Da Xuan Martial Saint

Chapter 586: Chapter 352: Flicking to Kill a Grandmaster Chapter 586: Chapter 352: Flicking to Kill a Grandmaster “`

Whether the ancient demon came from beyond the heavens and earth, or whatever lies beyond, these were not questions suitable for him to delve into at the moment, and they were not yet of concern to him.

Chen Mu quickly gathered his thoughts and continued to carefully examine the ancient demon’s remnant body trapped in his palm.

Although this ancient demon was only of the Seventh Rank and not particularly high-level, it still had great research value for Chen Mu.

At the very least, if he could comprehend the realms of “Gathering and Dispersing Unpredictably” and “Shapeless and Formless,” that would definitely be a fundamental transformation.

Despite the radical differences between human and ancient demon bodies, all paths lead to the same destination.

The tempering of a martial body is simply a phenomenon of becoming one with the heavens and earth.

With his current level, after reaching the Blood Exchange Realm, it was not impossible for him to gain insights through analogy.

Chen Mu scrutinized the ancient demon’s remnant body in detail, staring at the rolling black fog, pondering over its mysteries.

Meanwhile.

Unaware of his surroundings, several hundred zhang away in the dark and gloomy soil, a barely perceptible ripple was gently swaying.

Hidden under a black robe, a figure was concealing itself.

The figure wore a blood-colored mask, appearing almost nonexistent, without letting out the slightest trace of aura.

It followed Chen Mu from a distance, without even intentionally looking in his direction, minimizing its presence.

If one were to talk about concealment of aura, no one in the Cold North would surpass the Blood Hidden Pavilion!

The Grandmasters of the Blood Hidden Pavilion, hiding their aura and figure, maintained utmost caution, staying hundreds of zhang away without casting a glance.

Under these circumstances, even an ordinary Blood Exchange Realm individual would likely not notice their presence.

Time slowly passed by.

Chen Mu did not move, nor did the Grandmaster of the Blood Hidden Pavilion.

Until after an indeterminate amount of time, Chen Mu, who had been quietly examining the ancient demon’s remnant body, suddenly brought his palms together.

The rolling black fog within let out a piercing scream before it collapsed and dissipated, entirely obliterated by him.

After eradicating the ancient demon, Chen Mu still did not make any excessive movements, but instead raised his head and looked forward calmly, saying, “Since you’ve come, why continue to hide and sneak around?”

As his words fell.

From the nearby shadows, a figure in a Mysterious Robe stepped out.

An aged face with profound energy surrounded him as he coldly looked toward Chen Mu, saying, “Qiankun lineage does indeed have an ethereal sensitivity.

Merely approaching you from a hundred zhang away has already alerted you.

Your ability to single-handedly kill a Seventh Rank ancient demon is indeed extraordinary.”

Although a Seventh Rank ancient demon was not particularly strong and was not much different from a Seventh Rank Demon King, in terms of survival skills and cunning, it far surpassed those Demon Kings.

Many Grandmasters might be able to defeat them, but it would be very difficult to kill or suppress them.

Fu Jingyuan approached from the darkness, examining Chen Mu from head to toe.

Seeing that Chen Mu was standing there calmly, he narrowed his eyebrows, uncertain of Chen Mu’s confidence, especially after he appeared but did not flee.

Although Chen Mu indeed seemed too late to run now, as he had clearly spent too much time suppressing the ancient demon.

Lingering too long in one place within the Earthly Abyss was an extremely dangerous act.

After all, he was too young, having not experienced the dangers of the Earthly Abyss.

This was good.

For them, it meant they would not have to expend too much effort.

“With your level of concealment technique, it’s useless in front of me.

But since entering the Earthly Abyss, it seems like someone has been following me, and I can’t accurately track their location.

Such a level of concealment technique must not belong to your Mysterious Mechanism Pavilion…”

Chen Mu turned his gaze to the rear.

About a hundred zhang away, a ripple appeared, accompanied by an indifferent and merciless voice, “Trivial techniques are not worth mentioning.”

Even though the voice carried over, the person’s location remained unseen.

Only a slight ripple flashed through the void, and most strangely, the voice seemed to come from all directions, with every syllable coming from a different direction.

This indifferent voice was accompanied by a cold thread of killing intent that made one’s back feel like it was on the edge of a blade, as if stepping in any direction would bring forth the most lethal assassination from a blind spot.

However.

Despite sensing this icy aura, Chen Mu’s expression remained unchanged:

“Has the Blood Hidden Pavilion now become subordinate to the Mysterious Mechanism Pavilion?”

The relationship between the Blood Hidden Pavilion and the Mysterious Mechanism Pavilion had always been somewhat strange.

They cooperated closely in Yu County, having made moves against Meng Danyun and also against him, but all of that was only at the level of Steward and Protector.

And now even a Grandmaster of the Blood Hidden Pavilion was acting along with the Mysterious Mechanism Pavilion.

While it seemed logical since the Blood Hidden Pavilion would not want the emergence of a peerless Martial Saint to change the landscape, it was impossible to say there wasn’t a closer cooperation between the two sects.@@novelbin@@

All Chen Mu wanted to know was how closely the Blood Hidden Pavilion was working with the Mysterious Mechanism Pavilion.

“There’s no need to ask further.”

Fu Jingyuan looked at Chen Mu indifferently, saying, “What use is there for a man about to die to inquire about the relationship between our sect and the Blood Hidden Pavilion?”

Chen Mu did not look at Fu Jingyuan but turned his gaze in another direction, saying, “This aura, born of the spring division and falling as autumn rain, must be the famed ‘Spring Autumn Sword’?”

As his words concluded.

A figure in a Mysterious Robe slowly walked from another direction, a three-foot green blade floating above his head, the person divided right down the middle like a clear-cut division with one half full of vitality and the other desolate and forlorn.

It was indeed the Vice Pavilion Master of the Mysterious Mechanism Pavilion,

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