Nine Heavens Martial Emperor

Marquis Mo witnessed this, and a confused chill crept over him.

He knew Lin Hao was the one attacking, but he had no idea how he was doing it.

"Fall back! You’re only hitting his afterimages! Old Mo, he’s behind y—" Mo Yantian’s eyes flew wide as he yelled.

If one listened closely, they would find a slight tremor in Mo Yantian’s voice.

Lin Hao’s Body Technique was too fast; it took Mo Yantian several moments just to catch a glimpse of his figure.

When experts fought, the slightest miscalculation could lead to death. Therefore, a delay of a few moments, which might seem negligible, was utterly terrifying.

Mo Yantian’s warning was fast and urgent, yet it was still too late.

Before he could finish, another person exploded in mid-air, turning into a mist of blood!

In the blink of an eye, Lin Hao had slaughtered five Soul Gathering Realm Martial Artists!

The sight was utterly stunning!

And Lin Hao was only at the Soul Gathering Realm First Layer!

"His Body Technique... It’s too terrifying." Someone, his courage shattered by Lin Hao’s horrifying Body Technique, chose to flee.

After entering the Soul Gathering Realm, Lin Hao’s comprehension of Emperor Hongtian’s Heaven-Stepping Step had deepened, and his speed was now unparalleled!

Though he faced more than ten opponents, not one of them could even touch the hem of his clothes. Meanwhile, Lin Hao moved as if through an empty battlefield, instantly killing five of them. And without exception, all five had exploded into pieces!

Such tactics were chilling to the bone.

With one of their own fleeing, the enemy ranks fell into disarray. In stark contrast, Lin Hao’s momentum was unstoppable!

BOOM! BOOM!

In an instant, two more men were blasted apart in mid-air by Lin Hao!

"Your Highness, we have to go!" At Marquis Mo’s side, Mo Yantian’s face was a mask of sheer terror as he urged the marquis to leave.

As the master of a city, he was a man who had seen his share of grand spectacles and shouldn’t have worn such an expression. However, the combat prowess Lin Hao displayed was simply too horrifying. If he hadn’t witnessed it himself, he would have never believed that someone at the Soul Gathering Realm First Layer could fight against more than ten other Soul Gathering Realm Martial Artists!

Beside him, Marquis Mo’s expression was just as grim. Lin Hao, at the Soul Gathering Realm First Layer, had instantly annihilated seven Martial Artists. It was like something out of a legend!

But as Mo Yantian pulled at him, Marquis Mo shook him off with a flick of his sleeve. He then took a step forward and flung his hand out.

Instantly, several small flags shot out.

BOOM!

The moment the flags appeared, a roar echoed from ahead, and Lin Hao’s figure was finally revealed. Six small flags hovered in the air around him.

Marquis Mo spoke, "Lin Hao, no wonder you’re so arrogant. So you were just relying on your Body Technique to act tough! Let’s see what you can do now!"

Lin Hao stood perfectly still, saying nothing.

Beside Marquis Mo, Mo Yantian’s eyes lit up as he exclaimed, "Is that the Little Six Harmonies Banner Array?!"

"Correct. You have some sense, recognizing the Little Six Harmonies Banner Array," Marquis Mo said with a smile, glancing at Mo Yantian.

"I attended Mansion Master Wen’s longevity banquet a few days ago and heard him mention it. I heard that these Hexagonal Six Harmonies Banners were personally refined by the Old Ancestor for Your Highness," Mo Yantian quickly replied.

Marquis Mo nodded with a smile. "That’s right. The Old Ancestor refined them personally. It’s a simplified version of the Twelve and Six Harmonies Array. Lin Hao, if you’re so capable, why don’t you try walking out of this Little Six Harmonies Banner Array for me?"

As he finished, Marquis Mo stared at Lin Hao, his face a mask of utter smugness.

’The six flags of the Little Six Harmonies Array were refined by the Old Ancestor. Once deployed, they can imprison any Martial Artist below the Spirit Transformation Realm. Even with his monstrous power, Lin Hao can’t hope to escape it.’

Lin Hao was trapped, surrounded by the remaining Martial Artists who had survived the slaughter and were now watching him like hungry tigers. However, this didn’t seem to affect Lin Hao in the slightest.

Lin Hao simply smiled and said, "If this were the complete Twelve and Six Harmonies Array, I might have had to put in some effort. But using this piece of trash array against me? You really don’t think much of me, do you?"

"Trash array?! You dare call the Little Six Harmonies Banner Array—which can imprison anyone below the Spirit Transformation Realm and can only be used once—trash?!" Hearing Lin Hao’s words, Marquis Mo trembled with rage.

Lin Hao remained unfazed, nodding matter-of-factly. "An array that can only be used once is, by definition, a trash array."

The rage made a metallic, sweet taste well up in Marquis Mo’s throat, and he violently spat out a mouthful of blood.

"Your Highness!" Mo Yantian reacted instantly, rushing to support Marquis Mo.

At the same time, Mo Yantian yelled at the remaining Soul Gathering Realm Martial Artists, "What are you gawking at? Get him!"

The Martial Artists glanced at Lin Hao, fear flashing in their eyes. They didn’t dare to make a reckless move.

"You useless bunch! He’s trapped now! He can’t use his Body Technique! He’s a lamb for the slaughter! You could kill him with one hand! Now go!" Mo Yantian was so furious he felt like spitting up blood himself.

The tirade seemed to bolster their courage, and they prepared to attack.

’The only reason Lin Hao was so formidable before was his Body Technique. Now that he’s trapped and can’t use it, there’s no way he’s a match for us.’

"Keep him alive," Marquis Mo said, getting to his feet. His face was pale. "Letting him die easily would be getting off too lightly."

There had originally been fifteen Martial Artists. Excluding the seven Lin Hao had just annihilated and the one who had fled, seven now remained.

The seven men all nodded at Marquis Mo’s command.

’Lin Hao has offended His Highness. Whoever strikes the first blow will surely win his favor. And right now, Lin Hao is trapped—a complete sitting duck!’

With this in mind, all seven men attacked at nearly the same instant.

One man’s arm morphed into a great saber that slashed at Lin Hao’s arms. Another’s turned into a long staff, sweeping toward his legs. A particularly malicious attacker’s arm swelled, his palm expanding as he aimed to slap Lin Hao across the face.

And so, all seven attacked. Two aimed for his arms, two for his legs, two for his face, and the last one sent a fist rocketing toward his abdomen.

If they were to succeed, Lin Hao’s fate would be wretched beyond belief.

A gleeful smile flashed across Marquis Mo’s face. He could already picture the wretched sight of Lin Hao with all his limbs broken, spitting out a mouthful of blood and teeth.

"Hahaha! Lin Hao, I’ll show you the price for opposing me!" Picturing Lin Hao’s miserable state, Marquis Mo could no longer contain himself and burst into laughter.

But a moment later, his laughter died abruptly, as if someone had seized him by the throat.

Up ahead, Lin Hao had two of the attackers’ arms pinned under his feet. In one hand, he gripped the spine of a great saber that had once been an arm. In front of him, two severed hands lay on the ground, dripping blood.

THUMP, THUMP, THUMP!

The last attacker stumbled back several steps before finding his footing.

The sight was utterly stunning!

Marquis Mo hadn’t even seen how Lin Hao moved before the deed was done.

He couldn’t see, but someone else had.

And the person who had seen Lin Hao’s movements was even more shocked than Marquis Mo.