2958 As expected of master

"Master, I understand!"

Mo Ling solemnly nodded at su Mo's warning.

You can die, but you can't kneel!

Mo Ling had a deep understanding of the message contained in these words.

In the past, everyone was like this, so he didn't feel like he had any slave nature.

But now, after hearing his Master's words, he suddenly came to a realization.

That's right!

He no longer had the heart to resist. From his body to his mind, he had been enslaved. This was indeed terrifying.

After keeping the giant axe in his spatial artifact, Mo Ling strode out and opened the door of the hall. A group of people appeared in front of him.

Hundreds of people had gathered outside the hall. The person in the lead was tall and strong. He stood there with his back straight and gave off a feeling of indomitable spirit.

This person was Yin Shuang.

"Haha, coward, you're finally out?" Yin Shuang laughed evilly.

"Eldest senior brother, senior brother Yin Shuang wants to challenge you. Are you still trying to avoid it?"

A young woman with a graceful figure stepped forward and said. Although she had a smile on her face, her expression was full of ridicule.

The woman's name was fan ning, and she was ranked third among the heavenly fate sect's disciples, just behind Mo Ling and Yin Shuang.

Mo Ling coldly glanced at fan ning and finally fixed his eyes on Yin Shuang's face.

"Junior Brother Yin, since you want to fight, I'll grant your wish!" Mo Ling's voice was low and contained a hint of coldness.

"Haha, you're finally willing to fight!"

When Yin Shuang heard this, he immediately laughed heartily. He had challenged the other party a few times, but the other party had not accepted the challenge. He did not expect that he would actually agree now.

As long as he could defeat his opponent and trample him under his feet, Mo Ling would become his stepping stone.

He was the true head disciple of the heavenly fate sect.

"Alright!" Yin Shuang muttered to himself."Let's go to the nine Heavens today!"

Finished talking, Yin Shuang took the lead, stomping his feet and soaring into the sky, straight up into the clouds.

The surrounding people were all excited. Ever since Mo Ling was injured, he kept an extremely low profile and his strength was greatly reduced. Now, he actually dared to accept the challenge.

Did he really recover, or was he forced into battle?

Mo Ling sneered. He followed her and flew up to the nine Heavens.

"Hehe, I would like to see how Mo Ling can turn the tables!"

"Let's go and take a look. Today is the day Mo Ling's reputation is ruined!"

"He's no longer qualified to be the eldest senior brother!"

The disciples discussed among themselves. Then fan ning and the other disciples followed.

The commotion here had obviously attracted a lot of people. The heavenly fate sect had a main peak and a dozen or so secondary peaks, and a large number of disciples went to watch the show.

Mo Ling's father, the heavenly fate sect's eighth elder, mo Wen, stood in front of his elder Palace with his brows furrowed.

"Ling 'er, perhaps it's a good thing that you've come to terms with reality!" Mo Wen sighed in his heart. From his point of view, Mo Ling was bound to lose.

Although this was very cruel, it was not necessarily a bad thing. After losing, he could also completely recognize himself and no longer need to continue to maintain his false strength. He could cultivate in peace and recover his strength.

"What a pity!"

On the main peak, an old man was sitting cross-legged on a huge rock at the peak.

The old man was dressed in white and had a long beard. He had the appearance of a Sage.

This person was the sect master of the heavenly fate sect, Tian Lunzi.

Looking at Yin Shuang and Mo Ling, who were flying up to the nine Heavens, Tian Lunzi shook his head and sighed. Originally, Mo Ling was the successor he had secretly decided on.

However, he knew that Mo Ling no longer had the ability to take over.

He was destined to be replaced.

Today was the day it would end. It was a pity that he had such a good seedling.

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The heavenly Soul Origin world was a huge source world. It only had one continent.

In the world of the origin world of heavenly souls, the sky was divided into Nine Heavens.

The sky that ordinary people could see was the first heaven. Above the nine clouds, one could reach the second heaven after passing through a layer of violent nomological gales.

The second heaven was also the limit that the people of the martial clan could reach. The people of the martial clan were not qualified to enter the third, fourth, and fifth heaven.

In short, there were nine levels of heaven in the origin world of heavenly souls. Members of the martial clan could only stay in the second level of heaven and below. Trespassing into the airspace above the second level of heaven without permission was a capital offense.

Yin Shuang and Mo Ling flew up into the sky. Both of them were cultivators at the peak of the upper level, so they easily passed through the storm of laws and entered the airspace of the second heaven.

Many heavenly fate sect disciples and even some elders followed.

"Mo Ling, you're the eldest senior brother and you're very famous. I can't offend you. I'll let you make the first move!"

Standing in the sky above the second heaven, Yin Shuang stared at Mo Ling in front of him with a mocking smile.

Perhaps this was overpraising!

