Da Xuan Martial Saint

Chapter 744: Chapter 414: Effortlessly_2

No one could approach Chen Mu’s direction, nor did anyone dare to try. Almost all who tried were instantly killed by Chen Mu. One must realize that the formation’s light screen had nearly been turned into a sieve. Chen Mu could step into it at any moment, and with no formations to block him, a single full-powered strike could crush a hundred cultivators from the Five Organ and Viscera Realm.

Creak creak!

Under Chen Mu’s relentless destruction, the large settlement’s formation light screen finally made sounds like it couldn’t bear the load any longer. The collapsing cracks spread throughout the entire screen until the final rupture resembled a shattering mirror, completely exploding!

The formation was almost entirely violently destroyed by Chen Mu from beginning to end.

Fang Yuan could only watch in awe.

Seeing that Chen Mu had finally stepped forward and entered the interior of the settlement, he also emerged from his hiding place and quickly followed.

…

Somewhere.

A Grandmaster was fleeing in panic.

Suddenly, a powerful aura quickly closed in, undisguised, as surging spiritual power rose tumultuously. When it got close enough, the ground beneath the Xunmu shook violently, with numerous verdant branches twisting and coiling towards the Grandmaster.

“Damn it.”

The Grandmaster struck repeatedly, destroying the obstructive branches, but his speed decreased dramatically because of it.

With bloodshot eyes, Ling Huan approached without expression, stepping behind him. In his hand, Xunmu’s heart branch mercilessly swept down, accompanied by an unstoppable surge of spiritual power.

“Ha!”

The Grandmaster refused to accept his fate, struggling desperately. With a roar, he employed some technique that abruptly increased his aura, trying to continue his escape.

However, as the Xunmu heart branch in Ling Huan’s hand swept down, a jade medallion appeared on his body, which cracked with a snap, releasing a whistling black and white aura— a surging Power of Yin Yang, which slightly delayed Ling Huan’s strike and allowed him to escape from under the Xunmu heart branch for a moment.

However,

Ling Huan’s expression remained unchanged.

These life-saving measures, effective against equals, were merely futile struggles to him. He continued to sweep his Xunmu heart branch, forcibly extinguishing the black and white Yin Yang aura, then watched the Grandmaster escape several dozen meters, and directly threw the Xunmu heart branch in his hand.

Whoosh!

The Xunmu heart branch flew like an arrow piercing through the air.

The Grandmaster, having used all his means of survival, faced the incoming strike and could no longer resist. With a roar, he exerted all his strength to deploy Yuan Gang, trying to block it, but it was still crushed effortlessly. His entire body was pierced by the green wood branch, flung dozens of meters forward, and ultimately nailed to a standing Xunmu branch trunk!

Ling Huan stepped forward, took two steps, arrived beside the Grandmaster’s corpse, and gently pulled out the Xunmu heart branch, taking it back in his hand. The green wood branch was still emerald green, like glaze, unstained by any blood.

Crack! Crack!!

The Grandmaster’s corpse, however, was now completely stiffened as if all life had been drained from it, leaving behind a gray stonelike figure with surfaces showing signs of shattering, eventually crumbling into a pile of debris.

After killing the Grandmaster, Ling Huan made no further move, merely turning around as if waiting for something.

Soon.

A figure approached rapidly from afar, its surging spiritual power slightly inferior to Ling Huan’s. It was Ling Ji, the Spirit People Race’s newly appointed Spirit Ancestor.

“Ancestor.”

Ling Ji quickly arrived next to Ling Huan, with a somewhat somber expression, speaking solemnly, “The Jiuhe tribe has been breached, it must have been the individual the ancestor mentioned, who likely gathered a host of scattered forces…”

Originally, for this outside invasion, the plan was for him to stay guarding the Forbidden Land, not moving out, and only Ling Huan would act fully, even potentially using a suicidal forbidden move when absolutely necessary, to possibly annihilate those attacking from beyond the skies.

The position of Spirit Ancestor of the Spirit People Race was passed down from generation to generation. Xunmu Cave Heaven could not sustain two Spirit Ancestors, and Ling Huan’s lifespan was also at its end, soon to die to give more heritage, enabling him to bear more Xunmu power.

