It could be said that the patriarch of the ancient Ji clan was a truly courageous person. He knew very well that if he lost this bet, he would be consigned to eternal damnation. But if he won, then … he and the entire ancient Ji clan would become the true heroes of the entire passageway world!
All the descendants of the ancient clans would be eternally grateful to him, and his name would forever be recorded in the history of the passageway world. No matter what happened, his name would never be forgotten!
So at this moment, the Patriarch of the ancient Ji clan felt his blood boil. He took out an ancient sword and charged towards Chu Mo. He was going to take the lead, he was going to set an example!
A large number of ancient Ji clan cultivators all charged towards Chu Mo.
High up in the sky, Chu Mo was bathed in blood. His white hair was somewhat disheveled, and he stared coldly at the group of people charging towards him. Then, he activated the [Will of Heaven] mantra.
Since he was so angry that the fifth volume of the [Will of Heaven] mantra instantly caused Chu Mo to enter the realm of 'one with the world'. A large amount of spiritual energy surged towards Chu Mo from all directions.
At the same time, Chu Mo used the [Star Arts] mantra as well. His divine runic battle robes fluttered, and boundless power of the stars surged out from the ancient stars that had existed for tens of billions of years. Like a great river, it surged towards Chu Mo.
An incomparably terrifying aura exploded from Chu Mo's body in an instant.
"Quick … he's recovering!"
"Stop him!"
"We have to stop him!"
"We can't allow him to recover his strength. Otherwise, all of us will die!"
"Quick, quick, quick!"
The group of elite cultivators of the ancient Ji clan all understood what Chu Mo was doing. They all wanted to stop Chu Mo, as though they had gone mad.
All sorts of magic treasures flew through the air, and all sorts of powerful attacks came crashing towards Chu Mo like a tidal wave.
They were all prepared to fight with their lives on the line, because they all knew that once this white-haired demon regained his composure … Then, the entire ancient Ji clan would be doomed.
At this moment, giving away two-thirds of the wealth was no longer important!
This was a great opportunity!
"Kill!" The ancient sword in the hands of the leader of the Ji clan slashed out with a peerlessly sharp sword aura. This sword aura slashed through the air, chopping viciously towards Chu Mo.
At this moment, an extremely tyrannical defense appeared in front of Chu Mo. It was a defense formed by Chu Mo's Dao.
Bang!
Rumble!
A series of loud noises exploded on the defensive barrier.
That voice was simply earth-shattering.
It was as if the entire world was about to collapse.
Chu Mo's body swayed a few more times, as if he would collapse at any time.
"He won't make it!"
"Demon King Chu Mo can't hold on any longer!"
"Kill … We will rewrite the history of the passage!"
"Kill him and we'll be the greatest heroes!"
Countless people's eyes turned red, and they all went crazy. They all wanted to become that true hero.
At this moment, the cultivators of the ancient Ji clan were unprecedentedly enthusiastic.
Because they saw hope!
A ray of light shone into their previously despairing hearts!
So this white-haired demon king wasn't truly invincible. He could be injured, he could bleed, and he could collapse at any time!
The fastest cultivator of the ancient Ji clan had already charged past the defensive barrier that Chu Mo had set up, and was now only tens of thousands of miles away from Chu Mo. He instantly unleashed all of his mystiques. He didn't hold back at all. It was like a torrential flood!
Incomparably ferocious!
Chu Mo raised his hand and punched out, taking the blow of the ancient Ji clan cultivator head-on. Then, his body swayed, and a trace of blood seeped out of the corner of his mouth.
The ancient Ji clan cultivator let out a cry and spat out a large mouthful of blood. Then, he was sent flying hundreds of thousands of miles away. However, he shouted excitedly, "I've hurt him! I've hurt Chu Mo, the Great Demon King!"
"Kill!"
More and more ancient Ji clan cultivators charged forward.
At this moment, a huge vortex had already formed above Chu Mo's head. That vortex was completely formed from condensed essence energy.
Essence energy materialized!
Chu Mo's cultivation had already reached such a high level.
This caused all of the ancient Ji clan cultivators who had charged forward to feel their hearts skip a beat. They all increased the pace of their attacks. They believed that this great demon king would not be able to escape today.
An invincible belief surged in their hearts.
That feeling was simply too delightful, too delightful!
Rumble!
Chu Mo suddenly raised his hand and slashed horizontally.
This slash was too sudden, and the angle was extremely tricky. Within the slash was a boundless Dao of Slaughter. It caused the entire sky to turn bright red. It was as if a layer of red had been draped over it, and it was also as if it had been dyed with a layer of blood.
Too demonic!
Too terrifying!
Even under the suppression of so many cultivators, Chu Mo was still able to unleash such a dazzling, terrifying slash.
Dozens of ancient Ji clan Ancestor level cultivators were instantly chopped down from the skies by this slash.
