Chapter 745: Instant Kill Great Heaven

Translator: Timothy_ Editor: GlobeGlotter

Ye Mo’s eyes grew cold as he watched another person fly onto the stage. Besides the young ancient martial artist, this was the person he most wanted to kill in the small world.

“So it’s you, Jie Xun, you witch! I’ve been looking for you. I remember your chest having two large, white… orbs. Why are you restraining them now? Did some old ancient martial artist do that?” Ye Mo laughed.

“Little animal, you’re asking for death!” Jie Xun cursed, remembering how Ye Mo had ripped her clothes and taken what she considered most precious.

Jie Xun prepared to attack, then hesitated. The crowd surrounded Ye Mo, but remained passive. Attacking first might only benefit others.

Ye Mo felt a pang of regret. If Jie Xun had attacked, he could have killed her. But she was too cunning.

Everyone looked at Jie Xun after Ye Mo’s remark. Jie Xun was known for her hatred of men and her cold demeanor, earning her the title of “heartless nun.” Their current expressions suggested Ye Mo's statement held some truth.

Many thought, ‘This Ye Mo fellow has seen Jie Xun’s chest—is there something between them?’

Jie Xun’s face paled with anger, but she remained still.

Even facing a crowd, Ye Mo wasn't afraid. He could handle them one by one, or even a group assault, but he worried about Mu Xiaoyun. This was why he hadn't attacked.

“Xiaoyun, we’ll fight and retreat together. Once we're 15 kilometers away, I can carry you and fly,” Ye Mo said.

Just as Ye Mo was about to attack, a cold voice rang out, “Martial Sister Jie Xun, why haven’t you returned to the sect? And where is Luo Fei?”

Ye Mo looked at the speaker—another nun. He knew that if the Ci Hang Jin Mosque's master (whom he couldn't discern), four other Great Heaven masters, and numerous half-step Great Heaven masters left, the pressure on him would lessen considerably.

Jie Xun sneered, “Martial Sister Jie Xian, I'm already a Great Heaven master. I stayed away for business. I’ll return to the sect later. And, Martial Sister, you may not know, but those three—"

Ye Mo realized Jie Xun was about to reveal the Ni Luo Sutra's three pages. If she did, the nuns would attack him furiously.

Thinking quickly, Ye Mo yelled, “Jie Xun, you wretched woman! You wouldn't even spare your own sect's disciples. You killed Luo Yin and forced Luo Fei to jump off a cliff! You animal! They knew about your shady dealings, and you killed them!”

“Jie Xun, did you kill my disciples Luo Yin and Luo Xuan?” A pretty, middle-aged nun glared, drawing her sword and attacking Jie Xun.

Jie Xun cursed Ye Mo for interrupting. She parried the attack with her horsetail whisk and pointed at Ye Mo, “And you killed Qi Yulin from Kun Qian, didn’t you? The three scrolls of the Ni Luo Sutra are also on you, do you deny that?”

Ye Mo retreated to the stage's edge with Mu Xiaoyun, summoning countless sword rays from his flying sword to form a protective barrier. He also launched a volley of fireballs.

The warriors at the stage's edge were caught off guard. It happened too quickly.

But as soon as Ye Mo moved, two powerful fist winds blocked his path. He could dodge alone, but not with Mu Xiaoyun.

These were incredibly powerful fist winds—not even the attackers’ full strength. Ling Wushui and the Taiyi ancient martial artist had arrived, the latter appearing even stronger than Ling Wushui.

Ye Mo’s flying sword clashed with the fist winds.

Bang! The force shattered nearby rocks.

Ye Mo stood firm, while the two Great Heaven peak warriors staggered back two steps.

So strong! Ye Mo sighed. They were as strong as Chi Gathering peak cultivators. Without his Three Birth Chant, he couldn’t have stopped them at Chi Gathering stage seven, but even now, he couldn't gain the upper hand.

He was glad he hadn't gone to Taiyi upon arrival; it would have been suicide.

The difference between Great Heaven primary stage and Great Heaven peak was astounding! It shocked Ye Mo.

His opponents were even more shocked. They hadn't expected anyone to block both attacks simultaneously, almost gaining the upper hand. And this young man was protecting someone! They hadn't used their full power, but at least 70%.

The two exchanged a look and nodded. Ye Mo saw excitement in their eyes—they were interested in his cultivation.

More people arrived.

Nun Jie Xian ordered, “All disciples of Ci Hang Jin Mosque, return! Our priority is bringing Jie Xun back.”

“Martial Sister Jie Xian, we need you! Our three sects are allies!” The Taiyi Sect elder protested.

Jie Xian replied simply, “Our sect has a traitor. We must deal with that first.”

The Taiyi elder was speechless.

“You killed my nephew Yulin, little animal, die!” A Great Heaven master suddenly lunged, his sword aimed at Ye Mo with intense killing intent.

It was a sneak attack, the sword ray already above Ye Mo's head.

Ye Mo sneered, making no attempt to dodge. His flying sword vibrated, infused with his cultivation essence, transforming into a multi-meter-long white beam that sliced toward his opponent's sword.

A screeching sound echoed, followed by a vibrant red staining the sky.

A bisected body fell, followed by a rain of blood.

Ling Wushui’s face turned green. It happened so fast, he couldn't even save a fellow Great Heaven master.