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Transcending the Nine Heavens

Chapter 1461: Deadly Submission 😵‍💫

Published: March 8, 2025

Ji Mo struck like lightning. In the instant Xiao Chenlei turned his head, Ji Mo used all his strength and plunged the short sword deep into Xiao Chenlei's heart from such a close distance!

The sword aura at the tip exploded right at the center of Xiao Chenlei's heart, destroying his internal organs into a mushy mess!

The force was so great that when the sword tip pierced through Xiao Chenlei's chest and exited his back, it even stabbed Ji Mo's own thigh, nearly tying him together with Xiao Chenlei!

It was completely sudden, completely unprepared!

"I killed you, alright?!"

At that moment, Xiao Chenlei felt as if he had been struck by a heavenly thunderbolt!

He felt as if he had fallen into an endless tragedy, with the world darkening around him!

Looking at the shining sword tip that only protruded a small part from his chest, feeling the icy sensation and excruciating pain within, he was momentarily stunned as he realized the sword had pierced through his front and out of his back!

He was truly stunned for a moment.

He never dreamed that his fatal blow would come at this moment!

Even if there was a traitor among the few remaining supremes of the Xiao Clan aiming for him, it wouldn't have surprised him this much!

This Jiang Ye, just a moment ago was completely broken, and now he could actually take the life of a ninth rank supreme?

He couldn't comprehend how this guy had recovered his body or when he had gotten a sword! Why… why was this happening?

As Ji Mo spoke, he started to regret.

Because he should not have said that line.

That line was absolutely unnecessary! And it was an extreme mistake. After stabbing with the sword, he should have immediately turned and fled, as far away as possible, to avoid the imminent death counterattack from this ninth rank supreme!

Ji Mo clearly understood: saying that line might very well lead to him being dragged down to hell by this ninth rank supreme's counterattack!

And the other party was completely capable of doing so!

Even if he tried to escape now, he might not be able to evade the other party's strike!

Ji Mo knew all of this. He understood all the consequences and had even decided to do this before he made his move: strike once and immediately retreat!

But people are so strange; although he knew all this and had made up his mind, at the moment of success, he felt an irresistible urge to say that line before leaving!

It was a very strange psychology.

In that moment, Ji Mo's sense of achievement was unparalleled! He desperately wanted someone to share in his joy and accomplishment, so he couldn't help but show off!

After saying that line, Ji Mo immediately sprang up and in a whoosh, he was ten zhang away. With a roll, he desperately fled!

Panicking like a stray dog, lost like a fish that slipped through the net.

While fleeing, he cursed himself wildly: "Wretched! You're just wretched! Wretched beyond measure... You say you won't be able to escape, yet you still want to show off... I'm so regretful..."

He tumbled, rolled, and flipped…

Then he suddenly realized he couldn't move anymore.

Unbeknownst to him, Xiao Chenlei had already arrived behind him. A hand pressed down on his shoulder, and they both stopped midair.

Then, Ji Mo felt as if he was spun around like a top, instantly facing Xiao Chenlei's emotionless face!

At this moment, Ji Mo wished he could cry but had no tears.

He had shown off too much.

The short sword was still embedded in Xiao Chenlei's chest.

Xiao Chenlei exhibited a strange expression, looking down at the short sword in his chest. He raised his head, his gaze calm and deep as he looked at Ji Mo, his white beard slightly trembling. He softly asked, "How… did you do it?"

Ji Mo felt as if a mountain was pressing down on him under the hand of the other party; he couldn't move at all. His mouth opened in horror: "Huh?"

Xiao Chenlei furrowed his brows, seemingly contemplating a profound academic question rather than his own life and death.

“I’m asking you, when did you recover? How did you recover? Who are you?” Xiao Chenlei’s brows were knitted, puzzled beyond measure.