Chapter 138: Slaying the Innate

Chen Mo lay in ambush behind a patch of low shrubs, watching from afar as the Innate Martial Artist rushed toward his location.

That Innate Martial Artist appeared to belong to the Demonic Path, yet the techniques he practiced should be orthodox Daoist arts.

His entire body radiated a pure-yang purple True Qi; one could tell at a glance that his internal cultivation was quite profound.

Even though he was now spitting blood and his face was withered, his True Qi showed not the slightest sign of weakening.

Chen Mo carefully weighed whether he should strike; attacking now might expose his own cultivation strength.

This point was actually not very important; his cultivation strength had already been exposed previously, so now it was merely exposing a higher level, which was not a major problem.

Furthermore, if he acted quickly enough, it was not certain that anyone would know this Innate Expert had been killed by him.

The only point to consider was that attacking now would inevitably expose his own position, which might attract other Innate Experts to hunt him down.

Chen Mo pondered briefly, and without much hesitation, decisively decided to strike.

Even if he could not kill this severely wounded Innate Expert, he had to obstruct his escape and create an opportunity for other Imperial Court Innate Experts to kill him.

It is better to break one of a man's fingers than to injure all ten.

Once this Demonic Path Innate Martial Artist escaped, once he recovered from his injuries, he would inevitably plan to waylay and kill him.

Conversely, if he found a way to kill him this time, he would not have to worry about the other party posing a threat to him in the future.

Chen Mo took out the Seven Absolute Bow, his Inner Qi erupted, condensed and formed into feathered arrows, and he nocked the bow repeatedly at the fleeing Innate Expert.

He drew the bow very quickly, and in the blink of an eye, he had already fired dozens of arrows.

The feathered arrows condensed from cyan dragon-patterned Inner Qi shot straight at the Innate Expert flying high in the sky.

That Demonic Path Innate clearly noticed these feathered arrows as well, and his already unsightly complexion became even uglier.

In his haste, he wanted to dodge, but he discovered that the number of feathered arrows was simply too great; he had nowhere to hide.

Helpless, he had no choice but to face the dozen or so feathered arrows before him; although the Inner Qi arrows shot by Chen Mo had not undergone complete sublimation, their quality was far superior to that of an ordinary Acquired Perfection Martial Artist.

Even though the Purple Sun True Qi flowing around this Innate Martial Artist had been sublimated, when it collided with Chen Mo's Inner Qi at this moment, it was inevitably affected, and his figure stagnated slightly for a moment.

Chen Mo took this opportunity to quickly put away the Seven Absolute Bow, imbuing his body with Inner Qi to increase his own strength.

The effect of the Inner Qi that had undergone preliminary sublimation was even more powerful; Chen Mo's physical strength reached over forty-three thousand catties.

He leaped high into the sky, executing Tenglong Nine Turns to constantly turn and leap in the air, rapidly approaching that Innate Martial Artist.

The Breaking Army Style once again stimulated his Blood Qi; this style, even when cultivated to perfection, could only increase his strength by thirty percent, and any more would damage his physical body.

However, Chen Mo's physical body was strong enough that he could further tap into the potential of the Breaking Army Style.

Fully stimulating his Blood Qi, his strength increased by nearly another forty percent, reaching the sixty-thousand-catty mark.

Arriving within three feet of that Innate Martial Artist, Chen Mo held nothing back, fully stimulating the Greedy Wolf Style, and fifty percent of his strength erupted.

Two Giant Hammers, the size of washbasins, carrying the sound of boundless Wind and thunder, smashed toward the Innate Martial Artist from the left and right.

This strike of three hundred thousand catties of force far exceeded the limit of an Acquired Martial Artist and absolutely reached the level of an Innate Martial Artist.

That Innate Martial Artist raised his arms, and boundless Purple Sun True Qi burst forth, intending to forcefully block this strike.

Within his sleeves and robes, several pouches burst open, and bursts of powder drifted in the air.

"Clang!" The two Giant Hammers smashed together, and bursts of sound waves erupted, nearly piercing human eardrums; even many birds a thousand feet away were stunned by these sound waves and fell straight down from the sky.

