"They're here!"
Ye Tian saw Mo Family Elite Martial Artists rushing toward him.
After killing one ordinary Martial Artist, Ye Tian stood ready for the Elite Martial Artists.
Whoosh whoosh whoosh!
Four early-stage Elite Martial Artists arrived first.
"Kill!"
Without hesitation, the four attacked.
"Shadow Kill!"
A flash of blade light severed all four heads, their bodies lying neatly on the ground.
Soon, more Mo Family Elite Martial Artists and numerous Martial Artists arrived.
Seeing the corpses, they were dumbfounded.
"Who are you?"
Mo Changsheng appeared, serious and fearful.
He was early-stage Elite Martial Artist, roughly equal to the four dead, naturally no match for Ye Tian.
Ye Tian said nothing and charged into the crowd.
He wanted no delays; if Mo Family members escaped secretly, it would ruin his plan.
His goal: swiftly kill Mo Family's top.
"Surround him!"
Mo Changsheng ordered.
Around ten Elite Martial Artists attacked.
But Ye Tian's speed and attack power surpassed even many Great Martial Artists.
Slash slash slash!
Elite Martial Artists fell one by one to Ye Tian's blade.
In moments, over ten Elite Martial Artists died.
Martial Artists were slaughtered in swaths. Under the aura of Ye Tian's blade momentum, ordinary Martial Artists couldn't even escape; massive blade energy swept the scene.
Mo Family had become a hell on earth.
"Demon!"
Mo Changsheng trembled.
He fled toward Mo Changqing's location.
"Father, save me!"
Mo Changsheng screamed for help.
But his speed was much slower than Ye Tian's.
In a few breaths, Ye Tian crossed houses, catching up.
"Stop!"
An urgent voice came from deep within Mo Family—the voice of Mo Changqing.
"Die!"
Ye Tian slashed with Shadow Kill from ten meters away.
A flash of light froze the air within dozens of meters; Mo Changsheng's figure froze motionless.
Moments later, his body split in two, collapsing dead.
"Son!"
Mo Changqing went mad seeing his son die.
"I will kill you!"
He unleashed Forbidden Art, shrouded in blood mist, His skin aging but his aura growing stronger.
Originally, Mo Changqing's strength was 150,000 pounds, but after Forbidden Art, it rose to 300,000 pounds with much faster speed.
Boom!
His furious punch blasted out, Yuan Force forming a giant fist seemingly freezing space itself.
This punch's force was about 600,000 pounds—devastating for early-stage Great Martial Artists.
Yet Ye Tian's attack power exceeded 600,000 pounds.
"Shadow Kill!"
A dazzling blade met Mo Changqing's punch.
Boom!
Air exploded, shockwave sweeping the surroundings. Houses shattered; ordinary people and Martial Artists were killed by the blast.
This was a clash of Great Martial Artists, not for the faint-hearted.
Ye Tian stepped back calmly; Mo Changqing was hurled away with a deep chest wound.
Mo Changqing was seriously injured.
"A Great Martial Artist? Impossible! None in Seaside Base excel at Knife Technique. Who are you?"
Mo Changqing trembled in fear.
"A Great Martial Artist?"
Ye Tian sneered.
Clearly, Mo Changqing mistook him for a Great Martial Artist.
In fact, Ye Tian resembled one—his strength reached Great Martial Artist level, and his speed was close. Without spiritual observation, Mo Changqing's mistake was natural.
Ye Tian ignored Mo Changqing's question and pressed the attack.
The Shadow Kill was so fast even a Great Martial Artist like Mo Changqing struggled to block it.
With Ye Tian's superior attack, Mo Changqing's only advantage was speed and experience, which were meaningless against the huge power gap.
Suddenly, Mo Changqing's arm was severed.
He was grievously wounded.
"This isn't my match—I must retreat!"
Mo Changqing decided to flee, dragging his injured body toward Lin Family's area.
Only the Lin Family could protect him in Seaside Base.
Whether the Lin Family would help was uncertain.
Ye Tian pursued but couldn't catch up.
As Ye Tian was about to give up, Mo Changqing's speed sharply dropped.
"His Forbidden Art must have ended!"
Ye Tian thought.
Without Forbidden Art, Mo Changqing was like fish on a chopping board—at Ye Tian's mercy.
Soon, Ye Tian caught him.
"Please spare me!"
Mo Changqing knelt, begging.
"Die!"
Ye Tian struck without hesitation.
At the moment of Mo Changqing's death, an iron ball appeared in his hand.
The ball cracked open, releasing countless steel needles flying toward Ye Tian.
The needles came too fast and too close.
A Great Martial Artist could dodge, but Ye Tian was an early-stage Elite Martial Artist with slightly slower reflexes.
He managed to raise a Yuan Force shield but…
Amazingly, the needles pierced through, penetrating Ye Tian's body.
"Such powerful hidden weapons!"
Ye Tian was shocked.
Though pierced through organs, under Top Healing Talent, his wounds stabilized instantly and healed rapidly.
Mo Changqing died with many needles in his body.
The iron ball was a complex mechanical device made of unknown metal.
"It must be a one-time-use hidden weapon. I don't know where Mo Changqing got it, but it shoots needles everywhere—including at the user. No wonder he rarely used it. It's a suicide weapon!"
Ye Tian marveled.
Fortunately, he had Top Healing Talent; otherwise, today's carelessness would have been fatal.
"Never underestimate a Great Martial Artist; each has their trump cards!"
Ye Tian mused.
He searched Mo Changqing's body but only found a gold card—likely most possessions remained with the Mo Family.
But it was not the time to visit Mo Family now.
Though their leaders were nearly wiped out, the commotion had already attracted many in Seaside Base.
Many likely gathered to watch Mo Family's plight.
"Home it is."
Ye Tian decided.
His sister Ye Yu was alone; it was safer to return.
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