A crystal tear rolled from her eye before the eyeball itself emerged.
"Ah!"
Yang Gongting let out a long roar to the heavens, flicked his sleeve, and the smoke instantly dispersed. Shen Xiuzhu's graceful figure flew out from the black mist and fell to the ground.
Shen Xiuzhu rolled a few times on the ground, coughing incessantly as her suffocation eased.
Mo Qi nodded smugly, thinking, "It seems I've saved someone with my silver tongue!"
"Am I that capable?"
"From now on, I won't need to use my magic or my hands. I'll solve everything with my mouth. How much easier would that be!"
Unexpectedly, Yang Gongting suddenly glared at Mo Qi with murderous intent. "You're the one who deserves to die! It was you who brought in that broken spirit stone, which is why I've become like this."
"Can we be reasonable? First, I told them they weren't capable, but they didn't believe me and insisted on trying. What does that have to do with me? Second, even without the spirit stone, your outcome wouldn't change; it would only be a matter of a day sooner or later," Mo Qi said, a little indignantly.
Han Tong'er fanned the flames, saying, "I also think he deserves to die. Why don't we both join forces and kill him?"
"You think too highly of him. Does a piece of trash like him require two people to kill? I can kill him myself," Yang Gongting declared.
"Alas," Mo Qi sighed. "My previous sophistry, no, my previous reasoning wasn't because I was afraid of you. I just didn't want to bear a groundless accusation. If I hadn't spoken up, would you really think you could do as you pleased?"
"You're right. Now I can do as I please, including taking your life," Yang Gongting said menacingly.
As he spoke, he again braced himself on the ground, and a surge of black spiritual energy flowed into the earth.
Beneath Mo Qi's feet, a rumbling sound suddenly erupted.
Mo Qi instinctively leaped away.
Countless black threads, like branches, shot out from the ground, coiling towards Mo Qi's legs.
Mo Qi twisted his body, changing to an upside-down position, and a Xuanyuan Sword was already in his hand.
The Xuanyuan Sword danced, its sharp arrow energy piercing the heavens and earth, radiating a chilling light.
Figures darted like shuttles, and light energies flashed.
The black mist gradually spread and then condensed, seeming to enclose Mo Qi.
Mo Qi had seen how Yang Gongting dealt with Shen Xiuzhu, and while Yang Gongting was dealing with Shen Xiuzhu, he had been contemplating countermeasures.
At this moment, he summoned the Pangu Banner. He unfurled it in the air, and a mass of black energy surged forth, like a river bursting its banks, roaring and surging with immense power.
With a single swirl, it disrupted the winding black branches, turning them into dense black mist.
The two masses of black energy mingled but refused to yield. The black mist seemed to have a life of its own, surging forward and backward, flipping and tumbling. At one moment, they transformed into two animals tearing at each other; at another, they became two torrents crashing into each other.
Mo Qi seized the opportunity to fly out. He drew an arc with his hands in front of his chest, and a ripple appeared, within which rows of arrow light were aligned.
Mo Qi pointed his finger, and streaks of arrow energy whistled out, striking Yang Gongting opposite him.
The streaks of arrow energy flew side by side, connecting heaven and earth, forming an impenetrable barrier. As a whole, it resembled a supreme arrow connecting the celestial palace to the underworld, capable of looking down on the world and sweeping away all living beings.
Within the ripples in front of Mo Qi, new arrows continuously appeared as the previous volley was fired, also arranged neatly side by side.
Yang Gongting's expression changed slightly. He had not expected Mo Qi to be able to simultaneously fend off his black branch sword energy attack and launch a new offensive against him.
This alone was enough to prove that his cultivation was no less than his own.
He had to re-examine Mo Qi. This stranger who had suddenly appeared in the clan was definitely not an ordinary person, and his arrival here was certainly not a mere passing by.
The surrounding residents of the Inner World also looked at Mo Qi with newfound respect.
Before this, people had already realized they had underestimated Mo Qi.
He could use spirit stones to help those afflicted by restrictions, but others holding the same spirit stones could not.
This was enough to show that he possessed extraordinary talent in certain aspects.
But only in certain aspects.
And at this very moment, they realized that their understanding was still incomplete, and they had severely underestimated Mo Qi's strength, and it was a comprehensive underestimation.
Yang Gongting let out a loud roar, and suddenly slammed his other hand onto the ground. With a deafening boom, a large pit appeared in the ground, dust flying and lingering for a long time.
In front of the pit, dense black threads shot up from the ground, forming a solid barrier that protected him.
The streaks of arrow energy broke through the air and, as expected, struck the black barrier. A continuous series of clattering sounds was heard.
The white light energy struck the black energy wall, causing it to dent everywhere. Black debris flew out, scattering in all directions.
A continuous series of hissing sounds was heard. As the debris landed on the ground, it created small holes everywhere, and wisps of green smoke rose, like smoke from a furnace fire.
