I'm in Shrouding the Heavens Practicing Eternal Life

Failing the initial strike, the withered Killing Saint retreated with extreme speed, disappearing into the void, planning to seek another opportunity.

After all, even though he was a Saint, he didn't dare to clash head-on with an Extreme Dao Imperial Weapon. That was the continuation of a Great Emperor's Dao fruit. A mere Saint wanting to clash head-on with it was simply courting death.

However, Luo Mo didn't recall the Dragon纹 Black Gold Cauldron, nor did he recall the Undying Scepter. He only sent the six Supreme Elders into the Dragon纹 Black Gold Cauldron, letting them seal off the small world. Then, he had the Purple Dragon enter the ancestral land in the mortal realm to cleanse the remnants. He himself stood empty-handed above the high heavens.

"What's wrong, are you trying to run away?"

Luo Mo spoke, his sound waves spreading out.

"Hmph!"

A cold snort mixed with powerful divine will attacked, striking the Dao Venerate Dharma Image, stirring up a burst of brilliance. Some of the acupoints within the Dao Venerate Dharma Image extinguished again, and the immortal light Dharma Image in the acupoint small worlds was submerged by the external force.

That withered figure reappeared. The Killing Saint of the mortal realm stared at Luo Mo like a poisonous snake, slowly opening his mouth, "What do you want to do?"

"Kill you."

"With you?"

Boom!

The Heaven and Earth Dharma Image shook, and the acupoints recovered their brightness one by one. The killing intent divine power within them was gradually refined, turning into Yuan Qi.

"Undying body… quite a suitable whetstone."

Luo Mo discovered that the strength of this Killing Saint, according to the Eternal Life method's evaluation standard, was probably at the threshold level of the second level of the Eternal Life Secret Realm, the Undying Body. However, there were great differences between Undying Bodies.

The Extreme Dao power from before had awakened him from his slumber within the source. His divine will probed out and saw what was happening outside.

How could these disciples and grandchildren be found by someone wielding an Imperial Weapon?

Truly useless!

However, this mere lackey who had just entered the Sendai stage, who even discarded the Imperial Weapon, dared to presumptuously claim he could kill a Saint? Simply courting death!

There was killing intent and greed in the assassin's eyes.

Arrogant as he may be, he had to admit that this Shaking Light kid's secret technique was truly astonishing. It could actually block a Saint's attack. Someone at the first level of Sendai could block a Saint's attack. What would happen if a Saint cultivated it?

It was fortunate that he hadn't been able to kill him before.

Absolutely, absolutely, he had to extract his soul and obtain this world-shocking secret technique!

As a Killing Saint, he quickly calmed down after determining his goal.

His appearance wasn't provoked by Luo Mo's words earlier. Instead, he realized the value of this secret technique. Plus, Luo Mo wasn't relying on the Imperial Weapon, so he dared to come back and try.

He was very calm. If Luo Mo made any unusual movements, such as summoning the Imperial Weapon, he would definitely run away immediately.

But if Luo Mo insisted on being stubborn, then he would immediately capture him and interrogate him about the secret technique in a safe place.

Neither of them moved. The Killing Saint even allowed Luo Mo to refine all the attacks absorbed into his acupoints, until he caught a glimpse of the six Supreme Elders of Shaking Light activating the Dragon纹 Black Gold Cauldron to seal off the small world, wanting to wipe out all the assassins within the ancestral land of the mortal realm—

He moved!

The assassination technique was fast to the extreme. There were no flashy or gaudy phenomena, only a Killing Saint's sword attacking.

At this moment, golden light appeared on Luo Mo's fist, and a powerful aura erupted. The Killing Saint immediately遁百里, avoiding it from afar.

The Extreme Dao power was not something he dared to clash with head-on.

But when he took a closer look, he discovered that Luo Mo had only taken out a pair of Saint Weapon-level dragon-shaped gauntlets and put them on his hands.

He was immediately somewhat ashamed and annoyed. He had actually been scared off by a Saint Weapon?

Luo Mo didn't say anything.

