I am a living immortal.

Then Su Mu waved his hand.

The man looked up suddenly and saw something seemed to be falling from the clouds. The golden light gradually increased, and the clouds reflected by it became brighter and brighter.

until…………

Golden swords pierced through the clouds.

"This is..." The man's face relaxed for a moment, and he turned around to look at Su Mu.

"Who are you?" He originally thought that the previous sword technique was not only a fatal move under accumulated power, but also would not be used easily.

But now it seems that this is completely wrong. It was just a casual act of the other party.

The difference was cosmic, but how could it be possible? Had the outside world already developed to this point? Such a casual attack, if it had been carried out during his prime… He compared it with the surroundings and was horrified. He didn't know, couldn't measure it, maybe he could, maybe he couldn't. He was just an arm of the original body. Even if he had inherited some of its knowledge, it was still not enough to fully assess a powerful being.

"Old monster."

The man's first idea was then rejected because Su Mu did not have that ancient smell on her body. She was very "new" and at least no more than a thousand years old.

The man's arrogance disappeared completely and he looked down on the outside world.

He should have listened to Blood Princess's ideas and taken it step by step, but the man still didn't think his decision was wrong, he just thought he was unlucky.

Su Mu smiled and said, "Look at me, it's useless. Look at the sword. It's falling."

I don’t know whether his words irritated the man or crushed his pride.

The man snorted coldly, "You think I can't take it? I'll show you next!!!"

The quality of the coldness on his body was raised to another level.

The old goat shivered. It was the first time he felt cold.

This person's coldness was very strong. From what Su Mu could see, the quality of this coldness was very high, and it had not really reached its peak. The man gave him a very strange feeling. He was obviously intact, but he had a sense of incompleteness. This was the feeling whether it was the man or the coldness he used.

Thinking of this, a flash of inspiration came to his mind and was then caught by Su Mu.

This aura is the information generated by interaction with the world.

The man in front of her was just a "part" of a whole. The appearance of this inspiration changed Su Mu's eyes. This old man really had the right to be proud.

Men seem to be very sensitive to the judgments of others.

Seeing the change in Su Mu's eyes, the man seemed to enjoy it: "Did you notice?

Su Mu came back to her senses from her own thoughts and looked at the man: "I noticed it, but so what? You will die anyway."

The man snorted, but said nothing more.

At this moment, he no longer had the pride he had at the beginning. Towards an opponent who was stronger than himself, he naturally changed from a blood prey to an opponent. This was respect for the opponent, as well as respect for himself.

The coldness from the man gathered in the sky to form a black cold moon, and under the cold moon was a pool of black tide. In the tide was a hazy figure with a bird's face and a human body, and it seemed to be stepping on a dragon or a giant snake, which might also be a part of its body.

The giant sword fell, and the figure behind the man raised his hand.

The cold air burst out instantly, and Su Mu took a step back. The falling giant sword was already covered with frost. The falling speed began to slow down, and the frost on the sword body continued to shatter and heal.

Where there was originally an abyss, frost swept across and the trees froze in an instant.

The man almost used up all his strength.

The wounds on his body broke apart like broken ceramic and then fell off piece by piece.

The man thought to himself that it was too far-fetched to use such strength. This body was not strong enough to use such power. He thought that he might have inherited the pride of his original body, otherwise he would not have been so stupid as to take the sword, but would have tried to run away.

However, he discovered it too late.

Now everything is done with one breath.

"Get up!!!" The man exerted force, and several frost dragons burst out from the cold air, wrapping around the sword, getting tighter and tighter. The scales wrapped around and rubbed against the sword, and cracks were already appearing on the giant sword.

"Break it for me!!!"

With a loud "bang", the frost dragon and the giant sword were blown into countless ice crystal powders that fell to the ground.

The man dropped his arms weakly, and the shadow behind him shook twice before turning into cold air and disappearing on the spot, looking somewhat embarrassed.

"Any last words?"

"You know, I usually don't waste time when I'm slaying demons, but I'll make an exception for you. I'm very happy that you didn't run away. It saved me a lot of energy."

Su Mu asked.

The man glared at Su Mu fiercely: "You are humiliating me. Don't be so complacent. My other brothers and sisters will definitely come after you. You can't escape. I'm so unlucky that I met you right after I came out. If I had been allowed to develop for a while longer, the outcome would still be uncertain!!!"

"You don't need to come, I can do it myself!!!"

After saying this, the man's life force disappeared in an instant, and ice crystals spread all over his body until it covered his entire body, and finally exploded into snowflakes all over the sky.

"You are still as confident as when we first met. I am waiting for you to come. You'd better come to me."

Su Mu looked up at the snowflakes drifting in the sky and unexpectedly saw a familiar taste in them. The authority of the gods? No, it was somewhat different, yet similar. Perhaps it was a relationship of incompleteness.

What was the authority of the old antique who just self-destructed? Frost? Snow? Or winter...

And just from a few words, one can tell that this old antique really has something. He survived even after being dismembered, and his strength is comparable to that of a big demon. What he said just now was really right. If it was him in his prime, the outcome might be hard to say.

Is he really dead? Su Mu didn't know. At the moment, it seemed he was dead, but who knew what strange methods he had used? The trait of immortality was also commonplace.

It’s not uncommon for gods to return from the dead.

And that tree demon, although a little eccentric, is still a means of revival. Who says my son can't be me?

For example, if the person just mentioned could have died, the one who dismembered him would have done so long ago. Why bother to dismember him and scatter him all over the world?

I hope these old antiques can gather themselves together and come back to me instead of being scattered here and there.

Wait...it's better not to come. Just treat it as dead. Don't even revive it. Otherwise, you will have to suffer so much.

Just as Su Mu was about to leave, he stopped in his tracks. He looked towards the bottomless abyss, flew high into the sky, and had a clear view of the entire abyss.

Then he stretched out his hand and gestured.

"Why does this thing look so much like it was cut by a sword?"

"No... this was cut with a sword."