Chapter 258: A Battle Between Two Spirit-grade Techniques

In terms of raw combat power, Yuan Cang had rivaled most individuals on the list.

Most importantly, however, was that Yuan Cang had obtained plenty of resources while he was in the ancient ruins, and he even had the backing of a Holy Land. As a result of both factors, his growth had progressed exponentially.

In spite of this, after a long period of inactivity, Lin Mo had appeared seemingly out of nowhere and had taken Yuan Cang head-on. Even though his cultivation was lagging behind, the fact that Lin Mo had taken the upper hand was simply astonishing. Had Lin Mo’s cultivation realm been on par with Yuan Cang’s, the onlookers shuddered to think just how much of a landslide victory the battle would have been.

The battle between the two continued. After a series of clashes, Yuan Cang was sent flying back by Lin Mo’s sword.

A intense Sword Qi surged and left a shallow incision on Yuan Cang’s spear.

It was at this moment that Yuan Cang tasted the disadvantage that came with having an inferior weapon. He now understood what Lin Mo’s experience back then had felt like.

Nevertheless, he was not put off by the disadvantage. While keeping an eye on Lin Mo, he formed a seal with one hand.

He had kept a trump card up his sleeves. After all, he did not want to use his spirit-grade technique for any common rabble, unless the situation necessitated it.

Although Lin Mo was backed by the eighth prince, it was common knowledge that the eighth prince ranked the lowest among all princes.

Yuan Cang strongly doubted that the eighth prince would provide a rogue cultivator a spirit-grade technique just because he had devoted himself to her.

Yuan Cang leaped into the air. His long spear weaved like a dragon as flames filled the sky.

After exchanging blows with Lin Mo, Yuan Cang intuitively understood that unless he pulled off drastic measures, he would likely stand no chance against Lin Mo. Not only was Lin Mo’s combat prowess out of his league, his foundation was also solid.

If he did not use his trump card, he might very well lose this battle.

It was due to this that he unleashed his spirit-grade martial arts.

His long spear transformed, turning into a blazing dragon that descended from the sky and suppressed all manner of living beings.

In just an instant, fire runes blossomed and attached themselves to the fire dragon, heading towards Lin Mo to suppress him.

Lin Mo’s eyes swirled, giving off a deep sense of profoundness.

The firepower behind this move had been amplified. Back in their previous battle, it was this very same move that had destroyed his favorite weapon, Plain White Snow.

Despite this, Lin Mo showed no fear against the attack. Rather, his eyes were set ablaze with fighting intent.

“Golden Scale Sword Technique!”

A low roar came from Lin Mo’s throat. The flames that cloaked him receded slightly, and a faint golden light began to circulate within the palm of his hand.

Absolute Snow Sword flashed with a golden light. In just three seconds, its radiance had become blindingly intense.

The golden light behind Lin Mo’s back flickered, and the black hole within his dantian spread out, voraciously swallowing the surrounding spiritual energy.

The golden light shot into the sky and slashed downwards.

At first glance, the slow speed of the attack had given many the wrong impression that it was but an ordinary attack. However, the massive golden dragon that appeared just a moment later had turned the notion on its head.

The huge dragon circled around Lin Mo, and the intensity of the golden light reached an unprecedented peak.

This was no ordinary sword technique. It was Lin Mo’s strongest attack that was unleashed with the Four Seasons Sword Technique and the Soul Devouring Art as its core.

This was the strongest attack that Lin Mo was currently able to unleash.

The resulting explosion of energy from the collision of both techniques swept through the area.

Had the powerhouses from the onlookers not intervened, most onlookers would have perished after being caught by the explosion.

Even so, while their lives were retained, most had still be injured by the eruption of energy. The shockwaves that rippled out had sent many of the weaker individuals hurtling over a thousand meters.

“Huh?”

Yuan Cang was shocked. The last time he used this move, Lin Mo was in a sorry state. Even his weapon had been destroyed.

Furthermore, Yuan Cang’s technique was a tier 1 spirit-grade technique. It was a grade of technique that was impossible for a rogue cultivator such as Lin Mo to obtain, especially in a place such as the Yanhuang Divine Empire.

“Did he obtain it from the ruins, or did he obtain it from an auction…” Yuan Cang was at a loss for words. He recalled the auction that Lin Mo had held a while ago.

He reasoned that Lin Mo had hosted it for the sake of obtaining a new and better longsword.

However, Yuan Cang knew not of just how many treasures Lin Mo had acquired from said auction.

