In the direction of West City, Shu Province, outside a riverside villa surrounded by picturesque scenery, several dozen stern-faced bodyguards stood guard.
"Master Zhang brought back a beautiful woman? Really nice indeed. If Master Zhang gets tired of her, it wouldn't hurt to let me have some fun..." One bodyguard displayed a lecherous look, revealing a sleazy smile on his face.
His companion ridiculed with a cold laugh, "Come on, with our strength, dream on about sleeping with her. Find another life! Stop talking nonsense. Be careful, if Master Zhang gets annoyed, we might end up losing our heads."
Just as his companion finished speaking, he suddenly noticed something strange about his friend.
"Alon, what's wrong with you?" He pushed his colleague, and suddenly like collapsing building blocks, his friend fell to the ground, eyes wide open, already dead.
"What happened here?" He exclaimed, his face turning pale with shock.
At that moment, his sight captured a young man and a woman. The young man was tall and slender, with a cold expression and strikingly handsome features, appearing as if he walked straight out of a manga.
The young woman next to him had a chilly charisma, holding a two-foot-long Nine Heavens Sword that emitted an aura of otherworldliness. Yet, Yingzi's expression was icy cold, like the perennially unmelting snow of the Himalayas.
"Who... who are you?" The bodyguard's voice trembled, and then, feeling his waist for his service pistol, he finally mustered up the courage to speak.
Lin Mo's Divine Sense enveloped the entire villa. Having overheard their conversation, he had just executed one of the bodyguards. No one could escape!
Before the bodyguard could finish speaking, Yingzi's long sword swept through the void. A streak of white sword light traveled over ten meters, severing his head, blood gushing like a fountain.
The commotion instantly awakened the other bodyguards, who ran over with pistols drawn, firing directly at Lin Mo and Yingzi.
"Bang, bang, bang!"
The sound of gunfire shattered the tranquility of the villa.
However, the bullets fired at them were all stopped by the Gang Qi Lin Mo released around him, suspended in mid-air.
"How could this be?" The other bodyguards showed disbelieving looks, shocked and terrified, knowing that the guns they carried were capable of killing Martial Arts Masters.
Lin Mo shook slightly, and the dozens of copper-colored bullets encircling him shot back, piercing through more than a dozen bodyguards instantly, leaving them dead in the courtyard.
"Who dares to be so presumptuous on my territory, tired of living?" Suddenly, a sharp shout rang out, and a figure in a white robe leaped out from the villa.
The newcomer was a tall young man in his early twenties, with long hair and a lean, gaunt face, his narrow eyes giving him a sleazy and sinister appearance.
"Are you Master Zhang?" Lin Mo looked at him with an indifferent expression, slightly furrowing his brow.
"I am indeed Master Zhang. You invade my villa, kill my people, do you have a death wish?" The man in the white robe spoke fiercely.
"Aren't you helping the Qu Family to find me? Now I'm in front of you, and you don't recognize me?" Lin Mo sneered.
The man in the white robe's face suddenly changed. He had only seen photos of Lin Mo; this handsome and youthful individual before him did not immediately ring a bell. On closer inspection, however, he realized that the person before him did indeed bear similarities to the Lin Mo in the photos.
"Y-you are Lin Mo?"
The man in the white robe turned pale, not expecting Lin Mo to appear far stronger than he had imagined.
"So, you are Mr. Lin, indeed. I am at your service, Master Zhang," he said, finally recognizing Lin Mo.
The man in the white robe turned his eyes around in a circle but immediately clasped his hands and said respectfully.
Lin Mo looked at him and said indifferently, "Weren't you supposed to help the Qu Family kill me? Why are you so respectful towards me now?"
"Mr. Lin, I'm actually just following orders. It's the Qu Family that wants your head. Mr. Lin, do we really need to start a major conflict?" Master Zhang's lips curled slightly upwards as he spoke in a slightly heavy voice.
