When Luo Yu finally arrived at the scene, the temple was merely a graveyard of shattered statues with dull and lifeless expressions, revealing skeletal remains inside. Oh, and there was a frozen statue of a smiling Buddha too.
It was clear that a fierce battle had taken place here not long ago, but now, there wasn’t a single soul in sight… Well, not quite.
Luo Yu realized that the ice sculpture wasn’t a statue at all—it was a person who had been annihilated by sword energy!
“Temple Master?”
“If he’s the temple master, then he surely knew all about these bones.”
“This guy practiced… some kind of evil technique to become a god?!”
Luo Yu’s face changed instantly. The term “become a god” meant someone who created a golden body for themselves, absorbing incense offerings for their own benefit.
For instance, if people worship and admire a statue long enough, it could even develop a sense of spirituality.
Seeing oneself as a deity to enhance one’s consciousness soul? Totally evil martial arts, no doubt about it. Plus, you had to reach the Internal Breathing Realm to even practice that stuff.
“This temple master is at the Internal Breathing Realm, and he got killed?”
“Who killed him…?”
Luo Yu looked at the chilling sword energy around him…
Ying Bing?!
Ying Bing had killed an Internal Breathing Realm master?!
For a moment, he was stunned. That was terrifying! Taking down a practitioner of such a bizarre evil technique without a hitch? He couldn’t do that himself.
Relying on some exotic treasures, he might manage a fight, but that would still be impressive, given her age. Once she grows up, she will definitely change the game in the Eastern Wilderness!
“This temple master has issues; I need to hurry to the government office.”
He had just set off when suddenly—
Whoosh—
The sky appeared to rage with dark winds, shrouding everything in shadow, dimming the light in an instant.
This terrifying scene spread from Mud Corner Alley. Any greenery along the route wilted and darkened.
And then, out of nowhere, clear springs erupted forth, the sword intent was astonishing, creating a patch of pure land.
Was there a battle inside the Internal Realm?
Even a fool could see that something big was happening in the government office!
He hurriedly raced towards the office.
However, before he could reach the office, he saw a government sedan chair.
“Luo Yu! Did you come from Lingjiang Dock?”
The voice from inside the sedan chair belonged to the government official.
“Yep. A temple master was killed there by Ying Bing…” Luo Yu didn’t hesitate and quickly recounted what he had just seen.
Inside the sedan, it seemed like the official had fallen silent.
“Luo Yu, you should stay close to the elders in the government office; it’s dangerous outside.”
“But you—”
“As the head of a government office, how can I flee from minor dangers at the expense of the common folk?”
“Official!”
Luo Yu felt deeply moved. He had thought the official was ineffective, but it seemed he had misjudged him.
The sedan continued onward. When they turned the next corner, out of sight from Luo Yu, a sound of shattering teacups echoed from inside.
“Useless! Did you just d*e like that?!”
“Who’s going to handle the business now that you’re dead?!”
Who else could it be? He would have to deal with it personally.
…
Meanwhile, at the dock…
Li Mo looked up at the sky.
Mud Corner Alley wasn’t far from here; the collision of the two realms even shook the air around him, hitting him directly but dissipated by his extreme martial body.
“Such overwhelming power from the Internal Realm?”
It seemed the beautiful master was careful, deliberately keeping the conflict within his tolerable limits—just right.
“This sword intent…”
Ying Bing raised her head, her enchanting eyes deep in thought.
“How can there be a battle inside the government city?!”
Xiao Qian’s expression was serious.
“One side must be the Internal Realm of Misty Rain Tower, a Ge Sha-level assassin!” Zuo Qiuyang stated confidently.
“Wait… is that… Mud Corner Alley?”
Suddenly, Li Mo vanished.
It was as if he blended into the wind, charging towards that direction with full force.
Clouds and mist began to swirl around Ying Bing as she floated along with a graceful air.
In an instant, both rushed towards Mud Corner Alley.
The Wind Shadow Step was now operating at full throttle.
To Li Mo’s eyes, the scenery along the streets sped away in reverse.
The closer he got, the more he felt the terrifying atmosphere of the Internal Realm.
The clash between the two felt like it was about to change the color of the heavens themselves!
