A streak of brilliant white light, encased within a deep azure burst of Dou Qi, shot forward, slamming into the Centipede while it was still airborne.

This Light Holy Sword was undoubtedly the treasured heirloom of the Church of Light, an artifact that ranked firmly in the echelon of Divine Weapons, placing it several tiers above the equipment wielded by Daili and the others.

Furthermore, Mo Han had infused the Dou Qi with Wind elemental magic he had painstakingly researched, significantly enhancing the speed and destructive power of his aura.

His actual strength had far surpassed the standards of a Great Swordsman, now bordering on the realm of a Sword Saint.

Instantly, that wave of deep blue Dou Qi, carrying an intense, palpable momentum, surged directly toward the charging Crimson Centipede.

The Crimson Centipede panicked upon seeing this, as its instincts as a magical beast clearly perceived the terrifying nature of that Dou Qi—something it knew it could not withstand head-on at its current level. In its haste, it spat a jet of venom toward the attack, while simultaneously attempting to dodge to the side. However, the venom capable of neutralizing Jack's magic merely caused the Dou Qi to pause momentarily before dissipating, the powerful energy stream utterly unaffected and continuing its trajectory toward the Centipede.

Though the Crimson Centipede exerted itself to evade, the Dou Qi accurately struck several of its rear legs. In that single assault from Mo Han, seven or eight legs were instantly obliterated, the severed sections pulverized into dust by the sheer force of Mo Han’s potent Dou Qi.

The Centipede writhed on the ground in agony, crushing numerous trees in its thrashing, yet it dared not approach Mo Han again.

Mo Han himself was astonished by the magnitude of the power unleashed; it far exceeded his expected capability. He inwardly marveled at the might of the Divine Weapon, confirming that such an artifact could vastly amplify the wielder’s strength. It was no wonder people across the continent scrambled, risking their lives, merely for the chance to obtain one.

The surrounding Fei Yun members were momentarily stunned into silence by the sheer force of Mo Han’s single strike. While they knew Mo Han was powerful, they had not anticipated he was so monstrously strong as to repel an Eighth-Tier Magical Beast in one blow—what an incredible display of prowess.

Schmitt and the others who had recently joined Fei Yun watched with blazing eyes and looks of pure reverence. They were clearly subdued by the martial artistry Mo Han had just demonstrated. Even the well-traveled Marco was dumbstruck, muttering under his breath, “How is this possible? Has he truly reached the level of a Sword Saint? It’s utterly inconceivable.”

Jack exclaimed from the side, “Boss, you’re too much! Are you even human?” Mo Han heard this and immediately delivered a sharp rap to Jack’s head, retorting, “How dare you insult your Boss? Are you itching for a beating?”

Jack immediately adopted a pained expression. “Boss, that’s not what I meant! I was just too shocked, I misspoke, hehe. You are magnanimous, please don’t hold it against me.”

Mo Han nodded with satisfaction. “That’s better. Commit that offense again, and I’ll reward you with a few more buns, hehe.”

The pitiful Jack could only nod repeatedly in submission under Mo Han’s subtle authority. Seeing this interaction, Murong Feixue and Schmitt couldn't help but laugh.

Just then, the Crimson Centipede let out a piercing roar, causing everyone to instantly tense up and prepare for defense. What followed was a rapid succession of venom sprays directed at Mo Han and his group. Mo Han dared not be careless, quickly unleashing his Dou Qi to intercept the venom. The corrosive streams were shattered mid-air by Mo Han’s aura, dissolving into black smoke before vanishing.

The Crimson Centipede, using the momentary distraction while Mo Han neutralized its poison, suddenly spun around, flailing all its legs, and fled deep into the Enchanted Forest at astonishing speed, leaving a trail of blood across the ground it passed. Mo Han paused, taken aback by this turn of events. However, the terrain ahead was dense forest, and he was unfamiliar with the layout. Uncertain if the Centipede had other tricks up its sleeve, he hesitated to pursue immediately. He cursed under his breath, “Damn it, I didn’t think this beast knew how to use tactics to escape! Aren't magical beasts supposed to be mindless?” Daili, hearing this, explained, “That applies to lower-tier beasts. Higher-level magical beasts possess considerable intelligence. When they realize they cannot win a fight, they either self-destruct or flee. So, the Crimson Centipede’s actions are not strange at all.”

Mo Han could only give a wry smile. “If I had known, I should have finished it off in one go. Now it’s turning into a mess.”

Jack then asked, “Boss, what do we do now? Should we chase it?” Mo Han nodded. “Of course we chase it. But too many people will slow us down. Here’s the plan: I will go after it alone; I should be enough to handle it. You, Yan Shi, and Xiao Han will stay behind to protect everyone. If you run into any danger, light the signal flares we brought, and we’ll return immediately. And Xiao Mo will come with me, just in case.”

Given Mo Han’s strength, he perhaps didn’t strictly need to bring Xiao Mo, but he was always cautious. After a moment’s thought, he decided taking Xiao Mo was better. Since Xiao Han would be there to protect Murong Feixue and Marco, things should be fine, and even if trouble arose, he believed he could return quickly enough to assist. Thus, he finalized the arrangements. Everyone understood Mo Han was being pragmatic and trusted his capabilities, so they agreed to his proposal.

After giving his instructions, Mo Han took Xiao Mo and rapidly departed, following the blood trail left by the fleeing Crimson Centipede.

After pursuing for a considerable time, Mo Han discovered the Centipede’s tracks vanished before a small valley. The scenery within this valley was strikingly different from the surrounding terrain; it was overgrown with vibrant, exotic flowers and unfamiliar flora, creating a stark contrast to the grim atmosphere of the Enchanted Forest. Yet, everything felt eerily unnatural. Mo Han’s mind immediately recalled Revard’s warning. If his guess was correct, this must be the forbidden zone Revard had spoken of. Logically, he shouldn't enter, but having chased for so long, giving up now felt deeply unsatisfying. After some internal debate, Mo Han resolved to enter and search for the Crimson Centipede’s traces, especially since he possessed confidence in his own strength. Even if he encountered a truly formidable monster, if he couldn't win, surely he could still escape? Moreover, he had Xiao Mo accompanying him, which should mitigate most risks.

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