Lin Mo glanced at him, his tone cold: "If you had known this would happen, why did you do it in the first place?"
"Mr. Lin, do you really want to fight to the death with me? Although I was able to gauge Mr. Lin's strength from the murderous aura on your body just now when you killed my men, if Mr. Lin insists on taking this matter to heart, I, Master Zhang, am not afraid of you!"
After speaking, Master Zhang snorted coldly, and his aura burst forth, swirling around him like thunder, giving off a strong sense of oppression.
"A Peak Martial Emperor?" Lin Mo looked at him indifferently.
Master Zhang didn't expect that Lin Mo could so easily perceive his cultivation level and said solemnly, "Since Mr. Lin already knows I am a Peak Martial Emperor, then Mr. Lin should..."
"Enough!"
Lin Mo said coldly, throwing a punch that pierced through Master Zhang's shoulder blade, sending him flying backward ten meters, and crashing to the ground, blood spilling from his mouth.
"You..." Master Zhang's eyes widened, not expecting Lin Mo to be so powerful that a single punch could injure him.
"Given your attire, you must be from the Hidden Sect. I told those people from the Hidden Sect before, if they dare to bother me again, I wouldn't mind wiping them all out!" Lin Mo said with an icy look.
"The Hidden Sect?"
Master Zhang paused, a cold, bloody smile on his lips: "Lin Mo, do not be too arrogant. The trash from the Hidden Sect can hardly be compared with us from the Inner Sect."
"The Inner Sect?" Lin Mo was somewhat surprised, "What do you mean, there's a higher level of Martial Arts World above the Hidden Sect?"
"Of course!" Master Zhang snorted coldly, his face showing a hint of pride: "Let me tell you the truth, above the Hidden Sect, there are the Inner Sect, the Heavenly Sect, and even... it is said there are Immortal Cultivation Sects!"
"Oh?" Hearing this, Lin Mo's eyes slightly raised, no wonder some cities, though not as developed as the Imperial City, constantly had Martial Arts Masters emerging. It seemed to be related to the Inner Sect, the Heavenly Sect, and even potentially the Immortal Cultivation Sects.
Lin Mo was only slightly surprised by the Inner Sect and Heavenly Sect, but the existence of Immortal Cultivation Sects on Earth was beyond his expectations.
Seeing Lin Mo lost in thought, Master Zhang immediately sneered repeatedly: "Lin Mo, are you scared? I'm telling you, both my master and I are from the Inner Sect, a place teeming with experts. If you know what's good for you, you will let me go now, otherwise, you are making an enemy out of not just my master but also the powerful Sects of the Inner Sect!"
Lin Mo glanced indifferently at Master Zhang, who was kneeling on the ground, and said coolly: "Yingzi, kill him!"
"You... you can't kill me, my master won't let you off!" Fear immediately appeared on Master Zhang's face.
Yingzi looked at Master Zhang, her eyes also cold, and then with a flick of the Nine Heavens Sword in her hand, the tip of the sword bloomed like a splendid lotus. Master Zhang closed his eyes, as pale as a sheet.
However, just at that moment, a white halo emanated from Master Zhang's body, blocking the sword light and even making Yingzi retreat several steps before she stopped.
"A Protective Spiritual Treasure?" Lin Mo's eyes narrowed slightly, and then with a gesture towards the void, a formless claw mark directly shattered the white protective shield, and a punch landed on Master Zhang's chest.
Master Zhang had not even entered the realm of Half-step Martial God; in front of Lin Mo, he had no power to resist.
Being punched, he was sent flying, his internal organs all shattered, and fresh blood leaked from the corner of his mouth.
But this was still not enough for Lin Mo who promptly formed hand seals single-handedly, directly trapping Master Zhang's soul, and said coldly: "Since you don't want to die so easily, fine. I will burn your soul with Mutant Fire, turning it to ashes and smoke, leaving you no chance for rebirth."