People lay sprawled across the street—pale, eyes shut tight—presumably affected by the bizarre martial arts of the Internal Realm under Misty Rain Tower.
Just then, a ghostly wail approached towards Ke Mo.
The sword energy sharpened, chilling the air.
As his Extreme Martial Body powered through, he felt like a blade himself.
Despite the name’s spirit, he couldn’t reach the peak of his martial prowess before achieving the Internal Breathing Realm, but he was doing just fine as is.
He forged ahead without obstruction.
Arriving at the small courtyard, his pupils involuntarily contracted.
Inside, a beautiful woman clad in a magenta dress was waving a shimmering sword, turning one into ten, ten into a hundred, and a hundred into a thousand—sword energy swept through the aura like a storm.
Opposite her was a shadow cloaked in black robes and wearing an evil spirit mask.
The sword energy passed through him without a trace of bl**d, quickly merging into darkness.
With one palm strike, a wave of black currents surged, countless resentful souls crashing against the sword light, fighting fiercely.
The beautiful woman, clearly at a higher realm, seemed injured, needing to protect a group of small, unconscious beans behind her.
One side was fully prepared, unleashing their power, while the other was distracted and hurt.
Clearly, the latter was at a disadvantage.
Ke Mo gently jingled the bell hidden in his sleeve and then exchanged glances with Ying Bing.
No words needed.
As the black-robed man prepared to advance further, the two of them pounced together, this time Ying Bing did not expand the radiant light, since at her current realm, there was no meaning in spreading light—it was better to solidify it.
The radiant light turned into chains, enveloping the power of Taiyin with the Tian Shuang sword.
On Ke Mo’s side, the Scarlet Sky sword was already put away, and he pulled out the Star Hammer right off the bat.
The black-robed man’s brows furrowed slightly at merely a flick of his sleeve, totally dissolving all attacks.
Except now he had a layer of frost on his clothing and a shudder from the hammer’s winds, with a touch of bewitching flames that wouldn’t go out no matter how hard he tried.
Two large realms were quite a difference.
Even gods would struggle.
Two… Internal Breathing Realm?
One was jade liquid, and the other just… concentrated gas?
He frowned, glancing at the flames on his sleeve and decisively tore at the robe.
“Wow, you have a thing for cutting sleeves?”
Ke Mo was channeling the essence of a certain brawler.
The black-robed man was left speechless.
He said nothing and ignored the two, focusing instead on the beautiful woman behind.
His target was Jiang Chulong.
At that moment…
Another figure wearing a judge’s mask suddenly manifested within the realm.
Without a word, they charged straight at Ke Mo and Ying Bing.
“I want these two alive.”
“Understood!”
The black-robed judge replied without any intention of slowing down his offensive.
With a stroke, the intention of life and d*ath surged.
In an instant, he abruptly halted his advance.
Ke Mo still wielded the hammer in hand.
It seemed like a hammer, but also not quite.
The Cataclysmic Fallen Star Hammer!
A divine weapon!
The hammer’s might rippled through the air.
“You… are the Hammer King of the Northwest?!”
The judge suddenly seemed to realize something.
Then, his face twisted into a cold smile:
“How can someone at the Internal Breathing Realm wield a divine weapon? I’ll just smash that hammer right here…”
Boom—
The ground seemed to tremble slightly.
This one strike was heavy.
So heavy that the realm itself twisted as a result.
By the time Ke Mo was done, he couldn’t even stand anymore!
And that strike wasn’t aimed at the judge but rather at the black-robed man!
Locked onto by the divine weapon, there was no way to dodge or evade; he could only raise his left hand, making countless resentful souls protect him in vain, but it was all instantly smashed down, even taking his left hand with it!
Crunch—
An Internal Realm powerhouse had his hand shattered!
“Very well, in a few more moments, you’ll be looking up at me.”
“Too bad, in the heavens, you’re still an ant!”
The black-robed man’s left hand was dripping with bl**d as he roared angrily.
Hearing the judge’s furious shout, he prepared to intervene.
Yet…
He soon found, despite Ke Mo appearing weak, he was smiling at him.
“Oi, old guy, what’s going on with you?”
Someone patted him on the back.
For some reason, he instantly felt a chill run down his spine, sweating bullets.
Right, Ke Mo and Ying Bing were both here.
How could he forget them?
