Living In Another World With A Farm Chapter 8418: Killing the enemy (1)

Yet, prior to Mo Daoming having the opportunity to ready himself, Du Wan Sha unleashed his second strike. The lengthy sword in his grasp whipped forward anew, propelling a sharp blade gleam straight at the defensive barrier. A deafening explosion echoed, making the shield quiver with greater intensity, as even more symbols within the island's setup fractured apart.

Spotting the dire circumstances, Mo Daoming urgently called out, "Quick, has the One Heart formation been activated? The One Heart formation—has it been put to use?" His voice carried raw desperation. Should the island's safeguarding array crumble, they'd confront Du Wan directly. From the looks of things now, the Blood Slaughter Sect showed no mercy in sparing them. Du Wan's onslaught would prove ruthless, and they might not endure it.

Right as Mo Daoming uttered those words, a voice nearby responded, "We've activated it already, yet the foes' assaults overwhelm us too much. We can't fend them off." Hearing this, Mo Daoming's face twisted in shock. He hadn't foreseen the adversaries' barrage hitting with such brutal force.

In that instant, Du Wan Sha delivered his third blow, then the fourth, and swiftly the fifth. Precisely when Du Wan Sha brandished his God Slaying Blade for the fifth swing, a massive crack resounded as Flowing Light Island's protective array shattered entirely. Every array symbol across the island burst into pieces, leaving the whole defense in ruins.

Seeing the island's array finally breached, Du Wan Sha exhaled deeply in relief. Wielding the God Slaying Blade drained him immensely. With his present power, he could manage no more than ten swings before needing extended recovery. Failure to shatter the array in those ten hits would doom their efforts, halting the entire scheme.

Du Wan Sha's fear of failing against Mo Daoming's defenses drove him to unleash five consecutive slashes without pause. This approach amplified the energy drain, matching the might of eight normal strikes. His inner reserves now lingered at merely a fifth of full capacity. Still, fear eluded him. Armed with the God Slaying Blade, he could utterly vanquish Mo Daoming. Moreover, he no longer needed nonstop swings; he could seize moments to replenish his strength. He trusted recovery wouldn't demand much time.

But such thoughts had no place right then. Witnessing the enemy's array collapse, he bellowed, "Break through! Charge in! Seize Flowing Light Island!" Excitement surged through the Blood Slaughter Sect disciples. They erupted in a unified cry, "Kill!" With that roar, the Bloody Massacre Sect followers stormed into Flowing Light Island. Leading the vanguard were the Island Lord-level powerhouses. Naturally, Du Wan Sha plunged ahead too, fully aware that typical Island Lord experts couldn't match Mo Daoming.

The very second Mo Daoming realized the island's array had fallen, a heavy blow seemed to strike his skull. A resonant thud filled his mind, blackness swallowed his sight, and stars exploded in his vision. Moments later, clarity returned. Then, he beheld the Bloody Massacre Sect cultivators surging toward them. Fury ignited his gaze to crimson as he bellowed, "Kill! Warriors of the 13 Family Alliance, slaughter them! Today, we battle to our last breath! Refuse the fight, and we're doomed! The 13 Family Alliance ends! Annihilate them!" His shout propelled him forward first, yet at that juncture, Du Wan Sha locked onto him.

By now, Du Wan Sha had stowed his God Slaying Blade. Though formidable, it sapped energy excessively. He preferred his personal war blade for the moment. With a flourish, he intercepted Mo Daoming's advance. A wicked grin crept across his features as he taunted, "Old Mo, I'm your foe. Stay put and face me."

Mo Daoming's eyes burned scarlet, his face twisted in madness as he glared at Du Wan Sha. "Du Wan Sha, I'll battle you until death claims one of us!" With those words, he thrust his longsword toward Du Wan Sha. The strike unleashed a sudden gloom over the heavens, unleashing a barrage of shooting stars that plummeted toward Du Wan Sha.

Du Wan Sha remained unfazed, fixing Mo Daoming with a mocking sneer. "Old Mo, after all these years, you've made no progress whatsoever. Relying on that same old ploy." He lifted his longsword, summoning a crimson river at his side. With a sweep, the river surged like a torrent. Du Wan Sha's form vanished amid the rush.

