Three Strikes

"You lost. Bring the disciples of the Niten Flying Immortal Palace along and return to the Family Clan of Gods with me." Mohe released his palm and the ice sword in his hand transformed into water that flowed into the sea.

The disciples of the Niten Flying Immortal Palace turned ashen. Despite Sei Gasakai's abilities, Mohe had actually suppressed his strength to the same level as him. Furthermore, despite Sei Gasakai using the Calamity-grade Ghost Cry and God Howling blades, he couldn't even withstand a single strike. This made them suspect Sei Gasakai's Sword Dao.

Sei Gasakai was speechless. He had lost so thoroughly that there was nothing else to say.

Mohe turned around and was about to leave when he saw a youth standing not far behind him. The youth stood there silently sizing him up with a look of interest. This made Mohe frown.