The First Marquis of Daxuan

An arrow pierced Mrs. Yuan's head, nailing his head to the ground like a ball.

Blood mixed with brain matter flowed from the back of his head to the ground.

It was not until this time that Su Mu breathed a sigh of relief.

The vitality of a strong person in the fusion realm is too strong. Even if his body is cut into two pieces, he can still escape hundreds of miles away.

Even now, Su Mu couldn't guarantee that Mrs. Yuan was completely dead.

He held a longbow and kept a distance from Madam Yuan. Another whole hour passed like this.

The aura of Madam Yuan disappeared completely, and her blood dyed all the soil within a ten-foot radius dark red.

Even if he was a strong man in the fusion realm, he should be dead by now.

Su Mu then walked forward cautiously.

You can't blame him for being too cautious, it's just that the masters in the fusion realm are too strong, and any slight accident may lead to all the previous efforts being wasted.

Before the Demon Lord of the Demon Court and Chen Beixuan broke through, the fusion realm was already the pinnacle of martial arts.

Mrs. Yuan's body was full of arrows, and the most fatal one was of course the last one that pierced her head.

A generation of evil ended in such an inglorious way.

Su Mu didn't feel any sympathy. People like Madam Yuan should have died long ago.

Su Mu first picked up the two halves of the Divine Weapon City that fell to the ground.

This city of magical weapons was built by Madam Yuan with all her life's efforts. I don't know how many precious materials were used.

In terms of value alone, it is definitely not inferior to any magical weapon.

Even though it has been split into two halves, it is still priceless. If we find a way to repair it or even just recast it, it can shine again.

This may be difficult to achieve for others, but it is not completely hopeless for Su Mu.

In terms of attainments in weapon-making alone, Su Mu is far superior to Madam Yuan.

Su Mu has actually achieved the state that Mrs. Yuan has been pursuing all her life.

Su Mu now has the ability to forge magical weapons, but due to material limitations, he has not been able to forge a magical weapon.

Now that he has this city of magical weapons, perhaps Su Mu can really forge a real magical weapon with his own hands.

After putting away the City of Divine Weapons, Su Mu searched Mrs. Yuan's body again.

After taking out all the things on his body, he burned Mrs. Yuan's body completely with fire.

Apart from the incomplete City of Divine Weapons, Mrs. Yuan didn't have much else on her.

A map of the Seventy-two Blessed Lands, a gold medal representing Emperor Xuan, a notebook recording his weapon-making techniques, and a silver note worth ten thousand taels of gold.

Mrs. Yuan, who was famous all over the world, actually only had 10,000 taels of gold on her.

Ten thousand taels of gold is naturally a huge fortune for ordinary people, but for someone like Mrs. Yuan, it is unexpectedly little.

But think about it, Madam Yuan must have poured all her resources into the City of Divine Weapons, so it is understandable that she only has 10,000 taels of gold on her.

As for the gold medal representing Emperor Xuan, it also confirmed Su Mu's previous guess.

Madam Yuan is indeed Emperor Xuan’s person.

What Su Mu couldn't understand was why Emperor Xuan wanted to support Madam Yuan?

Many of the things this emperor did seemed to show that he was hoping for the early demise of Daxuan.

Destroying one's own foundation, is this something a normal person can do?

Su Mu felt that there must be some information that he didn't know about, but he didn't know what it was.

"These things are all good, but unfortunately I either already have them or they are of no use to me."

Su Mu put the map of the 72 blessed places, the gold medal and the silver bills into the storage ring, leaving only the notebook on weapon forging in his hand.

Su Mu's own attainments in weapon-casting techniques had already surpassed Madam Yuan, so this technique was not of much significance to him.

However, one can always learn from others' experience. After all, Mrs. Yuan has decades of experience in forging weapons.

Su Mu just flipped through it.

Originally, Su Mu just wanted to see what was so unique about Madam Yuan's weapon-making technique, but the more he looked, the more shocked he became.

In the end, he even forgot that he was in the deep wilderness. He really sat down and began to read it seriously.

It was unknown how long it had been before a roar of a monster was heard in the distance, bringing Su Mu back to his senses from his immersion.

"Mrs. Yuan's City of Divine Weapons was actually inspired by the Seventy-two Blessed Lands."

Su Mu said to himself.

This notebook records in detail how Mrs. Yuan designed the City of Divine Soldiers.

According to Madam Yuan's records, he got inspiration from the Seventy-two Blessed Places, so he came up with the idea of ​​piling up mysterious weapons to form magical weapons.

