Chapter 1351: Chapter 522: Empress Power-Leveling! My Thigh Is Always Here for You to Hug! (Part 3)
Yu Youhan finished speaking and didn’t wait for Chen Mo to reply, withdrawing her Divine Soul from her Spirit Platform with a hasty demeanor.
Chen Mo rubbed his chin with his fingers, pondering in secret that once the matters here were dealt with, he must let the Empress experience his true combat power. By then, she might beg for mercy in tears?
At this moment, the distant sounds of battle brought his thoughts back to reality, and he saw those two unfortunate brothers still locked in fierce combat.
Back when they were purging the Gu God Sect in the Southern Border, they accidentally entangled the Barbarian Tribe, and eventually caught a big fish, Qi Ye.
The Empress initially intended to slay him, but was stopped by Chen Mo, who planted the Heart Devouring Poisonous Insect in him, preparing to use him as a spy buried within the noble families.
Facts proved that this action was the correct one.
Not long after Sikong Zuiyue came to find him, Qi Ye arrived, revealing the complete plans of the Four Families.
At this time, the Heart Devouring Poisonous Insect had already completely controlled him, eliminating any worries about loyalty. Coupled with Sikong Zuiyue as a hidden mole, the Qi Family’s apparent strength in numbers was actually a path leading to their doom.
However, Sikong Qinglin’s sudden appearance truly caught him off guard.
"Let’s deal with these small fry first..."
Chen Mo flickered and moved, raising the Dragon Marrow Sword, unleashing surging Sword Qi that in a breath of time slaughtered all the Qi family members who were lurking on the sidelines!
The members of the Sikong family turned pale, their expressions tense. They had just witnessed Chen Mo’s power firsthand, which was probably beyond the Clan Heir, something they couldn’t contend with at all!
The leading Grandmaster vigilantly stared at Chen Mo, clutching the Magic Artifact in his hand with a fully alert demeanor.
However, Chen Mo merely nodded slightly, then turned and walked towards the Qi brothers.
Seeing this, the crowd finally breathed a sigh of relief. Fortunately, the Clan Heir had instructed them in advance not to take action, as long as they played their roles on the sidelines to set the atmosphere, otherwise they feared their fate would be the same as the Qi family...
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On the other side, the battle was nearing its end.
Qi Ye had turned into a bloodied gourd, his tattered clothes soaked through with blood, wounds deeply etched to the bone, looking extremely gruesome.
And Qi Kaihai’s situation wasn’t much better. He had been heavily injured at the start, and Qi Ye’s reckless tactic of trading life for life caused him considerable trouble.
However, he was, after all, a genuine Heavenly Human First Grade, with a solid foundation here, and as the potency of the medicine gradually waned, Qi Ye’s aura also began to weaken, clearly unable to hold on for much longer.
"I didn’t expect you to be controlled by the Heart Devouring Poisonous Insect. No wonder you dared to defy the family ban and attack me." Qi Kaihai sneered, his eyes dark, "It seems this Chen Mo indeed has some skills, even extending his reach into the Qi family!"
"This matter must be reported to the clan leader immediately!"
"As for you..."
"Just accept your bad luck!"
Qi Kaihai activated the Mystic Shadow Shuttle, shooting it towards Qi Ye’s forehead.
This guy had already become a puppet, keeping him would only bring harm, he must be dealt with cleanly!
By now, Qi Ye was exhausted, unable to dodge. As he watched the Magic Artifact whistling towards him, he resignedly closed his eyes.
To him, death might also be a form of relief...
However, just as the shuttle was about to penetrate his skull, a large hand suddenly reached out from nowhere, firmly grasping it, as a cold, bone-chilling voice rang in his ears:
"Don’t forget, your life belongs to me, even if you want to die, you need my permission first!"
"Chen Mo?!"
Qi Lianshan’s face changed drastically, and he turned to flee.
Chen Mo sneered, the long sword in his hand humming, as the formless Dao Power swept out.
He might miss once, but never a second time!