Chapter 613: Chapter 613: An Mo Crushes the Lock with One Hand

Teng Siyan’s expression finally became serious. He could feel the situation slipping beyond his control.

If Xuan Long truly broke free today, everything would collapse. His eyes narrowed dangerously.

Without hesitation, he activated his connection to the Beast Suppression Lock.

As the artifact’s master, he possessed the authority to directly command it. His hands formed several seals in rapid succession as spiritual energy surged through the crimson collar.

The next instant, a horrifying scream erupted across the battlefield.

A scream filled with unimaginable agony. The Beast Suppression Lock exploded with crimson light so intense that many people had to shield their eyes.

Invisible chains wrapped around Xuan Long’s soul.

The giant serpent’s body instantly trembled. Then his massive form crashed violently into the ground. The impact shook the entire area.

Yet even while enduring such torment, Xuan Long continued struggling. His tail lashed through the air wildly, smashing apart nearby structures and sending several Teng Clan elders flying. Blood sprayed from their mouths as they crashed into the ruins.

Teng Siyan’s face grew increasingly ugly.

"What is this monster made of?"

Even he could not hide his shock.

The Beast Suppression Lock should have already forced submission. It should have crushed resistance completely. Yet Xuan Long continued fighting.

The sheer strength of his will was enough to make even Teng Siyan uneasy.

Nearby, Xiao San stared at his father with wide eyes. Tears immediately rolled down the little cub’s cheeks.

"Father..."

His trembling voice was barely audible.

Watching the enormous serpent suffer like this felt as though someone were squeezing his tiny heart.

An Mo’s expression darkened slightly. Unlike the others, he knew exactly what the Beast Suppression Lock was doing. The artifact did far more than suppress strength.

It attacked a beast’s dignity.

Crushed their pride.

Destroyed their will.

Forced them to submit.

And Xuan Long would rather die than kneel.

Slowly crouching down, An Mo placed Xiao San onto the ground.

The little cub immediately grabbed his sleeve.

"Uncle..."

An Mo smiled. For once, the smile wasn’t arrogant or playful. It was unexpectedly gentle. Leaning closer, he whispered something into Xiao San’s ear.

The little cub’s eyes widened.

"But Uncle..."

"Shh."

An Mo lightly tapped his forehead.

"This is our secret."

Then his expression became serious.

"Go."

"Hurry."

"Don’t let anyone catch you."

After a brief hesitation, Xiao San nodded firmly.

The little cub immediately transformed into a tiny snake. His slender body slipped silently into the grass before vanishing completely from sight.

Only after confirming that Xiao San had escaped safely did An Mo finally stand.

The gentle smile disappeared. In its place remained only icy coldness.

Another agonized roar echoed from Xuan Long. An Mo slowly raised his head.

The next moment, two enormous white wings burst from his back. The sound of tearing air echoed throughout the battlefield as dazzling feathers unfolded beneath the sunlight.

The wings spread wide enough to cast a shadow over half the ruined place.

Countless eyes widened in shock.

Before anyone could react...

An Mo vanished. His figure shot into the sky like a streak of white lightning. The speed was so terrifying that most people could only see a blur.

Teng Siyan’s pupils instantly shrank. Every instinct in his body screamed danger.

"Stop him!"

His furious roar echoed across the battlefield.

"Quickly stop him!"

Several Teng Clan memberssoldiers immediately launched into the air. Unfortunately for them, they were far too slow.

An Mo glanced back over his shoulder before letting out a mocking laugh.

"You want to catch me?"

His lips curled upward.

"Dream on."

With another burst of speed, his figure accelerated once more, leaving the pursuing elders behind like stationary statues.

Far below, Hu Yan and Han Jue watched everything unfold.

Both men were heavily injured.

Blood soaked their fur and stained the ground beneath them.

The two tiger cubs remained pressed tightly against Hu Yan’s side, repeatedly licking the blood from his wounds.

Hu Yan’s heart softened.

Lowering his head, he gently licked their foreheads.

"It’s okay."

His voice was weak. Yet for the first time since the battle began, hope appeared in his eyes.

"Everything will be okay."

An Mo had returned.

Perhaps...

Their family might survive this disaster after all.

Meanwhile, Han Jue remained silent.

His expression was as cold as ever, but beneath his fur lay another suppressing artifact that had sealed most of his strength. At the moment, he could barely move.

His claws dug deeply into the earth. His eyes never left An Mo.

Finally, An Mo arrived before Xuan Long.

The giant emerald serpent continued thrashing violently. His eyes had nearly lost all reason.

The Beast Suppression Lock continued glowing around his neck, bathing everything in crimson light.

An Mo clicked his tongue.

"What an ugly thing."

Then he casually raised a hand. Brilliant golden light exploded from his palm. The moment Teng Siyan saw that golden radiance, his face changed dramatically.

"No!"

His furious scream echoed through the battlefield. But he was already too late.

An Mo’s palm landed directly on the Beast Suppression Lock. Golden energy surged into the collar. A faint cracking sound echoed.

Teng Siyan’s face instantly turned pale. Then another crack appeared and another.

The crimson runes began collapsing one after another as fractures spread across the surface of the artifact.

"No!"

Teng Siyan’s voice was filled with panic. Suddenly true fear appeared in his eyes. Then came the final explosion.

BOOM!

The Beast Suppression Lock shattered into countless fragments. Pieces of crimson metal scattered across the battlefield like broken glass.

Silence descended.

Even Xuan Long stopped struggling. Every eye was fixed upon the fragments scattered across the ground.

The legendary artifact that had controlled countless powerful beasts throughout history... Had been destroyed with a single hand.

An Mo calmly dusted off his sleeve as though he had done nothing remarkable.

Then he pushed aside Xuan Long’s enormous head and looked directly toward the frozen Teng Siyan.

A wicked grin slowly spread across his face. Mockery danced within his eyes.

"Old Hag."

He pointed lazily toward the shattered remains of the lock.

"See."

The grin widened further.

"Do you like my surprise?"

The entire Teng Clan stood rooted in place. Not a single person could find their voice.

Teng Siyan’s face alternated between green and white as disbelief, shock, and panic fought for dominance.

The Beast Suppression Lock... Had truly been destroyed.