On the battlefield, where the light shone, a massive swathe of vacuum had appeared—the Mo Power within utterly purified in an instant.
Such light was not limited to the two positions under Xu Linggong alone. Countless others bloomed across the entire battlefield.
Like a sky full of stars, they dotted the expanse of war!
The sudden turn of events engulfed every affected Mo Clan member in overwhelming terror. In all their years of fighting the humans, they had never encountered anything like this, nor experienced such power.
It was a force entirely opposite to their own Mo Power—a force capable of restraining it!
While they panicked, the humans were far from idle.
One after another, Evil-Slaying Divine Lances erupted. As the Mo Clan powerhouses found their strength thrown into disarray, the human powerhouses surged toward their respective opponents.
In the blink of an eye, across every corner of the battlefield, the previous balance shattered. The auras of one Domain Lord after another began to flicker and die, rising and falling in succession.
On this battlefield, those qualified to deploy the Evil-Slaying Divine Lances were all Seventh and Eighth-Order Open Heaven from the human race.
And their targets were primarily the Mo Clan's Lords and Domain Lords.
When that piercing cry had sounded, the Seventh-Order Open Heaven had naturally aimed their Evil-Slaying Divine Lances at the Lords. True to its name as the bane of Mo Power, when those orbs of light—like miniature suns—detonated, they didn't just scatter the surrounding Mo Power into nothing. They also caused the Mo Clan powerhouses' internal energy to dissolve and chaotically destabilize.
A weapon hoarded for years finally unleashed its dazzling radiance in this single instant, achieving spectacular results.
At one spot on the battlefield, Xu Linggong—who had been coughing up great mouthfuls of blood—ignored his injuries entirely. After launching two Evil-Slaying Divine Lances, he gripped his blade and charged at the nearest Domain Lord. The blade's radiance churned with overwhelming killing intent.
That Domain Lord was currently affected by the Purifying Light sealed within the Evil-Slaying Divine Lance, his mind faltering, half his strength devoted to resisting its threat. When the blade's edge swept toward him, he could barely manage to unleash a palm strike at Xu Linggong.
The Heaven and Earth's Might of an Eighth-Order Open Heaven collided with the Mo Power of a Mo Clan Domain Lord in that small pocket of the battlefield. In that fleeting exchange, Xu Linggong's chest caved inward violently, and what sprayed from his mouth was no longer merely blood but fragments of internal organs.
Yet as they hurtled past each other, the Domain Lord's body behind him split cleanly in two. Mo Blood gurgled forth like a tide. In his final moments, both halves of the Domain Lord's face were frozen in utter disbelief.
He had never imagined he would die here—die at the hands of a freshly minted Eighth-Order like this.
Xu Linggong, who had advanced to the Eighth-Order only two hundred years ago, had slain a Mo Clan Domain Lord in his very first battle, facing two opponents alone!
He laughed like a madman, feeling he had never been so exhilarated in his entire life. He had killed plenty of Mo Clan before, including some at the Lord level.
But killing those Lords could never compare to killing a Domain Lord!
He had been under tremendous pressure, too. His closed-door disciple had followed Yang Kai, and previously he could still leverage his superior cultivation to pull rank as a senior. But ever since Yang Kai had advanced to the Seventh-Order, that advantage had vanished entirely.
That fellow's prowess of being invincible at the same level was something even Xu Linggong had to concede he couldn't match.
To say nothing of the fact that over the years, Yang Kai had killed several Domain Lord-level powerhouses.
Yet here he was, the senior, who hadn't managed to kill even a single Domain Lord. How was he supposed to hold his head high around Yang Kai from now on? If his disciple ever got bullied, could he still stand up for her?
Now things were different. Domain Lords—he could kill them too! This was only the beginning. He would kill more.
His gaze shifted, locking onto another Domain Lord. His blade flashed as he charged.
That Domain Lord was still reeling from his companion's death, also distracted by the Purifying Light invading his body. Seeing Xu Linggong bearing down on him like a vengeful specter, his courage faltered. He didn't dare engage and instead threw out a feint before retreating rapidly.
"Nowhere to run!" Xu Linggong roared, giving chase with his blade. But after only a few steps, he was vomiting blood again, as though trying to expel all his viscera. At the same time, the manic intensity around him rapidly faded.
When he had deployed the Evil-Slaying Divine Lances, he had used himself as bait, enduring a pincer attack from both opponents. His injuries were severe, and slaying one Domain Lord with a single desperate strike had been his limit. There was no way he could kill a second.
If the Domain Lord turned back to fight him now, even under the influence of the Purifying Light, there was a good chance he could cut Xu Linggong down on the spot.
But that Domain Lord had been frightened by the Purifying Light that had infiltrated his body. He had no way of knowing whether this human Eighth-Order was truly spent or merely putting on an act. Survival came first—how could he dare linger?
Xu Linggong could only watch helplessly as the Domain Lord dove into the Mo Clan ranks, using the masses of Mo soldiers to conceal himself.
"Useless coward!" Xu Linggong cursed. Here I am in this state, and instead of coming back to kill me, you actually ran away.
How could such Mo Clan ever be a match for humans who had long since placed life and death beyond their concern?
Xu Linggong's was not the only spot where a Domain Lord fell. Across the battlefield, in that single instant, over a dozen Domain Lords perished. Even several Eighth-Order Mo Disciples were slain.
In one blow, the Mo Clan's higher-level combat power had suffered losses of nearly twenty!
How many Eighth-Order combatants did the Mo Clan even possess? With the deployment of the Evil-Slaying Divine Lances, roughly thirty percent had been obliterated in one fell swoop.