Sword Light splashed and blood rained down.
Chu Mu stared blankly at the battle in front of him. No, it should be called a massacre.
A squad of ten Dark Blood Swordsmen were brandishing their swords, killing a group of savage purgatory Magical Beasts that were chasing them.
Dozens of purgatory Magical Beasts didn't have the slightest ability to resist. They died one by one under the swords of the Dark Blood Swordsmen.
Chu Mu was entranced. He was looking at the swordsmanship of the Dark Blood Swordsmen.
Concise and swift. Every strike and every move was for the sake of killing the opponent. There was not the slightest bit of excess, nor was there the slightest bit of elegance.
Yan Feng coldly glanced at Chu Mu and strode into the camp. Ye Yin also glanced at Chu Mu, but didn't immediately leave.
Not long after, the battle ended. Dozens of powerful purgatory Magical Beasts were slaughtered by the ten Dark Blood Swordsmen, but the Dark Blood Swordsmen didn't suffer the slightest injury.
"The Dark Blood Swordsmen of the Sky Sword Camp are formed by the elite swordsmen of the Heavenly Sword Hall. It is said that each of them has the strength of a high-grade Sword Of Gojoseon," Ye Yin said as she stood beside Chu Mu.
Chu Mu nodded. The battle was over. The Dark Blood Swordsmen were dissecting the corpses of the purgatory Magical Beasts to see if there were any essence sources.
Chu Mu withdrew his gaze and turned to walk into the Sky Sword Camp with the Ye sisters.
The Sky Sword Camp had existed for a long time. It had a vicissitude and bleak aura, filled with the smell of iron and blood.
Walking into the camp, Chu Mu saw many figures. They were basically all swordsmen of the Night Nether Galaxy.
In this place, due to the suppression of power, it was impossible to determine the cultivation of the other party. Whether it was a Sword Saint, Nirvana Realm, or Creation Realm, in short, all of them were weakened in this place, and their power was suppressed to the same level.
After entering the camp, Chu Mu separated from Ye Yin and the others.
There were many wooden houses in the camp for the swordsmen to rest in.
Of course, the wooden house was not free. One had to pay a corresponding price, either Essence Source or Yuan Dan. One day in a wooden house would cost one thousand low-grade Yuan Dan. As for how to calculate the time, one would know once one entered the wooden house.
It was also fine if they did not live in the wooden house. There were simple and crude sheds that could be built for swordsmen to live in temporarily. There was no need to spend anything.
In addition to living quarters, there were also taverns that provided wine and food. Of course, it was not free.
Even if one could survive without eating or drinking, the desire for good food would always be the pursuit of humans.
In short, this camp was like a city.
What Chu Mu wanted the most right now was to check the contents of the six Space Rings he had obtained, so he strode towards the unsealing room.
After paying one hundred thousand low-grade Yuan Dan, he entered the unsealing room. As the array was activated, a powerful force filled the room. Instantly, Chu Mu felt as if the power that had been suppressed was being released. It was as if he had regained control of it after losing it.
The familiar powerful force filled his body. Chu Mu could not help but look up to the sky and roar. The Wood Essence Source beat with his heart and surged with vigorous vitality that swept through his body. The extremely comfortable feeling made Chu Mu feel as if he was soaking in a hot spring and being nourished.
It could not be helped. Most of his power had been suppressed. In a place like the Swordless Purgatory, he had to fight with the terrifying and ferocious Purgatory Demonic Beasts. Only those who had experienced it would understand the danger.
After a moment of excitement, Chu Mu quickly regained his composure. He did not forget the purpose of entering the unsealing room.
If he had not saved Ye Yin and the others, he would not have been able to obtain one hundred thousand low-grade Yuan Dan, let alone enter the unsealing room.
There was also a limit to the time he could enter the unsealing room. At most, he could only enter for fifteen minutes.
With a shift of his mind, the six Space Rings appeared in front of him and floated in the air.
Chu Mu's Spiritual Sense seeped into the six Space Rings and quickly checked them.
Of these six Space Rings, some were obtained by swordsmen who wanted to kill him but were killed by him. Some were left behind by human swordsmen who had died under the claws of the Purgatory Demonic Beasts.
Not long after, Chu Mu finished sorting out the items in the six Space Rings. He could not help but feel a little disappointed. However, after thinking about it, the items found in the first to third levels of the Swordless Purgatory were probably not that good.
The truly powerful items could at least reach the fourth level of the Swordless Purgatory.
The six Space Rings contained a total of over three hundred and eighty thousand low-grade Yuan Dan. Including the Yuan Dan that Chu Mu already had, he had over four hundred and eighty thousand low-grade Yuan Dan.
Other than the low-grade Yuan Dan, Chu Mu also obtained some Yuan Dan that could heal internal and external injuries, as well as some Yuan Dan that could speed up the recovery of one's physical strength. However, in the Swordless Purgatory, the effects of the Yuan Dan were also limited. It was not even thirty percent of the original.
Other than that, there were some personal collections, such as martial arts manuals, metal ores, and spiritual herbs.
But now, all of these had become Chu Mu's collection.
There were seven martial arts manuals in total. There were cultivation manuals and sword arts. The highest level was only Top Rank Mortal Realm. Chu Mu took a few glances at them and then put them away.
Although he wanted to practice more sword arts, at present, he only had one Low Rank Mortal Realm sword art, five Mid Rank Mortal Realm sword arts, and two Top Rank Mortal Realm sword arts. Chu Mu felt that he had not mastered these eight sword arts to the extreme. If he practiced other sword arts, it would no doubt be a waste of energy.
