Looking at the woman standing before him, a nearly imperceptible smile surfaced on Xiao Moâs lips.
Everything was just as Xiao Mo had deduced. She had blocked his path.
"Wangxin..."
Watching from a distance, Si Li was also slightly taken aback.
Si Li wasnât actually surprised to see Wangxin.
What she hadnât expected was that Wangxin had actually grown a full head of long, black hair.
The young womanâs waterfall of jet-black hair cascaded over her shoulders, reaching down to her slender waist. She was more beautiful than ever, like a Nine Heavens Profound Lady.
"You intend to protect them?" Xiao Mo asked Wangxin calmly, his tone devoid of either joy or sorrow.
Wangxin nodded nervously.
"Protecting them is fine, but do you remember what I asked you before? To save them means you must kill me. Otherwise, you canât stop me," Xiao Mo said coldly, his voice carrying a bone-chilling killing intent, like an icy spring.
Wangxin was startled and quickly shook her head.
Xiao Mo chuckled. "This is a battle to the death between me and your Buddhist Sect. You want to save them, but you donât want to kill me?"
"I... I want to save Grandpa Abbot and the others, but I donât want to kill you," Wangxin said, her voice filled with apprehension yet utterly serious.
"Then surely you know that in this world, you canât always have it both ways?" Xiao Mo asked, a hint of disappointment in his tone.
"I know..." Wangxin clenched her small hands. "But... I want to try..."
"Is that so? Then give it a try."
As the words fell, Xiao Mo slashed down.
Wangxinâs heart leaped in alarm. She pressed her palms together, and one after another, golden lotuses appeared above her head.
BOOM!
The blood-red Sword Qi collided with Wangxinâs golden lotuses.
The golden lotuses shattered into countless petals that scattered on the wind, gradually fading from the world.
Xiao Moâs figure flickered in and out of sight as he slashed at Wangxin again and again.
But Wangxin neutralized every blow.
Si Li and the other Cultivators were astonished by Wangxinâs strength, never imagining she could withstand thirty exchanges with Xiao Mo.
Xiao Mo, however, was not the least bit surprised.
Although Wangxin was only a Cultivator at the Immortal Realm, her power was far greater than that of her peers.
Even an Ascension Realm Cultivator attacking with their full strength would likely have difficulty harming her in the slightest.
But this alone was far from enough.
The long saber in Xiao Moâs hands felt heavier, and his strikes grew faster. More golden petals scattered through the air.
Forced onto the defensive, Wangxin bit her lip. âHe has no killing intent.â
Instead, she felt as if Xiao Mo was deliberately draining her Spiritual Power.
Moreover, the Evil Qi from each slash was entering her body, trying to corrode her Divine Sense.
âWhat on earth is the Lord... doing?â
Si Liâs brow furrowed as she watched.
âAfter fifty exchanges, Wangxin is clearly struggling.â
âEven if the Lord wonât kill Wangxin, he should be able to just knock her unconscious...â
âBut the Lord is still just draining her Spiritual Power.â
The others didnât think so deeply. To them, their Demon Lord was merely toying with this nun from the Buddhist Sect.
After all, this nun from the Buddhist Sect was exceptionally beautiful and looked incomparably holy.
What fun it would be if their Demon Lord snatched her away to be his consort and personally corrupted her.
BOOM!
Half an incense stickâs time later, Xiao Moâs final slash shattered Wangxinâs last remaining Buddha Lotus.
Wangxin tried to chant another Technique, but her body was depleted of Spiritual Power. Her expression was even a little dazed.
The Blood Evil Qi that Xiao Mo had driven into her body was causing her extreme discomfort.
The next moment, Xiao Moâs eyes met hers.
Seeing the Daoist patterns in Xiao Moâs eyes, Wangxin froze. She knew something was wrong, but it was too late.
"Xiao Mo..."
Wangxin stood frozen in place, unable to move.
In fact, from the tenth exchange onward, Wangxin had sensed that Xiao Moâs true target was not her.
Xiao Mo ignored Wangxin, simply swinging his saber in a horizontal arc.
With Xiao Mo at the center, the sky for two li in every direction was cleared of everyone except for the ten Ascension Realm Cultivators.
A dense barrier of Blood Evil Qi formed two li out from Xiao Mo. Anyone who dared take a single step past it would be instantly blasted into a mist of blood by the Evil Qi.
Xiao Mo took a Scroll from his Storage Pouch and tossed it lightly into the air.
The Array Map within the Scroll unfurled. The Array separated from the map and settled at Xiao Moâs feet.
And Wangxin was standing right in the eye of the Array.
WHOOSH!
The moment the Array appeared, violent winds whipped up, and Spiritual Power from all across the Western Regions surged toward it.
With a hand seal and a chant, Xiao Mo invoked a Magic Formula. The Blood Evil Qi transformed into chains, binding the ten Ascension Realm Cultivators from the Buddhist Temple.
"What is happening..."
Xujingâs brow furrowed.
âIâve lost, and thatâs that. I can accept either life or death; Iâve long since made peace with it.â
But he had a vague premonition that what Xiao Mo was doing was anything but ordinary. It might even trigger a cataclysmic change across the entire Western Regions!
Once the Array had fully stabilized, an ethereal altar materialized in the air.
Xiao Mo pulled a blood-red pearl from within his robes.
The pearl then slowly ascended, finally coming to rest atop the ethereal altar.
Once the Heaven-Stabilizing Pearl was no longer suppressed by Xiao Mo, the souls of the Upper Three Realms Cultivators trapped within began to wail incessantly.
Among them were Abbots from the Buddhist Sect and even Sect Leaders from the Demon Sectsâincluding the Ascension Realm Cultivators of the Nine Great Demon Sects.
Then, Xiao Mo brought out a series of white Dharma Pearls.
The Dharma Pearls were filled with the Life Origin of the common folk of the Mortal World, collected over the years on Xiao Moâs orders!
The Life Origin from the white Dharma Pearls flowed continuously into the Heaven-Stabilizing Pearl.
Xiao Mo raised his long saber, and the Qi Fortune of the Western Regions gathered upon its blade!
Then, Xiao Mo slashed!
The Heaven-Stabilizing Pearl and the hundreds upon thousands of Life Source Pearls shattered simultaneously.
A beam of red light tore through the sky, shooting straight toward the heavens.
A distorted vortex appeared in the heavens above. Countless Dao rhythms and Laws materialized into tangible, arcane patterns, drifting down through the air like snowflakes.
Soon, these "snowflakes" began to coalesce again above the ethereal altar.
"Xiao Mo, what in the world are you doing?"
The Abbot of Buiyi Temple roared at Xiao Mo.
They could no longer comprehend Xiao Moâs actions.
But just then, the words the man had spoken to her before echoed once more in Wangxinâs mind:
"What I must do is kill, and never stop killing!"
"Kill until no one dares to trouble me again!"
"Kill until everyoneâs blood runs cold at the sound of my name!"
"Kill until every word I speak becomes as a divine oracle to them!"
At this moment, the young womanâs confusion vanished. She understood everything.
"Wangxin, do you know Xiao Moâs purpose?"
Xujing asked calmly, noticing the expression on Wangxinâs face.
"I do."
Wangxin nodded. Her eyes shimmered as she looked at Xiao Mo, who stood between heaven and earth.
"He is laying down the law for this world."