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Chapter 315 - Chapter 315: A Mere Nascent Soul Cultivator Wants to Kill Me? Ridiculous!

Chapter 315: A Mere Nascent Soul Cultivator Wants to Kill Me? Ridiculous!

As soon as those words were spoken, the entire city fell silent.

But in an instant, countless gazes turned toward Shen Mo.

The expressions in those eyes were complicated.

Some desperately hoped that Shen Mo would step forward willingly to exchange his life for peace in Jade Sea City.

Some hesitated, torn between reason and fear.

They suspected this might be a trick to sow discord, yet they couldn't stop their thoughts from wandering.

If Shen Mo were handed over, would they have a chance to survive?

Murong Yue, Deacon He, and others close to Shen Mo instantly turned pale.

Damn that Ao Sheng.

Not only did he want to kill, but he also wanted to break their spirits!

Using such a sinister tactic, he aimed to shatter the unity of Jade Sea City.

And it was working.

Under such immense pressure, no one was immune.

Their minds couldn't help but wander in that direction.

Shen Mo calmly ascended into the sky, his figure suspended in midair.

"Shen Mo, you finally show yourself! I thought you were going to hide in Jade Sea City for the rest of your life!"

Ao Sheng burst into laughter upon seeing him.

"Ao Sheng, if I were to kill you here, what do you think the Eastern Sea King would do?"

Shen Mo smiled faintly.

Ao Sheng reacted as if he had just heard the most ridiculous joke in the world.

He flipped through the air, laughing wildly.

"A mere Nascent Soul cultivator wants to kill me? Ridiculous! Absolutely ridiculous!"

"Do you even realize who stands before you? A Flood Dragon Emperor!"

"And yet, you think you can slay me?"

"Shen Mo, if I hadn't heard of your reputation as a genius, I would've thought you were just an arrogant fool."

Shen Mo's expression remained unchanged.

Ao Sheng laughed for a while before his tone turned icy.

"You cannot kill me. Stop your delusions."

"I will say it again—if you surrender yourself, I will spare the lives of everyone in Jade Sea City."

"But if you resist, then you will die.

And the entire city will die with you!"

As he finished speaking, a surge of blood energy erupted from his body, condensing into a towering Blood Fiend Flood Dragon.

The sky churned, clouds roiled, and winds howled!

His words sent another wave of fear through Jade Sea City.

"Young Sect Master, I have heard that you are kind and compassionate.

For the sake of the entire city's people, please surrender yourself!"

A rotund merchant trembled as he fell to his knees.

Behind him, a dozen cultivators and over a hundred commoners followed suit, dropping to their knees with bowed heads.

They were begging Shen Mo to surrender.

The sight filled the surrounding crowd with rage.

"Wang Dafu! I never thought you'd be such a traitor!

Just to save your own skin, you'd have the Young Sect Master surrender? Dream on!"

"Selfish! Heartless!

The Young Sect Master could reach Divine Transformation one day and bring us vengeance, and yet you want him to give up?"

"Shen Mo revitalized Dragon Snake Mountain, uplifting the surrounding villages and towns.

Jade Sea City thrives because of him!

Even you, Wang Dafu, have profited handsomely from it—yet you dare to say such shameless words!"

Whether cultivators or commoners, the surrounding crowd pointed at Wang Dafu in fury, their eyes burning with rage.

Even Wang Dafu looked uneasy.

He hadn't expected Shen Mo to have such overwhelming support.

Both cultivators and commoners genuinely appreciated his contributions.

People who thought like Wang Dafu were in the minority.

Murong Yue, Deacon He, and Mei Haihe felt deeply moved as they watched.

Not long ago, Dragon Snake Mountain had been thriving.

Back then, Jade Sea City had only been a small fishing village, relying on the sea's bounty for survival.

It was only because of Dragon Snake Mountain that it had prospered.

But after the mountain fell into decline, Jade Sea City had become entirely dependent on fishing.