Before he defeated Mo Ling, he had to praise him a little. The higher he praised him, the worse he would fall later.

"If that's the case, then I'll be polite!"

Mo Ling said coldly. He didn't want to waste his time with the other party. The result was the most important.

Looking at the surrounding disciples, Mo Ling felt carefree. These people must be here to watch a joke.

He wondered what kind of expressions these people would have when they found out that he had recovered his strength.

Without another word, Mo Ling struck out with his palm.

In an instant, the endless laws of Thunder and fire gathered and formed a huge sea of fire that swept across the sky.

In the sea of fire, the lightning was dazzling, and the sound of thunder was deafening.

"How ...?"

When Yin Shuang saw this, he was stunned. Because, this attack was extremely powerful. It was Mo Ling's peak strength.

"He has recovered?"

"When did you recover?"

"Sect master, didn't you say that Mo Ling would not be able to recover within a thousand years?"

Countless disciples of the heavenly fate sect were shocked.

This was too unexpected!

How did Mo Ling's strength recover without any warning!

"It's nothing more than this!"

Yin Shuang laughed coldly. Although he was very surprised, this could not change the outcome.

A huge truncheon appeared in his palm, and he smashed it out.

In an instant, it was as if the sky had collapsed and the earth had caved in. The space, which was dozens of times more stable than the primeval world, was instantly shattered. The overbearing power destroyed everything.

Boom! Boom! Boom!

As soon as it was struck out, everything in its path was destroyed. The violent power of Thunder and fire was destroyed in an instant.

The power that dominated the heavens and earth instantly forced Mo Ling to retreat. He only managed to stop himself after retreating dozens of steps.

"What?"

Mo Ling was shocked. He thought that he could defeat Yin Shuang easily after he recovered his strength. He didn't expect Yin Shuang to be so powerful.

"This ...!"

"It's so powerful!"

"Senior brother Yin Shuang's strength has greatly increased!"

The others were also shocked. Yin Shuang's strength had completely surpassed Mo Ling 's.

"Hahaha! Mo Ling, your era has already become a thing of the past. My strength has improved at a godly speed these few years and I've already surpassed you!"

Yin Shuang laughed loudly and charged forward. The large truncheon in his hand smashed out, setting off boundless waves.

Yin Shuang was very strong, and his abilities far exceeded Mo Ling's expectations. Mo Ling was no match for him and was forced to retreat.

In just three moves, Mo Ling was already unable to block it.

"Detestable!"

Mo Ling felt very aggrieved. Yin Shuang's power of law had improved too much and had completely surpassed him.

"We'll definitely lose!"

"Even if Mo Ling had recovered his strength, he would not be Yin Shuang's match!"

"His position as the eldest senior brother has become a joke!"

Many people started to discuss. The situation was very clear now. Yin Shuang would at most use two more moves and Mo Ling would be defeated.

"Use the giant axe!"

At this moment, a deep voice sounded in Mo Ling's mind. It was su mo.

Seeing Yin Shuang's Jian smashing towards him again, Mo Ling didn't have time to think. He instantly took out his huge axe and struck.

BOOM!

In an instant, it was as if the entire Nine Heavens had been split open. The terrifying axe radiance tore everything apart.

The power of Yin Shuang's Sword Breaker was as weak as a piece of paper. It was torn apart.

The terrifying axe radiance was like a divine light that could destroy the heavens and earth. It swept everything in its path and headed straight for Yin Shuang.

"How is that possible?"

Yin Shuang, who was in high spirits, turned pale with fright. He immediately circulated his entire body's strength to resist.

However, it was all in vain.

The powerful axe radiance tore everything apart and instantly annihilated Yin Shuang's body, not even leaving behind ashes.

"Uh~~~!"

At this moment, everyone was petrified. Not to mention the spectators, even Mo Ling himself was stunned.

One-hit kill, without any suspense!

Not even a trace of his divine soul was left behind. He had completely died and his Dao had vanished.

"What ... What's going on?"

"How ... How could he be so strong?"

"Senior brother Yin Shuang is dead?"

Countless people mumbled to themselves. Their gazes then turned and landed on Mo Ling.

How did Mo Ling's strength suddenly increase to such a terrifying extent?

Was it the giant axe?

Many people's gazes were focused on the giant axe in Mo Ling's hands. However, although this giant axe was extraordinary, it wasn't a very powerful treasured weapon!

"You're overestimating yourself!"

Mo Ling snorted. Although he was shocked and excited, he tried his best to maintain a calm expression.

He was too strong!

Mo Ling screamed in his heart.

Master was indeed master. Even if he didn't show himself, even if he didn't show anything, he was able to let him kill Yin Shuang easily.

It's a great opportunity for me, Mo Ling, to have such a master. My future is limitless.

His master was right.

He had to look at the bigger picture, and the heavenly fate sect was only the starting point.