The Battle Through Heaven
Dangerous Ways
In the quiet hall, everyone stared blankly at Mo Cheng whose neck was easily gripped by the black-robed person. Everyone involuntarily swallowed their saliva at that moment. Ten minutes ago, the latter was planning an outline of a grand plan to dominate the northeastern region of the Jia Ma Empire. However, ten minutes later, even his life was easily squeezed in the palms of others. The way things had changed so quickly caused everyone in the hall to be extremely distrustful at the turn of events.
However, regardless of how unrealistic that feeling was, the truth that appeared in their eyes told everyone in a fairly brutal manner that this First Elder of the Mo clan, Executor Mo, was, the one with quite a strong reputation in the northeastern region, was a toy.in the hands of others this time.
Hearing the thick cold words emitted from under the black robe, everyone in the hall suddenly felt an inexplicable joy in their hearts. Regardless of what happened, if the Mo clan really lost Mo Cheng, this central pillar, was, then this small-scale force would be able to take the opportunity to break away from the control of the Mo clan in the future. Although the Mo clan had quite a number of allies in the hall, but there was still not a single person who came out to provide assistance.
"Sir, please forgive me!" As the black-robed man prepared to knead Mo Cheng in his hand to death with his palm, a shout suddenly sounded in the hall.
Hearing this cry, everyone in the hall followed the voice and turned their eyes, finally stopping at Ge Ye who had stood up. Immediately, their expressions began to change irregularly.
Being the focus of everyone's attention, a bitter smile appeared on Ge Ye's old face. To be honest, after witnessing Mo Cheng's completely helpless fate, he naturally did not want to stick his head out. However, regardless of how one put it, the Misty Cloud Sect was the support of the Mo clan. This is something that everyone knows. If this mysterious black-robed person with an unknown background only wanted to teach Mo Cheng a lesson, Ge Ye would not be out to stop him. However, looking at the situation right now, the black-robed person clearly intended to kill. Up to this point, Ge Ye could no longer just sit down. After all, if he were to let Mo Cheng be killed in front of him, he couldn't possibly escape the rebuke when he returned to the Misty Cloud Sect in the future.
Ge Ye's shout did indeed cause the black-robed man's actions to come to a halt. The black-robed person turned his head and looked indifferently at Ge Ye who was sitting on the high platform. A thick pale white flame repeatedly jumped on his left hand.
After staring at Ge Ye for a long time, the black-robed person turned his head again. Under the black robe a pair of cold thick eyes was fixed on Mo Cheng's pale face as he said coldly, "Give Qing Lin!"
"S Master, I really don't know what you're saying." Mo Cheng's lips twitched as he said. His face was a little sore from being pierced by the icy-cold look of his eyes.
Under the black robe, the human figure clearly sighed and shook his head. His hand suddenly lifted vertically with a white flame enveloping it. After which, he suddenly slashed and passed through the base of Mo Cheng's right arm.
After the palm passed through it, the severed arm fell down!
The palm of the black-robed man's hand was like a sharp knife. It did not face the slightest resistance as it cut the base of Mo Cheng's arm. Instantly, his arm slipped off and fell off Mo Cheng's shoulder. Finally, it fell onto the bright red carpet in an eye-piercing manner.
No fresh blood flowed from the arm that had been cut off. There are only black charred marks. Clearly, the moment that piece of the black-robed man's palm passed, the high temperature contained within it had already completely burned those veins.
The sudden pain from the missing arm caused Mo Chen's face to suddenly turn in pain, appearing extremely savage and frightening. A sharp shrill that carried a pain that was hard to hide resounded loudly and clearly from his mouth, causing a chill to appear in the hearts of everyone in the hall.
How cruel! Everyone's gazes were shivering as they swept the arms loose on the ground. They gulped their saliva and their expressions were somewhat pale white. In just the blink of an eye, this strong man, Mo Cheng, whose name shook the eastern region of the Jia Ma Empire had actually become a cripple. This type of fall causes people to feel like they are in a dream.
With his palm holding the area where his arm was broken, Mo Cheng's body repeatedly shivered. Madness and evil flashed in his bowed eyes and he softly roared, "People from the Mo clan, kill this bastard!"
Hearing Mo Cheng's soft roar, the surrounding Mo clan members glanced at each other. They might be frightened in their hearts, but under the rest of Mo Cheng's past strength, they could only clench their teeth and attack Xiao Yan with a fierce face and an angry roar.
The black-robed person ignored the pouncing Mo clan members and continued to stare at Mo Cheng indifferently. The Mo Clan members stormed into the five-meter region of that black-robed person. However, when they raised their legs again, a thick white-colored layer of ice strangely spread from the bottom of their feet and wrapped their bodies into ice rods with a pale white light shining through.
In less than a minute, the interior of the hall had ten additions plus a realistic ice sculpture that appeared out of nowhere. Immediately, the atmosphere in the hall once again became much calmer. An ice-cold feeling enveloped the entire hall, causing everyone to be afraid to even exhale.
Observing the ten plus members of the Mo clan being frozen into ice carvings without warning, Nalan Yanran and Ge Ye on the high platform breathed in the cool air. The strange attack methods of the black-robed person and his ruthlessness caused them to feel somewhat shocked.
After the wave of attacks left nearly ten plus ice scuptures, all the members of the Mo clan hurriedly retreated. No matter how Mo Cheng continued to shout, they were so agitated that they did not dare to enter Xiao Yan's attack territory anymore.
"Do you want to give it up? Or didn't?" Ignoring Mo Cheng's crazy cry, the voice of the black-robed person was still young and delicate. That indifferent attitude was as if the previous slaughter had not been carried out by him.
