The road is vague

Chapter 352 Survival from desperate situation
Li Mo, in his Thunderous Transformation state, stood in a row with the hunchbacked giant's combined attack puppet, gazing solemnly at the dark green clouds in the distance.

This is all thanks to his cultivation of the "Emperor Xin's Inner Classic" and his partial mastery of the Extreme Thunder Body, which enabled him to maintain the Thunder God's Extreme state for a long time.

On the other side, the Iron Fang Mountain God, his entire body as black as ink, held two dark scythes and looked fearful.

Its tiny, beady eyes darted around constantly, giving it an extremely cunning look, as if it were thinking something.

The handsome face of Peacock Saint Prince Wen Aoxing remained arrogant.

He stood in the center in front of Li Mo and Tieyashan, looking at the rolling dark clouds that were chasing after them again.

He knew, of course, that the two men beside him were unreliable and ready to find a way out at any time, but the power of this descending projection was too great. He had no choice but to put on a brave face and try to win them over to fight side by side in order to find a way out.

Dark green clouds, filled with a brutal and vibrant aura, continued to approach the three of them.

The Peacock Saint drew his crystal bow and shot a peacock feather arrow.

"Great Evil Grass Wizard, you merely used that Heaven-Reaching Ice Crystal Mirror to deceive everyone and send down a few projections. Without the blessing of a witch artifact and without demonic vine servants, your vessel has limited capacity. You think you can kill this Holy Son so easily!"

The astonishing spiritual pressure vanished in a flash.

Upon sensing the spiritual pressure emanating from this person, both Iron Fang Mountain God and Li Mo's expressions changed. As if by telepathy, they silently moved some distance away from the Peacock Saint.

Li Mo's eyelids twitched wildly.

Master Lu Qi once told him that although the acting sect leader Chen Shouyi failed to form a Nascent Soul and his future hopes of advancing to the Nascent Soul stage were slim, his power was greatly enhanced as a result, and he was called a "false Nascent Soul".

This Peacock Saint is most likely at the same level, his magical power and true essence belonging to the level after a failed advancement.

It is probably for this reason that he disregarded his own safety and crossed the forbidden sea to seek opportunities and entered the Seven Star Corridor.

However, the arrow that had made Li Mo and the Iron Fang Mountain God's eyelids twitch wildly disappeared silently after it pierced into the dark clouds.

Fortunately, the dark clouds stopped and formed a huge vortex.

"huh huh huh huh."

Accompanied by a melodious, low, cold laugh, a witch descended from the vortex. Dark green smoke continuously spewed from its eyes, nostrils, ears, and mouth, and six stars could be faintly seen on its forehead.

He crossed his arms and looked down at the three of them, but his gaze eventually fell on Li Mo, and he seemed to mutter something to himself.

However, outsiders could not hear what he was saying clearly.

Just as Li Mo was about to activate the Mind-Breaking Thunder to listen carefully and see if he could get any useful information, the old man in his sleeve suddenly cried out.

"He recognized me!"

"what?"

Li Mo was stunned, but the old man was extremely anxious.

"Didn't I tell you before? I went to the Seven Star World and lured the Heaven-Seizing Realm to invade, thus dragging them into the ancient calamity of the Mountain and Sea Realm. The Witch Clan of the Seven Star World will definitely not let me go. It seems that the Witch Clan here is probably another Witch Clan army that came from the Seven Star World after the Heaven-Seizing Realm army, catching the tail end of the ancient war."

Just as the old man was speaking anxiously, the evil grass descended and projected a cold snort.

A giant hand suddenly appeared above Li Mo's head and reached out to grab him.

It's too late, but it's soon.

Li Mo felt the air pressing down on him from all directions, as if he were trapped by an impenetrable wall, making him unable to move. He was immediately filled with anxiety.

The hunchbacked giant puppet immediately tilted its head back, opened its mouth, and shot out a Heavenly Gang Water Thunder.

Boom!
The Heavenly Gang Water Mine exploded in the palm of the giant hand, causing it to pause briefly, but only briefly.

The giant hand fell again in the next moment.

Li Mo let out a low roar and activated Five Thunders Transformation into Dust in his Thunderous Extreme state.

Five-colored lightning flashed and soared into the air, striking the palm of the giant hand. The spiritual light between the two exploded continuously, forming a dense explosion, like countless fireworks blooming.

Although the Five Thunders Turning to Dust caused some damage to the giant hand's palm, the difference in their cultivation levels was simply too great. Under such an absolute disparity in magical power, the giant hand actually managed to slowly descend despite the Five Thunders Turning to Dust.

Li Mo gritted his teeth, his face flushed red.

