Chapter 615: I’ve Come In — What Will You Do About It?

A desolate sea island.

Only a few bare rocks jutted from the ground.

There wasn’t much greenery to be seen.

In the sky above, a few unknown grey seabirds circled overhead.

Their cries were hoarse and unpleasant.

It was unclear whether they were hunting prey or seeking mates.

Whoosh, whoosh—

Two graceful figures landed one after the other.

They scanned their surroundings suspiciously.

It was none other than Chen Yu and Luo Yan.

“Strange. That person’s aura vanished as soon as it landed here,” Chen Yu said grimly.

“This place feels off somehow. What island is this?” Luo Yan asked in a low voice.

Chen Yu shook her head.

They had long cultivated in the inner seas and rarely ventured into the outer seas.

And the outer seas contained no fewer than eighteen regions.

Islands were scattered like stars in the sky—too many to count.

Even a Supreme Realm cultivator couldn’t possibly remember them all.

Let alone them—cultivators at the Nirvana Realm with only forty Dao Marks each.

“Could it be he lured us here on purpose?” Chen Yu frowned.

Luo Yan chuckled. “You’re overthinking it. He’s just a minor cultivator from the Falling Star Sea Region.”

“I’d guess his Dao Marks just barely passed twenty.”

“Even if he did lure us to a place like this, so what?”

“A Nirvana Realm cultivator with only twenty Dao Marks wants to kill us?”

Chen Yu nodded slightly.

That did make sense.

Cultivators from the outer seas were generally weaker.

That man clearly wasn’t someone like Ying Tianhao, Yue Baifeng, or Wang Chengfu—those sect master-level figures.

Which meant his cultivation couldn’t be too high.

Most likely, he was desperate, hoping to hide on this island and escape pursuit.

Just then, the ground around them began to tremble.

In the blink of an eye, a pillar of light surged upward, forming a towering wall that enclosed them both.

By the time the two reacted, they were already trapped within a formation.

“What kind of formation is this?”

Chen Yu’s expression darkened. She controlled her flying sword to strike, but it was easily repelled by the light barrier.

Luo Yan shook her head. “It’s a top-grade Heaven-rank Ground-Sealing Sky-Locking Formation. It doesn’t deal damage—just seals all beings inside.”

Chen Yu looked grim.

This person had landed on this desolate island in advance and even set up a top-grade Heaven-rank formation!

Clearly, he wasn’t some ordinary cultivator.

“So what if he’s trapped us?”

“He can kill us?”

Chen Yu sneered.

Though the Ground-Sealing Sky-Locking Formation was virtually indestructible, as long as they slowly wore it down, it would eventually run out of energy and collapse.

“I’m not going to kill you.”

Shen Mo’s light voice suddenly rang out.

He appeared in the air, looking down on the two of them.

“Killing you is easy. Not killing you is more useful to me.”

Shen Mo gave a faint smile.

He currently had forty-two Dao Marks.

These two were likely around the same.

But his manifestation, cultivation method, martial skills, and spiritual tools were all top-tier.

On top of that, he had an Eternal Flame—a divine object of heaven and earth.

At equal realms, taking on two opponents at once was hardly a challenge.

If he couldn’t even manage that, then all his fortuitous encounters might as well have gone to a dog.

“Ridiculous!”

“A mere outer sea cultivator dares speak so wildly to us?”

Chen Yu sneered.

She clearly didn’t take Shen Mo seriously at all.

Luo Yan’s gaze flickered coldly as she sneered, “If you’ve got guts, come in.”

Shen Mo, of course, knew this was a provocation.

But he intended to enter regardless.

“I’ve come in. What will you do about it?” he said calmly, floating in midair.

“Kill you!”

Chen Yu and Luo Yan attacked at once.

Two flying swords—one icy, one flaming—shot forth like two furious dragons, baring their fangs as they struck!

Flying swords tore through the air, producing a piercing shriek.

