Chapter 1857: Chapter 1954: Overlooking All Beings

Boom!!!

A towering hand appeared suddenly from the depths of the sky, directly descending upon the entire hundred thousand mountains and rivers.

An unimaginable, terrifying presence made all the demon beasts in the hundred thousand mountains and rivers tremble on the ground. No matter their cultivation, even those powerful demon beasts that survived from the ancient wilderness, all chose to submit at this moment.

Fang Lin suddenly raised his head, looking at the colossal hand. His face was filled with horror, sensing the immense power of this hand. Even if he became ten times stronger, he would likely be reduced to dust under this hand.

Without any doubt, Fang Lin knew this was definitely a Martial Lord making a move, and he could guess who it was—Mo Shouhe!

Xuanyuan Ya was dead, and Fang Lin was very familiar with Fang Qingye’s aura, so it was obvious whom this hand belonged to.

Fang Lin didn’t know what Mo Shouhe intended to do, but the situation was extremely unfavorable to him. Without further thought, he directly landed on the ground, trying to restrain his aura as much as possible, nervously watching the hand that covered the sky.

The demon beasts in the hundred thousand mountains were panicked and uneasy. To them, Mo Shouhe was immensely powerful, completely beyond their capacity to resist. Even if a Demon Saint were to arrive, they could not oppose Mo Shouhe.

This wasn’t just a mere gap in level, but like the difference between ants and gods. Mo Shouhe was like a divine presence to all living beings on the earth; the demon beasts in the hundred thousand mountains were negligible in his eyes, easily annihilated with a flip of his hand.

He could even easily flatten the entire hundred thousand mountains without any difficulty.

At this moment, perhaps the only thing unaffected between heaven and earth was that bizarre wooden carving.

The wooden carving felt Mo Shouhe’s aura. Not only was it not frightened, but it seemed exceptionally excited, proactively heading towards the hand that covered the sky falling down.

Seeing this, Fang Lin’s brow furrowed deeper. Although he still didn’t know what the wooden carving was, it seemed Mo Shouhe made his move precisely for this wooden carving.

Fang Lin didn’t want Mo Shouhe to obtain the wooden carving, but there was nothing he could do at this moment. If he dared to reveal himself with the slightest intention to prevent Mo Shouhe, he would certainly not spare Fang Lin. With his current strength, he couldn’t even protect himself before Mo Shouhe, let alone stop him.

Thus, Fang Lin could only watch helplessly as the wooden carving was taken by Mo Shouhe, unable to suppress the feeling of powerlessness rising within.

Fang Lin had a bitter expression. Despite cultivating for more than thirty years in the later generations and another thousand years upon returning to this era, with various opportunities that led to his current cultivation and strength, he was unbeatable in the future, and even in this era was considered a top-tier expert.

Yet even so, he was still pathetically weak before Mo Shouhe. Mo Shouhe’s true form hadn’t even appeared; it was only an illusion of a hand that made Fang Lin feel despair, a suffocating despair indeed.

Fang Lin speculated that if he directly faced that hand covering the sky, he probably wouldn’t even have the courage to act, only able to close his eyes and wait for death.

But then again, Fang Lin knew he was being naïve. Having cultivated for such a short time, did he dream of competing with Mo Shouhe? It was indeed laughable. Mo Shouhe was an Ancient Spirit Incarnation, possessing the grand fate of Mountain Tu, having cultivated for countless years, living even longer than Xuanyuan Ya. What could Fang Lin use to compete with Mo Shouhe?

Furthermore, considering Fang Lin’s current strength and the years he spent cultivating, his pace was actually very rapid. All combined were only about a thousand years, yet he had attained his current strength, which even in this era of great talents and flourishing Martial Arts was considered a peerless genius.

At this moment, what worried Fang Lin most wasn’t the wooden carving, but his own safety. Mo Shouhe personally took the wooden carving, possibly also aware of his presence.

Even though Fang Lin used many methods to conceal himself, he knew these tricks were mere jokes before Mo Shouhe.

If Mo Shouhe detected Fang Lin’s abnormality, or even uncovered some secrets about him, it was impossible to guarantee Mo Shouhe wouldn’t act against Fang Lin.

Should it come to that, Fang Lin estimated he would surely die, unless his father Fang Qingye took action; otherwise, no one could stop Mo Shouhe from killing him.

As the wooden carving vanished above the skies, the towering hand didn’t continue its descent, slowly retracting without causing widespread destruction among the many demon beasts in the hundred thousand mountains.

The demon beasts scattered across various places felt as if relieved from a huge burden. Those few short breaths moments ago were truly the hardest time in most of their lives, constantly fearing if Mo Shouhe would strike.

Fortunately, Mo Shouhe didn’t really make a move, essentially sparing them, and many demon beasts didn’t dare to complain about Mo Shouhe’s exaggeration, only able to express gratitude for his mercy by not killing them.

However, before these demon beasts could relax, a pair of ice-cold and gloomy eyes appeared above the skies, watching over everything in the hundred thousand mountains.

The demon beasts were tense again, afraid to even take a deep breath, fearing to attract the attention of the owner of those eyes.

Fang Lin was the same. He hadn’t expected that after taking the wooden carving, Mo Shouhe would still gaze directly at the hundred thousand mountains. What was he planning?

Suddenly, Fang Lin’s heart raced wildly. He dared not lift his head, but he could already conclude that Mo Shouhe’s gaze was fixed on him.

Fang Lin’s body felt extremely cold as if chilled to the bone, his body seemed to stiffen, no longer able to move, as if any movement would cause his whole form to collapse and shatter.

In this moment, Fang Lin could truly feel the might of a Martial Lord; this was Mo Shouhe in perfect condition, as opposed to Mo Shouhe’s state during emergence in later generations—there’s a significant difference between the two.

Fang Lin felt as if abandoned by heaven and earth, unable to even breathe, being watched by those eyes was more terrifying than being watched by any fierce evil beast.

"No! He harbors killing intent towards me?" Fang Lin’s face turned ashen, abruptly raising his head, staring intently at those eyes.

Puh!!!

Without any trace of action, Fang Lin unexpectedly spewed fresh blood, falling directly to the ground, his aura weakened, seemingly heavily injured.

In the life or death moment, Fang Lin vaguely saw a figure in a blue robe standing beside him.

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