recent Encounter: Accomplices are dead, the true culprit is hard to find, and he is in the Endless Trials, hoping to uncover clues.】
“Grayish Purple…”
This destiny suggests great potential but also comes with a hefty price to pay.
A terrifying killing machine?
Sounds impressive…
“Are you… also participating in the Endless Trials?”
Zuo Qiuyang suddenly asked, clutching his seething short kn*fe.
“Why do you ask that?”
“If you are, then I’ll back out right now.”
“…”
Li Mo rolled his eyes at the guy full of murderous aura, yet he blurted out such heart-felt words.
Isn’t he supposed to be a terrifying killing machine?
“Is it that easy to withdraw from the Endless Trials?”
“Of course not; I’d prefer not to compete with you.”
Only the final survivors could be absorbed into Misty Rain Tower.
So whether actively or passively participating, everyone was a hunter in the dark forest… or prey.
If Li Mo was a participant…
Without a doubt, he would definitely be the victor this round.
“I’m not interested in Misty Rain Tower.”
“On the contrary.”
Li Mo produced a badge from his palm, smiling:
“I’m a disciple of Qingyuan Sect.”
“So am I.”
Xiao Qian produced his badge to show he was a righteous companion.
At this time.
“Hmm? What’s going on here?”
Shang Wu stepped over the inn’s threshold,eyes scanning the chaos, not even blinking.
He simply frowned lightly, assessing the only stranger in the place.
Gulp—
Zuo Qiuyang swallowed hard, feeling like he was facing an enemy.
His kn*fe shook again, but this time it wasn’t due to murderous aura.
It was fear.
While following his dead master to study the No Life Blade Technique, he realized he was naturally sensitive to killing intent and murderous aura.
Before, the scariest person he’d encountered was his master.
Now, things have changed.
The scene in the inn became a bit strange.
One was a fledgling killer officially associated with Misty Rain Tower.
Four were righteous companions of Qingyuan Sect.
To be honest, he couldn’t beat any of them, not even Xiao Qian, as Qianxing Wuzun wasn’t just an old man who could only talk.
“Just relax.”
“We descended the mountain mainly to maintain order in the capital, to prevent anyone from muddying the waters and harming innocent people.”
“As for the Endless Trials, our sole hope is for it to end quickly.”
Li Mo signaled for him to calm down.
“I understand now.”
Zuo Qiuyang relaxed his posture.
He was, indeed, a lone wolf, picking up his unfinished bowl of noodles to slurp.
Li Mo then walked to the three Huai Shan San Sha, using the Crimson Sky Sword to rummage through their pockets.
After a round of searching, aside from some random nonsense…
A letter hidden in the scarred man’s clothes caught Li Mo’s attention.
