The Ming Dynasty in Another World: People are in the Heavenly Prison, and Wuji becomes a Taoist

The area within ten feet of Lin Mo instantly transformed into a chaotic pool of lightning.

The lightning surged like a waterfall, completely engulfing him.

To everyone's surprise, Lin Mo, who was in the middle of it, was not affected in any way.

Instead, he looked quite pleased.

as if……

Is it like taking a hot shower?

This is simply unbelievable!

It completely overturned everyone's expectations!

Lin Mo's fearlessness of heavenly lightning doesn't mean others aren't.

Bashma, which was nearby, was quickly affected.

Bloodlust is an extremely yin and evil substance, which is inherently prone to attracting heavenly lightning.

At that moment, the mighty lightning swept in as if it had smelled blood, engulfing it along with the blood shield!

Gazing at the astonishing and terrifying scene before him, the Blood Demon in the distance constricted his pupils, so horrified that he stopped breathing.

He knew that Lin Mo was knowledgeable in Taoist thunder magic, but he never imagined that this person could actually summon real heavenly thunder!

Such a scale and such power have long exceeded the limits that mortals can control.

Lin Mo's calm and composed demeanor even when he was in the middle of a dangerous situation shattered his worldview.

"Is this guy... even human?!"

"Could it really be... a banished immortal descending to earth?!"

He couldn't think of any other explanation besides this.

Tianjue, standing to the side, was also deeply shaken.

He originally thought that although Lin Mo was strong, he was still slightly inferior to Lin Qing back then.

Only when he witnessed the scene of summoning heavenly lightning to slay the demon god did he realize the horror.

The person before me is even more brilliant and talented than Lin Qing was back then, and his methods are even more ruthless and terrifying!

Nightwalkers have always respected only the strong.

At this moment, Lin Mo completely subdued him with a world-shaking heavenly lightning bolt that could cleave the sky and temper the body to break through demonic barriers.

What made the Blood Demon even more terrified was that after the lightning struck the ground, it not only did not dissipate, but instead spread outwards at a speed imperceptible to the naked eye!

"not good!"

He only managed to utter two words before the blinding lightning engulfed his vision.

The entire cave was instantly transformed into a thunderous inferno!

Crackling sound—sizzling sound!

Electricity crackled wildly, and the stench of burning flesh and the strange sounds of evaporating blood filled the air instantly.

Several assassins from the Yellow Springs, who had sneaked into the cave and were hiding in the shadows, were turned to ashes in the lightning before they could even let out a complete scream!

The apocalyptic thunderstorm lasted for an unknown period of time.

When the last glimmer of lightning finally disappeared, the heavy stench of blood in the cave had been completely dispelled.

The churning pool of blood was now completely still, with wisps of blue smoke floating on its surface.

Beside the pool of blood, a figure stood tall and imposing.

His clothes were torn to shreds, and his body was covered in scorch marks.

But his eyes shone with a terrifying light, as if they contained lightning.

It was Lin Mo.

"Cough cough... Ptooey!"

The corner pile of stones suddenly exploded, and the Blood Demon crawled out in a disheveled state.

A gruesome, charred hole ran deep in his chest, exposing the bone, and the residual arcs of electricity still crackled.

He was already severely weakened by summoning the demon god, and now his condition has worsened, with his aura greatly diminished.

On the other side, Tianjue also emerged, covered in dust and dirt.

Its once majestic fur was now blackened and curly, emitting wisps of smoke.

"You even cut down your own people, you brat..."

His voice trembled, and a strong sense of lingering fear remained in his eyes.

Just a moment ago, he truly smelled the scent of death.

Since he successfully transformed into human form, he had never been so close to death as he had just experienced.

Fortunately, his innate talent was powerful, which helped him withstand most of the damage; otherwise, he would have been reduced to ashes by now.

"Is this the power of heavenly thunder?!"

"Where is Bhāshmā?"

Tian Jue suddenly looked up and saw that Lin Mo was the only one standing in the arena. "Could it be... that he was really killed by this kid?"

He could take on an evil god one-on-one, even if the opponent was just a projection.

Such achievements are enough to shake the heavens!

What he didn't know was that Lin Mo had already done something like this once before.

At this moment, Aputuo's wisp of consciousness projection is still suppressed within the Sinful Spirit Record!