The True Spirit Seal had already scanned the opponent's information, rapidly analyzing the opponent's various scriptures and secret techniques, knowing his trump cards, and then calculating the strength of both sides.

Nine Heavens and Ten Earths, the Sun and Moon Illuminate!

The Heaven and Earth essence Qi rioted, blessing Luo Mo's body. This phenomenon also drew praise from the Killing Saint: "Not bad, this is the most powerful phenomenon I've ever seen."

"Is that so?"

"I've killed many geniuses, but none are as good as you." The Killing Saint sincerely praised, because the Shaking Light disciple in front of him was truly extraordinarily talented, unprecedented throughout history.

"Your strength is very strong. You are a remarkable genius, but so what? You were born five hundred years too late." The Killing Saint sneered, "Today, I will carry out an act of extermination, nipping a genius in the bud, letting you die in the cradle."

"You can't do it." Luo Mo remained calm, flying towards him.

The Killing Saint looked remotely at the Dragon纹 Black Gold Cauldron. His body didn't move, but he was rapidly retreating, moving away from the Imperial Weapon.

Luo Mo wasn't afraid at all—after all, he had another Imperial Weapon—stepping on the 'Line' character secret, he followed. The two transformed into streaks of light, as if one was fleeing and the other was chasing.

Luo Mo also dragged out time, seizing the time to analyze the information he had just obtained, planning for this battle.

Was there a better whetstone than a Killing Saint?

Even Maoming whetstones weren't as good as this one!

The Killing Saint naturally also wanted to lure Luo Mo to a place far away from the Imperial Weapon, because that would be safer.

The two had the same idea, so they遁 to the distance at extremely fast speeds.

The God-Devouring Insect Gauntlets were put on, the phenomenon, divine form, and five great secret realms were closely combined. During the flight, Luo Mo's five great secret realms shook, and the Dao rhythm of his whole body spread out, stepping into the Divine Forbidden Zone again.

"You!"

This peculiar aura shocked the Killing Saint. He was a Saint after all, so he naturally understood what this state represented.

"To be able to step into the Divine Forbidden Zone upon entering the Sendai stage, even the ancient Imperial Emperors couldn't do it at your stage. You're simply a genius! A genius among geniuses. If you don't die young, you will definitely become an Emperor in the future!"

But as he spoke, he suddenly became excited, appearing deranged, "Hehe… Haha… A Great Emperor who hasn't grown up yet is about to die at my hands. I'm really… really…"

Too excited, he couldn't find the words for a moment.

"Going to be unbearably high?" Luo Mo said the words he couldn't think of for him.

The Killing Saint suddenly turned cold and stern from his madness, stopping. The killing intent of his whole body condensed into a dim and dull killing sword. His entire aura was faint and elusive, with only a pair of eyes still retaining the light of excitement and cruelty.

"I will use your head as a wine vessel, use your skin as a carpet, and use your bones to build a throne!"

Personally obliterating a future Human Emperor with the potential to prove the Dao was the greatest praise for an assassin, even more fulfilling than assassinating other Saints.

The Heaven and Earth Dharma Image also integrated into Luo Mo's body. The stars and acupoints in the Dharma Image corresponded one by one, and the Arctic Immortal Light in the acupoints merged with the Yuan Qi in the Dharma Image.

The God-Devouring Insect Gauntlets trembled, and the Great King Overlord Technique engraved on them had already adjusted all his divine powers, great Daos, and all his Yuan Qi to the best state.

The acupoints glowed, and the Great Acupoint Technique was reflecting the heavens and earth at all times. The mysteries of the Great Eight Trigrams Technique and the Great Dragon Elephant Technique were also operating. At Luo Mo's current realm, it was no longer simply accumulating Yuan Qi and cultivating divine powers, but instead, he began to frequently connect the various three thousand great Daos, operating them together, resonating and complementing each other, and increasing their power.

Facing the Killing Saint's killing sword, Luo Mo also quietly had an extra long sword in his hand. The sword body was mixed and flowing with purple intent, which was very extraordinary.

"Divine Scar Purple Gold? Not right."