Flesh and blood flew everywhere; a full-force strike of three hundred thousand catties was far from what a severely wounded Innate Martial Artist could withstand.

Chen Mo's two Giant Hammers, as if hammering a wooden board, easily shattered the opponent's True Qi and then directly blasted him into a mass of minced meat.

A rain of blood fell from the sky, and all sorts of severed limbs and broken torsos kept falling downward.

Chen Mo could not help but sigh; he was worthy of being an Innate Martial Artist. Even though he was severely wounded, his Inner Qi remained formidable, and his physical body was far superior to that of an Acquired Martial Artist.

Even with such immense force, his physical body only turned into large and small fragments rather than turning into a mist of blood, which showed that his strength was truly extraordinary.

Having fully stimulated his Blood Qi and with two martial arts styles stacked, Chen Mo's own state was not comfortable either.

The Blood Qi within his body surged and churned, unable to calm down for a long time; although he was not injured, if this state continued for another half an hour, he would inevitably suffer hidden injuries.

Fortunately, this Innate Martial Artist was already severely wounded and his strength had declined, otherwise, it would not have been so easy for him to kill him.

Moreover, the opponent had just used poison; this poison was very effective, but it had one small drawback: the effect was a bit too good.

This poison must have been refined by mixing many heavenly treasures; as soon as it entered his body, it was converted by him into Blood Qi energy and sent into the Transformation Pearl.

This poison had not even had time to take effect within his body before he had already digested it completely.

Chen Mo looked at the powder drifting in the sky and, without hesitation, released his Inner Qi to gather it up.

He did not intend to consume it; this poison was a good thing. Being carried by an Innate Martial Artist, it was clear that it was sufficient to have an effect on an Innate Expert.

If he collected it and kept it on his person, he might be able to use it in the future.

Chen Mo also had preparations for things like poison, but the poison he had found could at most have some effect on Acquired Martial Artists and was definitely not considered rare.

But the poison he had collected now could truly threaten an Innate Expert and could be called very precious.

Whether he kept it for his own use or sold it, it had high value.

Releasing his Inner Qi, with Chen Mo's control, he guided the surrounding medicinal powder to gather together, reforming it into a mass of grayish-yellow powder, fixed this mass of powder with Inner Qi, and temporarily stored it in his Storage Bag.

And the Storage Bag carried by that Innate Expert had also long been collected into his hands.

After securing these items, Chen Mo executed Tenglong Nine Turns and quickly moved away from this area.

The sound of his battle with that Innate Expert here would inevitably spread, and others might come soon.

If another uninjured Demonic Path Innate Expert came, it would be difficult for him to handle.

Through the brief exchange just now, Chen Mo could also roughly judge his own strength.

In the chaotic battle of eleven Innate Experts, this Demonic Path expert was the first to be beaten into a severe wound and flee; from this, it could be seen that his strength was definitely at the very bottom tier among Innate Martial Artists.

That he could kill him while he was severely wounded was not enough to prove that he could easily defeat other Innate Experts.

But with all his trump cards revealed, when facing other Innate Experts, he at least had the power to fight them, rather than just being fish on a chopping block.

Even so, Chen Mo did not want to expose his own strength casually; after all, he had not yet broken through to the Innate Realm.

Having the power to fight against other Innate Experts did not mean he could win completely.

Rashly exposing one's own strength is not a good thing, at least not right now.

Once I undergo another Mortal Transformation and my Inner Qi realm breaks through to the Innate level, even if I am not invincible in the world, as long as I can fight other experts without winning or losing, I can safely preserve my life.

Then my strength can be fully exposed.

By then, no matter how fast my strength improves, there will be people who find reasons for me.

Chen Mo quietly went far away, and used some methods to conceal his tracks to prevent being discovered.

A moment after he left, Zhao Xuanxin arrived at this spot; looking at the flesh and blood fragments on the ground, a look of confusion and bewilderment flashed in his eyes.

He clearly remembered that the one fleeing in this direction was an Innate Martial Artist, not a pile of flesh and blood fragments.

And now the other party is dead; which expert could have acted so cleanly!

A severely wounded Innate Expert is still an Innate Expert; they absolutely cannot be killed easily!

