Chapter 1219: Fending Off Truth Realisation State
Ye Mo felt her spirit sense like an invisible hand crushing his sea of consciousness, attempting to seize his soul. Such a powerful spirit sense cultivation method, such a powerful soul! This female cultivator's soul must have been injured when he interrupted her cultivation, yet she remained formidable. One could only imagine her power at her peak. Brother Ji Ling was right; cultivators who cultivated the soul-devouring method were indeed invincible at the same cultivation level in terms of soul power. But Ye Mo believed that if he were Truth Realisation State level six, his spirit sense would not be weaker than hers.
He used his spirit sense sword to sever the spirit sense hand reaching into his sea of consciousness, but felt his spirit sense sword lacked something. The two girls worriedly watched as the female cultivator's face changed. She sneered, then unleashed a cultivation essence giant hand. The two girls froze; they were helpless against a Truth Realisation State cultivator's cultivation essence giant hand.
Unexpectedly, as the giant hand neared their heads, the female cultivator grunted, blood seeping from her mouth. With a few hand signs, she redirected the giant hand towards Ye Mo.
Ye Mo intercepted a wave of the spirit sense giant hand as it attacked the two girls. This brought him enlightenment, causing his spirit sense sword to evolve into an almost material blade which he sliced out. The spirit sense giant hand was instantly crippled. Simultaneously, Ye Mo realized his Purple Eye Soul Sever had broken through to the fourth level, spirit sense transformation.
Before he could celebrate, instead of fleeing, he attacked with Zi Xu. The two girls, seeing the purple veil his strike produced, fled immediately.
The female cultivator stared at Ye Mo in disbelief. His spirit sense sword had shattered her spirit sense giant hand, further injuring her sea of consciousness. She hadn't expected a Cauldron Filling State level two cultivator to possess such power. Even with only a tenth of her spirit sense, she should have easily killed him. Yet, not only did she fail to kill him, but he'd also broken free from her spirit sense mimicked domain. Without hesitation, she abandoned the two girls and attacked Ye Mo again.
Ye Mo, however, retaliated. He wouldn't kill the two girls, no matter what. He'd noticed the female cultivator seemed immobile, remaining in the same spot, and his spirit sense couldn't scan her. Her interrupted cultivation had reduced her power to less than one percent. Fleeing now would be disadvantageous, so Ye Mo gambled and immediately attacked with Zi Xu.
Thud! His sword completely crippled the cultivation essence giant hand. Ye Mo rejoiced; this female cultivator was merely putting on a show; she must be severely injured.
Unconcerned, he attacked again with Zi Xu, using the Illusion Cloud Hua Mountain Strike. The female cultivator grunted, and a red shadow flashed, clashing with Ye Mo's Zi Xu. Another thud echoed, but this time, Ye Mo was disadvantaged. He was flung several hundred meters, crashing into a rock.
He spat blood and ceased his attack, unsure of the female cultivator's full power. The cultivation essence giant hand had been comparable to his strength, but the red magical artifact exploded with power tens of times greater.
The female cultivator coldly eyed Ye Mo and waved her hand, summoning a set of clothes. She coldly commanded, "Leave the herb garden and be gone."
Ye Mo, realizing she couldn't kill him, sneered, "Is this herb garden yours?" It was a guess, but her lack of rebuke confirmed it.
The female cultivator responded, "I arrived before you, so the herb garden is mine. I'm already being generous by not making you compensate for interrupting my cultivation. If you don't leave now, don't blame me."
She threw out formation flags. Ye Mo sneered and countered with his own. Moments later, the female cultivator was shaken. "You're a level nine formation grandmaster! You've changed all the formations outside?"
Ye Mo sneered, "Should I have waited for you to trap me? Keep dreaming!" He realized she wasn't letting him leave, but rather luring him out to trap him. She must be in trouble; otherwise, she wouldn't resort to such tactics.
"I wondered how you and the others entered. My soul mist and souls—you released them." Her voice was icy.
Ye Mo realized that after entering, he had changed the formation flags, dissipating the mist and souls upon breaking the confinement. No wonder the two girls could enter. She cultivated the soul-devouring method, and those mist and souls were her lifeline. He'd destroyed it all, and taken her spirit herb garden—she would naturally want to kill him.
The female cultivator's power surged, and the red light reappeared—a red band, a clearly extreme-grade cultivation artifact, radiating powerful chi.
Ye Mo released his octagonal cauldron and attacked with Zi Xu. His best defense was a strong offense. Instead of waiting, he attacked first.
The female cultivator casually waved the red band, smashing his octagonal cauldron and piercing his chest like a snake. Ye Mo flew back, spitting blood, retrieving his cauldron and consuming pills.
Such a powerful woman! Severely injured, yet he couldn't defend against her. He knew he'd crippled her spirit sense hand for a reason. Despite her injuries, killing him would be easy.
He retracted his octagonal cauldron, ceasing his attack, focusing on escape. She'd beaten him in one move, yet didn't pursue. She took pills, her face pale.
Even when he was almost a thousand meters away, she didn't move or use her red band. He was certain she couldn't move. A stalemate. The longer it lasted, the worse it would be for him. The female cultivator felt the same. Lost Soul Ruins was no longer unapproachable. She lacked the confidence to kill Ye Mo in one move. His octagonal cauldron was a powerful defense, and his spirit sense matched hers in her weakened state.