If it was someone in the late stage, great stage, or even Sky Immortal Stage.
The heavenly punishment they could borrow would be stronger, but so would the backlash.
One misstep and they'd die from the heavenly punishment before killing the enemy.
Of course, Meng Lin's power was beyond Ge Long's imagination.
After all, an early stage Earth Immortal Stage cultivator had to endure a heavenly punishment from a mid stage Earth Immortal Stage cultivator. Even if he only blocked half of it, his fighting prowess was frightening enough.
This meant that Meng Lin's fighting prowess was infinitely close to a mid stage Earth Immortal Stage cultivator.
The Great Dream Sacred Art's power was on full display.
Ge Long calmed down at Li Xue's rebuke.
Li Xue was the one who presided over the stronghold's competition. If Ge Long didn't abide by the rules, he'd be disrespecting Li Xue.
To put it mildly, he'd be disrespecting Li Xue. To put it more seriously, he'd be violating the elders' agreement.
Even a mid stage Earth Immortal Stage cultivator like Ge Long wouldn't dare go against the elders' agreement.
Therefore, after some consideration, Grond could only bow to Li Xue and say,
"Ge Long knows his mistake."
"Humph."
Li Xue snorted and took back the white silk.
"Retreat!"
The indignant Grong waved his arm and led his clansmen down the mountain.
Now that he was injured and couldn't even get Golden Snake Mountain, Ge Long didn't want to stay any longer.
"Hold it!"
Ge Long and the rest were about to leave, but Li Mo stopped them.
"Brat, what do you want?"
Ge Long stopped and shouted in annoyance.
"A dignified Earthly Immortal Stage powerhouse attacked a Core Formation Stage junior.
I reckon you're the only one in the Earth Immortal Stage capable of doing such a thing. "
Li Mo stepped forward and said sarcastically.
Ge Long almost killed him, so how could Li Mo let it go so easily?
"You … want to die?"
Ge Long turned and spoke in a low voice.
If Meng Lin and Li Xue weren't here, Ge Long's face was ashen from the repeated provocations he could squash with a single finger.
"Since your Gedo Stronghold issued a competition to our Sunset Mountain Stronghold, it would be rude not to reciprocate.
So today, I represent the Dusk Mountain Gang to challenge you to a knockoff competition!
The time was set to be one year later, and the location was still the same.
Since the juniors have finished competing, Senior Meng Lin will compete with you, Great Patriarch Gron, in a year's time.
The stakes aren't much, just two spirit veins. How about it? "
Li Mo's hands trembled.
As the leader of the Falling Mountain Camp, Li Mo had the right to represent the Falling Mountain Camp in the contest.
Meng Lin's eyes shone.
On the other hand, Gerron was so angry that he almost vomited blood. His already pale face turned even paler. It was obvious that Gerron's injuries had worsened.
It wasn't that Ge Long was afraid of Meng Lin, but Li Xue had already said it.
Ge Long had drawn out the Heavenly Punishment, and the internal injuries he had suffered would not be able to heal within ten years.
Even though Meng Lin had suffered some injuries, Li Xue was there to help him at the crucial moment.
Therefore, although Meng Lin's injuries seemed serious, they were not fatal. She would be able to recover completely within a year.
When he saw that Meng Lin's combat prowess wasn't any weaker than a powerhouse in the Medium Stage of the Earth Celestial Stage, Grong knew that Meng Lin was a powerful cultivator.
Even with a year's rest, he was still no match for Meng Lin at his peak.
"This guy isn't at a disadvantage."
On the blue spirit bird, Li Xue's cold face showed a smile for the first time.
The calm Li Xue was now a little interested in Li Mo.
Of course, it was just a little.
Seeing Ge Long in silence, Li Mo shook his head and mocked.
"I didn't expect a grand earth immortal to be so cowardly.
Why don't you ask senior Meng Lin to use only one hand? "
"Yeah!
Falling Mountain Camp is just so-so! "
"Don't ever call yourself one of the strongest tribes again!"
"…"
The fear the people of Dusk Mountain Village had for Gedo Mountain Village was slowly disappearing. Now, everyone actually dared to mock and ridicule Gelong.
Meng Kun and the rest of the older generation stared in a daze at the figure before them.
They knew it was this young man who made them fearless of the Gedo Camp.
Wasn't the Gedo Camp strong?
No!
The Gedo Camp's foundation was strong, but it was being whittled away by Li Mo.
Li Mo was using his actions to tell everyone that the Gedo Camp wasn't invincible. What was there to be afraid of?
"Pff!"
Ge Long couldn't take it any longer at the Falling Mountain Camp's taunts.
His face paled and he coughed blood.
It wasn't that Ge Long didn't want to talk, but he was doing his best to suppress his internal injuries.
After all, no one would feel good with such a wound and Li Mo's infuriating attitude.
"There's no need to be like this. If you don't dare, then don't.
Who do you think you're spitting blood to scare? "
Li Mo spoke with disdain. He then turned to the Gedo Camp's First Elder, Ge Fang.
"Ge Fang, if your leader is afraid to fight, then what about you?
What about you?
We'll fight again a year from now, with the stakes unchanged. Are you up for it? "
Li Mo was only in the Core Formation stage, yet he was challenging a Nascent Soul stage expert.
If Ge Fang didn't fight, it would be a huge disgrace.
"Leader!"
"Leader, you can't!"
"…"
The Falling Mountain Camp's people cried out in worry. Li Mo was the heart of the people.
They all knew Li Mo challenged Ge Fang because of the Falling Mountain Camp!
"Good!
Brat, a year from now will be the day you die! "
Ge Fang was startled at first.
She didn't think Li Mo would dare challenge her. Ge Fang's cultivation took four hundred years to reach this level.
How old was Li Mo? How far could a late Core Formation Stage cultivator reach in a year's time?
How could he fight a peak Nascent Soul stage cultivator like her?
But after her shock, Ge Fang was afraid Li Mo would go back on his word and agreed.
A year from now, she could kill Li Mo and get two Spiritual Veins at the same time. Why not?
"It's still too early to say who will live and who will die."
Li Mo grinned, his tone cold.
He could kill a Golden Core stage expert in the Core Formation stage. Did he have to wait until he was in the Nascent Soul stage to kill a Nascent Soul?
This was Li Mo's confidence!
"Humph!"
Gron snorted heavily. He was so angry that he didn't say anything else and led his clansmen out.
"Li!"
A roar rang out in the sky as the Green Spirit Bird brought Li Xue and flew towards the horizon.
Since the competition was over, the cold Li Xue didn't bother to say a word and left on her blue bird.
"Cough, let's go."
Meng Lin coughed softly.
His wounds were only flesh wounds, but it wasn't a good feeling either.
Li Mo helped Meng Lin up and led his people down Golden Snake Mountain.
It took them three days and two nights to get there. When they returned to the stronghold,
Everyone was injured, so it took even longer.
The team of a hundred took five days to get back to the Falling Mountain Camp.