I am a living immortal.

Chapter 601 The battle begins and will not stop

“Sincerity?”

"Of course, you're treading cautiously, not daring to fight unleashed. What's the point? It won't eliminate the resentment in your hearts, and it will only backfire. So I've provided you with a venue."

"Of course, I've made a small change to the rules to mend the relationship between you. Don't thank me. I should thank you for your trust."

Although they said so, the goddess and the dragon king felt a pang in their hearts, and they had a very bad premonition.

Xuan Mo continued, "May I have the honor of knowing your names, both of you?"

The Dragon King thought about it and finally said: "Qing Yu."

And the goddess also announced her name: "Qin Shu."

Neither of them knew what Xuan Mo was up to, and Xuan Mo didn't keep them in suspense. He said directly, "Qing Yu and Qin Shu, get ready. The opponent you will face next is...Xuan Mo!!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the originally calm water surface began to shake, and the sky became gloomy and dark, as if something was brewing.

The next moment, countless water blades swirled and shot up into the sky, enveloping all the falling aquatic creatures. A sense of danger resonated in everyone's hearts: Get out of the way, or you'll die.

At the same time, the shackles that forced them were also removed.

Qing Yu and Qin Shu, the two Water Vein Masters, dodged the oncoming water blades in an instant. While they were still unsure of what Xuan Mo meant by what he had said, the next scene made even the two Water Vein Masters feel the wrath of anger.

After all, only a few people can dodge these water blades in an instant.

Those who didn't dodge were instantly shredded by the water blades. Countless fragments rained down like rain. Watching the once-healthy descendants of the dragon, those former subordinates and friends, tragically killed in the blink of an eye, was a feeling beyond description.

silence......

Qing Yu didn't think it would be so simple, and Xuan Mo had no reason to attack them. But this scene unfolded before everyone who survived. Even the two Water Vein Masters felt a moment of daze and anger, let alone the others.

The dragons and the water god who dodged the water blades were in disbelief at first, then anger rushed to their heads, their eyes turned red in an instant, and their whole bodies trembled.

But Xuan Mo wouldn't give them time to think. All he needed was to capitalize on their impulsiveness. So, he slowly emerged from the water with a smile, saying in an annoying voice, "Ah, how could you be so careless? What should I do now?"

These words simply added fuel to the fire. Eyes after eyes blazed over, their eyes filled with raging flames. These fiery gazes wanted to ignite him. These people thought so, and they also acted accordingly.

Within a few breaths, the sky flashed with lightning and thunder, and lightning from all directions was already striking him. The water beneath his feet seemed to stir: some water gods manipulated the waves, some transformed into giant fish, swimming beneath them in an attempt to devour him, and some transformed into yakshas, ​​stabbing him with sharp tridents. Dragons roared, and the sound of dragon roars echoed.

Their goal is to kill Xuan Mo.

Anger is sometimes a good tool. It can make rationality disappear, and it can give people the courage to fear no death, so that they can attack the enemy who is far superior to them.

Giant dragons circled and manipulated the celestial phenomena, while the water gods controlled the flow of water, attempting to strangle him. It was clear that these people were using all their strength.

"Ignorance is bliss." Xuan Mo said.

The lightning deflected just before it reached him, and the water, before it even touched him, was shaken into droplets that hovered beside him. The massive trident was even grasped and crushed into scrap metal. Xuan Mo raised his hand and pointed, and the docile droplets transformed into violent weapons, ripping the Yaksha like a sieve and tearing it to shreds in the blink of an eye.

Yasha first felt the approach of death, then the pain. The pain of his body being torn apart spread to his body, and he subconsciously cried out in pain.

Then he felt something was wrong.

Logically, he should have been torn to pieces by now, so why could he still scream? He opened his eyes and saw a devastating scene: he had arrived at the island he had seen before, and all the dead were looking at him with strange eyes.

The scene fell silent for a moment.

Yasha felt he might as well die at this point. But soon, he was no longer the center of attention, as someone else "died"—oh no, someone else came up. It was exactly the same. But now, Yasha had gone from being a witness to being a bystander, and the shame he felt had subsided considerably. As long as more people were embarrassed, I wouldn't be embarrassed anymore.

Watching people's awkwardness was amusing, but right now, they were more concerned with the situation below. So, figures crouched on the island, looking down. The battle was still brutal, the blood-stained water blades constantly slicing through life after life, their color growing increasingly red.

Regardless of the attacks from the dragons or the water creatures, Xuan Mo couldn't get close. It was a crushing defeat from top to bottom. But as the death toll mounted, the remaining powerful ones had already been blinded by the killing spree, attacking recklessly, practically going crazy.

Xuan Mo was also quite happy, unscrupulously venting his anger at Su Qingtu. The people on the island watched a dragon being skinned and torn out, then swung around like a whip, and finally beaten to a pulp by its own people.

The next moment he appeared on the island.

Now Yasha understood why those people's eyes, besides watching the show, also showed a hint of recognition. After all, who wouldn't die miserably here? Whether it was the dragon clan, the water clan, or the water god, they all felt a sense of sympathy.

Inexplicable.

Regardless of what these "slain" might have thought, the battle below raged on. Whether or not the initial action was fueled by anger was now irrelevant. The battle had begun, and it would not stop. With death looming, these aquatic creatures had only one thing on their minds: avoid being killed, or kill Xuan Mo.

The raging bloody water blades, the violent air currents, the crimson water surface, the floating limbs and arms, and the sweet, fishy smell that hit them all spoke of the brutality of this battle, not a joke. As for Xuan Mo's reason for doing this, no one has yet investigated.

This time, the minds of these water creatures were really stimulated, and the last bit of worry in their hearts completely disappeared. They used all their strength and fought to the death.