Invincible Immortal Cultivator in the City
Chapter 416 - 415: Victory in One Move

Chapter 416: Chapter 415: Victory in One Move

Over the past five years, how many have sought to emulate Lin Hao?

Which young person doesn’t dream of a dramatic reversal, to use the Refining God Realm to dominate Sky-breaking Experts?

That battle of Lin Hao’s day granted all these people a new world to aspire to.

To refine and transform Primordial Stones into power, one could temporarily elevate their own cultivation even without practicing.

Everyone knew of this method, but few could truly master it; even the righteous sects labeled it as heretical and looked down upon such cultivators.

Still, a number of people, through chance or coincidence, came to grasp the knack of enhancing their abilities by refining Primordial Stones.

Though there were variations, Mo Changfeng had become the undisputed top figure over the past two years, respected by his peers.

Unexpectedly today, he encountered someone whose speed of refining Primordial Stones was several times faster than his and whose skill in storing Primordial Power was even more profound than Mo Changfeng’s!

Unbearable!

"Dragon Slayer Technique, second move—Reverse Spiral Slash!"

Seeing the strength radiating from Lin Hao growing stronger, Mo Changfeng dared not wait any longer. He roared furiously, shooting skyward with his long sword flashing brightly. Unmatched power burst out from Mo Changfeng in an instant.

So powerful!

Earlier, when Mo Changfeng gathered Primordial Power, his strength had skyrocketed from the pinnacle of the Returning to Truth Realm to the Sixth Layer Heaven of the Refining God Realm. Now, before his sword strike had even been released, the power contained within the blade was infinitely close to an attack from a Sky-breaking Realm cultivator!

"Kid, prepare to die! Let me tell you, our big brother is the man destined to surpass Lin Hao! What do you think you are, thinking you can win against our big brother just because your cultivation is slightly higher!"

"Wait a bit, and taste what being severed from head to toe feels like!"

Mo Changchun and Mo Changlei had already retreated to the side, looking at Lin Hao’s position and sneering repeatedly.

But, Lin Hao did not respond.

This person before him indeed possessed great strength; Lin Hao had yet to encounter such a person on Earth.

His power didn’t lie in the force of his attacks—after all, that was nothing more than infinitely close to a Sky-breaking Realm cultivator.

His true strength was that, after enhancing his power through the Primordial Stones, his techniques brought his strength up by a significant margin.

This Dragon Slayer Technique was no ordinary skill.

However, Lin Hao no longer had time to think it over. Mo Changfeng’s earth-splitting slash was already whistling towards him from afar!

"Whoosh!"

More Sword Energy!

Transforming power into energy, wounding others with it—even a hundred steps apart, one could be instantly slashed into pieces.

In an instant, Lin Hao felt as if the entire world was filled with crisscrossing Sword Energy, uncompromisingly as cold as ice and swift as lightning.

There was no escape, and nowhere to run.

He could only block it forcefully!

"Break!"

In a blink, Lin Hao roared, releasing his Primordial Qi outward and madly rotating the Ancient Swallowing Heaven Technique, unleashing a formidable force from his fist, directly against Mo Changfeng’s Sword Energy!

"Trying to block my sword with your fist? You must be a complete fool! It’s a shame that you’ve managed to copy Lin Hao’s Qi Cultivation Technique so closely, only to be a fool!"

Suspended in mid-air, Mo Changfeng unleashed his sword strike that descended from the heavens. Seeing Lin Hao attempt to block it with his fist, he could not help but let out a cold laugh.

"Boom!"

Almost simultaneously, Lin Hao’s fist collided with Mo Changfeng’s Sword Energy, and with a thunderous roar, mountains crumbled and the earth shook.

It was as if a severe earthquake had struck, opening up a foot-wide trench from the ground beneath Lin Hao’s feet.

Rocks flew about, the ground trembled, and both Mo Changchun and Mo Changlei were unsteady on their feet, stumbling backward.

"How is this possible!"

"He actually blocked Big Brother’s strike!"

As the two steadied themselves and looked up again, they couldn’t help but cry out in shock.

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The ground ahead was filled with cracks, and the surface was all debris, as if it had been plowed.

But Lin Hao was safe and sound, and even stood leisurely in front.

The strength of Mo Changfeng’s strike was something both men were acutely aware of; even a Sky-breaking Expert would not be able to fend it off easily, right?

Yet this youth before them had caught the attack with ease?

"Could my eyes be deceiving me?"

"Big brother, did we lose?!"

The two exchanged glances, then turned to look toward Mo Changfeng.

At this very moment, Mo Changfeng’s condition was the complete opposite of Lin Hao’s.

Lin Hao, who had faced the attack head-on, was at ease, without a single injury.

However, Mo Changfeng was panting heavily, as though he was an ordinary person who had just run three thousand meters at full speed, looking pale and feeble, exhausted as a dog.

"Brother!"

"Big brother!"

Mo Changchun and Mo Changlei were shocked and rushed forward.

"Run, run now!"

Mo Changfeng was greatly horrified at this moment; he had never imagined that Lin Hao could not only block his blade with his fist but was also completely unharmed.

At this moment, other than shock, Mo Changfeng felt fear: "Run fast, I will hold him off. Remember, leave this place and go back, never come to Resurrection Island again!"

Here, it’s like a jungle, the survival of the fittest, dominate or be dominated, and life could be lost at any moment.

Mo Changfeng’s move just now was too strong; with his Returning to Truth Realm cultivation, he couldn’t sustain it. Even with a large amount of Primordial Stones refined, the strike drained his body of its power due to the Combat Skill.

At this moment, Mo Changfeng’s body was truly hollowed out, and it was impossible for him to fight another battle with Lin Hao.

He forcibly pulled Mo Changchun and Mo Changlei behind him: "Run fast, I’ll hold him off!"

"Brother! If we run, what will you do?"

"We won’t leave! The three of us have gone through so many perils to get where we are today! You go first, brother! We’ll hold him off for you, and in the future, you will surely complete the Divine Technique. Then, you can avenge us!"

Mo Changchun and Mo Changlei were aware of Mo Changfeng’s condition, but they were not afraid and even protected Mo Changfeng behind them.

"Are you guys crazy! You’re no match for him, get out of here! Don’t let me die in vain!" Mo Changfeng gasped for air, holding the knife, his gaze inevitably falling on Lin Hao.

He had lost, and it was a complete defeat.

A single move failed to kill his opponent, but was easily neutralized by the opponent, while he himself was drained of all strength to retaliate.

Mo Changfeng couldn’t believe that Lin Hao would let them go; after all, if the roles were reversed, he would definitely eliminate the threat.

After all, it’s a common understanding that the killer will always face retribution, and this was something Mo Changfeng understood.

But none of the three were willing to leave first, and they actually started to argue.

Such sentimentally attached individuals indeed.

Lin Hao stood aside, watching the three, a hint of appreciation in his expression, and waved his hand: "Alright, no need to argue, I won’t kill you."

What?

In an instant, all three Mo siblings turned their heads to look at Lin Hao.

Not kill?

How could that be?

During the confrontation just now, the three of them had fought to kill; if Lin Hao had not been quick and powerful, he would have been killed by the three.

And now Lin Hao was not going to kill them?

"What...what do you mean?" In this life-or-death situation, had they actually encountered a saint?

Mo Changfeng didn’t believe it.

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