"Unfortunately, there are no footwork martial arts." Chu Mu said to himself.
Footwork martial arts had a huge gap for a swordsman, especially for a swordsman who was good at fighting.
Although spending one hundred thousand low-grade Yuan Dan was not very satisfying, it was still more than the cost. Chu Mu put everything away and got up to leave the Unsealing Room.
After finishing his business, Chu Mu was in the mood to stroll around the camp. He wanted to see everything in the camp and appreciate it.
The wooden house, the tavern where he ate and drank, the market where he traded Yuan Dan and so on.
Finally, Chu Mu walked into the tavern. There was only one tavern in the camp. It was directly operated by the Heavenly Sword Hall members. It occupied a large area and could accommodate thousands of people at the same time. It also provided various private rooms.
Chu Mu found an empty table in the lobby and sat down. He spent two hundred low-grade Yuan Dan and ordered a jug of fruit wine and a portion of barbecued meat. This meat was naturally the meat of the Inferno Demon Beast.
Drinking the wine and eating the barbecued and seasoned Inferno Demon Beast meat, Chu Mu listened to the discussions of the other swordsmen beside him.
It was nothing more than where they encountered powerful Inferno Demon Beasts, how to fight, or how much Yuan Dan and so on. He did not hear anything useful.
Chu Mu suddenly came back to his senses and could not help but laugh at himself. In the Swordless Purgatory, there were no heavenly treasures or secret realms or relics. There were only human swordsmen and ferocious Inferno Demon Beasts. At most, there were some Interspatial Rings left behind by human swordsmen who died here. He had to hope that the Interspatial Rings were not eaten by the Inferno Demon Beasts.
In this kind of situation, wanting to hear any useful information was obviously an extravagant hope.
Lightly shaking his head, Chu Mu simply focused on tasting the fruit wine and Inferno Demon Beast barbecued meat.
The fruit wine was very fragrant and there was a cool and comfortable feeling when drinking it. As for the Inferno Demon Beast barbecued meat, the taste was a little spicy and a little choking. However, the meat was very chewy. Together with the fruit wine, there was a different flavor.
Not long after, Chu Mu finished a jug of fruit wine and a plate of Inferno Demon Beast barbecued meat.
Although a jug of fruit wine cost a hundred low grade Yuan Pills, and a plate of Purgatory Devil Beast barbecued meat also cost a hundred low grade Yuan Pills, Chu Mu currently had over 480,000 low grade Yuan Pills in his spatial ring. That little bit was not a big deal.
He spent two thousand Inferior Grade Essence Pills to buy ten jugs of fruit wine and ten plates of Inferno Demon Beast barbecued meat. He stored them in his Interspatial Ring, preparing to keep them for consumption after leaving the camp.
Chu Mu walked out of the tavern. After thinking for a while, he did not plan to continue staying in this camp. There was no need for that.
Moreover, the fourth level of the Swordless Purgatory had the Sky Sword Camp. The fifth level of the Swordless Purgatory also had the Sky Sword Camp. If he was really tired, he could also rest in the Sky Sword Camp on the fifth level.
Striding forward, Chu Mu strode out of the camp.
"Stop right there!" A familiar angry shout sounded. A figure flashed and blocked Chu Mu's path. Chu Mu looked and frowned slightly. The person who blocked his path was actually the Dark Night Sword Sect's disciple, Yan Feng, whom he had saved before.
"What's the matter?" Chu Mu asked indifferently. This Yan Feng did not give him a good impression. It was just that Chu Mu did not want to bicker with him.
"Of course there's a matter. Immediately hand over the two hundred thousand Inferior Grade Essence Pills that you swindled and kowtow to me." Yan Feng scolded.
Chu Mu thought that he was hallucinating. Was there something wrong with this Yan Feng's brain? He actually blocked his path to take back the two hundred thousand Inferior Grade Essence Pills. What was even more ridiculous was that he actually wanted him to kowtow to him. This brain of his must have been trampled on by millions of Inferno Demon Beasts.
"You should be very clear about how I obtained those two hundred thousand Inferior Grade Essence Pills." Chu Mu said indifferently. He did not intend to continue speaking. "Moreover, I have yet to ask you for a reward for saving your life."
Stepping forward, Yan Feng had no choice but to dodge, or else he would bump into Chu Mu.
"Looking at your sword, you must be a disciple of the Five Elements Sword Sect. Since when did a disciple of the Five Elements Sword Sect dare to bully a disciple of the Dark Night Sword Sect?" Another voice rang out, filled with killing intent. A man walked over. His facial features were somewhat similar to Yan Feng's.
"Brother, it's him. He asked for two hundred thousand Inferior Grade Essence Pills from Senior Sister Ye Yin." Yan Feng seemed to have found his backbone. He quickly walked to the side of the man and pointed at Chu Mu.
"Sir, if you hand over the two hundred thousand Inferior Grade Essence Pills and apologize, I will let you go." Yan Feng's brother stared at Chu Mu with a cold smile on his face.
The commotion had already attracted many people to watch. Hearing that it was someone from the Dark Night Sword Sect, no one dared to interfere.
However, this was within the camp, and no one was allowed to fight. Otherwise, they would be punished by the Dark Blood Sword Sect.
"The Inferior Grade Essence Pills are in my spatial ring. If you have the ability, come and get them yourself." Chu Mu felt that it was impossible to talk to such a person. Thus, he simply said these words and left.
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