The four major star fields of the Human Race were divided into four directions, north, south, east, and west. At the center of the intersection of the four star fields, there was a huge floating continent.
The top of the continent was flat and the bottom was like an awl. It was as if it had been dug out from a piece of land and had existed in the vast starry sky since ancient times.
This was a floating island, an island suspended in the boundless starry sky. When Chu Mu and Zuo Yi's small planetary-level starship approached, Chu Mu immediately felt a vast and ancient pressure everywhere.
The floating island was very large. The surrounding void seemed to be suppressed, without the slightest ripple. Looking from afar, the light around the island was dimmer than other places.
The closer they got, the stronger the pressure. Chu Mu looked solemn. He slowly discovered that there were many small broken continents around the huge ancient floating island. They were like a group of meteorites outside a planet. The broken continents were of different sizes and they circled around the floating island in the center, forming a circle of islands.
The planetary-level starship docked on one of the larger continents.
The small continent was about ten thousand square meters in size. Chu Mu could see that there were countless seals on this small continent. In the center, there was a bulge, like an altar, and a person was standing on it.
"Eighth Messenger, you're back."
Zuo Yi brought Chu Mu closer. The person on the altar immediately bowed and greeted Zuo Yi.
"Open the transmission array. I want to go to the main temple." Zuo Yi nodded. His tone was still gentle, but it was not as cordial as when he spoke to Chu Mu.
"Yes." The person stabbed the sword in his hand into the center of the altar. Suddenly, the altar trembled and released rays of light that wrapped Zuo Yi and Chu Mu. The transmission array was activated. Chu Mu and Zuo Yi disappeared from the altar.
The next moment, Chu Mu and Zuo Yi appeared in a palace.
"Eighth Messenger, you're back." In the palace, there was also a swordsman in charge of the transmission array. He bowed respectfully to Zuo Yi.
Zuo Yi nodded to him and quickly left with Chu Mu.
…
The enormous palace appeared ancient and magnificent. The Sword God's main shrine was a shrine left behind from the Era of the Gods. It was a shrine personally created by the Sword God. Even after experiencing the darkest and most dangerous period of the Gods' fall, when the center of the Immemorial World was shattered, this shrine was still intact.
The Hundred Races' Main Divine Palace was a Divine Palace personally created by the gods. It possessed great power and was completely indestructible. Only by becoming a god could one resist it.
At this moment, Chu Mu was standing on the incomparably high roof of this Main Divine Palace that was filled with history and glory. He raised his head and could not see the end. He could only see a boundless starry sky with countless stars shining brightly.
It was as if he wasn't standing in the main hall, but under a boundless starry sky. The main hall was like a world, a complete world with stars revolving around it. Chu Mu gradually lost himself in it.
"Deputy Grand Hall Master, Grand Hall Master, Chu Mu does indeed possess a high-level Divine Realm sword intent and spatial law power. Moreover, his talent in swordsmanship is something I've never seen before." In the main hall, other than Chu Mu, there were other people present. Zuo Yi was one of them.
Zuo Yi was standing not far from Chu Mu and bowing. In front of him, there were three figures high up. They were very blurry, as if they were illusory.
On the left and right sides, there were six figures, making a total of twelve figures. They were also very blurry.
The Sword God Hall's Grand Hall Master, two Deputy Grand Hall Masters, and twelve elders.
"Such talent has indeed never appeared after the Gods' fall. I wonder what his temperament is like?" The Deputy Grand Hall Master on the left said. His voice was steady and heavy, but it was as if it came from endless space, unfathomable.
A true expert wasn't just someone with talent and potential. They also needed a corresponding temperament.
For example, some people were born with incomparable cultivation talent. They could easily cultivate to a height that ordinary people could only look up to. However, when they encountered a predicament, they would retreat and feel fear. They would lose the courage to press forward and the determination to slash everything with the sword in their hands.
For such a person, no matter how outstanding their cultivation was, they had no fate with the word 'expert'. Especially when they fought with the foreign races, they would only be giving the foreign races battle merits.
Therefore, a true expert's temperament was especially important.
A person's temperament was full of many aspects. Willpower was one of the most important aspects. Entering the main hall was actually a kind of test.
