Chapter 667 - 652: The Prowess of the Demon Race Youth

To recap, Luo Yan had bluffed, deliberately revealing an opening to bait Mo Ge into attacking.

Mo Ge fell for it, ensnared by the bamboo that shot out like tentacles and wrapped around him!

It was at this moment that Luo Yan unleashed his prepared ultimate move: Star Burst!

The giant Mountain-Pushing Beast phantom behind Luo Yan let out a fierce roar, pounced forward, and suddenly merged into the Profound Iron Stick.

A ferocious aura instantly erupted from the long stick. Its Powerful Qi billowed, doubling in strength. Accompanied by the sound of wind and thunder, it smashed down toward Mo Ge, who was wrapped in a ball of bamboo.

If this strike landed, Mo Ge would be dead or maimed!

At that moment, the stands erupted with the screams of countless women.

Su Rong watched, her face drained of color, completely stupefied.

Only Shen Lang watched the events on the stage dispassionately, his expression unchanged.

Suddenly, just as the Profound Iron Stick was about to land... SHIING! SHIING! SHIING!

Several streams of Sword Qi sliced out from within, and the green bamboo that had tightly enveloped Mo Ge snapped and broke apart!

It was like a giant watermelon sliced diagonally across its upper half, the top section tilting and sliding away.

Mo Ge, clad in white, reappeared before everyone’s eyes!

By then, Luo Yan’s Profound Iron Stick was less than a foot from Mo Ge’s head!

The gale-force winds whipped his long hair about. An overwhelming pressure enveloped and suppressed Mo Ge, leaving him no room to dodge!

Mo Ge watched the descending Profound Iron Stick with a cold gaze. In a flash, he forcibly shifted his body a foot to the right, gripped his saber hilt with both hands for the first time, and slashed diagonally at the stick!

KRRRRRR!

The rusty short saber scraped against the Profound Iron Stick, letting out a piercing sound and throwing off a circle of sparks!

The stick’s astonishingly powerful strike was stopped in its tracks!

Its unparalleled power vanished without a trace.

Before Luo Yan could react, Mo Ge’s hands accelerated into a blur, his short saber gliding maniacally along the Profound Iron Stick!

’Not good, he absorbed the power of my attack! How can such a bizarre Sword Skill exist?’

Luo Yan was stunned, feeling the power drain from his Profound Iron Stick as he watched a Spirit Light flare up from Mo Ge’s short saber!

He never could have imagined that Mo Ge possessed such a strange Cultivation Technique, one that could absorb the force of his all-out attack and turn it back on him!

The power of his own strike combined with Mo Ge’s strength—Luo Yan knew he could never withstand the two forces merged as one!

Luo Yan channeled Spiritual Power into his long stick, trying to shake the short saber free and retreat...

However, Mo Ge had committed to a risky maneuver. He would never give Luo Yan that chance.

The short saber seemed to have a powerful suction force, clinging tightly to the Profound Iron Stick. Luo Yan struggled twice but couldn’t wrench it free!

CLANG!

A loud clang echoed from the Profound Iron Stick, and an immense force traveled up the shaft into Luo Yan’s arms!

Luo Yan grunted as a sharp pain shot through the webbing of his thumbs, and he subconsciously released his grip!

Not only had his meticulously planned ultimate attack failed to have the slightest effect, but in just a few moves, he had even lost control of his Profound Iron Stick!

Luo Yan was terrified. He knew the situation was lost. He stomped his right foot, intending to leap off the stage and surrender immediately!

At that exact moment, the Profound Iron Stick, still attached to Mo Ge’s saber, WHIZZED through the air. With a sharp sound of tearing wind, it swept horizontally toward Luo Yan’s chest!

The Profound Iron Stick, which should have been depleted of its power, once again erupted with incredible might!

"Damn it!"

Luo Yan crossed his arms in front of him, raising a defensive barrier!

BAM!

The Profound Iron Stick, carrying immense force, shattered the Spiritual Power barrier and slammed viciously onto Luo Yan’s crossed arms.

