Therefore, bathed in the Thunder Forest, Lin Mo not only wasn't injured, but felt his whole body undergoing repeated quenching, like iron being forged. The countless quenchings propelled his body towards evolving into a higher life form, making it easier to absorb the spiritual energy of the world.

"Refreshing!"

Lin Mo's face showed a comfortable expression. Both his body and soul were undergoing a genuine baptism, beginning to gradually grow stronger.

"Roar!"

At this moment, behind Lin Mo, a massive mysterious Yin-Yang Map vaguely appeared, composed of a white flowing light and a black flowing light. Under their mutual influence, it rotated the Qiankun Creation Technique slowly clockwise, generating all things from Yin and Yang. A gigantic golden dragon from Huaxia myth faintly appeared behind Lin Mo. Its head resembled a camel's, horns resembled a deer's, eyes resembled a rabbit's, ears resembled a cow's, neck resembled a snake's, belly resembled a clam's, scales resembled a carp's, claws resembled an eagle's, palms resembled a tiger's. Approximately thirty meters in length, it soared and danced, exuding endless dragon might, with eyes like bright pearls

generally showing an indifference overlooking all living things. "Dragon Spine Realm!" Lin Mo clenched his fist, excitedly whispering.

Weihala Desert.

Sand particles danced, a vortex of clouds sank low in the sky, with thunder like fog, electrical serpents swirling.

Lin Mo clenched his fist, a grin cracking his face.

The soldiers with black and white wings surging from both sides were instantly obliterated upon encountering the Thunder Forest, dissipating into nothingness between heaven and earth, their souls turning void.

Both the Second Prince and Xiu's expressions drastically changed, their pupils widening, brows furrowing tightly. They hadn't imagined that such a powerful being still existed among humans.

"Run!"

The only thought remaining in both their hearts.

Immediately, a white flowing light and a black light sliced through the sky, splitting and fleeing in two directions, leaving behind a visual trace of white and black light. One could only imagine their speed.

"Want to kill me, and now you want to escape?"

Lin Mo's lips curled into a bloodthirsty smile, softly calling out, "Xuanyuan Sword!"

The Xuanyuan Sword, carrying the power of thunder and lightning, let out a crisp ring and disappeared on the spot, reappearing a moment later behind the four-winged Xiu with white wings.

"How can it be so fast?"

Xiu's face showed terror as he immediately accelerated once more.

But the Xuanyuan Sword, seemingly teleporting, like a brilliant blue flash, traced a blue ribbon in the sky, immediately piercing the back of the man with white wings.

"Puff!"

Then, the sword tip emerged from Xiu's chest, violently piercing through his body, creating a fist-sized transparent hole in his chest. Strangely, no blood flowed from the wound, but rather emitted a faint golden light, the hole visibly healing itself.

"Heh heh, you can't kill me. I'm an angel."

The four-winged angel Xiu showed a peculiar smile on his face.

"Oh, really?"

Lin Mo snorted coldly, suddenly attracting everyone's horrified gaze.

From behind Lin Mo sprouted tentacles of purple, accurately described as purple vines. Each vine as thick as an adult's arm, seven tentacles danced through the air like tails, each about ten meters long.

"Swoosh swoosh swoosh!"

The seven purple vines pierced through the sky, moving even faster than the Xuanyuan Sword, like purple lightning, continuously growing longer. Each vine directly broke through a thousand-meter distance.

Before Xiu could react, his entire body was tightly wrapped by the seven purple vines.

"What, what is this?"

Xiu's face showed fear, his whole body emitting a strong golden light, as if trying to break free from the purple vines that bound him. However, no matter how hard he struggled, the purple vines did not budge, instead tightening more and more.

Whoosh!

A white light slashed at one of the purple vines, creating a half-inch cut on its surface. However, shortly after, the vine twisted, and the cut healed automatically, returning to its pristine state.

Under the thunderclouds, another white two-winged angel who had survived the thunder emitted the white light just now.

"How can this be?" The white two-winged angel's eyes widened. His strongest attack only caused a small wound on the strange vine, which quickly healed.

"Die!"

Lin Mo coldly shouted, casually slapping down. The sky's True Yuan converged into a roughly ten-meter-wide cyan handprint, bringing a heavy aura and instantly smashing the white two-winged angel into dust.

"Friend, we have no enmity. Let me go, and I promise never to trouble you again." Xiu exhausted his strength, unable to open the vine's wrapping, suddenly speaking.

Lin Mo looked at him indifferently, a glint in his eyes.

"Why didn't you say this when you wanted to kill me just now?"

Xiu's eyes widened, his face turning pale, "Do you know who I am? If you kill me, it will bring you great trouble."

"I hate being threatened the most."

Lin Mo snorted coldly.

The vines wrapped around the four-winged Xiu tightened continuously. Each vine possessed tremendous power, pressing down until Xiu's bones creaked and cracked, shattering under the immense pressure.

Moreover, tiny needle-like spikes grew on the surface of each vine, directly piercing into Xiu's body.

"No, I'm immortal."

Xiu finally showed a frantic expression, struggling desperately, but it was all in vain. He clearly felt the power within his body being relentlessly absorbed by the vines.

In an instant, Xiu's pure white four wings turned into flowing light and gradually dissipated into the air, while Xiu's body withered, like a dried-up deadwood, falling from high above.

"There's still one more!"

Lin Mo turned around, a glint of madness in his eyes.

The Second Prince, who had fled earlier, hadn't gone too far, standing three miles away, quietly watching this scene. Perhaps he thought that Lin Mo couldn't catch up from that distance, or maybe he wanted to see if Xiu could handle Lin Mo.

But seeing Lin Mo easily crush the four-winged Xiu like a small chick, the Second Prince's scalp tingled. They were both four-winged beings, yet in Lin Mo's hands, he had no chance to resist!

"Run!"

The Second Prince reacted, surrounded by black fog, immediately speeding up and transforming into a black light, fleeing into the distance.

Lin Mo's lips curled into a cold smile, "Dragon Transformation!"

Suddenly, a blinding white pillar of light descended vertically from the thunderclouds, exuding vast divine might. The entire Death Valley seemed almost destroyed by lightning. Lin Mo looked up, a trace of enjoyment on his face, basking in the pillar of light.

"Roar!"

A golden divine dragon soared through the sky, letting out an eardrum-shattering dragon roar.