Even before they reached him, a fierce, oppressive wind had already enveloped the area.

If it had been any ordinary Nirvana Realm cultivator, they would have been overwhelmed by the combined pressure of the two flying swords alone.

But Shen Mo remained calm and unafraid.

Facing the pincer attack from the two women, he merely raised his fist with composure.

“Perfect. I’ll use you to test out this new martial technique.”

Shen Mo smiled faintly.

A manifestation of a Primal Elephant, roaring across the heavens, suddenly appeared behind him.

In the next instant, a colossal fist that seemed capable of shattering the sky came crashing down!

The surface of the giant fist was covered in dense, emerald-green dragon scales.

Faint dragon roars echoed from within.

The range of the fist was vast.

Though Chen Yu and Luo Yan were standing more than five hundred meters apart,

they both felt a powerful sense of imminent danger at the same time.

“What martial technique is that?!”

Their hearts trembled violently.

After years of cultivation in Xuanyin Cave Heaven, they had never encountered such a domineering and arrogant martial technique.

They had seen dragon race cultivators from the Flame Flood Dragon Palace in action.

But nothing like this—nothing so overflowing with overwhelming draconic might.

Right now, it felt to them as if a real, living true dragon had launched this punch!

True dragon… true dragon…

Something suddenly occurred to Chen Yu. She cried out in alarm, “Could that be a True Dragon Martial Technique?!”

Luo Yan’s eyes widened. “Impossible! True Dragon Martial Techniques are the highest secrets of the dragon race. How could they be passed down—let alone learned by a human cultivator?!”

Dragon race techniques were divided into two types:

The first—ordinary dragon techniques.

These were suitable for dragonkin, flood dragons, and dragons with impure bloodlines.

The second—profound and mysterious techniques.

These demanded exceedingly high bloodline purity and comprehension. Only true dragons could cultivate them.

Hence, such techniques were called True Dragon Techniques and True Dragon Martial Techniques.

Ordinary dragons or beings of other races couldn’t even begin to comprehend them.

The name “True Dragon” itself commanded the reverence of the world.

Yet the person before them had unleashed a martial technique only true dragons could cultivate?

How could they not be shocked?

How could they not be shaken?

“You’ve realized it a bit too late.”

“Let’s see if you can withstand this punch.”

Shen Mo smiled faintly.

His fist was already falling.

This was none other than—a Saint-rank True Dragon Martial Technique: Emerald Dragon Fist!

Boom—boom—boom!

Ferocious dragon might howled downward.

Like a torrential downpour.

Every inch of ground inside the Ground-Sealing Sky-Locking Formation was engulfed by the overwhelming pressure of dragon might and terrifying fist wind!

Crack!

The two flying swords were blown away by the Emerald Dragon Fist.

They gave off strained creaks in mid-air.

Then slammed into the light barrier with a dull thud before crashing to the ground.

When they landed, the glow around them had already dimmed.

Clearly, they had been heavily damaged.

Buzz—buzz!

The momentum of the Emerald Dragon Fist remained unstoppable as it charged straight toward Chen Yu and Luo Yan.

All around, endless waves of life force surged forth, rushing toward Shen Mo.

In just a moment, the two women realized—this was not a blow they could take lightly.

They screamed and immediately summoned their manifestations.

Above Chen Yu’s head appeared a giant fish swimming through the void.

Above Luo Yan’s, a swallow soaring across the sky, crying toward the heavens.

Both manifestations bore forty Dao Marks.

They gave it everything they had—summoning their manifestations, unleashing defensive martial techniques.

Yet when that punch landed,

it shattered the defenses they took such pride in as if they were nothing but scrap!

A loud crack rang out.

Spiritual power exploded like starlight, bursting apart into invisibility.

The two women spat out mouthfuls of blood, their bodies flung backward, crashing hard into the light barrier of the Ground-Sealing Sky-Locking Formation.

Their faces turned pale in an instant, drained of all color.

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