At the same time, traveling through time, starting from subverting the war at the top

Chapter 231 Playing with fire in front of Emperor Yan
The Yin Ancestor opened his hands, and two black fireballs appeared in his hands.

Everyone stared intently at the fireball in his hand, their expressions changing drastically.

Lin Mo looked at the Extreme Yin Ancestor and laughed, "A mere soul possessing a body dares to bark so arrogantly here."

"court death!"

The Yin Ancestor sneered and released the two black fireballs from his hand.

The fireball that left his hand transformed in mid-air into two enormous black snakes, opening their ferocious, blood-red maws and lunging at Lin Mo.

Having witnessed the power of the black demonic flames, the cultivators present turned pale at the sight of the giant black fire serpent, and dared not make a move.

Only Han Li, who was standing on the outermost edge, seized the opportunity. He and Qu Hun put away their magic weapons and, without saying a word, transformed into two streaks of yellow and green light and retreated sharply, taking the lead.

Han Li had actually wanted to run away long ago, but after witnessing the fate of that Core Formation cultivator, he had to exert a great deal of effort to suppress the urge to flee immediately. He knew very well that if he had acted rashly then, he would have died even faster.

But this time and that time.

Right now, the Yin Ancestor's attention is entirely focused on that mysterious man, and this is the best opportunity for him to escape.

When it comes to escaping, no one is more professional than Han Laomo.

While the other cultivators were still processing what might be a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity to escape, Han Li had already flown thirty or forty feet away with a grim face, glancing back at the situation behind him.

It wouldn't have mattered if he hadn't looked; Han Li just glanced at it subconsciously to confirm the situation.

The scene that greeted Han Li left him utterly astonished!

The two terrifying giant pythons formed from black flames were held in the hands of the mysterious man as if they were toys.

Han Li immediately slammed on the brakes, stopping his escape.

"Since you insist on playing with fire..."

A mocking look appeared on Lin Mo's face. With a slight exertion of force, the two giant black flame pythons let out a mournful cry and disintegrated.

Immediately afterwards, Lin Mo waved his right hand.

A jade-green flame suddenly erupted, growing larger in the wind, and in an instant transformed into a raging sea of ​​fire, sweeping towards the Yin Ancestor.

Seeing the immense power unleashed by the sea of ​​fire, the Extreme Yin Ancestor's eyelids twitched, and he hurriedly activated the Heavenly Capital Corpse Fire to resist.

To his utter astonishment, his Heavenly Capital Corpse Fire turned into wisps of green smoke and dissipated upon contact with the emerald-colored flame before him!

The Heavenly Capital Corpse Fire, which he had painstakingly cultivated for decades, was simply burned away by the opponent's flames!
Before the Yin Ancestor could react, he was completely engulfed by the sea of ​​fire.

A shrill scream sounded.

Seeing that it was impossible to save this body, the Extreme Yin Ancestor made a decisive decision to abandon it, even though the original owner of this body was his grandson.

However, the moment the wisp of his soul that had been possessing Wu Chou left his body, it was devoured by the Glazed Pure Fire.

"You think you can escape?"

Lin Mo sneered.

His Glazed Pure Flame was formed by the fusion of the Azure Lotus Earth Core Flame and the Fallen Heart Flame, and naturally inherited the original characteristics of the two different flames, which inherently had a restraining effect on the soul.

The wisp of the Yin Ancestor's spirit was almost completely burned away the moment it left his body.

Beyond the vast ocean lies the island of Jiyin.

Because the wisp of divine soul that possessed Wu Chou was destroyed, the main body of the Extreme Yin Ancestor was also greatly injured. His face turned pale, and he felt a sweet taste in his throat before spitting out a mouthful of blood.

"No matter who you are, I, your ancestor, will definitely kill you!"

Since he became famous, this was the first time that the Yin Ancestor had suffered such a huge setback.

His expression was contorted, and he was engulfed in hysterical rage; his furious roar could be heard throughout the entire Yin Island.

Upon hearing this roar, the disciples on the island all shrank back, their faces pale, fearing the wrath of the Extreme Yin Ancestor.

And the other side.

After the Yin Ancestor's soul left his body, Wu Chou finally regained control of his body. Looking at the raging fire, he cried out, "Ancestor, don't abandon me!" Only the terrifying strange fire answered him.

