Currently, Marquis Mo had not been sucked into the Yama Hall.

Even City Lord-level figures at the Fourth Layer of the Soul Gathering Realm could not withstand the Yama Hall’s power. Since Marquis Mo was only at the Soul Gathering Realm First Layer, by all rights, he should have had absolutely no chance of escape.

This could only mean one thing: Marquis Mo possessed a powerful treasure.

Lin Hao saw that not only had Marquis Mo avoided being drawn into the Yama Hall, but even Mo Yantian, who was always by his side, had not been pulled in either.

However, they weren’t having an easy time of it. Mo Yantian, in particular, was clearly using his cultivation to resist, his face flushed beet-red.

Although this situation was somewhat unexpected, Lin Hao recovered his composure in an instant.

Not only that, but a fighting spirit flickered in Lin Hao’s eyes as he stared at Mo Yantian, who stood beside Marquis Mo.

A moment later, all the wails of agony vanished.

Of the dozens of people who had originally followed Marquis Mo, all except for Mo Yantian had been sucked into the virtual Yama Hall.

In the Celestial Monarch’s Mansion, the eyes of Chu Yanwu and Yunxi, who witnessed this scene, went wide. They were shocked beyond belief.

Dozens of Soul Gathering Realm Martial Artists, eliminated just like that. It was horrifying!

"Demon!" Yunxi snapped back to her senses, spitting out the word as she glared at Lin Hao with hatred.

"I have to say, Chu Tiandu really had some skills. It’s been thousands of years, yet the Yama Hall still possesses such might." Only the turtle could utter such words so calmly.

"Huh? What is Master planning to do?" Chu Yanwu saw that the virtual Yama Hall had disappeared, while Mo Yantian and Marquis Mo were still standing before Lin Hao.

"That kid Lin Hao wants to test how big the gap is between him and Mo Yantian," the turtle said calmly after a glance.

"A Soul Gathering Realm First Layer challenging a Fourth Layer?!" Chu Yanwu was stunned when he heard this.

’Only my master would dare do something like this.’

"Little Wu, how long do you think Lin Hao can last against Mo Yantian?" The turtle seemed to be in a good mood after witnessing the previous scene and asked Chu Yanwu.

"Replying to Divine Lord Turtle, this humble one does not know." Facing the turtle’s question, Chu Yanwu didn’t dare to be the slightest bit careless and answered with utmost respect.

The turtle shook his head and asked Yunxi, "Little girl, what do you think?"

"If he doesn’t use that palace and lets Mo Yantian fight without restraint, he’ll be suppressed and killed!" Yunxi said with a deadpan expression.

Lin Hao was certainly formidable, but he was only at the Soul Gathering Realm First Layer, while Mo Yantian’s cultivation was at the Fourth Layer. There was simply no comparison between the two.

Hearing her say this, the turtle also nodded in agreement. "Sometimes even I can’t figure that kid out. He insists on doing the impossible."

Outside Yama Street, Mo Yantian had the same question as the turtle.

"You want to challenge me?" A complex look crossed Mo Yantian’s face when he heard Lin Hao’s challenge.

Lin Hao nodded with great solemnity.

"Hahaha, you have countless ways to kill me. Just use them. Why resort to such a poor tactic?"

In Mo Yantian’s eyes, Lin Hao was just toying with him.

"You think I’m toying with you? No, you’re not even qualified for that." Lin Hao answered his own rhetorical question, then continued, ignoring the incredibly dark expression that had suddenly appeared on Mo Yantian’s face:

"I’m giving you a chance. A chance to capture or kill me. To be honest, outside this Yama Street, the only thing I can use is that Yama Hall. But now, it can’t be used."

As Lin Hao spoke, he pointed to the words "Yama Street."

Mo Yantian looked over and saw that the originally bright red characters had now turned black and were dull and lusterless.

But this still wasn’t enough to convince Mo Yantian.

Lin Hao said no more and abruptly threw a palm strike.

A section of the ground on Yama Street collapsed under Lin Hao’s palm strike.

