Yao family, in the forbidden area.

The two sides clashed fiercely, and the shouts and screams made the walls of the hall tremble, as if the ancient building would collapse under the ravages of spiritual power in the next moment.

Qi Mo's figure was agile, like a black lightning, shuttling between the men in black robes. The spiritual power gathered in his hands, and every time he slapped out a palm, it was accompanied by a whistling wind. Wherever the palm wind passed, the dust on the ground was rolled into small vortices, which showed how powerful it was.

Ji Lingguang was no less impressive. He had a nimble figure, and the sword in his hand shone brightly with the blessing of spiritual power. His sword moves were sharp, and every thrust was like a dragon emerging from the sea, bringing with it a cold light and accurately stabbing the black-robed man's vital points, forcing him to retreat again and again.

But as the battle became more stalemate, Qi Mo's worries grew more serious.

He keenly sensed that conventional tactics were no longer viable. The resentful energy emanating from the black-robed figures blended with the mysterious aura of the gods from beyond the universe, making their power unfathomable, like an abyss.

Not only do these black-robed men have strange moves, but their movements also reveal a rhythm that goes against the rules of heaven and earth. They seem to... be following a power system from another dimension.

In every confrontation, Qi Mo could feel the powerful force that was enough to overturn the world, as if an invisible hand was dragging them both step by step into the abyss.

What's worse is that the strange atmosphere in this forbidden area has caused the Heavenly Dao to start a riot for some reason.

In the sky, lightning and thunder became more and more frequent. Every flash of lightning seemed to split this dark world in two, briefly illuminating this gloomy place, but only making the fear hidden in the darkness more clear.

The dazzling lightning seemed to be warning the world that their battle had already touched upon the most fundamental rules of heaven and earth. If it continued, the consequences would be disastrous.

Qi Mo knew this was a crucial moment, a matter of life or death. A bold and adventurous thought welled up in his mind—to break free from the limitations of Heaven and temporarily unleash his full divine power!

As soon as this idea came to him, he was fully aware of the huge risks involved.

The majesty of heaven cannot be easily violated.

Once you try it, not only will you suffer the cruel backlash of heaven, but this act against heaven is also likely to cause the disorder of time and space, bringing unpredictable disasters.

Even if he knew who the true self of the Heavenly Dao was, now... he might not be able to compete with him!

At this moment, the Heavenly Dao above the Ninth Heaven seemed to have keenly captured the shocking thoughts in Qi Mo's heart.

In an instant, the wind and clouds suddenly shifted. Above the sky, a blindingly bright flash of lightning suddenly coalesced, as if a star, imbued with the power to annihilate the heavens and earth, was rapidly forming.

Immediately afterwards, a lightning bolt as thick as a bucket, carrying endless divine power, like a sword of judgment from heaven, struck the roof above the forbidden area accurately as the lightning exploded.

This violent blow was like the wrath of Heaven, vented after being disobeyed, and also like an ultimatum to Qi Mo. It echoed for a long time in this gloomy forbidden area, instilling awe in people and making Qi Mo increasingly aware of the catastrophic backlash that this step he was about to take would bring...

But at this moment, he had no other choice. In order to protect the thousands of lives behind him, he decided to go all out.

Qi Mo took a deep breath, his eyes revealing a look of determination. He quickly closed his eyes and mobilized all the divine power in his body. The divine power was like a giant beast that had been sleeping for thousands of years, gradually awakening at his call.

Then, he suddenly opened his eyes, and golden light shone in his eyes, like two scorching suns. Wherever the light reached, ripples appeared in the space.

At this moment, if you look closely, you can find that in the depths of Qi Mo's eyes, there are faint golden runes flashing. That is the symbol of his ultimate control over divine power. Each rune is like an ancient and mysterious story, telling the hardships and tribulations of his past cultivation.

His hands danced swiftly, sketching intricate and mysterious runes in the air. These runes were not ordinary, each one containing Qi Mo's profound understanding and perception of the laws of heaven and earth.

His fingers moved nimbly through the air, like a peerless dancer performing a beautiful dance of life and death. Runes intertwined and entwined, gradually forming a vast and dazzling golden magic circle.

The magic circle shines brightly, as if to illuminate this dark forbidden area. As the runes flow, it faintly exudes a majestic momentum that can compete with the way of heaven.

As the magic circle took shape, Qi Mo raised his head slightly, glanced at the sky outside, and said softly, "I'm sorry..."

After saying this, he poured all his divine power into the magic circle without reservation.

In an instant, the magic circle shone brightly, and a golden pillar of light, piercing the heavens, rose from the ground and soared into the sky. This pillar of light seemed to connect the human world with the heavens, embodying Qi Mo's courage and determination to make a desperate move.

At the moment the beam of light rose, the surrounding space seemed to be extremely compressed, the air became extremely sticky, Qi Mo's hair flew wildly under the powerful energy fluctuations, his clothes were rustling in the wind, and the corners of his clothes seemed to be torn by this violent force.

At this moment, the whole world seemed to be forcibly frozen by an almighty force.

The gray flames that were originally surging wildly from the black-robed man solidified in an instant, as if they were frozen in a strange painting.

In the grey firelight, there seemed to be countless twisted ghost faces struggling, but now they were all motionless, as if sealed in a layer of transparent amber.

Their gray eyes were fixed in that moment, filled with ferocious murderous intent, without a flicker. Deep within them, a faint light from beyond the universe could be seen, as if revealing the mysterious and terrifying source of their power.

The stench that filled the air, like frozen miasma, never dissipated. This stench, a mixture of rotting flesh, blood, and an indescribable, strange spice, was nauseating, yet it could only linger in the still air.

Ji Lingguang also stopped in mid-air. The sword he held tightly in his hand, the spiritual light on the sword was like sealed lightning, lingering at the most dazzling moment.

The spiritual energy within the sword had a fluid quality, as if alive, yet now it was frozen in time, devoid of vitality. Everything was in absolute stillness, as if time had stood still.

Qi Mo knew he had succeeded, but the price of success was extremely high. He felt as if his divine power had been drained from his body, and his internal organs felt like they were being pierced by countless steel needles, causing him excruciating pain.

His current body was just that of an ordinary mortal. The previous attempt to merge with the divine nature had already cost him half his life, and now his body was so weak that he could collapse at any time.

But now, I can’t care so much!

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