However, as the Five Thunders turned to dust continued to dissolve, Li Mo had some vague insights. However, what was most important to him now was to resolve the crisis, so he did not pay attention to the insights he gained after the Five Thunders turned to dust disintegrated the giant hand.

Fortunately, at this moment, the Peacock Saint and the Iron Fang Mountain God made their move at the same time.

With a low shout, Wen Aoxing opened his arms, and faint phantom images of wings appeared. Then, a three-colored swirling light appeared beneath the giant hand, twisting it.

With a slash of his twin scythes in a cross shape, the Iron Fang Mountain God unleashed a continuous beam of black light.

The three forces combined to create a stalemate with the giant hand in the air.

Seeing that he had finally withstood the casual attack of the evil grass projection, Li Mo's face lit up with joy, and he finally had the mind to carefully comprehend the insights gained from the Five Thunders turning into dust and disintegrating the giant hand.

After a stalemate lasting about half a cup of tea's time, the giant hand finally collapsed and vanished into the world with a thunderous roar.

Li Mo's heart pounded, and a bead of cold sweat trickled down his forehead as he gasped for breath.

He was just about to detonate another lightning crystal.

However, the difference in magical power between the two sides was too great. If he were alone, even if he used up the more than twenty lightning crystals in his dantian, he probably wouldn't be able to pose any threat to this projection.

At this moment, the evil grass shaman is in a state similar to invoking gods, communicating with spirits, or being possessed by incense, but he has the initiative. The descending body can only passively endure it, which is completely different from the situation where the caster of ordinary invoking gods, communicating with spirits, or being possessed by incense has the initiative.

"Hahahaha!"

Peacock Saint Son Wen Aoxing laughed loudly, looking up at the sky.

"It's always the same trick, the only difference is the level of magic power. Could the ancient witch clan really be so weak?"

Upon seeing this, the evil grass projection also let out a low, cold laugh.

"You ignorant little insect, you've only mastered some tricks and techniques. Compared to the Great Dao, these are just minor tricks. How dare you show off in front of me?"

Say it.

He looked up to the sky and roared.

From the dark cracks in the sky, which were suppressed by countless sealing talismans, a little black smoke once again seeped out and poured into the dark clouds, instantly increasing their power.

Li Mo and the Iron Fang Mountain God were both shocked, while the Peacock Saint Son gritted his teeth, his eyes constantly searching for a solution.

This was the third time he had faced this situation.

The first time, he used the Misty Feather to save his life; the second time, he abandoned the Elephant Spirit and fled. This time, he no longer knew how to deal with it. "If this world were not special, suppressing my original understanding of the Great Dao and only allowing me to send down some projections, how could it tolerate your mad dog barking at the sun?"

Boom, boom, boom.

Thousands of arrows suddenly shot out from the dark clouds, and the sky instantly darkened.

Li Mo stared at this scene in disbelief.

Even if these arrows are not as powerful as Zha Nian's Thunder Spear, their sheer number is simply outrageous.

He dared not hold back any longer and immediately detonated another lightning crystal, hastily dodging the rain of arrows in his extremely fast state of composite lightning transformation, but he still couldn't avoid being injured in a sorry state.

The Peacock Saint Prince once again activated the labyrinthine illusion realm, his figure darting back and forth within it, occasionally accompanied by muffled explosions and groans, showing no sign of carelessness.

While dodging the rain of arrows, the Iron Fang Mountain God frantically swung his double scythes, creating a large amount of eerie light. After the rain of arrows fell to the ground, they exploded continuously, quickly engulfing his figure.

The rain of arrows continued relentlessly, and all three were injured and suppressed.

"Humph!"

Seeing the three separate, the evil grass projection probed the void and pressed down with both hands.

All of a sudden.

Li Mo and Tieya Mountain God, who had just escaped death, looked up at the sky, panting.

When the two men saw two hands, far larger than before, slowly descending and grabbing at them, their eyes nearly popped out of their sockets. It was unclear whether it was due to the immense pressure from the surroundings or the despair and terror in their hearts.

In his composite Lei Wu polarized state, Li Mo tried hard to break free of the constraints, but every step was like sinking into a quagmire, making progress extremely difficult.

Through his previous understanding of the Five Thunders Turning to Dust, he finally realized what was happening.

"This is a Nascent Soul stage cultivator who has mastered the power of heaven and earth."

The opponent's spell structure strength is at most at the Foundation Establishment stage, and its mana level is equivalent to the Nascent Soul stage. However, with the infusion of the main body, it is able to barely exert a trace of the characteristics of the Divine Transformation stage.

Even a mere wisp of power from the realm of cultivation gave Li Mo the feeling that he was born into this world and there was no way to escape it.