Mo Yantian’s eyes lit up, and he also sent out a palm strike, aiming straight for the top of Lin Hao’s head.

Lin Hao wasn’t the least bit surprised. He didn’t even bat an eyelid.

Mo Yantian’s palm paused above Lin Hao’s head, then suddenly shot out, striking the ground behind him.

BOOM!

The ground on Yama Street caved in from the blow.

This time, Mo Yantian believed Lin Hao’s words.

"Mo Yantian, take down Lin Hao, and you will enter the capital with me and be admitted to the Golden Throne Hall." Marquis Mo spoke up at just the right moment.

"As you command!" Mo Yantian had long been unwilling to remain a mere City Lord. With Marquis Mo’s words, he made his decision in an instant.

"Lin Hao, although I don’t know why you insist on doing the impossible, if you’re looking to die, I’ll be happy to oblige." Staring at Lin Hao, Mo Yantian could almost see a vision of himself standing second to only one person and above all others.

"Mo Yantian, your intelligence is worrying. I hope your cultivation doesn’t disappoint me," Lin Hao said, and without giving Mo Yantian time to react, he took the initiative and attacked.

Lin Hao’s speed was incredible. Before his words had even faded, he was already in front of Mo Yantian, throwing a punch.

Mo Yantian was truly a Fourth Layer Soul Gathering Realm Martial Artist. Although Lin Hao was fast, by listening to the wind to judge his position, he shifted his body to the side and dodged Lin Hao’s punch.

BOOM!

Behind Mo Yantian, an unknown number of buildings were swept away by the gale of energy from the strike.

As Mo Yantian dodged Lin Hao’s attack, he threw a palm strike of his own.

BOOM!

Lin Hao dodged as well, but Mo Yantian’s palm strike completely obliterated the entire Yama Street.

Not only that, but even though Lin Hao dodged, his body was still sent flying backward by the powerful gale of energy.

A casual strike from someone at the Fourth Layer of the Soul Gathering Realm was astonishingly powerful.

Before Lin Hao could even escape the gale, Mo Yantian’s palm had already arrived.

This was a palm made of condensed True Essence, and it was extremely fast.

The dustpan-sized hand of True Essence reached the top of Lin Hao’s head in an instant, then abruptly pressed down.

A Fourth Layer Soul Gathering Realm Martial Artist utilized the power of True Essence to its fullest in every move.

Lin Hao found that he was actually unable to escape this giant hand.

The ground around Lin Hao turned to dust under the pressure of this great hand of True Essence.

Operating his Cultivation Technique at full power, Lin Hao suddenly used all his strength to also form a hand of True Essence, sending it up to meet Mo Yantian’s great hand.

"Don’t!" From the Celestial Monarch’s Mansion, Chu Yanwu cried out in alarm upon seeing this.

Unfortunately, the restriction seals on the Celestial Monarch’s Mansion had been reinforced by Lin Hao, so his voice could not get out.

Outside the mansion, a smile appeared on Mo Yantian’s face when he saw Lin Hao’s action. A Soul Gathering Realm First Layer Martial Artist daring to clash head-on with him was simply courting death.

"Don’t use your full strength!" Just then, Marquis Mo’s voice rang out.

From his birth until he met Lin Hao, Marquis Mo had never known defeat. But ever since meeting Lin Hao, the blows had come one after another, each more severe than the last. Marquis Mo didn’t want Lin Hao to have too easy a death.

Hearing Marquis Mo’s words, Mo Yantian abruptly reduced the power in his hand by forty percent.

Even so, sixty percent of the power of a Fourth Layer Soul Gathering Realm Martial Artist was still terrifyingly strong, definitely not something an ordinary Soul Gathering Realm First Layer Martial Artist could withstand.

Never mind an ordinary Soul Gathering Realm First Layer Martial Artist; even a genius disciple would stand no chance.

The next moment, the two hands of True Essence violently collided.

BOOM!

It was like a massive explosion had occurred. Dust and sand flew everywhere, obscuring everything from view.

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