Who are you really? Mo Cheng was panting and rough. He raised his face covered with a sinister look and his gaze stared intently into the black robe while speaking in a raucous voice.
"You're wasting a little patience left!" Mo Cheng's wild character did not cause any admiration from the black-robed person. His low voice emitted impatience and a cold demeanor from someone whose patience was running out.
His palm was raised slowly until vertically forming a hand-shaped blade. It trembled slightly and the thick white flame leaped and surged above it.
"Qing Lin is actually still alive!" Hearing Mo Cheng's cry, the black-robed man heaved a sigh of relief while he muttered softly in his heart.
"Someone from your Mo clan who can speak represents the clan, come out. Give up the little girl you caught. Or, today, I will wash the Mo clan with blood! " The black-robed person turned his head and said gently towards the group of people from the Mo clan.
Although the words of the black-robed person were very calm, the Mo clan members who had witnessed the cruelty of his attacks did not dare to doubt the truth of what he said. Immediately, there was someone who jumped backwards and disappeared from the hall.
"It's useless, no one in this Mo clan would dare to break my orders!" Mo Cheng gasped. He twisted his neck, wanting to break away from the palm gripping his neck tightly. However, his movements did not help in the least.
"Say one more word and I'll burn your tongue." A long hand moved back and forth before Mo Cheng's eyes. The thick white flames covering it caused a cold light to reflect in Mo Cheng's eyes. It resulted in him swallowing the following words that had reached his mouth.
Not long after the members of the Mo clan disappeared, a large group of people with anxious faces stormed the hall. When they saw Mo Cheng's dire state, their expressions became blunt. Who among them could have guessed that the First Elder who usually had the posture of a strong person actually turned into this way.
"This master, I am the Mo clan head, Mo Lan. May I know how the First Elder has offended you? " A middle-aged man wearing fine clothes took two steps forward and said in a deep polite voice.
"In ten minutes, I want to see the little girl named Qing Lin who has been captured by your Mo clan. Otherwise, there would be no need for the Mo clan anymore. " Under the black robe, an ice-cold voice as well as a terrifying strength that suddenly surged caused the faces of everyone in the hall to be filled with horror.
The black-robed man was standing at the same spot. Under the pressure from his majestic strength, countless small crack lines scattered on the ground under his feet while ‘Ka Cha’ sounded.
Dou Huangs! Observing the crack line that had spread, Nalan Yanran and Ge Ye who had experienced strength with such force more than once cried out involuntarily as their expressions rapidly changed.
The voices of the two people were like angry thunder that violently struck the heads of everyone in the room. At this moment, even Mo Cheng's evil face could not help but become dull. He had not expected that this mysterious black-robed person was actually a Dou Huang!
Shivering repeatedly under the terrifying strength with a earth-colored face, the corner of the mouth of the Mo clan head called Mo Lan moved swiftly for several times. "Little girl? Don't tell me it's the one the First Elder brought? Lord. Who exactly was this old man talking about? He actually caused a Dou Huang to come here. "
"Sir, please wait. I'll go and free this guy. " Under the pressure of a Dou Huang, Mo Lin acted straightforwardly. He clearly understood that he and the others did not have the slightest qualification to discuss the conditions. Therefore, he immediately and hurriedly nodded his head.
"Mo Lan, shut up! Who let you let him go? " Mo Cheng suddenly raised his head and angrily cried.
"First elder, why do you want to put our Mo clan in such a dangerous position because of a little girl?" Halted by Mo Cheng, Mo Lan frowned deeply as she said angrily. From his attitude, it seemed that he was unaware of Qing Lin's attitude of having the ‘Murid Snake Flower Three Jade Green’.
"What do you know, that little girl must have been .." Mo Cheng's face looked savage. However, before his shout actually fell, the black-robed person suddenly turned around. A foot that carried a terrifying strength was accompanied by a sharp and exploding sound as Xiao Yan violently kicked Mo Cheng's lower abdomen. Immediately, the words that reached Mo Cheng's mouth were forcefully swallowed. With his left hand holding the lower abdomen, a mouthful of fresh blood spewed out violently. Mo Cheng's feet knelt on the ground and continued to rub against the ground while moving backwards from the momentum until he struck the powerful platform mast. Only then did this terrifying power be overcome.
The black-robed person seemed to have reached the limit of his patience towards this Mo Cheng who was noisy like a fly. After kicking hard, the tip of the black-robed person's foot gently pressed against the ground. His figure was once again like a ghost as it shot towards the pale-faced Mo Cheng. On his fist, a thick white flame quickly coagulated. Clearly, he intended to really deal a killing blow this time around.
"Master, because of the skinny face of our Misty Cloud Sect, please let go of Mo Cheng!" Sensing the sudden killing intent of the black-robed person, Ge Ye's expression changed drastically as he hurriedly called out.
The black-robed person seemed to have yet to hear Ge Ye's call.
Seeing the black-robed person showing no signs of stopping in the slightest, Ge Ye's old face became ugly. After pondering for a moment, he clenched his teeth wildly. His body flashed and shot towards the black-robed person.
"God!"
Sensing Ge Ye shooting, a cold shout was emitted from behind the black robe. The body of the robed person suddenly twisted strangely in the air. After which, he turned into a ghost-like shadow as he rubbed Ge Ye's shoulder as he passed by.
The moment the two touched, the black-robed man's palm was bluntly imprinted on the other party's chest. Instantly, a pale white appeared on Ge Ye's face. His body was like a kite with his rope cut as he darted backwards.
As the two intertwined with each other, a gentle breeze lifted the cloth covering the black-robed person's face. Half of the delicate and handsome face was exposed and a vague image was accidentally caught in Ge Ye's eyes. Immediately, his body stopped. His face was filled with shock.