The tall and sturdy Luo Yan cried out in pain as his body was sent flying backward!

A deep trench was plowed into the ground!

"Mo Ge absorbed Luo Yan’s power, infused it back into the Profound Iron Stick, and then used that power to knock Luo Yan back!"

Someone stood up and exclaimed in shock.

"What a bizarre Cultivation Technique!"

Those in the crowd who hadn’t understood what happened were suddenly enlightened, their faces filled with shock!

Before the crowd could react, Mo Ge’s uncanny speed reached its Peak!

Leaving several afterimages in his wake, Mo Ge burst forward, closing the distance in an instant to appear at Luo Yan’s right side!

The blade of the unremarkable short saber flared, unleashing an unparalleled Sword Intent. It whipped up fierce gusts of Powerful Qi as it slashed down toward the dumbfounded Luo Yan!

In a panic, Luo Yan focused all his strength and thrust his hands upward, catching Mo Ge’s wrist at the last possible second!

Though he caught Mo Ge’s wrist, the Sword Qi still slammed directly into Luo Yan’s chest!

CRACK!

Luo Yan’s Spiritual Power Gauze Clothing shattered like glass, breaking into countless fragments that dissipated into the air!

Seeing the Killing Intent in Mo Ge’s eyes, Luo Yan resolved to grip his wrist with all his might, refusing to let go!

’Otherwise, I might be dead before the referee can even intervene!’

However, Luo Yan had still underestimated Mo Ge’s Attack Power.

Sometimes, it’s not the weapon in your hand that does the killing.

It was just as Shen Lang had said before: sabers, spears, swords, and halberds are merely extensions of one’s limbs.

The instant his wrist was caught, Mo Ge didn’t try to pull back his arm. A dragon’s roar echoed from his chest as his elbow, wreathed in lightning, slammed down with the momentum!

The blow let out a piercing shriek as it tore through the air, slamming viciously into Luo Yan’s chest!

CRUNCH...

The horrifying sound of bones snapping echoed from within Luo Yan’s body, and he violently spat out a mouthful of blood!

In such a situation, someone like Chu Qingcheng would have surely frowned and dodged.

Mo Ge, however, was completely unfazed. He let the blood spray onto his snow-white robes, and with a surge of strength in his right arm, he slammed Luo Yan down onto the ground!

The impact sent stone fragments flying!

Amidst the crowd’s gasps, Mo Ge flicked his right wrist. The short saber flew out, spinning, and landed perfectly in his left hand.

The next moment, the blade in Mo Ge’s left hand flashed as he slashed toward Luo Yan’s neck!

"Stay your blade! The match is over!"

A sharp cry came from offstage. The referee, who was standing atop a pillar, finally made his move.

A stream of Finger Wind shot out with a ZING, striking the flat of Mo Ge’s short saber!

CLANG!

With the sound of ringing metal, the short saber was knocked from Mo Ge’s grasp, clattering to the ground outside the stage.

Luo Yan, having narrowly escaped with his life, gasped for breath and finally released Mo Ge’s wrist...

Mo Ge raised his head and stared coldly at the referee atop the pillar, his Killing Intent chillingly palpable.

His snow-white robes were now spattered with Luo Yan’s blood, a shocking sight.

Combined with his gaze, which was overflowing with Killing Intent, even the King Martial Realm expert who had knocked the saber from his hand was startled. ’This boy’s Killing Intent is so heavy! He only has the Cultivation of the Spirit Martial Realm Sixth Heaven, yet he makes me feel as if an Ancient Fierce Beast has its eyes on me!’

"The fight’s over. Come on down," Shen Lang called out from below.

Without a word, Mo Ge turned and slowly walked off the battle stage.

"AHH!"

"Mo Ge!"

"Mo Ge!"

The entire venue erupted, and the screams of countless women filled the summit of Cangxia Mountain.

"The Profound Dao Sect really came prepared. Besides Shen Lang, they have another peerless genius!"

"It’s really strange. I’ve seen this Mo Ge before. While he was strong, he was nowhere near this level... I can’t believe he crushed and severely wounded Luo Yan with just a Spirit Martial Realm Sixth Heaven Cultivation!"

