Chapter 1137: Killing a Hollow Spirit State Cultivator Again

This wasn't merely a fist, or even an arm; it was a magic artifact comparable to extreme-grade spirit artifacts. Ye Mo was astonished that a hollow spirit state cultivator could cultivate his own fist to such a terrifying degree. Although Ye Mo knew he could stop the fist with his octagonal cauldron, he only controlled three layers of its restrictions. The concussive force alone would inflict serious injuries.

In that instant, Ye Mo didn't consider how to block the fist. Instead, he thought of the Wu God Chant, a body cultivation method he'd obtained from Pang Wei and given to Cai Ji, then subsequently forgotten. He wondered if cultivating the Wu God Chant would grant him the strength for such a devastating punch. However, he knew this was impractical. He attempted to recall Zi Xu to intercept the fist, but his connection was severed.

Before Ye Mo could react, the massive fist arrived. He could only let the octagonal cauldron absorb the blow, but the impact sent him flying. Mid-air, Ye Mo spat blood, then composed himself. He recognized the cultivator's power as his equal and immediately attempted to recall Zi Xu. However, Zi Xu remained bound by two rays emanating from the cultivator's bag, completely blocking Ye Mo's spirit sense.

Seeming to anticipate Ye Mo's inability to retrieve Zi Xu, the hollow spirit state cultivator released two more rays from the bag before launching another attack. Ye Mo severed the rays with his spirit sense sword, but the shock reverberated through his sea of consciousness, leaving him vulnerable to the black and red energy.

This time, anticipating the attack, Ye Mo unleashed dozens of spirit sense swords—his first time employing so many simultaneous strikes. His face instantly paled. The red and black rays dissipated under the onslaught. Ye Mo summoned Zi Xu back to his hand.

The cultivator, shocked, felt a searing pain in his sea of consciousness before he could react. He realized Ye Mo possessed a potent offensive spirit sense cultivation method. Before the cultivator could utilize the bag again, Ye Mo struck with Zi Xu. The cultivator countered with a punch, simultaneously wielding the primordial bag.

Zi Xu and the fist collided. The Illusion Cloud Hua Mountain Strike wasn't fully activated, yet the impact was still devastating. With a crack, something within the cultivator's fist shattered. He spat blood wildly, reeling back with a mangled fist. Even an extreme-grade spirit artifact fist couldn't withstand the strike.

Ye Mo sneered, deploying several formation flags. Rumble! Six black lightning bolts erupted, followed immediately by countless more. The lightning arcs weren't merely bolts; they were miniature lightning swords, inflicting instant damage.

The hollow spirit state cultivator, unprepared for such an attack, was struck by several arcs. "You're a lightning element cultivator! Those are the Lightning Cloud Sect's Eleven Lightning Swords..." he gasped, astonished.

Ye Mo ignored him, his concern focused on the primordial bag, sensing the cultivator hadn't used its full potential. While the cultivator was distracted, Ye Mo launched another spirit sense attack to sever his control of the bag, but to no avail. His repeated strikes left his sea of consciousness exhausted. Abandoning this tactic, he again attacked with Zi Xu.

The lightning swords were potent, but insufficient to kill his opponent. The hollow spirit state cultivator, deeply shocked by Ye Mo's versatile and powerful offensive capabilities as a pill king, realized he couldn't gain the upper hand. His injured fist, usually capable of obliterating a body condensation state cultivator, had been stopped by Ye Mo's "kitchen knife."

He decided to flee, knowing that alerting his sect would ensure Ye Mo's demise without a direct confrontation. Retracting the primordial bag, he attempted to escape. However, Ye Mo had already deployed Shadowless.

Shadowless, previously concealed, launched a surprise attack, while Zi Xu struck again. The Illusion Cloud Hua Mountain Strike momentarily stalled the cultivator, providing Shadowless with the opportunity to ambush him. Overwhelmed, the cultivator concentrated his cultivation essence to defend against Shadowless, simultaneously retaliating with a punch. His weakened momentum played into Ye Mo's advantage; the Hua Mountain Strike was amplified by the opponent's waning power. Zi Xu clashed with his fist, shattering it completely.

Even then, the hollow spirit state cultivator used blood escape, showcasing his incredible power. Ye Mo was amazed by this hollow spirit state level one cultivator's strength and uncertain of his own remaining resources. The only option was escape. He just needed to reach his sect and bring reinforcements to eliminate Ye Mo.

The hollow spirit state cultivator crashed into Ye Mo's formation, only to face another assault from Shadowless and Zi Xu. "You're also a formation great master?!" he exclaimed incredulously, even in death.

Ye Mo, panting, gathered his formation flags and secured the primordial bag for later examination. The hollow spirit state cultivator had almost escaped; if he had succeeded, the Infinity Sect would have been alerted, dispatching more powerful cultivators. Against body condensation state cultivators or higher, he wouldn't stand a chance.

Boarding the Infinity Sect's unmanned flying ship, Ye Mo signaled to Gan Liang and the others, "Retrieve that ship and join me." This was a low-grade cultivation artifact flying ship, inferior to Sword Valley's extreme-grade spirit artifact.

Luo Fei and the others, stunned by Ye Mo's incredible battle against the hollow spirit state cultivator, were awestruck by his seemingly limitless arsenal, particularly the hollow spirit state level two elder from Sword Valley. He'd never witnessed such prowess from a hollow spirit state level one cultivator. Ye Mo had slain a hollow spirit state level seven cultivator while sustaining only minor injuries.

Responding to Ye Mo's call, they retrieved the flying ship and the sect leader's remains, joining Ye Mo on the low-grade cultivation artifact flying ship. "Luo Fei, I'm sorry, I've brought this disaster upon you," Ye Mo said, seeing Luo Fei's tear-filled eyes and inability to speak. "City lord Ye..." Luo Fei managed, speechless.