Zuo Mo's eyes turned wild and crazy, a low growl bursting from the depths of his throat, like a fierce beast howling.

  "Dare to hit brother... Dare to hit brother..."

  "You're all going to die..."

  "Get lost..."

  ……

  At this time, Zuo Mo was like he had been plotted against, and under his anger, he sought out all objects that could be attacked. He changed from his previous passive defensive stance to directly attacking!

  Isn't the water demon flying out from these rivers?

  Let's sweep away all these rivers!

  His hands plunged into the river, and his anger and ferocity did not make him lose his judgment, but instead filled him with a beast-like sharp intuition. Almost in an instant, the river composed of magic flowed through his mind like running water.

  He started cracking without thinking through his brain.

  The vast river in his eyes was no different from the rocks and weeds he usually deciphered, only larger in scale.

  Who left the mark of the river? What is the void of a thousand streams? The battle that shattered the prison?

  ……

  What is it?

  Burning red eyes, with only primitive naked frenzy and obsession.

  Crack it, crack it, crack it completely!

  The river was more complex than any magic he had cracked before, but Zuo Mo's current combat value far exceeded his usual level. His mind was incredibly focused, his reaction incredibly sharp, and his intuition incredibly accurate!

  Hands immersed in the river, gently swaying like water grass, a faint light shines through the crystal clear water flow, adding a bit of hazy beauty.

  The various demons watching from outside were thoroughly stunned by Zu Mo's actions.

  Gudong!

  The sound of swallowing saliva was so clear and piercing in the dead silence of Mo Shui's empty space. However, no one paid attention to it, their eyes unwilling to leave the figure on the field for a moment.

  They could certainly see that Zuo Mo inside the stage was like a provoked lion, starting to counterattack crazily. Anyone who wasn't an idiot could see it.

  But...

  Doesn't this guy know that this is the prison arena set by Lord Senri? That's Lord Senri, for goodness' sake! The Water Demon King Lord Senri, known as the Clear and Flowing Thousand Streams, who has the qualifications to enter the Elder Council and is famous throughout the world!

  Shouldn't any demon be trembling with reverence and respect in the face of such legendary remnants?

  However, that furious figure in the arena was so glaringly conspicuous in their field of vision that it made them feel unbelievable.

  Why is he angry? How can he be angry? That's Senpai Kizuka...

  Arrogant!

  All the monsters' minds jumped out with a word, they couldn't believe that there would be a junior who dared to confront the prison battlefield set by Qianliu in such an attitude! No, this is not confrontation, it's provocation!

  That's right, it's provocation!

  Heavens! Someone dares to provoke Master Qianliu!

  All the monsters were shocked by their thoughts and stared blankly at the scene inside.

  Nan Yue didn't notice Zhang Da mouth with a stunned expression beside her, she stared intently at Zuo Mo's palm immersed in the river flow. Until both palms lit up with a familiar glow, her eyes widened suddenly.

  This is... a breakthrough!

  For a moment, her mind went blank. But she suddenly came to herself, and had no idea how shocked her face was. She pressed down on her wildly beating heart, her lips were white from being bitten by her teeth, and her eyes stared fixedly at the adult's hands!

  It's as if those hands have an unusual magical power.

  If adults really cracked the code of the great flow of adults...

  She didn't dare to think about it, but she knew that the scene in front of her was an opportunity that might not come again in a thousand years. Being able to witness adults breaking through the water demon technique of Qianliu Daren, even if they failed, for her, it might be an opportunity that would never appear again in her lifetime!

  A sudden surge of blood scent wafted through her mouth, and she immediately reacted, realizing that she had bitten her lip due to excessive tension. However, this small interlude also relaxed the taut strings in her heart a bit. Out of the corner of her eye, she noticed someone casting the Record Demon Technique, and suddenly came to her senses, thinking to herself how stupid she was for forgetting even the Record Demon Technique.

  In demonic arts, there are specialized records of demonic arts, equivalent to the function of a cultivator's jade slip, but the record of demonic arts can be stored in the demon's sea of consciousness, making it more convenient.

  She hastily cast a recording spell to prepare for her own slow comprehension after she returned.

  This series of interruptions made her much calmer, and she was finally able to calm down relatively. Through the light on the adults' hands, she quickly matched the corresponding magic in her mind, and soon, the face that had just relaxed and calmed down showed a look of horror again.

  Little demon!

  All of these are just minor tricks!

  Nan Yue saw clearly, more than a dozen bright lights, she could judge the corresponding small demon spells. When she understood this, she was truly stunned.

  Could it be... that you plan to go to Xiao Yao's place to break the Water Demon spell cast by Qian Liu?

  Previously, the adults used a combination of small demon arts to defeat the fire demon art of Senri, which made her feel astonished. Although it shocked her, she could still accept it. After all, Senri was famous for his water demon art, and no one had ever heard of his fire demon art. But now that the adult wants to use a small demon art to break through Senri's famous water demon art, how can Nan Yue not have a mental breakdown?

