Chapter 2011 - 1769: Regret

Enter the main text. "Run, run, run!!"

"The faster the better, slow down and you're dead."

In the Secret Realm Forest, Young Master Yan Bei urged the remaining power of the Fire Breath Pill within him, reducing his aura to an extreme lower limit, making it difficult to be detected by Spiritual Power.

Young Master Yan Bei was like a white streak constantly shuttling through the forest, his forehead covered with sweat the size of soybeans, his face pale as paper, heartbeat like thunder, each beat felt like a heavy hammer hitting his chest, his heart seemed like it would jump out from his chest cavity.

Young Master Yan Bei now had lost his three souls and seven spirits, his whole body feeling soft and numb.

He originally thought that by getting the Kongtong Realm General, Heavenly Ancestor Realm General, and the Ba Li Brothers to attack Lin Mo, Lin Mo should be dead without a doubt, but he never expected Lin Mo's means to be so terrifying, actually making the four of them scared and begging for their lives.

Young Master Yan Bei also understood that this time, Lin Mo wouldn't let him go, so when he saw the Kongtong Realm General begging for mercy, he had already oiled his feet, running for his life.

"Blood-colored beam, where is the blood-colored beam?"

Young Master Yan Bei was panicked and short of breath, touching the grass leaves and stones with his toes, his figure like the wind, constantly skimming, his eyes continuously looking around the sky.

As long as he could find the blood-colored beam that could randomly teleport, he would have hope to survive. Even if he couldn't escape from Lin Mo outside, here in the Asura Tower, the blood-colored beam could randomly teleport, sending them to different Secret Realms, even if Lin Mo entered the blood-colored beam with him, they would be sent to different

Secret Realms.

Unless his luck was extremely bad, he wouldn't be teleported to the same Secret Realm with Lin Mo again.

"Lin Tanyu, Lin Tanyu... I hate you so much!"

Young Master Yan Bei clenched his fists, not daring to look back, only hoping to find the blood-colored beam and escape from here quickly.

Finally, a huge blood-colored beam appeared in his vision, hanging in the sky.

"Lin Tanyu, goodbye!" Young Master Yan Bei showed a look of great joy on his face, immediately urging his True Yuan, not afraid of Lin Mo discovering his trail, after all, he was fleeing in advance, even if his strength was weak, his speed was not slow, and even if Lin Mo discovered his trail, he couldn't

dare to stop him.

The blood-colored pillar was getting closer and closer, one hundred miles!

Fifty miles!

Thirty miles!

Only ten miles!

In an instant, Young Master Yan Bei would be able to dash into the blood-colored beam for random teleportation, his eyes shining brightly, as long as he could enter the blood-colored beam, he could survive.

Swish!

Just as Young Master Yan Bei was about to dive into the blood-colored beam, suddenly a figure appeared in front of him, blocking his path. This person stepped on a Flying Sword, hands behind his back, black hair and black eyes, long hair fluttering in the wind, with the appearance of a peerless Sword Immortal.

"Lin Tanyu!" Young Master Yan Bei stopped abruptly, his eyes bulging with the intent to burst.

"Young Master Yan Bei, we meet again!"

Lin Mo looked at the other person indifferently, as if looking at someone doomed to die. Young Master Yan Bei trembled all over, clenched his fist, grasped the folded fan in his hand, his heart ashen, although he hadn't sensed Lin Mo's aura just now, Lin Mo suddenly appeared in front of him, at once he thought of a terrifying thing

, eyes wide in shock saying "You, have you mastered Instant Teleportation?" "Do you think I'd tell you?" Lin Mo sneered, "Young Master Yan Bei, originally I had only some small grievances with you, considering Qingtong Fairy's face, I spared you once, spared your life, but you incited the Kongtong Realm General and others to kill me

and seize treasures."

Feeling the endless killing intent emanating from Lin Mo, Young Master Yan Bei's skin all over his body was crawling with goose pimples, there is great terror between life and death, even if it's a cultivator who has lived for a long time, still facing death, they are still afraid, still frightened.

"Lin Tanyu Realm General, please spare me, let me go, I guarantee I won't appear in front of you anymore." Young Master Yan Bei bent his knees, kneeling in the void, right now, as long as he can survive, what is dignity?

"I already spared you once, why should I let you go again now?" Lin Mo said. Young Master Yan Bei took out his Space Ring and various Magic Treasures, all wrapped with True Yuan, handed them to Lin Mo, "Lord Lin Tanyu, these are the treasures I've obtained in my lifetime, in my mansion there are also a few maids with exceptional looks and talents, skilled in zither, chess, calligraphy, and painting, if you like, I can give them all to Lord Lin Tanyu."

Lin Mo took his treasures, erased the Divine Thought from them, and put all the treasures into his Space Ring.

As for Young Master Yan Bei, he was kneeling on the ground in the void, lowering his head, not daring to meet Lin Mo's gaze, his heartbeat erratic, this was the moment deciding his life and death, cold sweat seeped from his whole body, soaking the clothes close to his skin.

"Since you're willing to give all your treasures to me, I'll spare you once more, go." After a long time, Lin Mo finally said.

Upon hearing this, Young Master Yan Bei reacted as if hearing immortal music, showing a joyful expression on his face, bowing repeatedly, "Thank you, Lord Lin Tanyu, for sparing me, I will never dare to oppose you in the future."

Young Master Yan Bei slowly stood up, this time it was like walking through Ghost Gate once, glancing at the indifferent Lin Mo beside him, he knew Lin Mo's character was arrogant, perhaps he simply didn't want to bother killing such a small figure.

Thinking about this, Young Master Yan Bei relaxed his whole body, quickly flew towards the blood-colored pillar, the blood-red light constantly expanding before his eyes, just one step away from stepping into the blood-colored pillar, his body suddenly stopped.

Pfft!

A streak of Green Origin Flowing Light pierced through the air, penetrated Young Master Yan Bei's chest and abdomen, bringing a cascade of blood, extinguished breath straight into the Divine Sea, shredding the soul.

"Lin Tanyu... you scoundrel..." Young Master Yan Bei widened his eyes, lowered his head, looked at the blood hole in his chest, in disbelief.

Lin Tanyu had clearly promised to let him go, yet had stabbed him from behind.

"Young Master Yan Bei, I also want to let you experience what it's like to be harmed by a scoundrel." A faint voice appeared in Young Master Yan Bei's ear.

Young Master Yan Bei's vision began to blur, his Divine Thought continuously disappearing, scenes from the past flickered before his eyes like a lantern slideshow. He was born into the royal family of the largest dynasty on his planet, blessed with Talent, recruited by a Cultivation Sect as a disciple, progressing triumphantly, stepping over countless opponents, even peeked at senior sister bathing... also in his mansion kept some songstresses, drinking

wine by the river, playing the zither, burning incense, happy days.

But all of this was like a dream bubble, bursting one by one before his eyes.

"Young Master Yan Bei, our fate is ended, only one thing I want to remind you, don't provoke Lin Tanyu Realm General again."

In the last moment, Young Master Yan Bei seemed to hear Qingtong Fairy's warning again, regretting provoking Lin Tanyu, but unfortunately, there is no medicine for regret in the world. Seeing Young Master Yan Bei's body like a tattered kite, slowly dissipating between heaven and earth, Lin Mo also turned around, transforming into a streak, rushing into the blood-colored beam, disappearing from the original place in an instant.