The strongest silhouette had already shattered, and the Nine Palaces Formation had transformed into the Eight Trigrams Formation, greatly diminishing its power.
But correspondingly, Mo's aura was no longer as formidable as before. After Yang Kai had sealed away his Origin Source twice, his momentum had weakened considerably.
While the remaining seven silhouettes besieged Mo, Yang Kai's true body brought forth the Gate of Xuanpin for the third time, sealing away another portion of Mo's shattered body.
Mo's aura weakened again! The Eight Trigrams Formation was now sufficient to handle him.
Wave after wave of violent attacks struck, and at the same time Yang Kai's second silhouette was destroyed, Mo suffered yet another devastating blow.
Eight Trigrams became Seven Stars.
Previously, Yang Kai's silhouettes had emerged one by one from the River of Time and Space, the formation continuously accumulating and strengthening. But now the situation had reversed.
As one silhouette after another perished, the formation's power was whittled down step by step.
At the same time, Mo was also being weakened.
Every silhouette's demise shattered more of Mo's body, and Yang Kai's true body seized the opportunity to seal it away, seizing his Origin Source.
In the end, all the silhouettes vanished. Yang Kai's face was caked in blood as he and the battered Mo stared at each other across the distance.
Mo now had a massive amount of his Origin Source sealed away, his strength greatly diminished. Where was the might he once commanded? Even the profound Mo Force that had always shrouded him was now incredibly faint, almost invisible.
Mo now lacked over ninety percent of his Origin Source. In other words, he currently possessed only ten percent of his peak strength—and was in poor condition at that.
Figures came flying in from every direction, forming an encirclement around the battlefield.
They were the human powerhouses who had been watching from afar, along with the Giant Gods, A Da and A Er.
In the previous battle, they had been unable to intervene. Even the two Giant Gods couldn't easily approach, let alone the human Ninth-Order cultivators.
But as Yang Kai's silhouettes perished one after another, Mo's strength was cut down, and the watching powerhouses finally had a role to play.
Mo was defeated!
With his current strength, it was impossible for him to deal with so many powerhouses. The two Giant Gods alone were enough to handle him.
But he was laughing—laughing with immense satisfaction.
Zhang Ruoxi held the Heaven Punishment Sword, positioning herself before Yang Kai as she watched Mo warily. Though Mo's current state was wretched, no one knew what means this ancient Supreme still had hidden, so necessary precautions had to be taken.
"Yang Kai!" Mo put away his smile and called out in Yang Kai's direction. "Let's settle this!"
Behind Zhang Ruoxi, Yang Kai slightly calmed the churning blood and qi within his body and responded in a deep voice: "Alright!"
"Sir!" Zhang Ruoxi whispered urgently. "Let me do it!"
She still had enough power for one final strike and was confident she could take down Mo. She naturally wouldn't let Yang Kai take the risk.
"No need!" Yang Kai stepped forward, passing Zhang Ruoxi. He looked at Mo not far away, without a victor's pride or arrogance—his expression was instead incredibly complex.
"None of you interfere!" he instructed softly.
The human powerhouses gathered on all sides frowned slightly. Given the current situation, the best choice was undoubtedly to rush in together, take Mo down instantly, and end the Mo crisis that had lasted for a million years. Yet Yang Kai actually told them not to intervene.
No one knew what Yang Kai was thinking or what he intended to do.
But out of trust in him, everyone tacitly accepted his command—though they didn't disperse their encirclement. All their auras surged, ready: should anything happen to Yang Kai, Mo would face attacks from every direction.
In this final moment, there was naturally no need to observe any code of honor with Mo.
Though surrounded on all sides, Mo remained composed. He just looked at Yang Kai and boomed out: "Come!"
As his words fell, his figure flashed, transforming into a streak of black light charging toward Yang Kai.
Yang Kai also lunged toward him.
The instant the two figures collided, everyone's hearts leaped into their throats.