“Mo Yue?” Lin Xiao stared in surprise at the approaching figure. It was none other than Mo Yue, the fifteenth-ranked Human Demon List disciple!
He had no idea how Mo Yue had tracked him here.
“Exactly! Heh, thanks to that skeleton, or I’d never have found you!” Mo Yue laughed, his face brimming with excitement.
“That skeleton?” Lin Xiao’s brows furrowed. Had Mo Yue located him through Ma Yin’s skeleton?
“Correct. In our Nether Sky Demon Palace, as long as a skeleton or corpse remains, we can track it with a secret art. The cost is steep, but finding you makes it worthwhile,” Mo Yue said, his expression turning sinister, his gaze on Lin Xiao tinged with greed.
“I see!” Lin Xiao was taken aback. He hadn’t expected the Nether Sky Demon Palace to have such a method. He’d need to be cautious with this skeleton in the future. Though the secret art was costly, some, like Mo Yue, were willing to pay to hunt him.
Glancing at Mo Yue’s greedy expression, Lin Xiao said, “You’re in for disappointment. I’ve already refined the fourth-grade spirit stone. And you? You’re no longer my match.”
With that, a powerful fifth-level Martial King aura radiated from him, its force splashing water from the nearby waterfall.
“You… you broke through two realms!” Mo Yue gasped. In just a month, Lin Xiao had advanced two levels!
The spirit stone’s value was immense. Mo Yue cursed inwardly. Had he found Lin Xiao sooner and refined the stone, he might have broken through to ninth-level Martial King, rivaling top Earth Demon List disciples and dominating the Mysterious Domain Battlefield.
But he was too late—the stone was gone.
“Hmph, hand over the scroll’s secret art, and I’ll make this quick!” Mo Yue’s face twisted with malice, his eyes gleaming with ferocity.
“Want to take me down? Show me what you’ve got. But first, you’ll need to get past Ma Yin’s skeleton,” Lin Xiao replied.
His hands moved, activating the Immortal Skeleton Technique. The skeleton sprang to life, charging at Mo Yue.
“Hm?” Mo Yue was startled. The skeleton could attack?
“Spiritual energy attack!” He recalled Wang Ming’s mention of Lin Xiao being a spiritual controller, likely using spiritual energy to manipulate the skeleton.
“Your spiritual energy thinks it can harm me? Delusional!” Mo Yue sneered, casually throwing a punch at the skeleton’s fist.
*Bang!* Pain shot through Mo Yue’s fist, and both he and the skeleton were pushed back.
Shock crossed his face. Lin Xiao’s spiritual energy was this strong, matching his power?
Lin Xiao paused, impressed. The Immortal Skeleton Technique was remarkable—the skeleton’s raw strength nearly rivaled his own.
Satisfied, he smiled at Mo Yue. “You’re wrong. I’m not controlling it with spiritual energy. It’s attacking on its own!”
With that, the skeleton charged again, clawing and striking at Mo Yue.
Mo Yue’s expression shifted. Not controlled by spiritual energy, but attacking independently?
A lifeless object, fighting on its own?
It defied his imagination!
“Hmph, crooked tricks!” Mo Yue snorted, engaging the skeleton. It not only attacked but dodged. When he evaded a punch and countered, the skeleton dodged with uncanny precision, striking from a trickier angle.
*Bang!* Mo Yue clashed again, pushed back several metres, his fist tingling.
The skeleton was knocked back too, but as a lifeless object, it felt no pain. Though unharmed, Mo Yue was at a disadvantage in this exchange.
“Hmph, let’s see if you can project energy!” Mo Yue sneered, unleashing a punch. A radiant fist beam surged, brimming with power, striking the charging skeleton.
*Boom!* The skeleton was blasted back, embedding into the mountainside near the waterfall, kicking up debris and dust.
Mo Yue smirked mockingly. A lifeless thing, unable to project energy, limited to close combat—it couldn’t even get near him.
“Now what will you use to stop me?” he taunted Lin Xiao.
“Looks like I need to deepen my Immortal Skeleton Technique training,” Lin Xiao sighed inwardly. Channeling his fifth-level Martial King power, he shot toward Mo Yue, throwing a heavy punch.
“Let’s see how strong your fifth-level power is!” Mo Yue roared, his punch piercing the air with a crackling sound.
*Bang!* Mo Yue was hurled back over ten metres, while Lin Xiao stood unmoved.
Shock spread across Mo Yue’s face. A seventh-level Martial King, recently advanced and fifteenth-ranked, he was no weakling. Yet Lin Xiao, freshly fifth-level, had such overwhelming power to push him back?
“Hmph, your strength is impressive, and with the Void Phoenix Wings, killing you won’t be easy. But instead of wasting effort, I’ll let someone else deal with you!” Mo Yue said suddenly, as Lin Xiao prepared to attack again.
“Someone else?” Lin Xiao froze, scanning the surroundings, his brows furrowing.
He’d detected no presence nearby. If someone was lurking, their strength would be terrifying.
“Heh, he’s not here, but you’ll go to him,” Mo Yue said with a sudden grin.
“Hm?” Lin Xiao blinked. Go to him? Was Mo Yue mad?
“You sure?” Lin Xiao asked skeptically.