Furthermore, everyone had benefited from that auction, even though they knew that Lin Mo was the one who had initiated it and had obtained the most.

Nevertheless, since the event had the tacit approval of Elder Mo, no one could voice any objections to it.

While Yuan Cang was still in a daze, a gentle breeze blew past him, and Lin Mo’s figure appeared behind him like a ghost.

A pair of flaming wings grew out from Lin Mo’s back, and there were flaming runes curled around him. After casting Traceless wind, Lin Mo’s speed increased even more.

Yuan Cang had just used a spirit rank martial art, and the spiritual energy in his body had been greatly depleted. This was a moment of weakness for him.

Lin Mo seized the opportunity the moment he saw it. With his God Devouring Body, Lin Mo did not share the same concerns as Yuan Cang did regarding a lack of spiritual energy.

Flames curled around his right leg and instantly erupted as it swept towards Yuan Cang’s face.

“How can this be?” Yuan Cang was shocked. It was the same question as before, but this time, his surprise had stemmed from Lin Mo’s seemingly limitless spiritual energy.

“Boom!”

Helpless, he had no choice but to raise his hand to block the attack.

The aftermath from the clash of their spirit-grade techniques were extensive, and it had disabled the use of both their spirit-grade weapons.

However, after going through recultivation, Lin Mo’s physical body had been enhanced to his very limits.

His right leg was suffused with flames. At this moment, it was comparable to a divine weapon as it ruthlessly slammed into Yuan Cang’s arm.

“Bang!”

The power contained within this kick was extremely tremendous. Yuan Cang felt his arm go numb. Even though he managed to block the attack, he was still sent flying.

“Go to Hell!”

Yuan Cang’s killing intent erupted as he recalled his long spear. It was still covered in raging flames as he furiously charged at Lin Mo.

He firmly believed that since his cultivation level was higher than Lin Mo’s, he would definitely be able to suppress him. He was certain that he had the upper hand in this battle.

Although Lin Mo’s spiritual energy was like a bottomless pit, as long as he did not fight a drawn-out battle, he would be able to win.

“Boom!”

At the same time, the elders of the Primordial Sun Holy Land made their move. A tier 27 Dragon Transformation Realm powerhouse lunged forward,attacking Lin Mo.

Not only that, the yellow-robed elder who had previously targeted Lin Mo also made his move at the same time, launching a sneak attack at him.

The battlefield suddenly changed from a one-on-one fight to a one-versus-many battle, and many of Lin Mo’s new enemies were ambushers.

“Hmph.”

Lin Mo snorted coldly and summoned the Origin Spirit Puppet. The puppet wielded several weapons in its hands, and among them were longbows and sharp blades.

One of them was even a spirit grade weapon.

Lin Mo did not hesitate and used his spiritual energy to activate those weapons. He activated the symbols within them and in the next moment, a brilliant light erupted.

The Origin Spirit Puppet stopped Yuan Cang who was trying to escape. Lin Mo immediately followed-up by activating his Traceless Wind and fleeing back.

“Kaboom!”

In the next moment, the weapons exploded, and the energy within them were unleashed into the area.

Moreover, the Origin Spirit Puppet did not retreat at all, and it had left Yuan Cang at the epicenter of the explosion.

“AHHHH!!”

He immediately cried out in pain as he was heavily injured by the explosion of the weapons.

Being at the 25th tier of the Dragon Transformation Realm, the yellow-robed old man assumed that he was powerful enough to withstand any attack Lin Mo could throw at him.

He attacked Lin Mo with the intent of restraining him.

However, he did not expect Lin Mo to pull off such a move. The self-destruction of the weapons generated a powerful explosion that injured even him!

Lin Mo then rushed towards him and cut him down, making sure to grab his spatial bag before he did so.

“Now!”

Lin Mo shouted. Bai Luo, who was watching from behind received his signal and attacked Yuan Cang together with Lin Mo.

Compared to Lin Mo, Bai Luo’s current combat strength was much stronger. After all, her cultivation realm was much higher than his.

Bai Luo immediately displayed her martial arts which were of spirit-grade.

A projection of a human figure appeared behind Bai Luo. In the next moment, a spear lunged out of the projection’s hands, piercing into the air.

The elder from the Primordial Sun Holy Land had just pulled the heavily-wounded Yuan Cang aside when the spear suddenly hurtled towards him.

“Spurt!”

The spear pierced through his heart, leaving a bloody hole in his chest…