These seventy-two blessed places are actually part of a huge system.

That huge system is the so-called Taixu.

However, Mrs. Yuan was vague about these things, which made Su Mu feel confused.

The most shocking point in this note for Su Mu was that Madam Yuan suspected that Great Xuan Taizu was not dead.

Taizu of Daxuan, born a beggar, established the foundation of Daxuan that lasted for thousands of years. A person who lived thousands of years ago, is he still alive?
As far as Su Mu knew, the lifespan of a strong person in the fusion realm was long, which could reach as much as six hundred years.

However, few powerful people in the fusion realm can live to the end of their lives.

Those who have reached the fusion realm are very strong and generally difficult to kill. However, those who can reach the fusion realm basically have a heart that is unwilling to settle down. Instead, they prefer to take risks.

As the saying goes, if you walk by the river, you will get your feet wet. If you take risks, there is a risk of falling, even for a strong person in the fusion realm.

Moreover, as warriors near the end of their lifespan, their strength will decline. When warriors at the fusion realm reach old age, they are often unwilling to accept the result of declining strength, and they will pursue higher realms while they are still young and strong.

The result was that many powerful people in the fusion realm failed to break through and instead died early.

It is said that Daxuan Taizu failed in his attempt to break through to a higher realm in his old age, and died after being bedridden for half a year.

Even if he didn't do this, could he have lived for thousands of years?

Not to mention whether a warrior can live for such a long time, if Daxuan Taizu is really not dead, then why has he never shown up in all these years?

If Taizu Daxuan was really still alive, with his great talent and strategy, would Daxuan have declined to this extent?

Can he watch the current Emperor Xuan act so recklessly?

Su Mu still couldn't figure out what the current Emperor Xuan's purpose was. Was he rebelling against himself? Was he destroying the Great Wall?

"Mrs. Yuan speculated that the fact that Great Xuan Grandmaster was not dead might be related to Taixu."

Su Mu pondered in his heart, "Mrs. Yuan has always wanted to enter Taixu. What exactly is Taixu?"

Su Mu recalled the scene when Chen Beixuan broke through using the Purple Gold Beam across the Sea.

I wonder if the place where the purple gold beam across the sea connected was Taixu, or just the outskirts of Taixu?
Who are those headless corpses?

If Daxuan Taizu had not died, had he entered Taixu?

Questions popped up in Su Mu's mind one after another.

After reading Mrs. Yuan's notes, instead of having his doubts resolved, he became more confused.

Obscured by thick fog, Su Mu couldn't see the truth at all.

Mrs. Yuan's notes only revealed a corner of the mystery, or perhaps Mrs. Yuan herself was not clear about the truth.

He had spent his entire life trying just to forge a true magic weapon. As for the Seventy-two Blessed Lands and Taixu, Emperor Xuan forced him to find them.

For a moment, Su Mu didn't know whether he should feel pity and sympathy for Mrs. Yuan.

Just thinking about it.

suddenly.

Su Mu narrowed his eyes slightly, and his feet seemed to have springs, and he bounced up suddenly. Boom!
At the moment Su Mu bounced up, the ground where he had just stood exploded, and sand and gravel shot up into the sky, dozens of feet high.

A long tail covered with ferocious scales lashed towards Su Mu like a whip, making a sharp sound of breaking through the air.

Before the attack arrived, the ferocious aura of the monster was already overwhelming.

Su Mu threw a backhand punch.

The fist and the whip tail were ten feet apart. The forces collided in the air, and the space seemed to be distorted. Waves of air rolled and spread around.

When the force dissipated and the sand and gravel fell back to the ground, Su Mu also slowly landed from the air and looked forward with an indifferent expression.

A gigantic scorpion monster, over three meters in size, with its tail raised high, its scales emitting a faint glow, and a fishy stench blowing in the face.

"A fifth-level monster?"

A hint of solemnity flashed across Su Mu's eyes.

A fifth-level monster, whose strength is equivalent to that of a human warrior at the Nascent Soul stage.

If the golden bodies of the Emperor of Heaven and Empress of Earth were still there, Su Mu would not be afraid.

However, now his golden body of Emperor Heaven and Empress Earth was shattered again, and his true essence cultivation had only reached the perfect stage of Jindan.

The Seventh Transformation Golden Body is equivalent to the initial stage of Nascent Soul, and can fight against fifth-order monsters.

If it was just a fifth-level monster, he could at least run away even if he couldn't defeat it. The problem was that there was more than one.