The Killing Saint saw that the material used to forge the sword was very unusual. It looked like immortal gold, but the purple one among the immortal golds should be Divine Scar Purple Gold. This sword didn't have the characteristics of Divine Scar Purple Gold.

Very strange.

But he didn't think too much about it.

"After I kill you, all of this will be mine."

Before the Killing Saint's voice could fade, he stabbed towards the back of Luo Mo's head with his sword. There was actually another him in the original place. For a moment, two people were separated, and their auras were indistinguishable!

This was a method of transformation and deception. Although he was a Saint, he was still so careful, deeply understanding the principle that a lion uses its full strength even when hunting a rabbit. Especially since this young man from the Shaking Light Holy Land could control the Imperial Weapon, his status in the sect must not be low. Therefore, he directly used a sure-kill method, not wanting to have any complications.

The pitch-black killing sword pierced the back of Luo Mo's head. Both its speed and technique were impeccable, a secret art of assassins honed through countless trials.

But, he still encountered the same problem as before.

No matter how powerful the force, it couldn't break through Luo Mo's defense, and could only flood his acupoints like a vast torrent. The powerful rules and Dao power of the Great Acupoint Art divided the Killing Saint's terrifying power, then channeled it into each acupoint.

The resources Luo Mo used to cultivate the Great Acupoint Art were 129,600 strands of Northern Lights, treasures coveted even by Great Saints. Moreover, they were refined by the Three Thousand Great Daos, forming a great array, and further strengthened by other Three Thousand Great Daos such as the Great World Art and the Great Star Art.

The black sword energy surged into tens of thousands of acupoints, but the acupoints and meridians were very strong. The 129,600 acupoints were connected as one, sharing the impact, dividing it, and incorporating it into each acupoint. The small world of acupoints constructed by the Great World Art was also very stable, without collapsing.

However, seventy percent of the acupoints in the human body's universe were extinguished as a result.

The Killing Saint's attacks were indeed terrifying. Just two strikes could exceed the limit of the Great Acupoint Art, paralyzing this powerful defense network, but Luo Mo didn't intend to give him that chance.

The purple Dao sword waved, scattering a large expanse of divine light and killing intent. Luo Mo's Great Acupoint Art defense network directly lit up a section, releasing the power stored within.

Using his own methods against him.

The Killing Saint rapidly dodged, but was still grazed by his own power, tearing his Daoist robe on his left arm and revealing a wound.

"Hmph hmph… haha… I really like this secret art of yours!"

He had calculated the power well. Based on the fact that Luo Mo had absorbed one-third of his previous strike, this sword was enough to break through Luo Mo's defense.

However, Luo Mo also used the Great King Overlord Art on the God-Eating Insect Gauntlets to regulate his vital energy, coordinating with many Three Thousand Great Daos, responding to the heavens and earth externally, and harmonizing with himself internally, strengthening the Great Acupoint Art, allowing the acupoints to store more vital energy.

This was not only a contest of strength, but also a contest of wisdom and tactics. Both sides were holding onto their cards, thinking about when to play them.

And now, it was clear that Luo Mo had lost two cards first, losing a disguise, and revealing his true limit of endurance, as well as exposing his ability to return attacks.

Even if the other party had a clear hand because of the True Spirit Seal, it wouldn't be easy for Luo Mo to win this game.

The foundation of a Saint was not to be underestimated. To kill a Saint, it was necessary to weave a net of fate, allowing him to sink deeper and deeper into it, until he was finally powerless to turn the tide, and could only await his execution.

Luo Mo suddenly moved, his body merging with the Dao sword, the white Geng metal light blooming, seemingly half a point faster than the Killing Saint's sword, and even space divine thunder surged, cutting through space to strike.

Very sudden, and very powerful.

White Emperor Golden Emperor Slash!

Great Severing Art!

Using the fusion of two Three Thousand Great Daos as the main force, thirty-three strands of immortal light condensed on the Purple-Gold Dao Sword, all the vital energy poured in, delivering a strike, the speed so fast that it cut through space directly to strike.

The killing sword collided with the Dao sword. All the power in Luo Mo's body was integrated into this sword, all the divine light of his body faded away, as if ascending to immortality, all his essence, energy, and spirit merged into this sword, erupting with a dazzling light, making the Killing Saint change color.