Seeing the young master of Jiyin Island burned to ashes by the flames, leaving only a storage bag floating alone in the air, everyone present was stunned by the scene before them, and their expressions varied.

From the moment Lin Mo dared to challenge Jiyin Island, everyone vaguely knew that Lin Mo should be very strong, but they did not expect him to be this strong!
Although the Yin Ancestor possessed only a wisp of his spirit in Wu Chou's body, it was still something that even a Core Formation cultivator could not handle.

The happiest person among them was Fairy Ziling. The stronger Lin Mo became, the greater the chance that her great revenge would be fulfilled.

Those cultivators who had sought refuge with Jiyin Island all had their expressions change drastically.

Some of them even turned and ran away.

But as soon as they raised their escape light, their entire bodies spontaneously combusted without any fire.

Everyone who saw this bizarre scene felt their scalp tingle.

This green flame was countless times more terrifying than the Heavenly Capital Corpse Fire of the Extreme Yin Ancestor.

Elders Zhao and Fu, who had betrayed the Miaoyin Sect, stood there trembling with fear, not daring to even breathe loudly. They had completely lost the arrogance that one would expect from a Core Formation stage cultivator.

Seeing Lin Mo look up at them, Zhao and Fu pleaded, "We had no choice but to seek refuge with Jiyin Island. We beg you, senior, to spare our lives, considering our origins in the Star Palace."

The words have not yet fallen.

Zhao and Fu were also burned to ashes.

Everyone else present twitched at the sight.

How dare he offend both the Extreme Yin Island and the Star Palace at the same time? When did such a formidable figure emerge in the Chaotic Star Sea?

With the deaths of Zhao and Fu, it is now clear that all the forces of Jiyin Island have been killed.

Lin Mo looked up at the others, and the cultivators whose gaze swept over him immediately broke out in a cold sweat.

One of the cultivators noticed that Lin Mo had cleverly avoided the storage bags of Wu Chou, Elders Zhao and Fu, and those who had defected to Ji Yin Island, regardless of whether they were burning Wu Chou to death.

Suddenly, this fellow had a flash of inspiration. He took out his storage bag, raised it above his head with both hands, and bowed, saying, "If it weren't for your help, senior, I would probably be in the hands of that extremely yin old monster, living a life worse than death. I have no way to repay your great kindness. This storage bag contains all my savings over the years. I now offer it to you as a token of my gratitude."

Lin Mo stared at the cultivator in front of him for a moment, then a bright smile appeared on his lips.

This guy really knows what he's doing.

Lin Mo reached out and beckoned, and the storage bag in the cultivator's hand flew into Lin Mo's hand.

"If senior has no other instructions, this junior will take his leave." The cultivator, still with his hands raised above his head, forced himself to speak.

His body was still trembling as he said this.

"Go."

Lin Mo waved his hand.

The cultivator was overjoyed, as if he had been granted a pardon. He transformed into a streak of light and fled south as if escaping without looking back.

Seeing this, the other cultivators exchanged glances and followed suit, offering up their storage bags one after another, afraid that they would miss their chance if they were too slow.

Lin Mo had no intention of attacking them.

Watching these guys run away like madmen, Lin Mo couldn't help but reach out and touch his cheek.

I'm not some born killer, why are you so afraid of me?
Seeing this from afar, Han Li dared not linger any longer. He knew he possessed many treasures, and taking them away would be the death of the old demon Han.

Han Li and Qu Hun worked together to escape over a hundred miles in one breath, changing directions several times along the way before finally finding an unnamed island.

The two immediately landed on the island and sank more than ten feet into the ground. They then took out the light veil that concealed their presence and covered themselves with it, while simultaneously using the nameless incantation.

Even after doing all this, Han Li remained uneasy, wondering if he could deceive Lin Mo's divine sense. In his view, Lin Mo, who could easily kill the Extreme Yin Ancestor's avatar, was also a Nascent Soul cultivator.

The spiritual sense of a Nascent Soul stage cultivator is certainly far superior to that of an ordinary cultivator.

Poor Han Li had no idea that, at this moment, more than a hundred miles away, Lin Mo was standing leisurely in the same spot, looking at the dozens of storage bags floating in front of him, all smiles, showing no intention of continuing to chase them.

(End of this chapter)