Wandering Swordsman |

As Wu Xie was sent flying by Shen Mo's punch, the other eight were shocked and immediately tried to retaliate.

One of them brandished his longsword and roared, "Bo Tao, you bastard, you've got some nerve! How dare you attack us!" The other quickly drew his dagger, his eyes filled with rage and fear. "Everyone, attack him together! Take him down!"

However, these people clearly underestimated Shen Mo's strength. Shen Mo's figure flashed, dodging a disciple's attack like a ghost, and then lightly tapped the disciple's chest. The man immediately felt a powerful demonic energy invade his body; he was struck as if by lightning, sent flying backward, crashing heavily to the ground, unable to move again.

Immediately afterward, Shen Mo moved in front of the second person with lightning speed. With a light flick of his left hand, he deflected the attack, while his right hand struck out with lightning speed, accurately hitting the opponent's vital points. The man groaned and then collapsed to the ground, blood streaming from his mouth.

Seeing the situation was turning against them, the other six swarmed around Shen Mo, attempting to overwhelm him with their numbers. However, they quickly discovered that Shen Mo effortlessly deflected every attack, while his counterattacks were always perfectly timed, swift, and deadly. Shen Mo's movements were fluid and natural, as graceful as a dance, yet brimming with deadly power.

"You think you can trap me like this?" Shen Mo sneered as he dodged the attacks. His voice was full of confidence, as if he had already seized the initiative on the battlefield. At this moment, Shen Mo decided not to delay any longer and prepared to subdue everyone in one fell swoop. He took a deep breath, his mind quickly calmed down, his fists clenched, and his true energy circulated rapidly within his body as he unleashed the heaven-defying divine skill - Heavenly Scroll.

The powerful force erupted instantly, severely injuring all six people, who collapsed to the ground.

Then, Shen Mo first went to the first person who had been knocked down, bent down and placed his palm on the person's dantian, beginning to absorb the other's internal energy. The person's body trembled slightly, and pain and despair were evident in his eyes, but he was powerless to resist. As the first person's internal energy was absorbed, Shen Mo felt a warm energy flow into his body, enhancing his own strength. At the same time, the person whose internal energy had been absorbed breathed his last and died instantly.

Seeing this, the others, though frightened, were still quick to retort. "Bo Tao, do you think you can take us all down? Once we recover, we won't let you go!" one of them struggled to say, trying to provoke Shen Mo and buy himself some time.

However, Shen Mo remained unmoved and instead dispelled his disguise, revealing his true appearance.

In that instant, the surrounding air seemed to freeze. Those who had been trying to resist with words turned ashen-faced upon seeing Shen Mo's true identity, their eyes filled with disbelief and fear.

"You are! The captain of the Moon Demon Pavilion!" someone exclaimed, their voice trembling noticeably.

The others, enduring excruciating pain from their injuries, scrambled to their feet, knelt on the ground, clasped their hands together, and desperately begged for mercy: "Young hero, spare our lives! We were wrong, please have mercy!"

Shen Mo looked at them coldly, without a trace of pity in his eyes. "When you were bullying Bo Tao, did you ever think about this day?" he said, enunciating each word clearly, his tone icy and chilling.

Then, he went to each person in turn, absorbing their power one by one. With each person he absorbed, that person let out a painful groan, eventually collapsing to the ground, lifeless.

After the last person's power was drained, Shen Mo stood up and looked around. At this moment, a suffocating atmosphere filled the valley, and the sound of the wind and the rustling of leaves in the distance seemed to be cheering on the battle.

Those who were once arrogant and domineering now lay on the ground like empty shells, lifeless, their faces filled with regret and despair in their final moments.

Shen Mo straightened his clothes, took off "Bo Tao's" clothes, revealing his original attire. At this moment, the atmosphere in the Demon Refining Mountain became even more oppressive and mysterious, with the low roars of demonic beasts echoing from afar, as if foreshadowing impending danger.

Shen Mo took a deep breath, a resolute glint in his eyes. He knew he had to find Yue Linglong and Xie Xin as soon as possible and inform them of the information about the demon-refining beast. So, after quickly disposing of the nine corpses, he swiftly left the area and headed towards the rendezvous point.

Along the way, the trees within the Demon Refining Mountain towered high, their dense foliage almost completely blocking out all light, making the surroundings exceptionally dark and damp. A faint stench of decay permeated the air, causing a sense of unease. Shen Mo proceeded cautiously, remaining constantly vigilant to guard against any sudden danger.

Soon, Shen Mo arrived at the place where he had parted ways with the two of them.

The two people hiding in the shadows immediately showed themselves when they saw Shen Mo return.

"Shen Mo, you're back!" Xie Xin said softly, her voice filled with concern.

Shen Mo nodded, his expression serious, and said, "I have important news to tell you. I just went to the place where the signal was sent and overheard something about the Demon-Refining Beast..."

After Shen Mo recounted in detail what he had seen and heard, the three began to discuss how to deal with the demon beast.

Suddenly, a violent tremor came from the ground, followed by a chilling roar. A huge figure emerged from the nearby woods.

Upon closer inspection of the suddenly appearing figure, the three realized it was a gigantic monster, several meters tall, covered in incredibly hard scales, each scale shimmering with an eerie light.

Its eyes were like two burning flames, radiating a suffocating aura. With its appearance, the surrounding air seemed to freeze instantly, and an invisible pressure enveloped the entire valley.

"Not good! It's a Demon-Refining Beast!" Shen Mo shouted, immediately drawing his Tai'a Sword, ready to fight. However, he knew that with their strength, directly facing such a powerful enemy would be tantamount to suicide.

"You two go! I'll distract it!" Shen Mo said decisively, a resolute glint in his eyes. He knew that only by drawing away this ferocious beast could he buy Yue Linglong and Xie Xin time to escape.

Although Yue Linglong and Xie Xin were reluctant, they knew it was the only way. Seeing Xie Xin's unwilling gaze, Yue Linglong held Xie Xin's hand tightly and whispered, "Let's retreat first and find a safe place to think of something else."

Seeing that Xie Xin was unmoved, Yue Linglong immediately added, "If we stay, we won't be able to help Shen Mo, and we'll only be a burden to him."

After saying that, Yue Linglong forcibly pulled Xie Xin away.