Two groups simultaneously flew to the vicinity of the vortex, each person's eyes glinting with an extremely sharp light, like predators on the hunt, ready to launch their strongest attack as soon as the prey appears!

The vortex gradually expanded, and suddenly a figure appeared in the middle of the two groups! Lin Mo had just emerged from the passage, barely having a chance to glance around, when he felt as if his tail had caught fire. Every hair on his body stood on end, his entire body covered in golden armor, the purple marks of the Blood Demon Vine King on his bones radiating brilliant purple light. Every bone was completely covered with purple marks, turning entirely black and purple.

Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh!

Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh!

The sharp whistle produced by piercing the air.

From directions five hundred meters to the left and right, more than a dozen beams of black and white light shot rapidly, each beam carrying an extremely dangerous aura.

Moreover, the speed of the light far exceeded the speed of sound, at least several times over, giving Lin Mo no time to dodge.

"Bang, bang, bang!"

The beams of light instantly struck Lin Mo, triggering violent explosions, with airwaves radiating outward for kilometers, forming ring-like space shock waves.

In Death Valley, the dark forces' eyes were fixed on the explosion's center, almost without daring to blink.

The one who had claimed to be Louis of the Blood Clan was devoured by a single beam of black light. Now, with about a dozen light beams striking Lin Mo, could he survive?

"It's Mr. Lin!" Qiao exclaimed.

Kenneth and Fire Phoenix also saw the youth surrounded by the two groups, with black hair and black eyes. Who else could it be but Lin Mo?

"It's that person!" Angel's eyes widened.

The elder of the Grover family revealed a glimmer in his cloudy eyes.

Compared to those winged creatures in the sky, who didn't seem human, even those from the Dark World who had once hated or held grudges against Lin Mo now hoped he would survive, because racially, Lin Mo was human.

"Doomed, those people are too strong, even their subordinates are stronger than Yuri."

"Yes, no matter how powerful that Mr. Lin is, he can't possibly be their match."

"I wonder who these people are and where they came from."

The dark forces started to discuss because the convergence of light created a visual light barrier along with the explosion's airwaves. Unable to see the situation clearly, everyone thought Lin Mo had been reduced to ashes.

"Eh!"

The Second Prince suddenly frowned, uttering a surprised sound.

Hidden among those with pure white wings, the cultivator's eyes also flickered with a hint of astonishment.

At the point where the light beams converged, the afterimage disappeared, leaving a youth still standing in place.

Lin Mo's eyes were crimson red. Having just left the Ancient Battlefield Ruins, he hadn't expected to encounter an ambush. The Xuanyuan Sword had blocked three beams for him, and his body had subtly twisted to dodge five more, but still, seven beams struck him.

Blood oozed from the corner of Lin Mo's mouth, with a bullet hole in his chest and thigh, golden blood continuously pouring out, yet visibly healing at a rapid pace.

"If my body hadn't reached the Four Symbols Peak, these dozen light beams would have killed me," Lin Mo clenched his fist, fury swelling in his chest.

Since being reborn, due to his family, friends, and wife, Lin Mo's heart had been relatively calm. But in the perilous Cultivation World, Lin Mo was decisive and even bloodthirsty in his actions, though he hadn't erupted for years.

Now, these people had provoked Lin Mo.

Lin Mo's crimson eyes exuded endless killing intent, with deep purple flames floating around him.

"Is this guy a strong human? Even the Death Ray couldn't kill him." The Second Prince frowned slightly, "Take him down and retrieve the item."

As a noble prince from Hell's lineage, he didn't want to handle a human himself, as it would lower his status.

"Yes, Second Prince."

Two men with black wings instantly turned into two streaks of black light, curving to pounce aggressively at Lin Mo.

The strength of these two was almost on par with Yuri.

"Die!"

Clutching the Xuanyuan Sword tightly with his right hand, Lin Mo swung it down, a light beam thin as a cicada's wings extending hundreds of meters, like a golden light curtain or the Milky Way cascading down from the Nine Heavens, releasing an aura of the primitive and the obliterating, making those nearby feel as insignificant as dust.

"Watch out!"

One of the black-winged men paled and suddenly changed direction in mid-air, tracing an arc of black light.

But his companion was too late to change course, witnessing himself being cut in half, falling to the ground, while he felt a pain in his back, losing a segment of his left wing.

"You should also be dead."

Lin Mo shouted, and several purple fireballs attached to the body of the black-winged man, who screamed in agony as he turned to black ashes, scattering into the air.

The Second Prince's mouth twitched as he watched this scene, "Since when did humans have such powerful beings?"

The cultivator glared.

"All together, kill him!" The Second Prince roared in fury; he had not expected the human he hadn't taken seriously to kill two of his subordinates.

Meanwhile, the cultivator waved his hand, the opponent being a super strong force not to be underestimated. Successfully emerging from Death Valley, he must possess heavy treasure; no one wanted the treasure to fall into the opponent's hands.

After all, the treasure was in a Space Ring, and its contents were unknown; each would claim the lack of others' desired items once captured, with no proof to contradict.

The Second Prince and the cultivator didn't act themselves; even though Lin Mo had slain two black-winged men with a single sword, it was because the two had underestimated him and had been too careless.

In their eyes, Lin Mo's strength wasn't yet sufficient for them to act personally.

Lin Mo's mouth curled into an eerie smile: "I've reached Innate Realm, unrestrained across the world!"

A sudden transformation came upon the dark yellow sky; oppressive thunderclouds swiftly gathered, lightning crisscrossed within, and electric serpents darted among the clouds, radiating a strong celestial might.

Those on both sides, becoming streaks of white light and black rays, found their faces changing drastically.

But by then, it was too late to flee.

The sky dropped dense lightning, imbued with unparalleled celestial might, making everyone feel as though they had rushed into a Thunder Forest.

The cascading lightning struck these individuals, instantly turning them into ashes.

Lin Mo's strength had been suppressed at the Ancient Battlefield Ruins; now, after leaving, his abilities immediately restored. He had already entered the Foundation Establishment Peak and had frantically cultivated for four months at the Ancient Battlefield Ruins; the power within him could already break through to the Innate Realm.

Breaking through to Innate, officially becoming a cultivator, would naturally attract Heavenly Thunder, but these were not true Tribulations. Instead, they were meant to temper the cultivator's body.