Mo Shan Exposed

Watching the women and children of the Mo family evacuating under the protection of the elite guards from the Imperial Academy, Zhao Tianming's heart sank to the bottom. Although he had killed many members of the Mo family before, those people were just bait to capture Mo Shan. 

Mo Shan was the father of Mo Qingkuang, and only by capturing him could they truly retaliate against Mo Qingkuang. Otherwise, as long as Mo Shan and his son were alive, the Mo family would never be defeated. 

But he hadn't expected the people from the Central Province to arrive so quickly. The speed at which the Imperial Academy mobilized its elite forces was even faster than the reinforcements sent by the Yuan Sword Sect. In just five days, the elite forces of the Imperial Academy had reached Mount Buyi and even uncovered the details of their camp. 

Wu Ming firmly entangled him, preventing him from intercepting the Mo family's retreat. Whenever he tried to rush into the retreating Mo family's ranks, a black club would come crashing towards him. 

If he disregarded everything and insisted on intercepting the Mo family's retreat, he would likely end up seriously injured. In that case, Wu Ming, whose cultivation was slightly higher than his, would have the upper hand and could possibly force him into submission. 

With a hateful glance at the retreating group, Zhao Tianming gritted his teeth and took out a signaling arrow from his pocket, shooting it into the sky. 

Swish— 

Bang! 

The dazzling light illuminated the entire night sky, alerting the Yuan Sword Sect disciples who were chasing after Mo Shan and the other escaping members of the Mo family. Sensing that something was wrong, they hastened their return. 

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Outside Mount Buyi, closer to the Southern Province, in a secluded cave hidden by weeds, a pair of eyes filled with hatred and vicissitudes peered cautiously through the cracks in the vegetation. 

This person was none other than Mo Shan, the father of Mo Qingkuang. Thanks to the halo effect of Mo Fan, Mo Shan had finally broken through the bottleneck that had troubled him for many years, allowing him to escape from the ambush of the Yuan Sword Sect. 

Not only him, but many members of the Mo family had also benefited from Mo Fan's halo effect, causing their strengths to increase by nearly a realm within a short period of time. 

The Yuan Sword Sect had underestimated the strength of the Mo family, allowing several fish to slip through their net. They had no choice but to delay here for a long time, giving the people from the Central Province the opportunity to rescue them. 

Mo Shan also saw the fire in the direction of the Yuan Sword Sect, and his heart was filled with joy. "Reinforcements must have arrived!" 

Finally, there was a chance to escape. Mo Shan also breathed a sigh of relief. These days, he had been in constant flight, too afraid to wait and eat anything. He had only drunk water from the stream, barely filling his stomach. Seeing the reinforcements arriving, he felt that the Mo family had finally caught a break. However, the sadness in his heart was also uncontrollably rising, and tears of sorrow trickled down his old cheeks. 

The vast majority of the main members of the Mo family, after receiving the news from Mo Qingkuang, followed the people sent by Zheng Tao to move to the Capital. They had thought that with Mo Qingkuang establishing himself in the Capital, the Mo family would finally be able to live a good life and even restore the former glory of their ancestors —including Mo Fan. 

However, they were ambushed by disciples sent by the Yuan Sword Sect, resulting in more than half of them being killed or injured. 

This turn of events brought mixed feelings to Mo Shan. He felt sorrowful because during his leadership of the Mo family, many of his family members suffered heavy casualties, which he felt ashamed of in front of their ancestors. 

However, he also felt a sense of joy because it showed the Yuan Sword Sect's deep hatred towards Mo Qingkuang, indicating Mo Qingkuang's resilience. Mo Shan couldn't help but feel proud of his son for evoking such strong enmity from the Yuan Sword Sect. 

While lost in his thoughts, a figure swiftly approached from afar. Mo Shan squinted his eyes and realized it was Lin Yang! Lin Yang was also among the attackers on the Mo family. With his strength, he shouldn't have participated in this operation. 

After the battle in the Imperial Capital, his talent had been recognized by the Yuan Sword Sect, and he was promoted to a true disciple, receiving special attention for cultivation within the sect. But Lin Yang harbored deep hatred towards Mo Qingkuang and wanted to witness the downfall of the Mo family with his own eyes. Therefore, he had joined the team and had taken the lives of several members of the Mo family. 

"Teacher, are you sure he's here?" Lin Yang stopped in the clearing in front of the cave and silently asked the Saint Alchemist. 

"I sensed that he escaped in this direction. It should be here," the Saint Alchemist affirmed. 

As the continent's foremost alchemist in his lifetime, the Saint Alchemist possessed immense spiritual power, making it relatively easy for him to track Mo Shan's whereabouts. However, Lin Yang's speed was limited, and he could only follow from a distance without catching up. 

They had to wait until the Yuan Sword Sect disciples in the vicinity were almost gone before the Saint Alchemist could possess Lin Yang and catch up. Otherwise, if the Saint Alchemist's presence was exposed, it would undoubtedly attract unnecessary trouble. 

Seeing that the newcomer was Lin Yang, Mo Shan's expression turned cold. 

'It's this Lin Yang who caused chaos within our Mo family, leaving my son Mo Qingkuang critically injured and on the brink of death. He had to resort to faking his deaths and flee to the Central Province seeking help.' 

'The ambush on the Mo family by the Yuan Sword Sect must have been incited by Lin Yang. Describing Lin Yang as the mastermind behind the current plight of the Mo family is not an exaggeration at all!' 

Mo Shan slowly calmed his mind, sensing the signs around him. He found no one else nearby, and his eyes flashed with coldness. "Lin Yang! Since you're foolish enough to come to me, I'll rid the world of this scourge for my son! What if you have Heavenly-Grade roots? What if you're a peerless genius? A dead genius is nothing but a handful of dust!" 

Suddenly, Mo Shan shook off the vegetation and sent a palm strike towards Lin Yang. The violent palm wind carried an immensely powerful energy straight towards Lin Yang! Mo Shan's power at this moment was at Grandmaster-realm. 

Although he had sustained some minor injuries in the ambush, he believed that dealing with a Martial Master at the Second Rank shouldn't be a problem. 

Little did he know that even as he released his spiritual senses to probe the surroundings, he had already been detected by the likes of the Saint Alchemist. Quietly reminding Lin Yang and preparing to possess him at any moment, the Saint Alchemist waited for Mo Shan to make the first move. 

Just as Mo Shan's inevitable blow was about to land on Lin Yang, he was astonished to see Lin Yang's thin figure, shrouded in a black robe, suddenly erupt with immense aura. And it continued to rise steadily, until it stopped at the Martial Venerable realm. 

Looking at the giant handprint of the Grandmaster realm sneak attack, Lin Yang, possessed by the Saint Alchemist, casually waved his hand, and a black flame shot out from his body, burning the giant handprint to ashes in the blink of an eye. 

Under Mo Shan's terrified gaze, the Alchemist Saint slowly let out a hoarse and aged voice: "Finally! It took me so much effort to find you."

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