Chapter 646: You Dare Call Yourself Shen Mo? Kill Him.
At this moment, on the surface of the Spirit Sea—
A cultivator of the Blood Sun Sword Sect respectfully asked, “Senior Brother Ye, is this the Shen Mo you were looking for?”
Ye Yan frowned. “Raise your head.”
The kneeling cultivator quickly looked up, crying out in pain, “Spare me! I’m just an ordinary rogue cultivator!”
Ye Yan’s brows furrowed deeper. “Your name is Shen Mo?”
“Yes, yes! My name’s always been Shen Mo, since I was a child!”
Ye Yan scoffed, “You think you’re worthy of that name?” New ɴᴏᴠᴇʟ ᴄhapters are published on NoveI★Fire.net
With a casual wave of his hand, he said, “Kill him.”
The Blood Sun Sword Sect cultivator struck with a single slash—immediately, a good head flew high into the air.
Ye Yan then asked, “Still no word from the sect master?”
The sect cultivator beside him respectfully replied, “No message yet.”
Ye Yan let out a light sigh. “And what of the Shen Mo I told you to find? You’ve caught three already, and none were the one I’m looking for.”
The cultivator answered respectfully, “We’ve interrogated all the Hidden Dragon Island cultivators we captured—very few had even heard of a cultivator named Shen Mo.”
“But one of Ying Tianhao’s trusted subordinates did say that the island lord once met a young island lord named Shen Mo.”
“That may be the person you’re looking for.”
Ye Yan gave a small nod. “Go, continue the mission.”
Ye Yan sighed again and rubbed his temples.
Back when he entered the Azure Abyss Grotto, he killed a cultivator from Hidden Dragon Island and accidentally learned from him that there was a young island lord there named Shen Mo.
The name Shen Mo was like a nightmare to him.
He had thought that, after coming to the Sacred Profound World, he would never cross paths with Shen Mo again.
But the moment that name reappeared, an immense shadow once more clouded his heart.
Ye Yan suspected that this Shen Mo was not the same one.
It was likely just someone with the same name.
After all, two-character names like Shen Mo were fairly common.
To be cautious, Ye Yan ordered his subordinates to find anyone named “Shen Mo.”
Especially those among the cultivators of Hidden Dragon Island.
But to this point, three “Shen Mos” had already been executed—and none were the one he knew.
“Let’s hope it’s not really him…” Ye Yan muttered as he stared out at the vast, black sea.
“What are you sighing for? So what if it really is Shen Mo? His strength may be above yours, but you have the Blood Sun Sword Sect and the Five Thunder Mountain Sect behind you—not to mention a Demon Supreme is about to revive!” Lin Dongtian sneered.
Xiao Fan nodded in agreement. “Brother Lin is absolutely right. We hold the momentum of the great forces. Even if Shen Mo is powerful, two fists can’t fend off four. Let alone when we have this many people!”
Ye Yan’s brow furrowed deeply. “But then why haven’t Xiong Tianxing and the others returned from the Jade Bridge? They were supposed to witness the Demon Supreme’s resurrection. Why no word?”
Lin Dongtian and Xiao Fan fell silent.
That was a fair point.
If things had gone as planned, there should have been a great commotion by now.
This was a Demon Supreme, after all.
Its revival should have been enough to shake the entire Azure Abyss Grotto.
There was no trace of movement. Not even a whisper.
Ye Yan looked toward the direction of the Dragon Tomb. “I think we’d better start making preparations.”
“What preparations?” asked Lin Dongtian and Xiao Fan in unison.
“Preparations to retreat,” Ye Yan sighed.
As soon as he finished speaking, his transmission jade trembled violently.
Xiong Tianxing’s panicked voice came through.
“Retreat now! The Corpse Riot Lord failed to revive as planned—only two of his subordinate Demon Emperors returned!”
“Immediately gather the core disciples and prepare to withdraw from the Azure Abyss Grotto!”
Ye Yan’s expression turned solemn.
Plans never keep up with change.
The Demon Supreme of the Corpse Division, Corpse Riot Lord, had failed to resurrect as scheduled.
The two revived Demon Emperors were certainly no match for the prodigies of the Inner Sea.
No wonder Xiong Tianxing’s tone had sounded so urgent.
He was instructing Ye Yan to take the core disciples of the Blood Sun Sword Sect and retreat—clearly intending to abandon the ordinary disciples.
But Ye Yan had no qualms about doing such a thing.
He had done it before.
Ye Yan summoned two of his junior brothers and instructed them to quietly gather the core disciples in preparation for evacuation.
Of course, before retreating, they still needed to leave a “gift” for any pursuers.
The corpses piled high here could be used to construct a self-detonating formation.
Once someone approached to inspect, these corpses would explode with force strong enough to kill even Nirvana Realm cultivators with sixty Dao marks.
Before long, Ye Yan and the other core members were ready to evacuate.
Within a sect, those qualified to be called core disciples numbered only a few.
Just as Ye Yan was about to head toward the cave entrance—
Two figures burst through the sea, soaring into the air.
The Blood Sun Sword Sect cultivators beside Ye Yan all drew their swords, expressions cold as they stared at the newcomers.
Ye Yan caught sight of the male cultivator’s face—and his eyes went wide in shock.
He didn’t even think for another breath.
Immediately unleashing his manifestation, burning his blood essence, he used a blood-escape technique.
In the blink of an eye, he vanished without a trace.
The surrounding Blood Sun Sword Sect cultivators looked at each other in confusion.
Shen Mo was briefly stunned.
Though it was only a fleeting glimpse, he had clearly seen that cultivator’s face—
Cold and handsome. Wasn’t that his old acquaintance, Ye Yan?
He just hadn’t expected Ye Yan to run so fast.
In a single breath, he had activated his manifestation, consumed essence blood, and executed a movement technique—
Even Shen Mo hadn’t had time to react.
A tall, gaunt Blood Sun Sword Sect cultivator let out a low roar.
The rest charged forward together.
Flying swords and blood-colored lights surged in from all directions.
As if even the sky would be blotted out.
Hu Xinyue immediately summoned the Cangming Holy Spirit Shield.
But Shen Mo merely waved his hand.
The Ancient Void Sword burst from his body.
The sword’s resonant cry echoed through the sky.
How could the sword techniques of the Blood Sun Sword Sect compare to the Void Demon-Slaying Sword Scripture?
All of their techniques were shattered by the Ancient Void Sword—
In an instant, the sword swept through.
Over a dozen half-step Nirvana Realm cultivators were slain in the blink of an eye—lifeless, breath gone.
Hu Xinyue’s eyes sparkled.
She could crush half-step Nirvana cultivators too, but never so effortlessly—certainly not like slicing vegetables.
But this Shen Mo did it with absolute ease.
“Follow me,” Shen Mo said calmly.
Hu Xinyue nodded and quickly followed.
Any demonic cultivator they encountered along the way couldn’t even last a single exchange against Shen Mo—each was cut down by the Ancient Void Sword.
Within a single day, they reached the cave's exit.
Ye Yan had fled over a thousand li before finally stopping.
Only now was the terror that had filled his heart beginning to fade.
That was definitely Shen Mo!
That aura, that gaze, that oppressive presence—
Exactly the same as the Shen Mo he had seen in the Ancient Continent World.
Ye Yan muttered bitterly, “It really is Shen Mo… When did he come from the Ancient Continent to the Sacred Profound World?”
Lin Dongtian and Xiao Fan were silent.
They too couldn’t believe Shen Mo had come to the Sacred Profound World—
And was right here in the Azure Abyss Grotto.
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