BOOM! BOOM! BOOM! BOOM! Explosive clashes thundered in sequence as the shooting stars smashed together. Yet doubt clouded Mo Daoming's eyes. He sensed the collision's spectacle hid a truth: Du Wan Sha held back, or perhaps fatigue weakened him. Though he parried the assault, Du Wan Sha employed the "release" method against the sword strike, not his prior technique. Thus, the display dazzled, but its true power fell short.

Mo Daoming, sharp as ever, grasped the reason for Du Wan Sha's display instantly. Laughter burst from him wildly. "Du Wan Sha, who knew you'd grown so feeble? Hahaha, how does it feel? Exhausted your reserves with the God Slaying Blade? Fear not, I'll deny you any respite. Perish, hahahaha!" He shifted his longsword, darkening the skies once more as a meteor storm rained down relentlessly.

"Hmph, even drained of much of my spiritual power, what threat are you? Mo Daoming, haven't you grasped it yet? Restraining you suffices—none on Flowing Light Island rival our Bloody Massacre Sect. We'll dispatch the rest at leisure. Once they're gone, you'll stand alone. What then?" Du Wan Sha's voice echoed ethereally, accompanied by a colossal peak that erupted between heaven and earth. Towering to pierce the clouds, the mountain brimmed with cadavers and gore.

The meteors crashed against the peak, yet it stood immovable, defying all force. The impacts' roar rattled souls to the core. Now, even the rank-and-file disciples witnessed the terror of these masters' clash.

Suddenly, a scarlet blade flash erupted, then faded. Instantly, the gloom and the mountain vanished. Du Wan Sha stood there, face ashen, gripping his longsword—no, the God Slaying Blade itself.

In Du Wan Sha's other hand dangled a severed head—Mo Daoming's. Shock lingered on the dead man's features. The Blood Slaughter Sect cultivators cheered in triumph at the sight, while the 13 Family Alliance members paled in despair.

Du Wan Sha eyed the 13 Family Alliance fighters and hoisted Mo Daoming's head high. "Hear me, 13 Family Alliance! Surrender, and live. Resist, and face our wrath without mercy. Charge!" The Bloody Massacre Sect roared as one, lunging at the 13 Family Alliance.

Meanwhile, the 13 Family Alliance's spirits plummeted to rock bottom. Some fled in panic, others fought back feebly, and many discarded arms to kneel midair in submission. Flowing Light Island's defenses utterly collapsed.

Du Wan Sha breathed out heavily in satisfaction. An Island Lord from the Blood Slaughter Sect approached and queried, "Great Elder, Flowing Light Island seems stripped of fight. Shall we truly spare the surrendering 13 Family members?" Evidently, Blood Slaughter Sect ranks hungered to wipe out the alliance entirely.

Du Wan Sha shook his head. "Indeed. Our Blood Slaughter Sect requires them to restore our forces. We've endured heavy tolls lately. If Island Masters yield, escort them properly—no discourtesy. Now, I must recuperate. Leave me undisturbed for days. Also, monitor Lone Mountain City's developments closely. Report any updates at once."

The subordinate acknowledged. Du Wan Sha pivoted and departed Flowing Light Island. A flash of white light enveloped him, and he vanished. This battle had exhausted Du Wan Sha profoundly. His energy reserves had depleted far too much. During the duel with Mo Daoming, his spiritual power neared empty, forcing him to feign frailty. The instant Mo Daoming relaxed, he channeled his final reserves into the God Slaying Blade, slaying him outright.

In truth, it was a gamble. A missed killing blow would have endangered him gravely. But confidence drove the strike—he knew he could succeed. Mo Daoming wielded immense might, yet Du Wan Sha surpassed him. Thus, Du Wan Sha excelled at exploiting openings, claiming victory with that decisive cut.

That final slash had pushed Du Wan Sha to his limits. His spiritual power nearly vanished entirely, stripping him of combat ability. This prompted his swift exit from Flowing Light Island. He sought a secure haven to heal, needing days to reclaim peak form, free from interruptions.

Still, Lone Mountain Island weighed on his mind. He understood clearly: no triumph here mattered if Lone Mountain Island failed. Their strategy would crumble, forcing a direct assault—a grueling ordeal with prolonged effort and heavier losses. Thus, he yearned for word of Lone Mountain Island's successful fall.