After he spoke, he fell silent, communicating with the three Nascent Souls to operate the Circulation Cycle.
The cultivators of the commerce looked at each other, and Tang Wu dared not disturb Li Mo, arranging for all cultivators to deal with the night in the hall and remain on alert.
After night fell, indeed, subtle Divine Senses swept over the tavern’s exterior.
Feihong belongs to fire; at night, it couldn’t help but be less active, not needing to be overly cautious at the Nascent Soul Stage, observing every move of the Four Seas Commerce.
Were it not for fearing Xinfang Hermit, they would have acted to test it already.
Li Mo paid no attention to the turmoil in Five Temples Town, focusing all his attention on the three Nascent Souls.
The Soul-devouring Demon Infant progressed rapidly, able to advance to the Corpse Infant Stage within ten years, while the Chaos Beast Infant lagged slightly but wasn’t far behind.
Estimating that a breakthrough might be completed within the True Word Secret Realm.
"I don’t know, what form the Refining Sword of the Five Hidden Sword takes?"
Li Mo’s thoughts were innumerable, and as he came back to his senses, the night had passed, with the dawn sun beginning to rise, and Feihong absorbing and exhaling Sword Qi in the light.
The Flying Sword could cultivate independently, so the town-pillaring Feihong required no warming by a sword sheath.
Xinfang Hermit came to the city center, with his open chest emitting Molten Rock Spirit Power, ribs exposed, and his mind communicating with Feihong.
Feihong directly pierced into Xinfang Hermit’s spine, and the latter’s Spiritual Power was more than half consumed.
Xinfang Hermit’s eyes were full of malevolence, casting a sharp glance at Feihong before his figure staggered out of the city center.
Since Li Mo’s arrival, he had felt the situation trending towards getting out of control.
He understood what the True Word Secret Realm meant to the Five Hidden Sword, and if the Refining Sword failed, it would inevitably displease the Heavenly Sword Sect.
A mere thought from the Heavenly Sword Sect could lead to the destruction of the Five Hidden Sword.
"Cannot fail, absolutely not."
"Qing Mountain, no matter who you are, you’ll definitely become a sword-grinding stone."
Feihong emitted a sword sound, and Xinfang Hermit let out a long breath.
"It’s done, no matter what it is, it can’t withstand Feihong’s residual might."
The cultivators in the city immediately noticed Feihong’s unusual activity, as a bloodthirsty Flying Sword, excitement denoted increased slaughter.
All forces were on high alert, and part of the loose cultivators attempted to retreat towards the city gate.
All Nascent Soul Stage prepared for battle, and scapegoat assistants stood by their sides.
Rather than confronting Feihong head-on, they preferred sacrificing lives, after all, the Heavenly Sword Sect’s Flying Sword was remarkably sinister, possessing Spiritual Wisdom.
Morning light first appeared.
Purple Qi climbed along the stacked mountains towards the sky.
Bathing in sunlight, Feihong caused hearts to swell uncontrollably, and blood mist scattered; all cultivators understood that Feihong could no longer be contained.
Five Temples Town was engulfed in a crimson glow, Sword Qi accumulated for a few breaths.
Elder He Guo’s eyes were overflowing with surprise, for Feihong’s target was the Four Seas Commerce, which should be under the care of the Five Hidden Sword.
Bing You Taoist’s smile broadened, like a fox that had captured its prey.
Only Luo Kai was in uncertain awe, making strange gurgling sounds from his throat because he saw a figure standing in the tavern window.
The old man’s back was no longer hunched, and standing upright, he exuded an indescribable aura.
"Too similar, too similar..."
The Sword Qi slashed toward the tavern, splitting the morning mist in two.
Li Mo flashed to the tavern entrance, still in the guise of an old man, with shadows beneath his feet sweeping like waves over the street.
"Hehe, great Sword Qi, as expected of the Five Hidden Sword’s Feihong."
Li Mo stepped forward with his right foot.
The Ghost Tiger transformed into a monstrous wave, and in the Cancer Transformation of Da Ai Mi Tian, it turned into a Ghost Beast made of countless twisted limbs.
All cultivators were incredulous, facing Li Mo with hands behind his back, at least at the Nascent Soul Stage.
Feihong’s sword blade quivered slightly.
The Sword Qi plunged directly into the Ghost Tiger’s body, producing a shrill metallic grinding sound.
"When did even unknown Beast Cultivators have such figures?"
The Ghost Tiger was cleaved in half, and the Sword Qi exhausted itself, with the commotion of both spreading a distance of two or three meters around the street.
Rows of shop fronts shifted parallel to each other.
Li Mo appeared calm on the surface, but was actually apprehensive about Feihong’s Sword Qi.
One must know, under the blessing of Da Ai Mi Tian, the Ghost Tiger had nearly limitless regenerative ability, the toughest among the Seven Tattooed Beasts.
Under normal circumstances, the Ghost Tiger should suppress a Sword Cultivator.
But after catching Feihong’s blow, Li Mo immediately realized that present-day Sword Cultivators were no longer comparable to the ancient Heavenly Sword Sect.
Feihong possessed at least one-third of an Immortal Body, and it’s no exaggeration to say that even a randomly struck Sword Qi contained the remnants of the great Dao.
The Ghost Tiger let out a miserable cry, the residual heat causing its body to crackle.
Seemingly embattled, but since Feihong stationed itself in Five Temples Town, Li Mo was the only one capable of blocking its Sword Qi.
Xinfang Hermit’s footsteps halted, inexplicable fear arising, with pus seeping from his nose and mouth due to mental imbalance.
In his cognition, Sword Cultivators at the same realm should be unmatched.
Why is there a Beast Cultivator able to resist?
Feihong swung again, the Ghost Tiger barely closing its wounds, where flames surged outwards, rapidly raising the town’s temperature.
The Ghost Tiger, its ferocity magnified, its body expanded out of thin air once more.
It charged directly, its massive head of ten meters casting a shadow over the city center, cold and blazing colliding in the air.
The ground collapsed, the aftermath already affecting the array placed in the town by the Five Hidden Sword.
Sword Qi accurately drilled into the wound, the Ghost Tiger enveloped in flames, and after passing the shadow, only one-third of the Sword Qi was consumed.
The edge remained sharp.
Li Mo stood his ground, the elderly body unmoving.