There was actually a person sitting on the back of the scorpion monster.

The man was of sturdy build, taller than an average person even when sitting. He was shirtless and his skin was bronze.

Although he was in human form, the monstrous demonic aura on him allowed Su Mu to tell at a glance his identity: a transformed demon.

If the fifth-level scorpion monster could possibly be a wild monster in the wilderness, then the appearance of this transformed monster has completely ruled out this possibility.

The only ones who have mastered the means of transformation are the monsters in the Monster Court.

Su Mu encountered two monsters from the Demon Court here, and he didn't know whether to say that he was lucky or unlucky.

The person on the back of the fifth-level monster scorpion looked at Su Mu and said calmly, "I am Qi Ming, the seventh prince of the Demon Court. It is not an insult to you if you can die in my hands."

Su Mu did not answer, but looked in another direction out of the corner of his eye.

"Since you are here, why hide? Come out now."

Su Mu said indifferently.

As the words fell.

A strange laugh sounded from underground, and then the ground began to churn, and a figure less than five feet tall emerged from under the ground.

Su Mu was used to seeing tall monsters, so he was a little surprised to see such a small and exquisite one.

"Tuxingsun?"

"My surname is not Tu. I am the fifth prince of the Demon Court, Yan Tongtian."

Before Yan Tongtian finished speaking, heavy footsteps were heard from another direction.

Another figure walked slowly towards them. That person was over nine feet tall and had six arms. He was filled with demonic energy, no less than the first two.

"The Sixth Prince, Emperor Teng."

The other party spoke concisely.

There are actually three princes from the Demon Court.

When the Demon Court army attacked Huju Pass before, there was no Demon Court prince appearing, but now three of them appeared at once.

Su Mu had fought with the Prince of Yaoting before, but he was ranked after the top ten and his strength was far inferior to the current three.

"Should I feel honored that they alerted three princes in order to kill me?"

Su Mu said with a cold expression.

He had already realized that it was no coincidence that the fifth, sixth, and seventh princes of the Demon Court appeared here.

They had obviously recognized their identities.

"That's not necessary."

Yan Tongtian laughed strangely and said, "We didn't come here specifically for you, we just happened to be here.

At this time, you still have the audacity to enter the wilderness. You are looking down on our Demon Court.

But it's not bad, after all, you are also the genius of Daxuan. Killing you will just teach Daxuan a lesson.

How do you humans say this?

Yes, to scare the monkeys.”

"My luck is really bad."

Su Mu said calmly, "I can still encounter the three of you in such a vast wilderness."

"Even if we don't meet this time, we will meet sooner or later."

Qi Ming said coldly, "You are the one who must be killed."

"So, the three of you are here to kill people in Daxuan?"

Su Mu said slowly.

"Yes, you were one of our targets on this trip. It's just right that we meet here today."

Qi Ming said coldly, "You go first. Soon, the other contemporary geniuses of Daxuan will go down to accompany you."

"Why are you talking so much nonsense to him?"

Emperor Teng said with murderous intent, "The Great Xuan dared to hurt my father, they deserve to die.

Su Mu, you are the first one!"

Before he finished speaking, Emperor Teng's figure flashed and suddenly disappeared from the spot.

In an instant, he appeared in front of Su Mu, waving his six arms and attacking from a distance.

The violent demonic energy surged in, and the six arms actually displayed six kinds of martial arts at the same time, like a rolling torrent, crashing towards Su Mu.

Su Mu's face was indifferent, neither surprised nor panicked.

He raised his hand and punched out.

The golden light flashed and disappeared, and eight different artistic conceptions burst out from Su Mu's body.

Facing several powerful enemies, Su Mu did not use extremely consuming visions, but fought with his artistic conception.

Although he was fighting with artistic conception, Su Mu had mastered eight original artistic conceptions. When these eight original artistic conceptions were combined together, their power was no less than that of the vision.

The evil spirit was dispersed easily.

boom! boom! boom!
Among Emperor Teng's six arms, three of them exploded into blood foam.

The other three arms also have exaggerated bending angles.

A collision.

Emperor Teng was completely defeated and all six of his arms were crippled.

Qi Ming and Yan Tongtian's faces sank, and they both roared at the same time, and pounced towards Su Mu together with the fifth-level monster scorpion.

Fight alone?

nonexistent!

Monsters won't talk to you about martial ethics.

Several attacks, with a powerful demonic energy, converged into a visible torrent, which completely engulfed Su Mu. (End of this chapter)