The white-robed elder and others were suddenly startled and all fixed their gaze in one direction.
They saw, not knowing since when, in front of Zhao Letian, there appeared the apparition of an elder dressed in beast skins, with a wild appearance, exuding a terrifying aura that palpitated the heart.
In Zhao Letian's hand was a broken token.
At the same time, Zhao Letian looked at the broken token in his hand, and a trace of pain inevitably showed in his eyes.
After all, he had used the token given to him by Old Mo.
Although the Eternal Tree had been taken, the Blood Essence Stone was still there; if he wanted the Blood Essence Stone, he had to deal with the people from the Yu Family and the Lion Mercenary Group first.
The apparition in front of him was naturally the Divine Soul Power left by Old Mo in the token.
However, this Divine Soul Power seemed far more powerful than he had anticipated.
The white-robed elder and others stared fixedly at Old Mo's apparition, their eyes filled with unbelieving shock.
Although they realized that this was merely a Divine Soul Power left by a King-level Expert, it was enough to deter these people.
After all, to a King-level Expert, anyone below the King level is but an ant.
Just like back in the Dark Demon Domain, formidable as Master Yu was, faced with the Blood Saber King, a King-level Expert, he had no thought of resistance, and could only seek help from the Scorpion King.
Thus, even if it's merely a Divine Soul Power left by a King-level Expert, it is not something ordinary Martial Artists can contend with.
"Young lad, you've finally decided to use this token, I thought you'd never need it."
Old Mo's apparition turned his head, looked at Zhao Letian standing behind and said with a gentle smile.
"Old Mo, you jest, today's situation is somewhat tricky, I am incapable and have to ask for your help."
Zhao Letian replied with a helpless smile.
"Oh? Let Old Mo see just how tricky this situation is, a half-step Monarch? Or three of them, two humans, and one demon beast? Youngster, I thought after all this time you would have become more mature and steady, but it seems you still have a knack for trouble."
Old Mo's expression was a mix of crying and laughing as he surveyed everyone present.
"Old Mo, you really wrong the younger generation. I'm not the kind who likes to stir up trouble, but inevitably, troubles always find their way to me, leaving me no choice."
Zhao Letian said with a wry smile.
"It's normal. According to the legends, those who defy fate are destined to grow in adversity. These troubles are just the beginning, there are more waiting for you in the future."
Old Mo suddenly became solemn, nodded, and spoke earnestly.
"A person who defies fate?"
Zhao Letian frowned slightly.
He knew something about those who defy fate. It wasn't any special physique or innate divine ability, but a kind of complex and obscure fate-related matter, vague and complex, not something that can be easily explained in a few words.
Simply put, those who defy fate seem born to struggle against fate, even against the Heavenly Dao. Such people might achieve greatness, but at the same time, must endure immense hardships.
Zhao Letian wasn't sure if he was one of those who defy fate, nor did he care much. He was very clear about what he wanted and how he should proceed.
"He is a rebel against fate?"
The White-robed Elder stared intently at Zhao Letian, his eyes revealing a sense of horror.
He had also heard of the legend of those who defy fate, people who could struggle against destiny itself, even possessing terrifying abilities to change fate.
In other words, even fate might not be able to kill a rebel against fate, let alone them.
If he had known earlier that Zhao Letian was such a terrifying existence, he definitely would not have undertaken this mission for the Yu Family.
At the very least, even if he were to attempt to kill Zhao Letian, he would need to make thorough preparations.
"Regretting now? Sadly, it's too late. Since you have encountered me, you can no longer continue living."
Mo Lao coldly stated, his terrifying presence instantly locking onto everyone present, making them feel as though they were trapped in a swamp, unable to escape.
"Mo Lao is so powerful!"
Zhao Letian was secretly alarmed.
Before using the Token, he had worried that just a wisp of Mo Lao's Divine Soul Power might not be enough to confront two half-step King-level Experts and the numerous Sect Martial Realm experts.
But now, it seemed that even though it was only a wisp of Divine Soul Power, Mo Lao did not consider the White-robed Elder and others as threats at all.
Just at that moment, the Wind Roar Beast flying in the sky suddenly let out an anxious roar.
Mo Lao's presence had also locked it down, making it feel the threat of death.
"Mo Lao, don't kill this beast; I have a pact with it."
Zhao Letian was slightly startled and hurriedly spoke.
He then remembered that he had not yet explained the Wind Roar Beast's presence to Mo Lao, who had also considered the beast an enemy.
"Alright, however, this demon beast is not weak. Even if you spare its life, you won't be able to tame it as a Spiritual Beast."
"It doesn't matter, just let it live. Also, don't kill that person."
Zhao Letian said nonchalantly, pointing at Lu Yuan.
His methods were already numerous, and he didn't lack a demi-King-level Spiritual Beast. Naturally, it would be best to tame the Wind Roar Beast, but it was fine if he couldn't.
"Hmph! If your true self were here, I might respect you a bit, but you foolishly think you can annihilate us just with this mere wisp of Divine Soul Power. Old fool, you are too arrogant. Moreover, think carefully, we of the Yu Family have two King-level Experts, if you dare touch me, you make an enemy of the Yu Family, and even as a King-level Expert, you will certainly die!"
The White-robed Elder coldly snorted, speaking arrogantly, but at the same time, there was a strong sense of fear deep in his eyes.
"I represent the Lion Mercenary Group, and our leader is also a powerful King-level Expert. If you dare to touch us, you make an enemy of the Lion Mercenary Group."
The Mercenary Captain chimed in.
Mo Lao's terrifying aura also made him feel the threat of death.
"Yu Family? Lion Mercenary Group? What are those? I've never heard of them. But if you want to compare backgrounds, you are far inferior. My Holy Spirit Academy has Monarch Level Experts. Why would I fear your group of ants? Die!"
Mo Lao coldly chuckled, dismissively said.
As his words fell, the area suddenly was engulfed by a swirling sandstorm, directly burying the people from the Yu Family and the Lion Mercenary Group.