"That guy is terrifying. He stood completely unshaken under Luo Yan’s Momentum... His mental fortitude is just unimaginable!"

"His movements and fighting style are very similar to Shen Lang’s. Shen Lang must have coached him... If that’s the case, then it all makes sense."

Shen Lang crossed his arms, looking at Mo Ge walking off the stage, lost in thought.

’According to this kid’s memories, he was born with an unimaginable power inside him. He was treated like a monster and ostracized by the Demon Royal Family. Growing up, he learned by secretly watching others practice Cultivation, received some instruction from a maidservant, and finally improved by slaying demonic beasts himself.’

’He walked the line between life and death, grew up in an environment of ice and fire, and traded his life for every single move... It’s remarkably similar to my own time in Celestial Phoenix City.’

’But it was all too chaotic, lacking a system. His control over his power was also incredibly crude. So, while I was teaching the others how to control their power, I also gave him some private instruction... It’s astonishing that his control has become so precise and advanced in such a short time!’

’And he’s already comprehended Sword Intent...’

’Among the Five Sects, including the Profound Dao Sect, it’s likely that no one below the Xuanwu Realm is his opponent anymore.’

’Is it right or wrong to teach a boy from the Demon Realm, one with countless ties to the Demon Ancestor?’

’Even if the Supreme Yin Qi emerges and the Blood Ancestor appears, the Seal on the Demon Realm can’t be broken. What exactly is the Demon Ancestor trying to do by sending Mo Ge to the Human Realm?’

’In these turbulent times... I, the apple that jumped onto the chessboard, will have to put in some serious effort to overturn the game these old monsters are playing...’

Shen Lang took out a few items and gave them to Lin Feng, Su Hen, and the others. He told them to find him at the Profound Dao Sect’s designated area later, then turned and headed in that direction.

Just then, a young girl with a pretty face contorted in anger suddenly appeared, blocking Shen Lang’s path.

"You’re Shen Lang?" the girl asked, her face filled with disgust.

Shen Lang was taken aback. ’Where did this little brat come from?’

"No, my name is Chen Tianci," Shen Lang said bluntly. His words nearly made the actual Chen Tianci, who was in the Profound Dao Sect’s area, keel over.

The group from the Profound Dao Sect covered their mouths to stifle their laughter.

Just then, Shui Qingwu descended gracefully from the air and grabbed the girl’s arm. "Ning Xin, go back now! Stop causing trouble!"

Shui Ningxin sneered. "So this is the so-called unparalleled genius? Nothing special, is he? A coward who won’t even admit his own name, yet he bullies my brother, the Third Prince, by hiding behind a few King Martial Realm experts. What a scumbag!"

"If you’re so great, why didn’t you fight my brother, the Third Prince, yourself? You let a group of King Martial Realm experts attack him. Ganging up on him, the strong bullying the weak—aren’t you ashamed?"

"Shui Ningxin! That’s enough!" Shui Qingwu snapped, her face flushing with anger.

"I’m not doing anything, big sister! Are you saying I can’t even talk now?" Shui Ningxin retorted, raising her voice.

Before Shui Qingwu could respond, Shui Ningxin snorted coldly at the spoilsport and continued, "This is the selection tournament for the Yumu Cave Blessed Land trials. It’s a proving ground for Spirit Martial Realm Martial Artists, not a stage for a King Martial Realm expert like you to flex your power. So please, *Master* Shen, do us all a favor and stay far away. Stop making a fool of yourself here, alright?"

"Oh, so impressive... A mighty King Martial Realm expert, openly cheating in front of all these people! How shameless. Does your mother know you act like this?"

"Why didn’t you just get on stage and knock Xiao Hongyue down yourself? I hear you’re so bold and reckless. Why just posture from the sidelines? You’ve got powerful backers, right? Even if you did knock her down, no one could do a thing to you!"

Shui Ningxin’s words tumbled out in a rapid-fire burst, like a machine gun, with barely a pause for breath.