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However, Shen Mo still did not order a counterattack, nor did he strengthen the defenses of the Mo Yun Shuttle.

He simply maneuvered the Black Cloud Shuttle, deftly shifting to the side and plunging downwards, narrowly avoiding the Black-winged Poison Lizard's attack and the poisonous mist. The poisonous mist grazed the shuttle, landing in empty space with a hissing, corrosive sound.

The black-winged venomous lizard missed its first attack and circled halfway in the air, its crimson eyes fixed on the black cloud shuttle, seemingly preparing to pounce again.

On the upper floor, the young man surnamed Lin and his companions burst into laughter, pointing and gesturing as if they were watching a poorly made monkey show.

"A piece of trash is a piece of trash; he doesn't even dare to fight back!"

"You'd better tuck your tails between your legs and head back south. The Central Region is not a place for you!"

"Senior Brother Lin, your Blackscale seems hungry. Should we give it this black shuttle to gnaw on?"

Foul language was constantly heard.

Inside the cabin, the Qingyun Sect disciples all had ashen faces, their chests heaving violently, and their eyes practically spitting fire. Shi Tie's axe blade was already glowing with an earthy yellow spiritual light, and Wang Hu's sword also gleamed with a cold light.

Even the most timid Li Xiaocao was so angry that her face turned red, and she tightly clutched a handful of something that she didn't know whether it was poison powder or medicine powder.

Humiliation, anger, and a vague sense of powerlessness. The other party had a powerful background and unknown strength; a direct confrontation like this could have unpredictable consequences. Yet, this forced silence was so stifling, it felt like it was about to explode!

All eyes involuntarily turned to Shen Mo, who remained silent throughout.

Shen Mo stood with his back to everyone in front of the control panel, his straight but somewhat aloof back visible to all.

He continued to look at the arrogant flying tower of the Beast Taming Manor, at the black-winged venomous lizard circling provocatively, and at the malicious and mocking faces in the windows of the flying tower.

Time seemed to stand still. Only the sound of the howling wind and the piercing laughter from the flying tower could be heard.

A few breaths later, Shen Mo slowly and very slightly exhaled.

That breath seemed light, yet it carried an immense weight, causing the tense atmosphere in the cabin to momentarily freeze.

He extended a finger and touched a very obscure rune node on the main control array disk.

There was no dazzling light, no explosive momentum.

But just as his fingertips touched the ground...

"Eh-!!!"

A piercing scream, filled with boundless terror, as if it had encountered a natural enemy and stemmed from the instinct for survival, suddenly burst forth from the mouth of the black-winged venomous lizard that was circling and preparing to pounce again!

The ferocious black-winged venomous lizard seemed to have been branded with an invisible hot iron; its scales instantly stood on end, and its crimson pupils shrank to pinpoints, filled with indescribable fear!

No longer heeding its master's commands, it let out a series of agonizing cries, flapped its wings frantically, twisted its body, and fled back to the Beast Taming Manor's flying tower at an even faster speed than when it pounced. In its panic, it even crashed headfirst into the protective light shield of the flying tower, leaving it dizzy and disoriented. Then it scrambled back to the bottom hatch and dared not show its face again.

It all happened too fast, too strangely.

Upstairs, the laughter of the young man surnamed Lin and his companions abruptly stopped. The mockery and smugness on their faces froze instantly, turning into astonishment and confusion.

What happened? Why is Hei Lin'er suddenly so frightened? It's like... she's seen a ghost?

But outside the window, apart from that inconspicuous black shuttle, there was nothing at all.

They instinctively cast their surprised and uncertain gazes toward the black shuttle, only to see that the black shuttle was still quietly hovering to the side and behind, without any abnormality, and even the brightness of the protective light shield had not changed.

But for some reason, looking at the silent, black shuttle, the young man surnamed Lin suddenly felt a chill rise in his heart.

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The chill wasn't intense, but it seeped into his bones, making the hairs on his back stand on end.

Was something wrong just now?

Was it someone from the black shuttle who made the move? But I didn't sense any spiritual energy fluctuations!

Could it be that Hei Lin'er has suddenly fallen ill? Or has she sensed some terrifying presence that she cannot perceive?

Various speculations churned in the young man surnamed Lin's mind, causing the color to gradually drain from his face. His companions behind him exchanged glances, their laughter long gone, replaced by a strange sense of unease and anxiety.

Inside the Ink Cloud Shuttle, Shi Tie and the others were also stunned. They hadn't seen what the sect leader had done either; how did that arrogant demon beast suddenly run away in such a panic?

Only Zhao Qingyan, who had the highest cultivation level, and Su Xiao and Atu, who had the most acute senses, vaguely caught a wisp of strange fluctuation emanating from Shen Mo at that moment. It was extremely faint, yet seemed to transcend all living beings and contained some ancient and boundless will.

The fluctuation was fleeting, so fast that it seemed like an illusion, but its profound nature made them tremble deep in their souls.

Shen Mo withdrew his finger, as if he had done nothing. He stopped looking at the flying tower of the Beast Taming Manor and controlled the Ink Cloud Shuttle, flying steadily and unhurriedly towards the predetermined destination.

They neither sped away nor staged any protests; they simply continued on their journey in an ordinary manner.

Fei Lou of Beast Taming Manor froze on the spot, unsure of what to do. Should they continue to provoke them? Hei Lin'er's strange reaction made them uneasy.

Chase after them? There doesn't seem to be any reason for it, and the other party's completely indifferent attitude makes them feel an invisible pressure.

Finally, the young man surnamed Lin's expression changed several times. He glared hatefully at the departing Mo Yunsuo and slammed the glass window shut.

The dark gold flying tower paused for a moment, seemingly due to some internal debate, before finally turning around and flying away in another direction, without following.

The turmoil subsided quietly in such a bizarre and anticlimactic manner.

Inside the ink-cloud shuttle, all was silent.

After a long silence, Shi Tie finally spoke, his voice hoarse: "Sect Leader, was that...you just now?"

Shen Mo didn't turn around, his voice calm as he said, "It's just to let that beast know where he should extend his claws and where he should cower."

He didn't explain exactly what methods he used, but everyone understood.

The sect leader made his move. In a way they couldn't understand, yet it was enough to intimidate them.

"But...they were so arrogant, are we just going to let them go like that?" Wang Hu gripped the hilt of his knife, still feeling somewhat resentful.

"Otherwise what?" Shen Mo finally turned around, his gaze sweeping over every face in the cabin still filled with anger and resentment. "Charge in, sink their flying tower? Kill those cultivators? And then what? Form a blood feud with the Beast Taming Manor, and possibly even the Lin family of Zhenyuan Pass? Be endlessly hunted and harassed by them on our way to the Tianyuan Assembly?"

Everyone fell silent.

"Remember," Shen Mo walked to the porthole, looking down at the picturesque yet perilous Central Region below, "the Central Region is not the Southern Region. The rules here are much more complex; a single move can have far-reaching consequences. Our primary objective is to reach Tianyuan City safely and participate in the tournament."

"Any unexpected complications could render all previous efforts futile."

"To endure a moment of anger is not cowardice, but a matter of weighing the options. To take a step back and see a broader horizon is not retreat, but a preparation for moving forward."

He paused, his tone turning cold: "However, there are limits to forbearance and retreat. I have remembered what happened today. Beast Taming Manor, Tiger Roar Peak, the Lin family."

He didn't say what would happen after he wrote it down, but the coldness hidden beneath his calm tone sent a chill down everyone's spine.

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