Some even lost their lives on the spot. Their Dao, techniques, and Primordial Spirits … were all chopped into nothingness by this slash!
"Heavens …" The patriarch of the ancient Ji clan was also enveloped by this slash. He didn't die, but a very deep wound appeared on his chest. That horrifying Killing Dao was constantly destroying his cultivation in a frenzy.
The patriarch of the ancient Ji clan swallowed a large amount of medicinal pills, and then his entire body instantly became much more dispirited. But he still forced himself to hold on, not revealing any signs of dispiritedness. Instead, he roared angrily, "Chu Mo, you are going against the grain and trying to throw the entire passageway into chaos. Today, I will kill you on behalf of the heavens … "
Before he could finish speaking, a dazzling blood-red slash came slashing towards him. In an instant, the rest of his words were stuffed back into his throat.
At the same time, the powerful magic weapons that the patriarch of the ancient Ji clan had summoned were all shattered by Chu Mo's slash. Not a single one of them survived.
This process was so fast that no one could react. Even the group of Ancestor level cultivators were completely unable to react. The patriarch of the ancient Ji clan could only watch as the ice-cold blood-red slash appeared in front of him, and then disappeared in an instant.
"I … why do I feel a little cold?" The patriarch of the ancient Ji clan muttered. Then, he couldn't help but shiver.
It was really cold. It was as if there was a bone-piercing chill that seeped into his soul that suddenly exploded in his body.
"Patriarch!"
"Patriarch is in trouble …"
"Quick, save the patriarch!"
The patriarch of the ancient Ji clan suddenly heard the crazed roars of a group of cultivators.
But he felt that something was wrong. Am I not still standing here, perfectly fine? How did I get into trouble?
Time seemed to have frozen at this moment.
Countless elite cultivators of the ancient Ji clan were all in mid-air. They occupied every corner of the space and launched a frenzied attack on Chu Mo.
Those magic weapons were all hovering in mid-air. The cultivators of the ancient Ji clan were all in different positions, with different expressions on their faces.
The patriarch of the ancient Ji clan just stood there. He didn't realize that his calculation speed and reaction speed had all become countless times slower than before!
Time suddenly returned to normal!
The patriarch of the ancient Ji clan's body fell to the sides.
His body was cleaved into two, cleaved into two!
His Primordial Spirit had actually already died when he had felt the cold!
The remaining senses were just the remnant thoughts that his Primordial Spirit had sensed before it died.
Just like an afterimage.
He was actually already dead!
"Kill!"
"Kill this demon!"
"Take revenge for the patriarch!"
The patriarch of the ancient Ji clan couldn't hear any of these voices at all. Because he was already dead.
Chu Mo's injuries were still very severe, but he had already absorbed an unimaginable amount of energy and astral energy from the world. His power … was recovering at a rapid rate.
This sort of recovery speed was something that even ordinary Ancestral Ancestors couldn't compare to, much less Progenitors.
Even more elite cultivators of the ancient Ji clan had already charged in front of Chu Mo. Their faces were filled with endless hatred and savagery.
Chu Mo stared coldly at them. There was almost no expression on his face, only endless coldness.
Since you have chosen to do this, then you should be prepared to die!
The Heaven Stealer in Chu Mo's hand suddenly became incomparably large!
It was as though the only thing left in the world was this blade!
Then, the Heaven Stealer began to wildly slash. With every step it took, a high-level cultivator of the ancient Ji clan would fall to this blade.
Up, down, front, back, left, right … no one could block this blade.
The area it covered was too vast, and its sharpness was too frightening.
This was Chu Mo's Dao of Killing, a Dao of Killing that was truly close to the extreme!
At the same time, this was also the Dao of the Heaven Stealer!
The blade was used to kill.
Slash, and slash again!
During this process, Chu Mo's injuries became increasingly severe. But he didn't care at all. He had gained a lot from this battle.
Only in this sort of life-and-death battle could one's combat ability grow rapidly.
Chu Mo had never been the sort of person who could settle down peacefully. His fate had always been inextricably linked to this sort of battle.
Thus, in the face of this terrifying life-and-death battle, Chu Mo's heart was far calmer than the face others saw!
In less than the time it took for a stick of incense to burn, a third of the hundreds of elite Progenitors of the ancient Ji clan had already fallen!
Down below, the disciples of the ancient Ji clan who were watching the battle all … had extremely pale faces. They had felt despair at the beginning, then hope when they saw that Chu Mo was heavily injured, then excitement when they saw that Chu Mo was on the verge of collapse … and then, very quickly, they all returned to the initial despair!
This Great White-Haired Demon King seemed to be indestructible!
He was already so heavily injured, so how could he still have such powerful combat ability?
Could it be that there was really no one who could stop this White-Haired Demon King?
Just at this moment, from the endless, distant void, a cold voice suddenly rang out. "Chu Mo, you bastard, don't be so arrogant … I'll kill you!"
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