Supernatural Insight Eyes
Chapter 1054 The Mourning of Old Mo! (Fourth Update)

Chapter 1054: 1054 The Mourning of Old Mo! (Fourth Update)

"Today, neither of you will escape," Ji Batian said calmly.

In front of the three ancient clans, the owner of the Book Pavilion and Old Mo were on the losing side, and they would not let them go to become a future threat.

"I’ve really implicated you." Old Mo felt guilty, thinking he had dragged down the owner of the Book Pavilion, as the owner could have fled earlier if it weren’t for him.

"I promised that kid, and I won’t break my word by leaving alone," the owner of the Book Pavilion said in a voice that sounded very old and a bit hoarse.

The three ancient clans didn’t give the two much time for conversation, attacking them again.

In an instant, gleams flashed in the sky, and a string of attacks almost cracked the heavens. Old Mo and the owner of the Book Pavilion were in a very sorry state. Despite their exceptional martial skills, after the intense battle, facing bombardment from six powerful Kings simultaneously was nearly overwhelming.

"You go first." Seeing this situation, Old Mo felt that only one of them could escape. Someone had to stay behind to buy time for the other.

The owner of the Book Pavilion shook his head, "I don’t want to break my promise."

"It doesn’t matter now; this was a debt I owed to the Duogu clan. You must go; I will hold them back. If we delay any longer, neither of us will be able to leave," Old Mo urged eagerly.

Thump, thump, thump...

The ground shook. As they spoke, they both looked over to see countless figures nearby. The three ancient clans had mobilized all the Martial Artists within the clan, forming an army. Though individually weak, their numbers were overwhelming, and their unified spirit felt like a giant moving forward. As these people approached and launched a unified attack, it posed a significant threat to the two of them.

As the situation stood, Old Mo was correct: if they delayed, neither would be able to leave.

Suddenly, Old Mo launched an attack at the owner of the Book Pavilion, blasting him backward. Even the three ancient clans were momentarily stunned by Old Mo’s sudden move; soon they realized the blow was a sham, lacking actual power and was merely a forceful push to send the owner of the Book Pavilion away.

"If I die, give that kid some guidance if you can. Thank you!"

Old Mo blocked all attacks in front of him without turning back, buying time for the owner of the Book Pavilion.

The owner stood in the void, staring fiercely at Old Mo’s back, silently nodding before finally turning away without saying a word.

Whoosh!

Ye Qiu rushed over rapidly, and upon seeing the Book Pavilion appear before him without Old Mo, his gaze changed.

The owner of the Book Pavilion avoided Ye Qiu’s gaze, feeling guilty, "I couldn’t save him."

Ye Qiu was silent for a moment; he didn’t want to blame the owner now, only hoping Old Mo would be safe.

Whoosh!

Ye Qiu instantly passed by the owner and headed alone towards Old Mo.

The owner of the Book Pavilion reached out, hesitated, then sighed heavily, "It’s too late..."

When Ye Qiu arrived, multiple attacks struck Old Mo, sending him flying. Ji Batian descended from the sky, punching Old Mo and knocking him back again.

Old Mo fell to the ground, unable to rise.

Ji Batian brushed off his clothes, saying, "All this time, you weren’t a Duogu clan member and don’t have the Secret Technique."

Old Mo was buried in the ground, completely exhausted. His previous reception of Dao’s power had depleted him greatly. The subsequent battles with Ji Batian had drained him further, and facing six powerful Kings alone was a dire struggle.

"So, his eyes are useless?" Ji Qianye asked.

"Otherwise, his eyes are the Duogu clan’s eyes, like mine, they must have been taken from the Duogu clan," said Ji Changtian.

Old Mo propped himself up, sitting in the dirt and looking at the others, "I’m different from you. My eyes were given to me by brother Duogu. He let me see light, but you... used some means to forcibly take them."

Ji Batian’s eyes flickered, "I remember—there was indeed a blind man in the Duogu clan. Turns out that was you, a foreigner living among them with such strength. Do you know many of the Duogu clan’s secrets?"

Ji Batian recognized Old Mo’s identity. Old Mo coughed, "Don’t expect to get anything about the Duogu clan from me, not even these eyes."

"Hm, your eyes are mine," Ji Qianye stepped forward.

"Qianye, danger!" Suddenly, Ji Batian reached out and grabbed Ji Qianye’s shoulder. Old Mo laughed coldly; even if he were to die, he would take someone down with him. He lunged forward, both hands clasping Ji Qianye.

Seeing this, Ji Batian retreated swiftly, as did the Clan Leaders of the three ancient clans, dispersing entirely.

"What are you doing..." Ji Qianye panicked, realizing Old Mo’s gaze bore a touch of sympathy.

"I want you to die," Old Mo spat out these words; a huge wave of force exploded from him, rumbling...

At this moment, Old Mo self-destructed his Dantian, launching a final strike at the cost of his life, instantly killing Ji Qianye.

He himself shattered into countless pieces, leaving no remains.

"Old Mo!" Ye Qiu roared in fury upon arriving, seeing Old Mo’s desperate unleashing of his final power for mutual destruction.

Bang!

Suddenly, the owner of the Book Pavilion appeared beside Ye Qiu, knocked him unconscious, and hurriedly withdrew. He couldn’t let Old Mo die in vain; Ye Qiu’s continued presence there would spell doom.

"Hmm? That’s the remnant," Ji Batian and others spotted Ye Qiu, exposed clearly by his roar.

The owner of the Book Pavilion carried Ye Qiu swiftly towards Yun Shang Palace.

"Kid, don’t blame me. If I hadn’t knocked you out, you would have fought to the death with them. I owe him a life; I can’t let the last seedling of the Duogu clan be killed by the three ancient clans."

The owner of the Book Pavilion murmured, whether Ye Qiu could hear him or not, he had no choice.

Swish, swish, swish.

Several figures from the three ancient clans pursued quickly, with Ji Batian getting closer to him, but carrying Ye Qiu, the owner already reached the outside of Yun Shang Palace and slipped into the grand formation.

Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh...

Numerous figures stopped suddenly—the people of the three ancient clans had arrived. Ji Changtian, Ji Changtian, Mu Tianxing, and Shi Lie all halted in front of Yun Shang Palace.

Gazing at Yun Shang Palace, they refrained from stepping further as the grand formation activated, preventing even Ji Batian from entering rashly.

Thump, thump, thump...

At this moment, all the subsequent Martial Artists of the three ancient clans arrived—a sea of soldiers on the brink of Yun Shang Palace.

Between them and Yun Shang Palace lay only one formation.

Retreating within the protective Palace formation, the two powers clashed. In this battle, the three ancient clans won!