The wind generated by the fist whistled past like a raging fire burning the prairie.
What would be left after the raging flames passed by?
The three powerhouses of the beginning stage of the completion level suffered the same fate. They were sliced by the wind until not even a piece of them remained.
"T-this is the attack of a peak Spirit Guide Stage cultivator?"
Even the Golden Core Stage Wu Feng's voice trembled. It wasn't because he was afraid of Li Mo.
Rather, anyone who saw an expert at the Great Perfection Spirit Guide Realm unleashing such an attack would be in disbelief.
But then Wu Feng flew into a rage. Many of these subordinates were his clansmen. How could he not be angry?
After that, Wu Feng no longer cared about the fat ball in his hand and threw it off the cliff.
"Ah!"
The fat ball's roar came from below.
The fat ball's mouth was covered, but it was still loud.
The fat ball's heavy body fell, surrounded by cold wind blades.
But the cowardly fat ball's heart was trembling.
The fat ball wriggled, trying to get rid of the ropes.
But even after a long time, the fat ball couldn't break free.
"Ah!"
Fat Ball looked up to the sky and roared unwillingly. Its eyes seemed to be filled with endless raging flames. That was battle intent!
The fat ball was furious!
"Roar!"
A roar resounded through the forest!
However, this roar did not come from Fat Ball. Instead, that phantom appeared behind Fat Ball once again.
This time, the shadow was more solid than the last, with distinct patterns. Dragon head, horse body, and unicorn legs. It was very different from the Iron Eater Beast.
It lacked that clumsy and adorable feeling.
But it had a domineering aura, as if it could swallow mountains and rivers!
Thump!
Thump!
Thump …
As the roar faded, all the chains on Fat Ball's body shattered!
At the same time, the fat ball's aura was soaring.
At the same time, Fat Ball's body was also expanding. At this moment, Fat Ball's body was gradually becoming larger, and a pair of fangs were slowly protruding out. Its sharp claws were gradually extending.
A mane was growing on the fat ball's smooth neck.
The mane was ash-white and very beautiful.
Its sharp and protruding fangs opened and closed, tearing the beast skin to shreds.
The aura of the fat ball quickly broke through the middle stage of the Spirit Drawing Realm.
Then, it was the late stage of the Spirit Drawing Realm …
If people knew that a spirit beast could escape from the slope in such a way, they might be scared to death.
But don't forget, this was an Iron Eater, and its ancestor was one of the 10 Mythological Beasts, the Pi Xiu!
The growth of a spirit beast's strength depended on either cultivation or bloodline awakening.
However, only these spirit beasts with powerful ancestral bloodlines could awaken the power of their bloodline. Every time they awakened, their cultivation would advance. Until they completely awakened, they would become truly comparable to the powerful ancestral spirit beasts.
Ordinary spirit beasts did not receive such treatment.
However, there was a limit to the increase in cultivation, so Pang Qiu's cultivation stopped after reaching Spirit Guide Great Perfection.
Without reaching the Core Formation realm, one would never be able to fly.
Therefore, even though Fat Ball's cultivation had skyrocketed, it was still very dangerous to jump off this cliff.
"Roar!"
This roar was no longer from the phantom behind Fat Ball, but from Fat Ball itself.
Immediately after, the fat ball turned around in the air and fell face down. Its sharp claws looked like they were going to tear apart the world.
With the awakening of the Pi Xiu bloodline, Fat Ball's mind matured a lot.
Fat Ball was no longer the cowardly Fat Ball it once was.
So what if it couldn't fly?
So what if it was a bottomless cliff?
'You want to take my life?'
'Impossible!'
"You court death!"
Back on the cliff, Li Mo saw Wu Feng's actions and rushed over in a rage.
At the same time, Li Mo's fist slowly gathered power at his waist. The surrounding spiritual qi gathered in Li Mo's fist.
Li Mo had been with Chi You for so many days, teaching them how to cultivate.
Chi You was Li Mo's disciple, and Fat Tiger was half a disciple of Li Mo.
Whether it was Li Mo or the intelligent Fat Ball, they both thought the same.
Moreover, Fat Ball's death was the enemy's revenge on Li Mo. Fat Ball suffered an undeserved calamity.
Li Mo was enraged.
Li Mo's only thought now was to kill Wu Feng.
"Eh?"
Wu Feng's eyes narrowed at Li Mo's action.
Li Mo used this move to defeat the nine Core Formation cultivators. Wu Feng recognized this move.
Wu Feng saw Li Mo's punch from start to finish and knew the longer it went on, the stronger the pressure.
The stronger the pressure, the stronger the attack. He didn't know the principle behind Li Mo's punch.
But knowing the danger, Wu Feng wasn't about to give Li Mo enough time to gather power.
With a whoosh, Wu Feng flew at a low altitude.
A skinny hand wrapped in flames rushed at Li Mo.
Li Mo was no stranger to this move, Blazing Palm.
This Blazing Palm was a powerful palm art from the Falling Mountain Camp. Only the upper echelons of the Falling Mountain Camp had the chance to learn it.
Li Zitian used it on Li Mo before. But compared to this one, Li Zitian's fire paled in comparison. Not to mention a flame, it wasn't even a spark.
In his haste, Li Mo could only throw a punch.
Truth be told, the amount of spiritual qi he absorbed was enough. Li Mo's body was there after all, and he couldn't take in too much.
Who knew if Li Mo's fist would explode before he could send it.
"Bang!"
On one side was a white fist, and on the other side was a crimson palm.
The two rays of light collided with each other, and endless waves of air rolled out in all directions.
The Core Formation cultivators moaning in pain on the ground were all killed by the shockwave.
It was the two late stage Core Formation cultivators who hurriedly flew away at a low altitude.
Fortunately, they could still fly, saving their lives from the shockwave.
"Pff!"
Back to Li Mo and Wu Feng's fight. A figure coughing blood came flying out of the ring.
Who else could it be but Li Mo?
Earth Fist's first move was strong, but Li Mo's body was limited. The amount of spiritual qi he could absorb was limited.
That was why the first move's spiritual qi could heavily injure Core Formation cultivators.
But it wasn't enough against the Golden Core Stage Wu Feng.
The gap between Li Mo and Wu Feng's cultivation was too big. The spiritual qi in his Golden Core was like a raging river, not something Li Mo, who didn't even have a Core Formation cultivation, could contend with.
As for body strength, the Golden Core Stage Wu Feng didn't temper his body.
His cultivation was there, and his body was stronger than Li Mo's.
Li Mo was thrown to the side of the cliff, creating a deep hole.
If the hole was any deeper, Li Mo would have fallen off the cliff.