For the past ten years, Shen Mo had revived Dragon Snake Mountain.

Even the resources that trickled down were enough to bring prosperity to countless cultivators and commoners.

People are emotional beings—naturally, they would be grateful to Shen Mo.

Ao Sheng, hearing the voices from within the city, let out a cold snort.

"Jade Sea City prospers because of the Eastern Sea, yet instead of revering the Flood Dragon Palace, you worship Shen Mo?"

"As I thought, everyone in this city deserves to die!"

As Ao Sheng spoke, his dragon whiskers flared outward, a clear sign of his inner fury.

The once-clear sky darkened, thick clouds rolling in as thunder rumbled ominously.

It was as if the heavens themselves were enraged, preparing to unleash divine wrath upon Jade Sea City.

Out on the sea, Yuan Kong, who had remained silent until now, finally spoke.

"Since the people of Jade Sea City are so stubborn, refusing even the mercy granted by the Flood Dragon Palace, then Brother Sheng, please give the order."

Ao Sheng nodded, his blood energy surging.

His powerful, resonant voice spread across the vast ocean.

"All aquatic demons, attack!"

"Yes!"

The Shrimp King, Turtle King, and Crab King responded in unison.

Hundreds of wave-splitting battle platforms surged forward toward Jade Sea City.

Like an unstoppable tidal wave, they crashed toward the city's defenses.

On the city walls, the cultivators swallowed nervously.

Never before had they witnessed such a sight.

No matter how composed they tried to be, no matter how strong their beliefs, they could not stop the panic rising in their hearts.

Even their hands trembled, barely able to hold their weapons.

"Can we really hold out with just this formation and our meager numbers?"

"The Young Sect Master is here—what are you afraid of?"

"But… the Young Sect Master has yet to reach Divine Transformation…"

"That's right. Without a Divine Transformation cultivator, it's useless. I don't want to throw my life away!"

"The Young Sect Master shows no fear—he must have something prepared! Hold steady, do not panic!"

The cultivators couldn't help but murmur among themselves, their gazes drifting toward Shen Mo, who stood unwavering.

Some looked at him with fear.

Some with uncertainty.

But others gazed with hope, with determination, with trust!

"You shouldn't have come."

"But since you're here, I don't mind using you as an offering for war."

"The first battle of Yuzhou's counteroffensive against the Ten Thousand Demons Nation begins today!"

As Shen Mo's calm voice fell, the air within a hundred feet of him suddenly distorted.

It was as if an invisible force shielded everything within that space.

He gazed at the vast sea, where hundreds of thousands of demons charged toward the city.

Slowly, he unsheathed his sword.

The Yin-Yang Sword radiated twin streams of black and white sword energy.

Above and below the blade, two sword shadows flickered, exhaling and inhaling ethereal power.

In an instant, a terrifying gray sword aura emerged, embodying the power to erase all things.

It extended over thirty feet.

Two more streaks of gray sword aura, each spanning over twenty feet, followed alongside it.

In the next moment, Shen Mo swung his sword!

Three streaks of gray sword energy shot forward, slashing toward the army of demons on the sea.

The shrimp and crab soldiers, seeing these sword energies, burst into mocking laughter.

The Shrimp King, Crab King, and Turtle King laughed even harder.

"This is the so-called supreme genius of the human race? Such tiny sword energy—who could it possibly kill?"

"No need for the Second Prince to act—I alone can block these three sword slashes!"

"What a joke. Spouting such bold words, I expected much more from him!"

Ao Sheng maintained his cold smirk.

But Yuan Kong's expression shifted slightly.

He seemed to have sensed something.

The next instant, all the demons watched in horror as the three sword auras began to expand at an unimaginable speed.

Forty feet… Fifty feet… Sixty feet…

Until…

One hundred feet!

Three colossal sword slashes, each a hundred feet long, loomed over the battlefield, almost blotting out the sky itself.

They carried the terrifying might of splitting the heavens and parting the seas, poised to annihilate all demonic forces in their path!

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