441 - Senior Sister Is on Top

Just moments before, the surge of power from Tang Muxi had been truly terrifying, eradicating much of Mo's demonic energy with the immense force of her divine weapon. Fortunately, the Lotus Water Throne had absorbed some of the impact; otherwise, she would likely have perished. If this were to happen a few more times, even she would find it difficult to withstand. But unfortunately for Tang Muxi, Mo would not give her such a chance again. Mo coughed lightly, spitting out fragments of shattered demonic energy. Her internal organs had been critically damaged by the recent assault, with the heart, the most vital organ, losing its shape and transforming into a core that brimmed with vitality. Amused, Mo laughed, "You possess such power; truly impressive. Indeed, it could kill me, but you no longer have the opportunity." With her final words, countless souls once again surged into the Lotus Water Throne. After the recent onslaught of divine weapons, the throne was on the verge of disintegration. It was unimaginable that such a divine object, fortified by Mo's authority, had barely survived one strike from this person. But before the throne vanished completely, it retained one last bit of energy to release. "Souls as a sacrifice, the lotus throne as a conduit, Mo shall acquire divine power through a human vessel." Mo raised her hands to her chest, and the next moment, mysterious black thunder descended from the heavens, inscribing her body with indescribably eerie glyphs. Mo's aura grew increasingly intense. In mere moments, her strength surged, and the rich demonic energy, infused with the oppressive might of the Heavenly Dao, permeated every corner of her body, restoring her depleted power. Not only that, the abundant demonic energy even manifested as a pair of enormous black wings winding around her pale back. The veins were clear, the black feathers gleamed, giving her the appearance of a celestial being from afar. Sadly, beneath such beauty lay the fates of countless souls entangled in their cycles of reincarnation. Jiang Yin had never seen Mo in such a state; her gaze fell upon those demonic wings, eliciting a sense of profound horror. She must not let Mo recover. Absolutely not! With thoughts racing, she unhesitatingly drew upon all her strength, even tapping into the intricate demonic energy within her heart, channeling it into the Demon-sealing Blade as she charged at Mo at full speed. Tang Muxi followed closely behind, hurling a white bolt of lightning through the air, aiming to sever Mo's wings. But before the two could get close, the dark feathers fluttered slightly, summoning tens of thousands of vengeful spirits, engulfing them in a chaotic maelstrom of souls. The once valiant attacks lost their edge within the sea of spirits. Even the attackers were slowly corrupted by the spirits' resentment, their true energy stalling, their power solidifying, and their consciousness and senses all but lost amidst the wailing and grieving. It was as if everything in the world had returned to nothingness. Damn it! Tang Muxi hastily tried to activate the Soul Execution Disk to escape, but before she could act, a cold, detached voice spoke mockingly by her ear. "Too slow, too late!" The next instant, an overwhelming killing intent surged from all directions, like a mountain of blades and sea of flames, rendering any resistance futile. Tang Muxi's eyes widened, and she felt as though a giant blade had slashed her heart. This attack must be avoided at all costs! She immediately began to burn her vital essence, attempting to flee. But just as she was halfway, a long blade stabbed into her back. Chapter 252 Tang Muxi had faced Mo more than once, even after a millennium had passed, the scenes still fresh in her memory. She understood Mo's tactics well and believed that her divine weapon would definitely defeat her opponent. Alas, a thousand years had passed, and Mo was no longer the same rash warrior she once was. Over these years, Mo had sacrificed her body, returning to the earth, wrestling for control with the Heavenly Dao, and touching upon the world's primal forces while exploring the laws of the universe. Here, in this reborn world where the mortal realm had been destroyed, the pinnacle of cultivation was the Great Ascension—a step further required transcending the tribulation to ascend. However, after the divine realm's destruction tens of thousands of years ago, there was no longer any ascension. Only Xi Huang, blessed with divine power and blood, could still exert divine-level strength despite the mortal world's limitations. Mo did not possess a divine body, yet she had received guidance from the Heavenly Dao, inheriting the power of gods. After returning to the world, she rediscovered the path to transcend the tribulation and ascend, stealing true divine power and altering the laws of this world. This was her hidden trump card, enabling her to surpass the gods with an invisible form. Initially, she intended to use it as a final measure to suppress the Heavenly Dao after killing Xi Huang and seizing full control. But she had underestimated Xi Huang, whose awakened divine blood unleashed formidable power. Had it not been for the Lotus Water Throne’s support, she might have indeed fallen. No longer daring to underestimate her opponent, Mo unleashed her ultimate move, sacrificing the souls of the three realms, willing to pay any price to exterminate them! She saw Xi Huang being cut off from her senses by the vengeful spirits, her divine consciousness and power restricted. As Xi Huang tried to burn her blood essence to escape, Mo instinctively funneled all her strength, drawing upon the core demonic energy within her heart, and risked her life to deliver the strongest strike of her existence! In that instant, the sky darkened, clouds roiled, and lightning flashed. A golden light descended from the heavens; the Heavenly Dao was willing to shatter its own laws to forcibly intervene in this mortal struggle! "You truly cannot bear to lose her," Mo observed as a familiar spectral form descended from the sky, disregarding the cracked earth, rushing towards her, a self-mocking smile curling her lips. If only this person had offered Ice Lotus half as much genuine affection, Mo would have willingly stepped aside. But it never happened. Mo did not know what Ice Lotus truly was or what its status was in the divine realm to warrant such unreserved favoritism from the supreme deity. Could it be that it was... the Heavenly Dao of the divine realm? She would never have expected that her jest turned out to be spot on. Tang Muxi's true form was an Ice Lotus, containing the last trace of consciousness of the divine realm's Heavenly Dao. The vengeful spirits howled mournfully, their malevolent energy surged, seeming to corrode all that was pure and beautiful. Within the inky black fog, Mo brandished her long blade, eyes meeting the embodiment of the Heavenly Dao, as if they had returned to a time when it was just the two of them. She suddenly smiled, tenderly but silently saying something to her, unheard amidst the throng of wailing spirits. In the next moment, the silver chain around Mo’s bare ankle shattered, reappearing as a colossal rope, binding the Heavenly Dao! "Mo!" The Heavenly Dao cried out in a shocked fury, her eyes filled with unparalleled disbelief.