Wei Yuanwei wasn't the eleventh elder. Not to mention the eleventh elder's battle with Li Mo had drained him of his spiritual qi.
That was why the shadow leopard claw was so weak.
"Come with me to the shadow leopard tribe."
Wei Yuanwei walked step by step towards Li Mo as he spoke coldly.
"In your dreams!"
Li Mo clenched his teeth. He then slapped the ground and lifted Li Mo up.
At the same time, Li Mo's arms thickened, turning blue and black.
His fingers lengthened and his palm doubled in size.
A cold aura spread from Li Mo's palm, causing Wei Yuanwei's expression to change.
Wei Yuanwei's eyes went wide as he stared at Li Mo's arm.
"This is … a totem!"
Wei Yuanwei also had a shadow leopard tribe's totem. He always thought his tribe's totem was strong.
But now that he sensed Li Mo's totem's power, Wei Yuanwei knew it was even stronger than the shadow leopard's!
Wei Yuanwei looked at Li Mo with dread in his eyes. Wei Yuanwei asked.
"And you said you weren't sent by another tribe!
Speak!
Which tribe sent you as a spy?! "
How could someone with such a powerful totem be from a small tribe like Duan Long's?
"Humph …"
With the totem's power, Li Mo's aura grew colder.
Even this laughter was so cold that Wei Yuanwei's body couldn't help but shiver.
Li Mo was like a specter, appearing before Wei Yuanwei in a flash.
"You think you're the only one with a totem?"
Wei Yuanwei roared, still holding on to a sliver of hope.
Although Spirit Guide cultivators could borrow the totem's power, the strength of the Spirit Guide cultivator depended on how much totem's power he could borrow.
Wei Yuanwei believed Li Mo couldn't borrow too much totem's power.
Wei Yuanwei opened his mouth.
"Roar!"
A shadow leopard's roar came from Wei Yuanwei's throat. Wei Yuanwei's skin turned blue.
A long tail appeared behind Wei Yuanwei's back, looking at his limbs.
Wei Yuanwei's limbs turned into shadow leopard's claws.
These thick claws were the size of a grown man's head, full of power!
Wei Yuanwei crawled on the ground.
However, the pressure coming from Wei Yuanwei had already surpassed Bao Wu Fa, who was at the peak of the Spirit Drawing Realm.
The totem power that Wei Yuanwei was able to borrow was much more than what the Eleventh Elder had.
"Roar!"
Wei Yuanwei roared at Li Mo and leaped at Li Mo.
His sharp eyes stared at Li Mo's throat as if to tear it apart.
But with the totem's power, Li Mo was as fast as a ghost.
Even with the shadow leopard totem's power, Wei Yuanwei couldn't match Li Mo's speed. Li Mo flashed to make way for Wei Yuanwei.
Wei Yuanwei was right behind Li Mo. Li Mo caught Wei Yuanwei's tail.
Li Mo spun Wei Yuanwei then threw him on the thatched hut.
Thump! Li Mo swung Wei Yuanwei around then threw him on top of the thatched hut.
Thump …
Dust filled the air as Wei Yuanwei's body crushed the thatched hut to the ground.
For a moment, the entire space fell silent.
The Shadow Leopard Tribe's guards looked at Li Mo as if they were looking at a ghost.
Even Duan Long and the other tribesmen had their mouths wide open.
The power Li Mo and Wei Yuanwei displayed was beyond human. It was a power they couldn't comprehend!
Duan Long didn't expect it either. 'How long has it been?
How did Li Mo get so strong? '
"Run!"
"Hurry back to the tribe and tell the chief."
"…"
The dozen or so guards, who had just recovered from their shock, shouted at the burly man and rushed in all directions. Their many years of experience had taught them that they couldn't just escape in one direction.
If they did, none of them would be able to escape.
"You want to leave after killing someone?"
Li Mo turned and spoke coldly.
Whoosh!
Whoosh!
Whoosh …
As Li Mo's voice trailed off, the sky was filled with his afterimages.
Just as the sun set and the moon rose, Li Mo was like a specter as he sped towards the guards.
These guards were only in the 7th or 8th stage of the Body Tempering Stage. How fast could they be?
Li Mo caught up to them effortlessly. Every time Li Mo's dark blue palm landed, blood splattered everywhere.
With every spurt of blood, a corpse would fall to the ground.
The guards fled in all directions, but Li Mo caught them all in the blink of an eye.
That heartless palm seemed to come from the depths of hell, reaping lives.
Ah Da was killed by Wei Yuanwei. If not for the totem's power, Li Mo might've let these guards go.
But now, with the help of the totem's power, Li Mo's temperament changed.
This Li Mo was bloodthirsty and merciless!
In front of it, human lives were like grass!
Even the Duan Dragon Tribe's people shivered at the sight of their long-time friend Li Mo in this state.
A few children were blindfolded by their mothers, not wanting them to see this bloody scene.
Ten-odd corpses fell and Li Mo's palm was covered in blood.
But one could see the excitement in Li Mo's eyes.
As if Li Mo's heart thirsted for blood!
Li Mo was like a specter in the night, reaping the lives of his enemies.
Li Mo's lips curled into a strange smile.
Li Mo turned and walked to the thatched hut where Wei Yuanwei had been buried for so long.
Rustle, rustle, rustle …
Li Mo's pace wasn't fast, nor big.
However, he was like a vengeful spirit, his footsteps shaking people's minds.
Just as Li Mo neared the haystack, the silent haystack exploded.
The weeds pounced on Li Mo while Wei Yuanwei ran on his hands and feet.
Wei Yuanwei saw Li Mo's every move. Li Mo's cruel way of killing so many of his guards didn't incite Wei Yuanwei's hatred.
This did not arouse Wei Yuanwei's hatred. On the contrary, Wei Yuanwei was afraid!
When the two fought, the one who was afraid was not far from being defeated.
Wei Yuanwei understood this, but the fear in his heart wasn't something Wei Yuanwei could make go away.
Thus, Wei Yuanwei had no will to fight. His only thought was to run!
(End of chapter)