Chapter 551: The Ultimate Victor

Above the circular platform, the dark golden aura-enveloped Abyssal Hammer descended slowly as Lin Mo swung it with both hands. An astonishing force of spatial distortion surged forth.

Below, Fang Tianqin's eyes were filled with madness. His internal energy had been completely unleashed, and layers of white energy enveloped him tightly.

Boom!

In the next moment, the power of spatial distortion erupted, shattering all the white rivers and giant bear palms that Fang Tianqin had manifested. A terrifying energy storm swept through once more.

"Ah!"

Fang Tianqin roared in anger. The white energy around him exploded, and he stood there like a blazing flame. However, when the terrifying spatial distortion force arrived, these flames were all shattered, and his body was fiercely thrown back, flying directly from the circular platform towards the edge.

"No!"

Feeling his body uncontrollably flying backward, Fang Tianqin shouted in fear. As he fell from the circular platform, he was about to plunge into the endless sea of thunder, as he lacked the ability to fly like Lin Mo.

However, no matter how he shouted, his body was like a massive stone, falling straight down.

"This is your fate," Lin Mo said, standing on the edge and watching Fang Tianqin fall. He spoke to himself.

Zzz! Zzz!

As Fang Tianqin's body descended, the violent thunderstorm unleashed its incredibly powerful force, shattering his figure completely. 

On the circular platform, Xiao Dingtian and the others saw this scene and couldn't help but step back. Their eyes were all fixed on Lin Mo.

Especially Yue Qiufeng, who had some prior conflicts with Lin Mo, and now, seeing how powerful Lin Mo had become, he couldn't help but feel a sense of fear. If Lin Mo wanted revenge, he could easily end up in the thunderous sea below.

"Don't worry, I won't take your lives," Lin Mo said, turning around and calmly addressing them.

As he said, when his strength far surpassed his opponents, he no longer had any interest in dealing with them because they were no longer a match for him. Unless these people, like Fang Tianqin, had murderous intentions towards him.

Hearing Lin Mo's words, the others breathed a sigh of relief. 

This scene, if it were seen by the top experts from the four major renowned academies, would undoubtedly leave them dumbfounded. The top experts of the four major academies were now dwarfed and insignificant in the face of Lin Mo's power.

The azure flames in the sky disappeared quickly, and the nine azure dragons gradually dissipated. At the same time, the dragon imprints on Lin Mo and others' bodies also automatically appeared.

Ninety-nine!

Behind Lin Mo, there were ninety-nine dragon imprints floating. Although Lin Mo had eliminated fewer azure flames than Fang Tianqin due to his delayed breakthrough on the circular platform, his total number of dragon imprints exceeded Fang Tianqin's.

Xiao Dingtian and the others had only fifty or so dragon imprints behind them, far behind Lin Mo. However, they were not regretful at all. If they had more dragon imprints than Lin Mo, they would have met the same fate as Fang Tianqin, falling into the sea of thunder below.

"Ninety-nine dragon imprints, Lin Mo is the first!" The old man's figure did not appear, but his voice echoed from the void.

In the next moment, the dragon imprints behind Lin Mo turned into a sea of azure clouds, carrying Lin Mo and rushing towards the empty sky. Everyone saw Lin Mo's body disappear when it touched the void.

They were all then transported away by a spatial force, returning to the front of the Azure Lotus Pond.

On Lin Mo's side, the sea of azure clouds carried him through a space filled with nothingness. Eventually, he arrived in front of a palace floating in the clouds. The nine giant azure dragons surrounded the palace, but their massive dragon eyes were tightly closed.

Lin Mo pushed open the palace doors, and a desolate aura rushed over him.

Inside the hall, there was a figure.

The figure wore a coarse linen robe, standing with hands behind his back, facing the main seat of the hall, the Azure Dragon Throne. 

"You've come." 

Before Lin Mo could step inside, the figure in the linen robe spoke softly.

"Yes, Senior," Lin Mo replied, clasping his hands and giving a respectful salute.

The figure in the linen robe slowly turned around, revealing a satisfied smile. He was none other than the elderly man who had previously explained the rules of inheritance.

"Senior, is that really you?" Lin Mo was surprised. He had thought that the old man was just a lingering consciousness transmitting information and didn't expect him to be the final inheritor.

The elderly man stroked his long beard. His weathered face showed a hint of confusion. "Quite unexpected?"

"May I ask, Senior, do you recognize Zhao Yun, the White Dragon Martial God?" Lin Mo asked at the same time, and Zhao Yun's figure also transformed from white light into a tangible form.

"Zhonglong?" The elderly man replied. When he was about to say something more, he saw Zhao Yun standing before him, and he couldn't help but look shocked. However, Zhao Yun didn't recognize him, just feeling that he looked familiar.

"I don't know you, but I feel like I've seen you before," Zhao Yun said, furrowing his brow.

"Why... how could it be? I'm Zhou Cang, the guardian and bodyguard under Lord Martial God." The elderly man replied.

Zhao Yun shook his head, perhaps because it had been too long, and he had forgotten many things.

"It doesn't matter. Since that catastrophe, the strong have fled Earth one after another. You stayed behind to guard the rear, and the fact that you're still alive is a blessing in itself." Zhou Cang said, a sad expression in his eyes.