The blood demon, looking disheveled, stared at the scene before him, his face deathly pale, his inner faith almost crumbling.

He muttered to himself, "My lord... has been defeated?"

He never imagined that the omnipotent demon god he had always worshipped would one day be defeated by a mortal.

Just when the group thought it was all over—

Lin Mo was the first to notice something was wrong. His eyes suddenly sharpened, and he abruptly turned to look into the depths of the blood pool.

Tianjue followed his gaze and saw that the surface of the pool was as calm as a mirror, seemingly without any abnormality.

But just as he was about to look away—

"Crash!!!"

A colossal, charred black shadow burst forth from the water, half of its body a bloody mess, its scales and armor shattered.

Only his eyes burned with boundless resentment and rage.

"It's the Demon God!"

Overjoyed, the Blood Demon roared, "Boy! My lord is immortal and indestructible. You think you can kill a god? Wishful thinking!!"

This time, Bhāshṣma did not rebuke the Blood Demon.

It slowly raised its broken head and stared intently at Lin Mo.

The voice seemed to emanate from the deepest depths of the netherworld, carrying a chilling and murderous intent.

"You ant... how dare you... harm my divine body..."

"It's really troublesome."

Lin Mo suddenly spoke, interrupting its chilling words.

"……what?"

Bhāshṣma's demonic eyes narrowed.

“I said,” Lin Mo raised his eyes, his gaze calm and unfathomable, “you’re such a nuisance.”

Before he finished speaking, he slowly raised his right palm, fingers together like a knife.

"you--!"

A warning bell rang loudly in Bashma's heart.

Lin Mo closed his eyes.

Ancient and profound incantations rose from the depths of the mind, transforming into streams of light that entered the spiritual platform.

The next moment, his eyes snapped open—

His eyes shone with a piercing light that seemed to penetrate the void!

"cut!"

A single word is like a thunderous decree, as heavy as a thousand pounds.

He then directed the attack, and an invisible, intangible blade of light appeared out of nowhere!

It doesn't strike the physical body, but rather cuts directly at the demonic thoughts, severing their root!

Before this sword light that stretched across the heavens and earth, even Bhāshṣma's enormous demonic body appeared as small as a doll.

"Do not!!!"

For the first time, Bhāshṣma felt intense fear.

It had not shown the slightest fear when facing the heavenly lightning.

However, the glint of the blade before it filled it with extreme unease.

This demonstrates that it poses a deadly threat!

It wanted to escape.

But it turned out that the blade seemed to have locked onto it, making it impossible to avoid!

"Click——"

A crisp cracking sound echoed from the void.

Bhāshṣma lowered his head, looking at himself in astonishment.

A thin line appeared on his chest, then spread out like a spider web.

"I……"

Before the words were even finished, its jaw began to fall off.

"boom!"

In an instant, Bhāshṣma's projection avatar collapsed and turned into countless dark red fragments!

Just then, Lin Mo's eyes flashed, and he activated the Pill Cauldron Demon Refining Visualization Technique at full power.

An ancient bronze cauldron appeared above his head, spinning rapidly, its powerful suction drawing in all the scattered demonic thoughts.

If an ordinary person inhales such demonic thoughts, their mind will be eroded by the violent and chaotic negative will within them.

At best, it can cause inner demons to arise; at worst, it can lead to the collapse of one's spirit and soul.

However, the "Nine Provinces Cauldron" that is visualized can temper and purify demonic thoughts, transforming them into the purest spiritual essence, which then nourishes oneself.

This severed wisp of demonic thought was dozens of times more powerful than the lingering remnant thought that Lin Mo had once cut off.

For Bhāshṣma, the severed projection of his consciousness must have been a significant loss.

"The Demon God... has actually been defeated?"

The Blood Demon muttered to himself, his eyes filled with despair.

Suddenly, a figure slowly magnified in his pupils.

The Blood Demon refocused his gaze, looking at the young man before him, a surge of intense regret welling up within him.

If only I hadn't provoked this kid in the first place.

If you don't underestimate the other party.

in case……

Unfortunately, all of this is just hypothetical.

With the Blood Demon God dead, he no longer had the courage or ability to fight back.

"Do you want to live?"

Lin Mo suddenly squatted down and asked.