Chapter 186: Heaven and Earth Fall Silent, Is This the End? Is This an Immortal?!

At this moment,

Outside the Bright Moon City was like a terrifying purgatory!

Waves of fire spread out, turning into a blood-filled maw that swallowed every living person!

Just under the heat waves,

large numbers of Mohist disciples lost their lives!

Watching the Mohist disciples fall one after another...

the Grand Master could no longer restrain the fear in his heart; his body trembled violently!

"If we cannot kill Ying Zheng, even with the full power of the Mohists, we still cannot kill a single Ying Zheng!!!"

His mind had already become chaotic; he roared in madness!

At this moment, disregarding everything,

his gaze suddenly turned upward to the void, where Lin Bai stood with hands clasped behind his back, looking down calmly!

Boom!!!

The Grand Master's figure exploded outward, rushing straight toward Lin Bai!

"I have no retreat left..."

"I thought there were no immortals in the world, but since there are immortals, then I shall attempt to slay an immortal!!!"

He shouted harshly; the blade of the Mo Brow sword in his hand was pitch black like ink, without edge or sharpness, flat as a ruler, yet it erupted with a shocking aura!

This was his full-strength strike!

Even if he died, he would still make everyone in the world see...

that even if the Great Qin, due to Ying Zheng's immortal fate, could not be destroyed by the Mohists, the Mohists, even if completely wiped out, would still have the determination to overthrow the tyrannical Qin!

Seeing this situation,

Lin Bai narrowed his eyes slightly, his gaze flickering as he said, "What a heroic spirit! 950"

"But... mortals are all ants; how can the light of a firefly compete with the brilliance of the full moon!?"

He raised his hand and waved; divine light bloomed!

The spiritual power within his body was like a dam breaking, pouring out!

"Roar!!!"

In the blink of an eye, a massive golden dragon, whose aura was overwhelming and whose entire body looked as if cast from gold, appeared, letting out a roar that made souls flee in terror!

This was the transformation technique that a cultivator in the Spirit Sea Realm could use!

With almost no pause,

the huge head of the brilliant golden dragon suddenly opened its blood-filled maw toward the approaching Mohist Grand Master and swallowed him in one bite!

Facing the terrifying pressure rushing toward him,

when the Grand Master saw Lin Bai's deep eyes, which seemed able to pierce through everything, despair appeared in his gaze!

"Why, why exactly..."

The momentum that had gathered on his body vanished completely at this moment!

An immortal,

is not someone I can face!

The white-robed youth before him was the supreme ruler of this world!

After murmuring once,

the Grand Master was instantly swallowed by the golden dragon!

"Bang!"

Accompanied by an explosion, he had completely vanished between heaven and earth!

The Mohist Grand Master...

was dead!

At this time,

Lin Bai, in this inferior world, experienced the cruelty of the law of the jungle!

"The strong make the rules; the weak... are the ones who seek peace!"

His gaze flickered as he looked down at the constantly dying Mohists and murmured.

It was precisely at this moment that he was not lost by this power that dominated everything; instead, his determination to continue milking the group and becoming stronger grew even firmer!

Right now, he had only experienced the absolute crushing of power in the Qin's Moon world,

but if placed on the Xing Xuan Continent, his cultivation base at the Eighth Stage of Spirit Sea would be insignificant, far from enough!

Currently,

because they had personally witnessed the Mohist Grand Master trying to shake a tree with a mayfly and thus bringing about his own destruction...

the Mohists, who had already been dominated by fear from Lin Bai, completely lost their cohesion!

"Immortal, spare our lives, spare our lives!!!"

"We... we are only disciples, unable to make decisions, but now that the Grand Master is dead, we are willing to submit to the Great Qin!!"

"Please, Immortal, spare us..."

As some Mohist disciples spoke up to beg for mercy,

the remaining few Mohist disciples knelt on the ground one after another, shouting with full hearts of fear!

They had no choice; at this moment, they only wanted to survive!

At this very moment,

The Mohist disciples numbered less than a hundred!

A group of Mohist leaders,