Lin Mo wasn't unfamiliar with these three people; they were Tian Hao and two other Star Sea Level Early Stage disciples. The three stared coldly at Lin Mo, already somewhat displeased with him, and now seeing Lin Mo acquire a treasure, greed glimmered in their eyes.

"This Golden Principle Pearl was obtained by me; why should I give it to you?" Lin Mo squinted slightly, speaking coldly.

"Why? Because I can defeat you. If it weren't for Miss Luo Yi protecting you on the spaceship, I would have beaten you earlier," Tian Hao's eyes glowed with a sharp light, and his lips curled into a mocking smile.

As for killing Qiu Huo or being comparable to a Star System Level Expert, he didn't believe it at all. After speaking, Tian Hao's True Yuan surged out, covering his body and forming two blades on his arms like tangible weapons, reflecting a cold sheen, the cold energy piercing his skin to the bone. It seemed he practiced a special cultivation technique that allowed his True Yuan

to transform into weapons.

Swish! Two sharp beams exploded in Tian Hao's eyes; his foot stomped on the ground, and his figure lunged like a swift leopard, leaving behind a blurred afterimage as he charged directly at Lin Mo. Meanwhile, the two accompanying Star Sea Level Early Stage disciples also turned into two

afterimages, launching a surprise attack on Lin Mo from the left and right.

Even for a lion hunting a rabbit, full power is used. If one underestimates the enemy or becomes too arrogant, a setback is likely, a principle applicable both in the Cultivation World and in electronic sports.

"Scram!"

Lin Mo in mid-air shouted, simultaneously three purple afterimages burst from his body, transforming into three figures that blasted out a vigorous True Yuan, and the sound of three metallic clashes suddenly rang out.

The besieging trio, Tian Hao and the others, were instantly sent flying, crashing into the cliff wall beside them, their bodies embedded in it as spider-web-like cracks spread around.

Puff!

Tian Hao's face turned pale, a mouthful of fresh blood spurted out violently, and the other two were equally unwell, several bones shattered by True Yuan. Had Lin Mo not considered Luo Yi, he might not have held back and directly killed the three.

"Don't cause trouble again!" Lin Mo glanced at Tian Hao and said indifferently. Tian Hao stared at Lin Mo, a trace of fear hidden in the depths of his eyes, along with more shame and anger. He never believed Lin Mo could defeat a Star System Level Expert, yet the strength Lin Mo displayed now deeply impressed

him.

This kind of strength indeed has the capital to confront Star System Level Experts head-on.

"Oh, people from the Refining God Pavilion are actually fighting among themselves?"

Just as Lin Mo was about to leave to search for treasures again, a faint voice echoed in the vacant valley, and then three black-robed figures appeared in the air, looking down at Lin Mo, Tian Hao, and others below. "Netherworld Sect people?" Lin Mo furrowed his brows; the black robes with strange Netherworld Seal on them clearly identified them as Netherworld Sect, led by a young man, Star Sea Level High-class Realm, with much stronger True Yuan than Tian Hao.

"Li Jing." Tian Hao looked up at the proud young man in the air, his eyes slightly narrowing, then flashed a cunning look, saying, "Lin Tanyu, the Golden Principle Pearl is yours; I'm not competing with you. Next time you won't be this lucky!"

After saying this, Tian Hao instantly flew into the air with his two lackeys, ready to leave.

This statement, however, made Lin Mo's eyes flash with a murderous intent; Tian Hao's words were a sinister plot aimed at causing him trouble. Sure enough, hearing the words 'Golden Principle Pearl,' a brilliant spirit burst in Li Jing's eyes, which then squinted slightly, looking at Lin Mo with a mocking expression, he said, "Oh, so you're Lin Tanyu, the one who killed the Golden Scale Clan's Qiu Huo's group... Do you know that the Golden Scale Clan is subordinate to my Netherworld Sect? You destroyed Qiu Huo, which is like slapping my Netherworld Sect's face. However, I now give you a chance to redeem yourself; hand over the Golden Principle Pearl, and I'll spare your life."

"Just with you?" Lin Mo was thoroughly furious, his body emanating a strong killing intent. After saying this, he punched towards the young man in the air, True Yuan gathering into a Punch Mark, cold energy pervading.

Li Jing's face slightly changed as he felt the power of this True Yuan, hurriedly condensing a Dharma Seal, with a complex and eerie purple circle appearing before him, a fierce serpent roaring menacingly, blocking Lin Mo's Punch Mark. "If you really killed Qiu Huo, I'm curious to see what abilities you have!" Li Jing squinted, he himself had the cultivation of Star Sea Level High, and was a Netherworld Pattern Master; with his strength, he could hold Qiu Huo to a draw, but killing him would still be significantly challenging.

Lin Mo was momentarily stunned, not expecting Li Jing to easily block his attack; ordinary Star Sea Level high would not possess such strength, it seemed Li Jing was indeed among the elites in the Netherworld Sect.

Purple Shadow Holy Fist!

Lin Mo didn't want to waste time with Li Jing, his body spread out into purple afterimages, directly unleashing boundary-level Fist Skills; although not containing the Power of Laws, it was after all boundary-level martial arts, how could ordinary Star Sea Level High withstand it.

The purple circle condensing in front of Li Jing suffered three punches and completely shattered and dissipated, causing Li Jing's expression to drastically change.

"Sky Qi Dharma Palm!" Li Jing immediately retreated, his palms condensed Dharma Seals, strands of purple light gathering into his hands, and then lightly thrust out, a huge purple Handprint containing profound transformations formed, directly shot towards Lin Mo.

Fourth punch! Facing the pressing Handprint, Lin Mo's expression remained firm, and he punched fiercely, directly shattering the True Yuan Handprint, then leapt to stand before Li Jing, who never expected his Dharma Palm couldn't stop Lin Mo, shouting, "I'm

the son of the Netherworld Sect Leader, Li Ling, you're daring..."

"What wouldn't I dare?" Lin Mo smiled wickedly, punching Li Jing's chest hard, the vigorous True Yuan pouring into the latter's body, causing Li Jing to instantly fly backwards, wildly spurting a few mouthfuls of glaring fresh blood.

The two Netherworld Sect disciples following Li Jing saw this, their faces drastically changing, shouting angrily at Lin Mo: "Little beast, this is the Sect Leader's eldest son, how dare you..."

"What are you two but worthless!" Lin Mo's eyes chilled, his hand lightly waved, two sharp lights flickered past, and the two heads flew off.

Tian Hao and others in mid-air were already terrified, not expecting Lin Mo to even dare kill Netherworld Sect people and injury Li Jing... Lin Mo reached out his hand, his palm burst with a suction force, abruptly seizing the Space Ring from Li Jing's finger, then turned his head towards Tian Hao and others, saying indifferently: "This time in consideration of Miss Luo Yi, I'll spare you."