The Eternal Supremacy

"Hmph, this young one hasn't even grown a pair yet but is trying to show off. Lao'er, teach him a lesson but don't kill him just yet because I want to torture him slowly," ordered the middle-aged leader. With a contemptuous smile on his face, he looked at Ji Mo playfully like a cat toying with a rat that had fallen into its lap.

"Rest assured, Fifth Brother." The sleazy teenager called Lao'er approached Ji Mo slowly. The teenager was about twenty years old and was a whole head taller than Ji Mo.

The teenager's vitality increased gradually with each step he took. His energy was like the soaring sea when he finally arrived in front of Ji Mo. The sound of waves swishing and swooshing could almost be heard coming from his body.

Within an instant, Ji Mo discovered that this person possessed the strength of a fifth-tier tempered body just like himself.

The Celestial Devil Tempered Body Ji Mo cultivated was an extremely abstruse art. The cultivator's life force was well-concealed under normal circumstances so that other people could not find out the depths of their strength. However, once Ji Mo induced the Celestial Devil Power, he would transform into a savage Celestial Devil whose life force would be released ceaselessly.

The teenager revealed a toothy grin. "Young lad, don't grumble later that I didn't give you a chance. All will be forgiven if you leave behind the spiritual medicines and kowtow to me ten times. Otherwise…"

Bang!

Before the sleazy-looking teenager could finish his sentence, Ji Mo had already made a move with the speed of lightning. He slapped the teenager in a swift manner without any extravagance movements. 

The teenager fell to the ground before he could even groan. Blood oozed from the corner of his mouth and half of his face swelled up.

Of course, Ji Mo had not utilized his full strength with that slap. Otherwise, half of the teenager's face would have been smashed into pieces. 

Despite that, a single slap was enough to cause immense shock.

The crowd that was not far away, including the middle-aged man, was stupefied. The first impression they had of Ji Mo was that he was an extremely thin, quiet and scholarly man, not a tempered body expert. They initially thought the sleazy teenager who had the capability of a fifth-tier tempered body would be sufficient to oppress the young lad, but Ji Mo had unexpectedly made the first move. 

Anxiously, the middle-aged man howled at that teenager, "Lao'er, enough with all the nonsense, cripple him now!"

"You…Bastard, how dare you strike me? You're going to get yourself killed!" The teenager struggled to stand up because of the fiery pain that was swelling on his face. Once he rose to his feet, Ji Mo struck again. The teenager did not stand a chance to avoid that forceful slap that came at the speed of lightning.

Bang!

Along with that crisp, loud noise, the teenager fell to the ground again. This time, he could not muster any strength to rise to his feet. Ji Mo had utilized more strength this time to completely crush the bones in his face. With his face badly mangled, the teenager was jerking with quick spasms on the ground. 

"You're bold enough to rob me, huh? Lie on your stomach now!" Ji Mo ordered in a deep voice. A faint red light was shimmering underneath his skin as the Celestial Devil Power circulated in his flesh and blood. Every inch of muscle on his body was flowing with unbelievable strength.

This time around, even the leader sharpened his vigilance and realized that they had encountered a true expert. The wealthy, pampered kid in front of him seemed extremely frail but turned out to be an unreasonable opponent. The sleazy-looking teenager who had acquired the fifth-tier tempered body strength was knocked down quickly without any chance to counter.

Ji Mo clenched his fists and stepped over the fallen body of the teenager. Then, he walked towards the middle-aged leader.

'It's out of my expectations that this young lad has some tricks up his sleeves. Okay! This old man will handle you himself. Let's see how well your feeble build can deal with my hammer!' The middle-aged man took several long swinging strides and power erupted from his body. The massive hammer in his hand that weighed 500 kilograms was intimidating.

"Robbing me comes with a price!" shouted Ji Mo as he drew his lips back. The Celestial Devil Power hidden underneath his skin was cultivated, waiting to erupt at any second.

"Fifth Brother, this young lad is terribly arrogant. Crush his bones to shut him up!"

"That's right. Second Brother underestimated his opponent and was taken advantage of by this young lad. Look at how smug he is. Does he really think he can win by surprise attacks and sheer luck? I should stop this nonsense and take him down right away by myself!"

"All the best, Fifth Brother. Teach him a lesson!"

Several other persons who stood behind the middle-aged man erupted in a clamor. All of them glared at Ji Mo in detest as if they were unsatisfied unless they got to eat him alive.

"Hehehe, let's play with this old man!" The middle-aged man stared right into Ji Mo's eyes with obvious murderous intent. He fiddled with the massive hammer in his hand before throwing it at Ji Mo's direction without mercy.

Due to the high pressure, an explosion was heard when this iron hammer that weighed 500 kilograms moved across the air. Added together, the tremendously heavy weapon and the middle-aged man's powerful strength weighed over 1,000 kilograms. 

"Ha!" Big Bandit Lee yelled as he stomped both feet on the ground. The Celestial Devil Power in Ji Mo's blood and flesh was stirred up. As he punched the massive hammer that was falling from the sky, the Celestial Devil Power gathered in his fist exploded instantly. 

His effort to retaliate against a massive hammer weighing 500 kilograms with a mere fist was deemed naïve and hilarious in the others' eyes. Even the corners of that middle-aged man's lips were curled up into a ridiculing sneer. 

'You're like a young bird. Do you think your fist is tougher than iron? My iron hammer that weighs 600 kilograms will surely crush your frail body. Hmph, what an ignorant fool!' thought the bandit to himself.

However, in the next second, the middle-aged man's expression changed because he felt the immense strength that erupted from Ji Mo's fist.

The Celestial Devil Power was revealed and hellish iridescent rays appeared faintly from Ji Mo's tiny fist. That immense power was as though a Hell Celestial Devil had finally broken free from prison with a surging strength that seemed able to destroy everything.

Bang!

An intense, loud noise was heard when Ji Mo's fist collided with the massive hammer forcefully.

The middle-aged man felt an immense strength surging from the massive hammer. It numbed his whole arm and even the Qi and the blood in his body were triggered, causing him to stagger several steps backward.

'What terrifying strength! Which tier of cultivation base has this young lad attained? The eighth tier? Or the ninth? How else could he possess so much strength?' The middle-aged man was dumbfounded. The punch that came from Ji Mo earlier almost flung that massive hammer out of his hand. The amount of power that erupted from that tiny fist was unimaginable.

Not far away, Old Man Qingzhu who was drinking on the ground narrowed his eyes slightly and the corners of his lips turned into a smile. Then, he promptly turned his attention elsewhere as if not interested to witness Ji Mo's fight.

Ji Mo swung his arm and approached the middle-aged man leisurely. "So, is your hammer or my fist tougher?" he asked with a grin.

"Stupid boy, it turns out you've concealed your strength well, but here comes another blow! Heavy Mountain Strike!" the middle-aged man yelled in a deep voice as he swung his arm to relieve the numbness. Then, he held the massive hammer with both arms and struck it towards Ji Mo once again.