The white light energy also exploded, like flowers blooming on the surface of a black lake, one after another, incredibly brilliant.
The white light energy continuously exploded on the surface of the energy wall, causing the dents in the black energy wall to grow larger and larger.
The entire light energy wall formed by the black threads was riddled with holes and appeared on the verge of collapse.
Yang Gongting continuously channeled his spiritual power, constantly filling the holes, but it was unsustainable, and the speed of collapse became increasingly apparent.
Yang Gongting gradually felt the pressure mounting, like a flood breaking through a dam, surging towards him with overwhelming force.
And the floods came wave after wave, each more violent than the last, causing his internal blood and qi to surge, almost crushing his entire body.
Finally, at a certain moment, he felt he could no longer withstand the pressure and could not hold on any longer. He retreated sharply.
The energy wall collapsed in an instant, and the white arrow light took the opportunity to charge forward, striking Yang Gongting.
Yang Gongting's body churned, and he almost fainted. He had to force himself to calm down. After retreating a certain distance to dissipate some of the impact, he quickly formed a hand seal, and another black barrier appeared in front of him, suspended in the air. It was disc-shaped and rotated like a windmill, unleashing a fierce gust of wind and waves.
A violent hurricane blew, and the white light arrows, arriving side by side, suddenly froze in mid-air. After a brief stalemate, they flew back, heading towards Mo Qi.
Judging by the situation, Mo Qi was lifting a rock only to drop it on his own foot.
Mo Qi's face showed a look of terror, while Yang Gongting burst into laughter. "I admit I underestimated you at first, but only at first. You have no idea where my strength peaks. I've only just transformed, and my understanding of my own power is still incomplete. I need to continuously understand it, and in this process, my cultivation will constantly improve. Therefore, if you couldn't defeat me at the beginning, you'll be even more powerless against my ever-growing strength later on. The further it goes, the more terrified you'll become, hahaha..."
"Really?" Mo Qi looked at him coldly, his eyes filled with resolute determination.
By this time, the black mist surrounding Mo Qi had already been dissolved by the Pangu Banner.
When Mo Qi launched his counterattack with the Heaven Bow and Earth Arrows, Yang Gongting had already lost his spiritual energy support for the black mist, which had become a scattered mess. With a gentle push from the Pangu Banner, the black mist was completely dissolved.
"What you don't know is that I also have infinite potential to be developed. Not to mention anything else, I haven't even used up all my magical treasures," Mo Qi said calmly.
"You're bragging without a draft," Yang Gongting sneered. "Fighting isn't won by bragging, but your boasting has angered me, successfully angered me."
Yang Gongting suddenly roared, and worm-like lines emerged from his body, slithering and wriggling into the windmill emitting dense black energy.
The windmill instantly expanded dozens of times, almost reaching heaven and earth.
The heaven-and-earth-reaching windmill spun even faster, emitting a whirring sound.
It sounded like the roar of floods and the wail of the earth, making people's hearts palpitate with fear.
The surrounding people's expressions changed in unison: "Can this be stopped by human strength?"
People instinctively retreated to a distance.
Han Tong'er smiled and nodded, "Good, good. You have about seven or eight-tenths of my style."
Murong Yanran looked at Mo Qi with concern, her hands sweating. She held the Heaven-Turning Seal, ready to strike with it if the situation turned for the worse.
At this moment, Mo Qi's expression remained unchanged, and he said calmly, "Let me show you a glimpse of my magical treasure lineup."
As he spoke, Mo Qi first summoned the Qiankun Circle and placed the Fire Demon on it.
The Qiankun Circle rapidly grew larger and smashed towards the windmill. The Qiankun Circle spun swiftly, also emitting a whirring sound, drawing the airflow of the surrounding space and even the entire space into its rotation.
It was as if a scale was suspended between heaven and earth, swaying with the weight of the bob.
At the edge of the Qiankun Circle, due to rapid friction with the air, fire ignited, intertwining with the sound of the Fire Demon within the Qiankun Circle. Instead of any brilliance, there was only a despair that dared not be gazed upon.
The people fleeing in the distance swayed, and some stumbled and fell.
Some people, while running, looked back. Seeing this scene, they couldn't help but sigh, "Indeed, they've met their match. One doesn't take on a difficult task without the necessary skill!"
Yang Gongting's expression changed slightly, then a smile appeared at the corner of his mouth. "Interesting."
As he spoke, he pointed his finger, and more worm-like black lines flew from his hand.
The entire windmill expanded further, the black energy became denser, and it spread out in all directions.
The windmill's rotation created huge waves, like countless flood dragons emerging from the sea, roaring and pouncing towards Mo Qi.
Mo Qi smiled coldly, "There's more that's interesting."
As he spoke, Mo Qi summoned the Donghuang Bell and threw it out, placing the little blood man on top of the Donghuang Bell.
The Donghuang Bell also spun rapidly, its humming sound like the thunder of creation. As the sound waves surged forward, visible vortices appeared in the air.