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The consecutive deaths of two Da Dou Shi filled Mo Cheng with an overwhelming sense of crisis.
Staring at Lin Feng in the sky, his entire body trembled with rage.
If not for Lin Feng's flying Dou Technique, he would only have needed to repel this Rank 4 magic beast before swiftly capturing Qing Lin. Then how could he have ended up in such a predicament?
Right now, Mo Cheng wished he could skin Lin Feng alive, drink his blood, and feast on his flesh!
"Forget it, there's no point holding back anymore!"
With a violent tremor of his left arm, a surge of hidden force shattered his sleeve into pieces.
Exposed to the air, the veins on his arm bulged like tiny serpents, writhing beneath his skin.
His palm had also undergone a strange transformation—becoming significantly broader than before.
Even his fingernails had extended by half an inch, turning pitch-black.
At this moment, Mo Cheng's arm no longer resembled that of a human.
Instead, it looked more like the limb of a magic beast.
A faint reddish hue surged across the entire arm.
Moments later, it turned completely crimson, as if enveloped in flames.
"Beast, go to hell!"
As Dou Qi coursed through his Mountain Shattering Arm, its power surged to a terrifying level.
Even an eight-star Dou Ling would hesitate to take this attack head-on!
"Opening Mountain Fist!"
Not satisfied with just the Mountain Shattering Arm, Mo Cheng activated a High Grade Black Class Dou Technique—Opening Mountain Fist!
With the two abilities stacked together, the power increased exponentially!
If Xiao Ling took a direct hit, even with combat strength equivalent to a nine-star Dou Ling, it would likely perish on the spot.
However, following Qing Lin's prior orders, it had been maintaining a safe distance from Mo Cheng.
Moreover, its magic beast instincts screamed a warning—the energy condensing in Mo Cheng's hand was an absolute lethal threat.
Xiao Ling's enormous body instinctively retreated at high speed.
At the same time, violent fire Dou Qi began condensing at its two heads.
"Heh heh…"
Seeing Xiao Ling's frightened reaction, Mo Cheng let out a sinister laugh.
The reason he had slain opponents stronger than himself in the past was not only due to the deadly Mountain Shattering Arm but also his extreme speed—allowing him to close in on his enemies and land a lethal strike.
Infusing his Dou Qi into his legs, Mo Cheng's body became light as he let out a loud shout:
"Low-Grade Black Class Dou Technique—Swimming Body Steps!"
In an instant, his speed surged, and he shot toward the retreating Xiao Ling like a phantom.
Seeing its enemy closing in, Xiao Ling panicked, abandoning its attempt to gather energy.
Its two massive heads opened wide, merging two streams of violent attacks into a single, fiery beam that blasted toward Mo Cheng.
At the same time, its retreating speed increased sharply, leaving behind a gigantic afterimage.
"Boom!"
The fiery beam collided fiercely with Mo Cheng's Opening Mountain Fist.
A shockwave of Dou Qi erupted outward in all directions.
Above, Lin Feng hastily shielded Qing Lin in his arms and swiftly flew to the side, barely dodging the terrifying aftershock.
"A mere Dou Ling already has such overwhelming force… I can't even imagine what kind of scene unfolds when even stronger cultivators battle!"
Looking at the terrifying shockwaves in the air, Lin Feng sighed with emotion.
"If it's Young Master, Qing Lin believes you will also become such a powerful expert in the future!"
Qing Lin, witnessing such a battle for the first time, was deeply shaken. But upon hearing Lin Feng's words, she quickly responded with conviction.
"You little girl."
Lin Feng freed up a hand and playfully pinched Qing Lin's delicate nose, his voice filled with affection.
"Hehe."
Feeling Lin Feng's warmth, Qing Lin giggled and nestled her face against his chest.
Lin Feng chuckled and gently stroked Qing Lin's hair before turning his gaze back to the dissipating dust cloud below.
Not long after, Xiao Ling suddenly shot out from the thick dust.
However, the sight before Lin Feng made his brows furrow tightly.
At this moment, one of Xiao Ling's two heads had a severe injury at the base of its neck.
Its neck was bent at an unnatural angle, likely due to a fracture.
Meanwhile, its tail had a long, deep gash, exposing pale white flesh beneath the torn scales.
Blood continued to flow from the wound.
However, Mo Cheng had suffered an even worse fate.
His right leg had been completely severed, leaving him helplessly sprawled on the ground.
His chest heaved violently, and a horrifying wound pierced straight through his abdomen.
Lin Feng guessed that this was Xiao Ling's doing—its razor-sharp fangs must have torn through Mo Cheng's flesh.
Judging by his limp posture, his spinal cord had likely been snapped by Xiao Ling's immense force.
Beneath them, the once prominent sand dune had been shaved down by nearly two meters due to the violent clash of energy!
Lying on the ground, Mo Cheng stared at the fire-attribute magic beast before him, his heart filled with endless regret.
If he had another chance, he would never have been so arrogant, bringing only a small team for this battle.
But now, with one leg lost and his body severely wounded…
Escape was no longer an option.
As the realization of his impending doom settled in, his eyes filled with sheer terror.
"Whoosh!"
Just then, a long brown shadow suddenly streaked across the battlefield, arriving beside Mo Cheng in an instant.
As the shadow came to a stop, its long tail lashed out with a thunderous whip-like strike.
"Bang!"
In an instant, the fear-stricken Mo Cheng was sent flying through the air like a discarded ragdoll.
"Pfft!"
After soaring over ten meters, he crashed to the ground, coughing up large mouthfuls of blood.
Struggling, he lifted his head and trembled as he looked back at where he had just been.
There, the Horned King Viper stood tall, its vertical pupils gleaming with a chilling light as it glared at him menacingly.
Turning his head slightly, Mo Cheng noticed something even more horrifying—his most trusted aide, Mo Xi, a nine-star Da Dou Shi, had been completely devoured by the desert horned vipers.
Four Rank 3 Horned King Vipers were viciously fighting over his corpse, tearing chunks of flesh apart.
After all, to magic beasts, the flesh of powerful warriors was highly nutritious, aiding their evolution.
Likewise, if a warrior devoured a magic beast's core, they could enhance their own cultivation.
"Had I known this would happen…"
Before he could finish his sentence—
"Boom!"
A whip-like brown tail lashed out once more.
With that, Mo Cheng—the Grand Elder of the Mo Clan, their so-called strongest warrior—
Finally closed his eyes forever, his life force rapidly fading into nothingness.
"Young Master, the Horned King Viper just sent a message—it says Mo Cheng is dead!"
Feeling an invisible pulse of spiritual communication, Qing Lin lifted her gaze toward Lin Feng, her face filled with excitement.
"Have the Horned King Viper whip him a few more times… just to make sure."
Lin Feng muttered as he bit into another Qi Recovery Pill, his voice slightly muffled.
Hearing this, Qing Lin nodded, feeling it was a very reasonable suggestion.
She then commanded the Horned King Viper to lash Mo Cheng's corpse a few more times, just in case.
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