However,

the trespassers from beyond the Xunmu Realm this time were somewhat unexpected, among them was an individual whose strength was formidable, even capable of confronting Ling Huan head-on. Normally, such a figure of Spiritual Ancestor Level should not have been able to enter their Xunmu Realm!

It was precisely because of the emergence of such a figure that Ling Huan felt threatened. He also sensed something ominous, thus he joined forces with Ling Huan to eradicate the invaders from beyond the sky with all their might.

Now,

Chen Mu roamed unchecked in the Xunmu Realm, and without him or Ling Huan present, the large settlements simply could not withstand the opposition, it could be said that, except for the Central Region, almost everywhere else was like lambs waiting to be slaughtered in front of Chen Mu.

“Ancestor, should we…”

Ling Ji addressed Ling Huan in a solemn voice.

Allowing Chen Mu to act so recklessly was naturally hard for him to accept. Although the opponent was strong, able to confront Ling Huan directly, combining his and Ling Huan’s power, there might still be a chance to kill Chen Mu, or even a severe injury would be beneficial, at least making Chen Mu wary and forcing him to flee and recuperate, preventing Chen Mu from acting recklessly in the short term.

His strength was much weaker than Ling Huan’s, but if Chen Mu attacked a large settlement, and he quietly took control of the settlement’s Formation, then the power he could exert might even surpass Ling Huan’s. Such a sudden move, attacking unexpectedly, still held some opportunities.

However,

Ling Huan shook his head at this time.

“Let’s not touch him for now.”

He understood Ling Ji’s plan, but Chen Mu being able to directly confront him, reaching such a level of strength, defeating him would be easy but killing him would be difficult. Even if they followed Ling Ji’s plan and Chen Mu was totally unprepared, it might still not be possible to inflict serious damage, and a mere minor injury would be meaningless; it would heal in a few days.

Moreover, finding the right moment to deal with Chen Mu was even more difficult, unlike handling those Grandmaster teams, where they didn’t need to deliberately wait for opportunities and could just deal with them one by one.

In this situation, entangling too much with Chen Mu held little meaning, it was better to inflict as much damage as possible on other enemies.

Now,

Other teams had more or less received some information, all showing signs of converging. In such circumstances, it became even more important to act before that, as for Chen Mu’s side… leaving him be was a reluctant decision.

Upon hearing Ling Huan’s words, Ling Ji glanced toward the direction of the Jiuhe Tribe, a flash of murderous intent in his eyes, but ultimately it subsided, and he moved swiftly alongside Ling Huan, disappearing from the spot.

…

In the center of a devastated and chaotic settlement,

one could see a segment of an inverted green branch hanging down, its bottom clear and translucent, as if attached was a drop of green Wood Spirit Liquid, below which was a hollowed-out Spiritual Pool, that, however, was completely empty without a single drop of Spiritual Liquid.

Following the Central Forbidden Land road forward, one could see chaos everywhere, and even further ahead, traces of Spirit People Race hurriedly fleeing could be seen, among them an old figure, carrying something on his back, from inside of which emanated a dense and unmistakable Power of Xunmu.

Whoosh!

Chen Mu’s figure silently appeared behind him, a finger lightly pointing out.

A burst of formless Vigorous Force spread, ‘pfft,’ penetrated the elderly Spirit Human’s skull, leaving a bloody hole, causing his fleeing figure to abruptly stiffen, then stagger and fall to the side.

Chen Mu waved his hand, and the bundle carried by the man burst open, revealing a wooden bottle inside. The long bottle traced an arc through the air, landing straight in his hand.

He pulled out the wooden stopper.

Inside was a dripping green Xunmu Spirit Liquid.

This large settlement had not confronted him at all; all the Spirit People had already prepared to scatter and escape, but the scent of Xunmu Spirit Liquid was hard to conceal, taking it away from under his watch was almost impossible.

This bottle contained as much as fifteen pounds, but it was not all from this large settlement.

Chen Mu waved his hand, collected this bottle of Xunmu Spirit Liquid, then his gaze shifted, and he went off in another direction.