Whiz, whiz! Two purple giant swords sliced through the sky, issuing a sharp whistling sound, accompanied by fierce sword qi, descending from the heavens in a burst toward Lin Mo. These two giant swords were transformed from Netherworld Pattern talismans, but their quality already rivaled Star Sea Level High

magic treasures, with immense and unparalleled power.

Clang!

Lin Mo gripped the Xuanyuan Sword as True Yuan surged from within, pouring forth. Two sword lights collided with the swiftly approaching purple giant swords, emitting a crisp sound of metal clashing, with Lin Mo once again fending off the assault of the two purple giant swords. Meanwhile, Zhou Xinyue, who had retreated to a distant rocky mountain peak, was extremely anxious at the moment. Judging from the current situation, it seemed Lin Mo was at a disadvantage, as Li Ling was a middle-tier Star System Level expert, just a step away from high-tier, and moreover held the identity of a Netherworld Pattern Master, meaning her true strength far exceeded Luo Hong's. "If this continues, no matter how abundant my True Yuan is, I'll probably be exhausted by him." Lin Mo gritted his teeth, brow tightly knit, as he condensed twelve Star Powers, with True Yuan comparable to a Star System Level expert. However, such double or even triple consumption was too overwhelming, especially given the space around was sealed, unable to absorb spiritual energy for timely replenishment, creating a sense of insufficient resources.

This way, as time passed, the True Yuan within him would inevitably be depleted.

"Heh heh, with the Sect Leader intervening, Lin Tanyu is doomed this time!"

"Did he think that by agreeing to Luo Hong's Klaka Star System nobody could handle him? Ignorant."

"After killing Lin Tanyu, our Netherworld Sect will likely become the dominant force in the Klaka Star System..."

The Netherworld Sect disciples who followed Li Ling were standing afar in the air, gazing with a mocking expression at Lin Mo, who was desperately holding on. Clearly, in their view, Lin Mo was already a spent force. "Lin Tanyu, hand over the Boundary-level Martial Arts and all the treasures on you, and maybe I'll let you die swiftly, otherwise... I'll torture you endlessly before killing you." Li Ling's gaze emanated a chilling cold that cut to the bone, and she shouted coldly.

"Li Ling, if you want my treasures, kill me first, if you dare." Lin Mo snorted coldly, then freed his left hand, purple aura swirling around his arm, slowly condensing into an ancient and mysterious purple

symbol in the air.

Seeing this scene, the Netherworld Sect disciples who initially wore mocking expressions suddenly changed their expressions, staring wide-eyed at the ancient and mysterious purple symbol in the air, as this symbol was too familiar to them.

Even Li Ling was stunned on the spot, forgetting to urge the purple giant sword to attack, her gaze carrying a hint of shock as she stared at the purple symbol that was gradually forming in space.

"Sealing Skill!" Lin Mo shouted, and the ancient purple symbol abruptly exploded, causing space to ripple with layers of pale purple, and the entire space seemed to undergo a wondrous transformation. This change made the mire of force Lin Mo felt weaken slightly. Of course, since his Sealing Skill was only cultivated to the First Level, he couldn't fully break Li Ling's Sealing Skill, but in this way, it diminished the power of Li Ling's Sealing Skill

by a few degrees.

"You, how can you know Netherworld Pattern Technique? Are you also a Netherworld Pattern Master?" Li Ling's eyes widened like copper bells, shouting.

"What if I am?"

Lin Mo's expression was indifferent, as the Xuanyuan Sword in his hand felt the mire of force weakening once more. He slashed out a dazzling sword light, directly cleaving toward Li Ling.

"Go!"

Li Ling, recovering from shock, immediately manipulated the two purple giant swords to meet the attack head-on, eliciting a series of soul-stirring iron clangs.

Li Ling knew that Lin Mo had never shown the power of a Netherworld Pattern Master, at least not during the treasure struggle on Wuta Star when she wounded Lin Mo, as she hadn't sensed any fluctuation of Netherworld Pattern Power then.

Thus, there was only one reason now; Lin Mo had become a Netherworld Pattern Master in three years and had taken the Sealing Skill Secret Manual from Luo Hong. He then cultivated his Netherworld Sect's Sealing Skill. In the short span of a month from Luo Hong's defeat to Lin Mo performing the Sealing Skill, to cultivate the Sealing Skill within a month, such talent and comprehension ability truly left her aghast, as it had taken her three years to barely cultivate the First Level of the Sealing Skill.

"There's probably some secret in this boy's possession I don't know about, and if I get my hands on it, breaking through to Star Domain Level won't be difficult." Li Ling slightly squinted, her pupils teeming with glimmers of greed. To defeat a middle-tier Star System Level expert with Star Sea Level High, no one would believe a person like that had no heavy treasures or trump cards. Avenging her son was one thing, but more importantly, killing Lin Mo to seize the treasures he owned was of utmost importance." Ten Directions Purple Light!" Li Ling gritted her teeth, suddenly taking out eight purple talismans, then flung them as they transformed into purple flames in the air, then condensed into one purple giant sword after another. In addition to the previous two giant swords, there were now

ten giant swords in total. Such intricate carvings on the purple talismans consumed considerable Netherworld Pattern Power, requiring a long time to nurture after use. Had she not wished to swiftly resolve Lin Mo, Li Ling wouldn't have sacrificed them all at once.

Swoosh, swoosh, swoosh, swoosh, swoosh, swoosh...

In an instant, the floating purple giant swords in the air suddenly transformed into streaks of purple meteors, converging toward Lin Mo with sharp whistling sounds. "Blood Demon Vine!" Lin Mo's gaze shimmered with resolute determination, though his heart skipped a beat. Although Li Ling was strong, wanting to detain or kill him was utterly impossible, yet the sense of life-and-death threat grew increasingly intense. Just as the ten purple giant swords shot fiercely toward him, ten eerie, dark red tendrils suddenly erupted from Lin Mo's body surface, each dark red vine as thick as an arm and hundreds of meters long, writhing crazily to envelop all

ten of the rapidly shooting purple giant swords. "Hmm, do you think such a means can fend off my attack?" Seeing this, Li Ling frowned slightly, coldly snorted, as the purple light on the purple giant swords suddenly surged, causing the vines wrapping the purple giant swords to emit cracking sounds, seemingly about to

break apart.

"Purple Shadow Holy Fist!"

Taking the opportunity, Lin Mo's True Yuan within surged madly, converging in his right fist, as his body transformed into a purple meteor. In an instant, he appeared before Li Ling, his purple punch mark fiercely bombarding Li Ling's chest.

A surge of violent, icy True Yuan instantly flooded Li Ling's body, her complexion paled, spewing out a mouthful of blood, her body directly flying backward. "Your Space Ring, I'll take it!" Lin Mo's eyes lit up, as spiritual energy, like a sword, directly swept over a Space Ring on Li Ling's finger.