  No matter how unbelievable the monsters outside the field were, or how blank Nan Yue's mind was, neither of them had any impact on Zuo Mo inside the field.

  He didn't deliberately use the minor demon spell, but simply because he could only use the minor demon spell after being unsealed. When the demon spell was first unsealed, Pu Yao had only taught him one kind, which was to use the minor demon spell. Moreover, Pu Yao had talked about the minor demon spell in a way that made it sound like it was all-encompassing, saying that any demon spell could be broken with the minor demon spell and so on.

  This directly gave Zuo Mo a misunderstanding, thinking that breaking the seal should use minor demonic arts.

  And the rivers that lay before him, in his eyes were just some more complex magic tricks, so he started to break them down without hesitation according to his usual habits.

  Little did he know, the lotus spirit in the sea of knowledge also opened its big mouth at this time. The usually cold and evil face was now stupid and silly, with eyes almost popping out.

  All he had left in his mind was one thought: this guy used a minor demon spell to break through...

  The structure of this river is much more complex than anything Mo had encountered in the waters of Mingkong before, and it can be vaguely seen that there are extremely profound rules of water magic inside.

  But in Zuo Mo's eyes, there was no essential difference, it was just more complicated.

  In the midst of his frenzy, Zuo Mo encountered a complex and difficult problem, and his reaction once again exceeded Pu Yao's expectations. He did not become more agitated, but instead was like a male lion who had met an opponent worthy of him, his fighting spirit and will suddenly swelling!

  He took the initiative and inadvertently seized the initiative.

  His hands shone with a fluctuating glow, the frequency of which grew faster and faster, almost to the point where it was impossible to discern. The speed at which he cast his minor magic spells continued to climb, breaking through his usual fastest speed in an extremely short period of time.

  Zuo Mo was completely unaware.

  But he was well aware that this speed alone would be insufficient to break through the river in front of him.

  Zuo Mo's constant use of little demon magic to attack also immediately triggered the river's counterattack. Suddenly, the river in front of him lit up with a faint light, and in the empty air, it seemed like a crystal clear light strip was floating.

  Zuo Mo let out a low hum, his bright red eyes becoming even redder.

  Just now, five consecutive water demon techniques quietly approached from the river, and he almost suffered a sneak attack. The furious Zuo Mo became even more enraged, without saying a word, the frequency of his double-handed small demon technique changes increased further.

  At this time, he was casting his minor demon magic at twice his normal speed!

  Immediate results!

  The calm river surged violently, and in the eyes of the onlookers, only the river in front of Zuo Mo suddenly and violently trembled, like a snake twisting its body in agony, struggling desperately.

  The counterattack of the river also increased sharply.

  Only in the river, suddenly born out of countless transparent fish, these fish shapes are different, all over the body transparent, all made up of water, in the river if not near look, it is extremely difficult to detect.

  These fish swarmed in countless numbers, and as soon as they were born, they frantically rushed towards the palms of Lu Mo's hands inserted into the river.

  With a concentration of mind that was unparalleled, Zuo Mo sensed the change in the river flow first. However, his perception was completely different from that of an onlooker. The crazy fish that were rushing towards him were merely new changes born out of the magical structure of the river's consciousness.

  He not only didn't feel a bit of fear, but was more excited than ever, because this showed that his deciphering direction was correct and flawless, and had already made the river aware of the danger, which is why there was such a crazy counterattack.

  Shouldering wood, how humiliating!

  Zuo Mo's blood rushed to his head, his fighting spirit reaching its peak. His hands moved even more wildly as he cast the Little Demon Art, his speed increasing once again!

  His hands turned into a mass of vague shadows, and it was impossible to see his ten fingers clearly. His divine sense and finger techniques were surprisingly harmonious at this moment. Even the slightest change in his fingertips would cause his divine sense to automatically make corresponding changes.

  All that can be seen is the flying hands, with astonishing speed, shooting out beams of light, these colorful lights some of which pounce on the fish, others call to each other in threes and fives, and even dozens of lights, like a net welcoming the fish.

  Zuo Mo only felt an unspeakable sense of freedom and joy, the little yao technique seemingly becoming second nature to his body, executing it without any hindrance!

  But he didn't indulge in the thrill of it all, his eyes had only one goal, to crack it! To thoroughly crack it!

  He wants to thoroughly decipher this damn river!

  How dare you!

  I'm dead! I'm dead!

  All dead! All dead!

  Faster! Faster! A little faster!

  The speed of both hands suddenly slowed down a bit, and if you slow down to look, you will find that the previously smooth movements seem to have added a hint of stagnation. However, this pause is extremely short, so short that it's almost imperceptible.

  And then, after this extremely brief pause, the two hands that had been clenched together suddenly slowly separated.

  Two clusters of phantoms, two clusters of wildly changing light!

  The originally turbulent river suddenly stopped, this struggling crystal snake, at this moment, seemed to freeze its body instantly!

  Surging rivers around, flying waves condense in mid-air.

  Time seemed to suddenly stand still, and all the rivers on the entire battlefield froze at this moment, silent and motionless.