"Does the Silver Armor Race have any other experts here?"
Li Mo sneered at the Silver Armor Race expert with the Starry Sword in hand.
"Y-y-you …"
After talking for a long time, the Silver Armor clansman did not say a single word.
He couldn't hide the fear in his heart.
"I'll give you a chance to call for reinforcements.
Find some powerful ones. Call as many Silver Armor clansmen as you can.
Because if you fail to kill me, I will kill you. "
Li Mo purposely revealed a murderous smile.
Instead of letting Li Mo scour Cloud Province and find the Silver Armor Race experts one by one,
It would be better to let the Silver Armor Race's men come and let Li Mo deal with them.
With Li Mo's words, Li Mo believed it.
This Silver Armor Race expert was scared out of his wits. In order to save Li Mo's life, he would summon all the Silver Armor Race experts to kill him.
"Still not leaving?
What, you want me to treat you to a meal? "
Seeing the trembling Silver Armor clansman standing in place, Li Mo scolded in annoyance.
"Let's go!"
The Silver Armor clansman, who was scared out of his wits, hurriedly replied. At this moment, he no longer looked as arrogant as before.
However, this Silver Armor Race clansman's legs were like two pieces of wood that wouldn't bend at all.
He raised his leg a few times but couldn't.
He could only use his hands to lift one leg and wait for it to hit the ground.
He lifted the other leg and walked down …
Seeing that the Silver Armor Race expert gradually walked away, the slaves around them slowly came to their senses.
Some of them even pinched their cheeks. Was this all a dream?
Originally, they had already accepted their fate and lived like walking corpses.
They were ready to die at any moment, but now someone came to their rescue.
How could they not be excited?
"Excuse me … sir?"
A braver old man asked Li Mo.
Li Mo looked at the old man, late Golden Core Stage.
They were probably from some small tribes. In the hands of this Silver Armor Race expert, they indeed did not have the strength to resist.
But despite his opponent being a low level cultivator, Li Mo didn't let down his guard.
He just smiled, "Elder, junior is Li Mo."
"Li Mo?"
"Li Mo …"
The slaves around them muttered to themselves. Why did this name sound so familiar?
The stronger slaves, including the old man, stared wide-eyed at Li Mo.
"May I ask if sir is … the one who ended the fake Heavenly Court's chaos, sir Li Mo?"
Another Golden Core Stage middle-aged man looked at Li Mo with a face full of worship.
As for the fake heaven created by Yu Ancestor, in the current history of the nine provinces, it was nothing but a disaster.
And Li Mo, the one who ended this calamity, was the hero of the world.
"Hiss hiss …"
Hearing the middle-aged man's words, the rest of the slaves also gasped.
They stared at Li Mo in disbelief.
Li Mo's killing of Yu Ancestor put an end to the Fake Heavenly Court's chaos.
That was why Li Mo's name was still resounding in the Nine States.
But at this moment, these slaves had no background and no strength.
So they were cut off from the outside world. Some of them only heard of Sir Li Mo's name from the higher ups of their small factions.
But such a hero was too far away from them.
That was why these lowly people didn't care too much about him.
But how could they ever have imagined that one day.
Not only did they get to see this legendary character, he even saved them from the abyss of misery!
Li Mo only nodded.
Li Mo's action made the slaves weep.
They knelt on one knee and said, "Greetings, Sir Li Mo!"
"Greetings, benefactor!"
"…"
They called Li Mo all sorts of things.
"Please rise."
Li Mo's head hurt from all their worship.
Then spiritual qi appeared in Li Mo's palm and spread everywhere, lifting them up.
"Do you know how many Silver Armor Race experts are left in the nine provinces?" Li Mo asked them softly.
"This …"
Li Mo's question caused them to look at each other.
It was the middle-aged man from before who spoke boldly.
"We do not know how many Silver Armor Race experts are in the nine provinces.
However, we do know that there seems to be a Godking from the Silver Armor clan guarding the nine provinces … "
Li Mo had a better understanding of the Silver Armor Race's strength in the nine provinces.
Li Mo continued.
"There will be a big battle here. Go down the mountain."
These slaves were still too weak.
In a real battle, Li Mo's group's seemingly ordinary qi wave was enough to deal a devastating blow to these creatures.
"Yes!
We congratulate Sir Li Mo on his victory! "
"Sir Li Mo is the strongest in the nine provinces. It is only natural that he will win."
"…"
Li Mo's easygoing attitude made their fear for him fade a bit.
Then they started sucking up to Li Mo.
Li Mo then sent them to other places on Heavenly Mountain to inform the captured humans and demons to hurry down the mountain.
For a moment, Sky Mountain seemed a little empty.
"Hu …"
The cold wind howled, even in this scorching summer.
However, it was still cold on Sky Mountain. The white snow that was filled with killing power still had no intention of melting.
Looking at the snow, Li Mo couldn't help but recall his first time here.
That time, the pure white snow's killing power was also dangerous for Li Mo.
But with Li Mo's cultivation, especially his body, the white snow's killing power was no longer a threat to him.
Time flew by. In the blink of an eye, almost a year had passed …
"Senior, are your injuries better?"
Li Mo asked the Dragon Hawk ancestor sitting cross-legged next to him, nursing his wounds.
There might be a battle coming, but Li Mo was very casual about it.
The old ancestor of the Dragon Hawk Clan had said that the Silver Armor Clan had sent a total of nine Great Perfection Divine Kings.
This also included Yin Yunfeng. However, the Dragon Hawk Clan's Old Ancestor didn't see through Yin Yunfeng's strength, so he treated him as a Great Perfection Divine King.
And the Silver Armor Race's nine peak God Kings were all killed by Li Mo under the stars.
As a result, the Godking of the Silver-armor clan who watched over the nine planes was definitely an extremely ordinary Godking.
Such a cultivator posed no threat to Li Mo.