Boom!

In the distance, sword energy swept past, leveling thousands of mountains.

A great void fissure spread out, destroying the mountain peaks, and a strange power remained, preventing the void from healing for a long time.

The Killing Saint looked at the half of the killing sword in his hand, then looked at the bloodline on his chest, spitting out a mouthful of black blood.

The black blood collapsed the mountains, corroding through the earth.

"Ah!"

He shouted, burning his blood energy, forcing a strand of purple-black void power out of the wound that had horizontally cut open his chest.

"What a terrifying attack."

He said, smiling as he looked at Luo Mo, whose aura had plummeted.

Just now, Luo Mo had mobilized all the vital energy in his body to deliver a stunning strike, a sword that even cut off the other party's killing sword and cut open his chest.

But he had also exhausted his vital energy.

Whether it was his Golden Core or his Heaven and Earth Dharma Image, although strong, and capable of fighting beyond his level, there was always one drawback: huge consumption.

When he surged up, he could beat the Killing Saint, who was equivalent to an immortal body, but he could only hit once.

After one strike, his vital energy was exhausted.

He was not Fang Han, and didn't have the World Tree to replenish immortal energy of the immortal world for him at all times. At this moment, the simplest way to quickly replenish vital energy was to refine Northern Lights.

Well, it sounded like a huge waste of resources. Although he had a lot of Northern Lights, he still couldn't bring himself to use Northern Lights as consumables for combat recovery, after all, it wasn't a matter of life and death.

"Almost! I was almost killed!" The Killing Saint was extremely excited, and screamed: "You should have killed my primordial spirit!"

"Is that so? Then I'll kill your primordial spirit and send you on your way later."

"Roar roar, do you still have the power to summon the Emperor Weapon now?"

The Killing Saint's courage suddenly grew.

This kind of desperate strike was indeed powerful to the extreme. He had lived for thousands of years and had never seen such a terrifying attack. It almost killed him. If it had hit his primordial spirit, he would have been seriously injured even if he didn't die.

"Why would I need an Emperor Weapon to kill you."

Behind Luo Mo's head, a round of purple sun slowly rose, permeating the aura of the world before its creation, and the essence of all directions gathered towards him like a mountain collapsing and a sea overturning, and was dyed with a layer of purple.

"Body merges with the Primordial Seed, purple energy fills the universe."

Luo Mo softly recited, and for a time, the laws of the Great Dao of the entire world boiled, incomparably close to Luo Mo, and at the same time incomparably repulsive to the Killing Saint, as if throwing him into the Age of Dharma Decline.

Facing a Saint, it was indeed difficult to defeat him. His strongest strike was just an ordinary skill of the other party.

Under this circumstance, he could only rely on the power of the Primordial Purple Qi Seed to try to even out the gap.

The Purple-Gold Dao Sword lightly hummed, and Luo Mo casually slashed with his sword. Immediately, the world roared like a tsunami, as if embracing an emperor, the Dao principles condensed into a sword body, and the vital energy turned into a sharp edge.

An immeasurably vast sword of heaven and earth instantly condensed, slashing down.

Killing Saint: …

He was dumbfounded.

You can still mobilize such a terrifying attack without vital energy, are you the Great Dao's favorite son or biological father?

At this moment, Luo Mo was like an enhanced version of the Innate Dao Embryo, merging with the Dao, wielding the power of heaven and earth, one sword after another. After the brilliant sword light was unleashed, it would naturally be blessed by the power of heaven and earth, transforming into a shocking sword of heaven and earth to slash out.

The Killing Saint was shocked in his heart, but he didn't fall behind at all, holding another complete Saint Weapon and clashing with Luo Mo, colliding with divine principles, bombarding the sword of heaven and earth, and crushing it. The sword energy was scattered one after another, and the ravines that fell on the ground were tens or hundreds of miles long. The withered Killing Saint seemed disdainful of concealing himself in front of a junior, giving up the conventional tactics of an assassin.

But how could such a creature as an assassin have such a mentality?

It was just a wolf pretending to be asleep.