Could it be some Innate Expert within the Great Li borders who supports the peace talks, but does not want to clash with those great clans, so they were unwilling to show their face and only helped in the dark?

Or perhaps it was an Innate Expert in seclusion nearby, who was startled by the aftermath of their battle and, out of a righteous Martial Artist's hatred for the Demonic Path, took the initiative to kill this Demonic Path Martial Artist.

But they also did not want to be too deeply involved in this matter, so they left immediately after killing the person.

One guess after another flashed through Zhao Xuanxin's mind, but he never once suspected Chen Mo.

The reason is simple: a severely wounded Innate Martial Artist is still an Innate Martial Artist.

A Post-Heaven Martial Artist, let alone killing one, probably wouldn't even have the qualifications to trade blows with one.

Although there were ten thousand doubts and confusion in his heart, Zhao Xuanxin understood that now was not the time to dwell on these questions.

Since that Innate Expert was already dead, he did not hesitate and turned back to rush into the battlefield again.

Chen Mo moved far away from the battlefield; his speed was very fast, and he discovered other members of the diplomatic mission along the way, so he immediately began to gather the personnel.

Although the members of the diplomatic mission had been sent out of the core area of the battle in advance, it was inevitable that some had bad luck, or were sent away a bit too slowly, and were still injured by the aftermath.

As time passed, the momentum of the numerous Innate Experts' battle gradually subsided.

Chen Mo used his vision to look over; of the several Innate Experts sent by the Demonic Path and the Alien Races, only one remained, still putting up a desperate struggle.

That person must have used some kind of extremely evil Secret Technique, and their body was flowing with an indescribable aura.

Their entire body seemed to have grown one tentacle after another, constantly probing outward, wanting to devour everything living.

Those Innate Experts were not in a hurry to kill this person either, but were surrounding them tightly, not giving them a chance to escape.

Things having reached this point, the task for this diplomatic mission was basically more than half completed.

Peace talks are not easy; Chen Mo knew this long before he came, and the Emperor's attitude toward this was that it would be best if it succeeded, but he could accept it if it truly failed.

The main purpose this time was still to find opportunities to kill the Innate Experts of the Demonic Path and the Alien Races.

Innate Experts are not cabbages; looking across the entire Great Gan, there are only twenty-seven or twenty-eight of them.

Even adding in the cultivators of the Golden Core realm, there are only forty-some people.

The lifespan of a Golden Core cultivator is indeed stronger than an Innate Martial Artist, but everyone can practice martial arts, while not everyone can practice Qi.

Therefore, the total number of Golden Core cultivators is actually not as high as that of Innate Martial Artists.

Even Great Gan is like this, let alone the Demonic Path and the Alien Races; suffering the loss of four people at once is definitely not a small loss for them.

It is not that easy to kill these people under normal circumstances; once Imperial Court experts go over, they either hide or flee.

Only this time, they had to find a way to kill Chen Mo, which is why they took the initiative to show their faces and fight the Imperial Court experts.

It is just that, clearly, the preparations they made were far from as perfect as the two Imperial Courts'.

Or rather, this plan of Zhao Huaili's not only calculated against the Alien Races and the Demonic Path, but also dragged the Great Li Imperial Clan into the water.

If they hadn't been prepared in advance, how could the Innate Experts who came to support have arrived so quickly?

Because the Great Li Imperial Clan needed to negotiate peace, they could not watch Chen Mo die within the borders of Great Li.

This plan was an open conspiracy from the very beginning; whether it was the Demonic Path and the Alien Races or the Great Li Imperial Clan, they could all see the next step, but they all had to follow along, otherwise it would only lead to worse results in the future.

And for Great Gan to be able to execute this open conspiracy, there is mainly only one reason: they are strong enough, and this is the foundation of strategy.

The battle of the Innate Experts concluded, Chen Mo gathered the diplomatic mission to camp temporarily, while the Great Li officials hurried away to find vehicles and horses elsewhere for the mission members to use.

Everyone became busy; Chen Mo sat in his own tent, released his Inner Qi to isolate external perception, and only then took out the previously obtained Storage Bag from his Huai and carefully investigated it.

(End of this chapter)