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**Chapter 1502: Do You Have Any Objections?**

Many people shared the same feeling as Dongfang Ze. After discovering what Lin Moyu had done, each of them had a strange expression on their face, feeling as if their fragile hearts had been thrown to the ground for the second time.

Not only thrown to the ground but also stomped on a few times, hurting even more than the last time.

"Lin Moyu, you're too ruthless."

"We know you're powerful, okay? Do you have to hit us this hard?"

"What are you trying to prove? That you're powerful and we're all useless?" Everyone was complaining.

Chu Xiongqiong said, "I don't care if you're powerful or not, I'm not competing with you." As he spoke, he had already charged towards a leader-level giant beast, ready to fight it for three hundred rounds. Wei Bowen from the War God Hall was severely hit but did not give up.

"I have the War God inheritance. Once I receive it, I will definitely surpass you in every aspect."

The War God Hall gave him immense confidence, "Unbreakable."

Outside the continent, Lin Lao smiled, "This kid Lin Moyu is interesting. I didn't expect him to come back for a second round."

Lady Yu sighed, "Those geniuses must be feeling a bit desperate."

Saint Hao nodded and smiled, "This is good. After experiencing despair, they will become stronger."

True gold fears no fire. If they can't withstand such a small setback, they will suffer greatly on the battlefield in the future.

Lin Lao said, "Saint Hao, have you considered taking him as a disciple?"

Saint Hao shook his head, indicating refusal.

Lin Lao wanted to ask why, but Lady Yu signaled him with her eyes not to ask further.

Saint Hao had his own thoughts, whether he didn't want to or didn't dare to, he just wouldn't take him.

However, anyone could see that Saint Hao looked at Lin Moyu with approval.

On the Ring Mountain Continent, Lin Moyu killed five leader-level giant beasts, pushing his points past the 5 million mark, reaching 5.03 million.

He then stopped, knowing that some things should not be overdone.

Lin Moyu retracted all his skeletons and climbed the mountain step by step like a tourist.

As long as he crossed the mountain range, he would have completed the task.

Under heavy suppression, a distance of less than 500,000 kilometers took them several months to traverse.

When he reached the mountain peak, a beam of light shot out from the formation, landing on him.

All restrictions vanished at that moment, and Lin Moyu left the Ring Mountain Continent, stepping back into the starry sky.

"Xiaoyu!"

He heard his sister's voice and turned to see Lin Mohan standing not far away, as beautiful as a blooming peony.

Lin Mohan had moved faster than him, reaching the mountain peak first and completing the task.

Mainly because Lin Moyu had taken some extra time to kill a few more leader-level giant beasts.

Lin Moyu stepped forward to Lin Mohan's side, "Congratulations, sis, for taking the lead."

Lin Mohan snorted, "No need to flatter me, it won't work."

Lin Moyu laughed, "I'm sincerely congratulating you. Who told you to be the first to complete the task?"

Lin Mohan whispered, "You know whether you're sincere or not. The task isn't about who finishes first."

Lin Moyu didn't continue the topic but looked at the Ring Mountain Continent.

From a high vantage point, he could see many people climbing the mountain, soon to come out.

Some were still fighting leader-level giant beasts, battling fiercely.

Lin Moyu glanced at the task points leaderboard, where everyone had their respective scores.

The lowest-ranked was Zhang Ziyue, with a pitiful score of just over 50,000 points, ranking last. This matched Zhang Ziyue's strength level. He was able to represent the War God Hall mainly because of Lin Moyu.

Unfortunately, he couldn't persuade Lin Moyu to join the War God Hall.

Later, he realized that even Luo Qiankun's invitation was declined by Lin Moyu, let alone his own.

Lin Moyu said softly, "It seems there are no eliminations in this task."

Lin Mohan nodded, "These people are all rare talents. Each of them will achieve great things in the future, becoming gods is not a problem."

Lin Moyu agreed with his sister, "Two blows should make their will stronger." Lin Mohan looked angry, "Aren't you afraid of hitting your sister?" "What in this world can hit you?" Lin Moyu retorted unceremoniously. Lin Mohan thought for a moment, "Indeed, nothing." Lin Moyu pushed his hands, "Then that's settled." Growing up together, Lin Moyu knew his sister's character well. If she could be hit by such a small matter, she wouldn't be Lin Mohan.

One by one, the cultivators reached the mountain peak, successfully completing the task.

Those who came out all stared at Lin Moyu with complex expressions, unable to describe their feelings.

Each proud genius was ruthlessly slapped by Lin Moyu, but they couldn't say anything. Lin Moyu didn't break any rules, nor did he steal their beasts. Except for a few, most didn't know what methods Lin Moyu used. Even if they wanted to accuse him, they couldn't.

Lin Moyu didn't care about their gazes. If looks could kill, he would have died countless times.

Lin Mohan, on the other hand, raised her eyebrows, "Do you have any objections?"

Her aura surged, and in an instant, the sound of swords rang out in all directions, dispersing the mist and revealing countless sharp swords.

Each sword had an orchid engraved on it, beautiful yet deadly.

Everyone realized that her aura was stronger than Dongfang Ze's that day.

It seemed she had broken through the barrier between a small god and a god, and some even suspected she had the power to kill gods.

Such things had happened in human history.

A few hundred years ago, Xiao Sheng, known as the star of the human race, had killed a god as a small god.

At this moment, Lin Mohan demonstrated what it meant to be the number one genius of the White Tiger Star Region.

The White Tiger Star Region's offensive was so fierce that it would give anyone a headache.

Lin Mohan wouldn't tolerate them. If they wanted to fight, she would accompany them to the end.

Everyone silently withdrew their gazes.

Even a few self-proclaimed small gods chose to retreat at this moment.

They had no choice; Lin Mohan's aura was too strong, pressing down on them.

Gradually, Lin Mohan retracted her aura, and the countless sharp swords disappeared.

Lin Moyu gave a thumbs up, "Sis, you're awesome."

Lin Mohan snorted, "No need to flatter me. Next time, you go."

Lin Moyu nodded, "No problem."

Until the last person left the Ring Mountain Continent, the formation covering the continent burst into golden light, forming a golden path in the starry sky.

Everyone stepped onto the golden path, and the scene before them changed. They were all transported away.

When they came to their senses, they were standing in front of a grand palace.

The palace was majestic and imposing, exuding a powerful pressure.

The intense aura of time felt like an endless mountain forest, pressing heavily on everyone.

Some turned pale, unable to believe that a palace could give them such a feeling, making it hard to breathe.

Among the hundred people present, only a few remained calm.