Transmigrating into Douluo Continent: I Am a Master

After the Soul Fighting Tournament ended, Zhang Mo had a lingering suspicion in his mind.

It was created by absorbing the power of fragments of the Angel God's and Rakshasa God's divine positions.

This new godhood is very powerful, but it does not contain the power of the laws of the Angel God and the Rakshasa God; it is only imbued with some of the aura of the two gods.

However, since gods are different, the mere change in aura altered the shape and abilities of Zhang Mo's martial soul, bringing about two mutated abilities.

But Zhang Mo now wants to do the opposite. He doesn't want to use too much divine power anymore, for fear of causing some unexpected changes.

Therefore, during his journey, he tried to redistribute his divine power into energy imbued with the aura of angels and demons to ensure his need for power.

Persistence pays off. After several days of traveling and continuous attempts, Zhang Mo succeeded.

The divine power was dispersed into two streams of energy that surged within Zhang Mo's body, coursing through his meridians.

The sword of judgment in his hand is precisely the outlet for this energy.

The patterns and grooves on the golden-red Judgment Sword began to glow, and then the Judgment Sword began to emit a dark light.

Tieli sensed something was wrong as he looked at the oppressive aura emanating from the Sword of Judgment, and fear began to creep into his heart.

Damn it, this is really persistent. Should I run away?

run?

Tieli was shocked by the thought that had just crossed his mind.

I actually had such thoughts when faced with a mere, inexperienced kid.

How is that possible!

I will absolutely not run away. I've been eyeing this place for so long. I spent so much money back then to bribe the city defense army of Tiandou City to get to where I am today!

I won't run, I can't possibly run!

If word gets out, how will I, Tie Li, face anyone? How will Tang'er face anyone? How will the Iron Blood Sect maintain its standing in the future?

I will kill this greenhorn right here!

After a fierce internal struggle, Tie Li finally understood the situation. His spirit rings lit up, and a ruthless glint flashed in his eyes!

He slowly raised his arms, as if they weighed a ton!

His chest muscles bulged, slowly tearing his clothes. He was also panting heavily.

He pulled his arms back, like two giant cannonballs, and ran towards Zhang Mo.

"die!!"

"The sword of judgment! It is darkness, it condemns heresy!!"

The black light on the Sword of Judgment instantly locked onto Tie Li. It drifted towards Tie Li and burrowed into his body.

Tie Li, who was running, sensed something unusual within his body; something else had mixed into his soul power. Furthermore, he was bound in place, unable to move.

Panic crossed Tieli's face.

Zhang Mo turned the sword, and now the Sword of Judgment shone with a dazzling golden light.

"Judgment!" Zhang Mo raised the sword of judgment.

The sword of judgment was covered with a layer of incomparably holy gold, and powerful light energy gathered at its tip.

Tie Li instinctively reached out to shield his eyes from the blinding light, but he quickly realized something was wrong.

His hands were being disintegrated from the inside out by this power of light. He was terrified and instinctively shook his hands.

But all of this was in vain; his hands continued to be disintegrated by the holy light.

At this moment, Tieli's heart was filled with fear.

He had to admit that he was afraid.

He suddenly knelt on the ground and began to shout, "Young master, I was wrong! I was wrong!"

But Zhang Mo didn't even look at him.

Tie Li's arms had been disintegrated and dissipated into ashes in the air, and his legs were also slowly being disintegrated.

Seeing that his pleas for mercy were in vain, Tie Li, facing imminent death, was filled with rage and roared, "Ughhhhhh!!"

"Tang Ya, you'll die a horrible death!!"

"If it weren't for you, would the Iron Blood Sect be where it is today?!"

Tang Ya took a step forward, one hand on her hip and the other clenched into a fist, and said angrily, "Tie Li, you have committed many evils, and you deserve this fate."

But Tie Li still hadn't come to his senses. He continued to hurl insults at Zhang Mo and Tang Ya until he completely vanished from the world.

But before he completely vanished, he looked back once more.

He was looking at his son.

pity.

Zhang Mo's clone, clad in a array of mirror shields and wielding two mirror swords, slashed down the Soul King-level elders of the Iron Blood Sect. The elders fled in disarray, leaving no one to protect Tie Tang's heavily injured body.

Zhang Mo's clone slowly walked to Tie Tang's side, gripped the mirror sword with both hands in reverse, and with a snap, plunged the sharp mirror sword into Tie Tang's heart!

Tie Tang's body trembled violently, spitting out blood, before he lay completely still on the ground.

Tieli's eyes were filled with resentment. He wanted to say something more, but his mouth had already half-closed.

In the end, Tieli didn't even leave behind a corpse; he was completely decomposed into nothingness by the power of light from the Sword of Judgment.

Thus, the Tie family, father and son, perished! The Iron Blood Sect was destroyed!

Zhang Mo slowly lowered the Sword of Judgment, and the clone not far away gradually dissipated. The array of mirror shields also slowly drifted back to the main body from a distance.

The elders who had fled in panic earlier all looked at Zhang Mo with fearful eyes.

excusable.

From their perspective, a Soul Master with four rings came to challenge the sect, then effortlessly killed the outer disciples of the training ground, as well as the sect leader and the young sect leader, making him seem like a murderer.

Zhang Mo didn't say anything, just stood there quietly.

An elder, unable to bear it any longer, clutched his severed arm and screamed, "Aaaaah!! You've killed the Sect Master and the Young Sect Master! What more do you want?!"

Zhang Mo laughed and asked in return, "When you were plotting to harm others back then, why didn't you think of this day coming?"

"When you were all acting arrogantly and domineeringly with Tieli and Tietang all these years, did you never think that this day would come?"

"I will show no mercy in this matter, and I will not let a single one of you escape. Die."

Zhang Mo's fingers twitched slightly, and the mirror sword in the sky trembled as it turned to aim at the few remaining elders.

"Whoosh whoosh whoosh!!"

The sound of heavy armor suddenly rang out outside the Ironblood Sect's gate.

A group of soldiers dressed in bright silver armor and carrying torches walked into the Iron Blood Sect.

The soldiers, strictly divided into two rows, left and right, slowly walked forward from the middle.

At first, he calmly glanced around, but when he saw the corpses scattered on the ground and Tie Tang lying lifeless, he was shocked and angrily shouted, "What, what happened?!"

Upon seeing the newcomer, the elders seemed to suddenly find their backbone; some prostrated themselves, others ran. Not one of them approached him with a smile.

"Captain Bian, you've finally arrived... uh!"

Before the elder running in front could finish speaking, he was struck in the back by a mirror sword, blood trickling from the corner of his mouth as he slowly collapsed to the ground.

Zhang Mo's actions continued without pause. Without the support of his first soul skill, he manually guided his movements.