Just as the giant hand was about to fall, Li Mo immediately took out a Heavenly Thunder Talisman.

He had only used one Heavenly Thunder Talisman to stun and capture the female demon black cat. Now, his magic power surged again, and he desperately poured spiritual light into the talisman in his hand, focusing his essence and spirit into one point, and roared to the sky.

Crack!

The immense spiritual power of lightning converged on him from all directions, forming a blazing pillar of lightning that scorched against the giant hand, constantly destroying its edges, but only slightly slowing its descent.

The large hand finally landed on Li Mo with unstoppable force.

Fortunately, he was currently in the state of compound thunder transformation. The continuous burst of thunder power from the two thunder crystals made his spiritual energy almost comparable to the peak of the mid-stage Golden Core realm. His physical strength, speed, and power increased exponentially, and he struggled to support the giant hand, which was being pressed down little by little.

The hunchbacked giant puppet vanished in a flash, its entire body radiating a dark light. It also raised its hands to block the giant hand, preparing to fight for Li Mo's life.

Fortunately at this time.

Li Mo, who was in despair, finally saw a turning point.

On the other side, the Iron Fang Mountain God was in no better condition than Li Mo when facing the power of the giant hand.

It roared to the sky, burning its life essence, and its physical aura increased dramatically, reaching the late stage of the Golden Core realm, but it still could not withstand the giant hand in the sky.

Faced with a desperate situation, it immediately communicated in secret.

"I am the Iron Fang Mountain God of Haiye Island. I have been sent by Zhenhai Palace to investigate the Wu Clan's strength. I possess a Dragon Pearl with spatial properties, which can be used to break through barriers and help us escape from here. Please lend me your assistance, or we will surely die!"

Upon hearing this, Peacock Saint Son Wen Aoxing's face immediately lit up with ecstatic joy.

Faced with the choice between two options, he was already prepared to abandon Li Mo and join forces with the Iron Fang Mountain God.

Now, the voice transmission from the Iron Fang Mountain God further solidified his thoughts. He immediately opened his arms again and activated the Three-Colored Spinning Light to slightly lift the giant hand of the Iron Fang Mountain God, hoping to gain a sliver of hope.

Upon seeing this, the Iron Fang Mountain God dared not delay. He immediately took out a semi-transparent luminous pearl, held it up with one hand, and chanted incantations, causing strong spatial fluctuations.

Peacock Saint Son Wen Aoxing was even more delighted.

Li Mo, who was desperately resisting the descending giant hand, also sensed the spatial aura here, and his True Spirit Eye looked at the spirit pearl in the hand of the Iron Fang Mountain God.

"Dragon Ball!!"

He had heard Lu Qi describe the Azure Dragon's pearl.

Compared to the Azure Dragon's wood-attribute dragon ball, this is a much rarer space-attribute dragon ball.

He immediately realized that the Iron Fang Mountain God, who had come here to investigate on the orders of Zhenhai Palace, was actually planning to use this opportunity to forcibly break through the barrier between the Seven Star Corridor and the Mountain and Sea Realm, and thus escape from his predicament.

Even Zhenhai Palace is unlikely to be able to produce such a treasure.

It seems that the one who sent this Iron Fang Mountain God to investigate was someone else, most likely a member of the Jiaolong clan who cultivated the Daoist lineage of the Hundred Scales.

Just as Li Mo and Wen Aoxing showed joy, the projection of the Evil Grass Great Witch's face darkened.

He suddenly withdrew his left hand, while simultaneously grabbing hard with his right.

The giant hand above Li Mo's and the hunchbacked giant's heads immediately dissipated, replaced by a giant hand above the Iron Fang Mountain God, which was now twice as powerful. It instantly destroyed the three-colored swirling light and then squeezed the Iron Fang Mountain God hard.

"Roar!!!"

There was a pop.

The Iron Fang Mountain God only had time to let out a short scream before his body exploded into a cloud of blood mist.

The two sickles transformed back into two fangs and fell.

However, immediately afterward, this enormous hand, as if it had touched a hot iron, quickly dissipated.

A vortex suddenly appeared in the palm of the giant hand, as if a section of a mirror had shattered. After piercing through the void, the Boundary-Breaking Pearl could vaguely see the calm sea on the other side.

The projection of the evil grass shaman in the distance looked terrified, staring blankly at the vortex leading to the realm of mountains and seas.

"Hahahaha!"

Peacock Saint Son Wen Aoxing laughed loudly. His figure flashed and disappeared in an instant. He picked up two fallen fangs and plunged into the vortex, vanishing without a trace.

(End of this chapter)