The moment Chu Mu stepped into the main hall, the test began. No one would give him any hints. Everything depended on himself.
An ordinary person would be completely lost in the boundless starry sky.
Chu Mu wasn't an ordinary person. He wouldn't be lost in the boundless starry sky. However, the problem was how long he would take to wake up. There was a standard for this.
"I remember that the first Divine Child, Guan Lin, took 400 breaths to wake up."
"Yes, during the Gods' Era, the best record was 300 breaths. After the Gods' fall, the best record was 400 breaths. The lowest record was 900 breaths. If Chu Mu can wake up within 900 breaths …"
He didn't continue speaking, but everyone understood what he meant.
Zuo Yi stared at Chu Mu's figure. At this moment, Chu Mu's eyes were lifeless. However, in the depths of his pupils, there were countless twinkling stars. He was completely immersed in the boundless starry sky above his head. He was addicted to its beauty and couldn't extricate himself.
Zuo Yi had personally led Chu Mu over. On the starship, he had guided Chu Mu's swordsmanship in the name of sparring. Zuo Yi had high hopes for Chu Mu. His eyes were a little nervous.
Soon, 100 breaths passed. No one moved, and no one spoke again. Everyone's eyes seemed to have penetrated countless space-time and landed on Chu Mu's body.
150 breaths …
200 breaths …
The best record during the Gods' Era was 300 breaths. The best time after the Gods' fall was 400 breaths. No one had any expectations before 400 breaths.
In their opinion, being able to wake up within 400 breaths was already very, very good.
In the blink of an eye, another 10 breaths passed. 210 breaths …
Zuo Yi didn't know if it was his illusion, but he seemed to have seen Chu Mu's pupils tremble. The countless stars in the depths of his pupils seemed to be shattering. The entire starry sky seemed to be collapsing. However, it was very, very slow and difficult to detect.
Suddenly, an indescribable ancient aura seemed to emanate from Chu Mu's body. Like a storm, it swept out and filled the entire hall. Everyone couldn't help but gasp in surprise.
Suddenly, their gazes became sharp, like swords that pierced through the void.
Chu Mu's body trembled. The starry sky in his pupils completely shattered and collapsed. His lifeless eyes shone with a bright light. He woke up.
The moment he woke up, Chu Mu felt indescribable and irresistible gazes land on his body. It was as if they wanted to see through him.
"You're awake." Zuo Yi's voice was trembling. It was filled with unimaginable shock.
"200 … 15 breaths …" The voice of the Deputy Chief Hall Master was also trembling.
Shocked, everyone was shocked. Their gazes instantly became extremely hot, as if they wanted to burn Chu Mu.
"215 breaths!"
"It's really 215 breaths."
"Hahahaha … Our human race has a chance to rise …"
Even in the Age of the Gods, there had never been a swordsman who could wake up in 215 breaths.
Chu Mu was the only one.
"Announce, announce Chu Mu as the tenth Son of God of the human race. Announce to the four major galaxies …" The voice of the Chief Hall Master sounded slowly. There was a trace of excitement and trembling in the depths of his voice.
215 breaths was much better than the previous best record of 300 breaths.
Such a result showed that his willpower was incomparably firm. With a firm willpower, his temperament must be extraordinary. This was inevitable.
Chu Mu was shocked when he heard this. When he came, Zuo Yi only said that they would gather at the main shrine and receive training together with the other Sword Of Gojoseon on the Iron Blood Hundred Battle Ranking. He never thought that he would become the tenth Son of God!
The Heavenly Sword Hall already had nine Sons of God. He was the tenth, so naturally, he was the tenth Son of God.
The words "tenth Son of God" kept reverberating in his mind.
The words of the Chief Hall Master were the opinions of the others. Immediately, the news of Chu Mu being the tenth Son of God was announced to the four major galaxies of the human race. The news immediately spread like a storm, causing huge waves.
…
"Chu Mu … Who is Chu Mu?"
"Chu Mu. I have never heard of this name."
"The Son of God is the most outstanding genius of the human race. What ability does Chu Mu have?" This was the first time they had heard the name Chu Mu.
"The Son of God has already been chosen. Chu Mu must be extraordinary to be able to become the Son of God."
In the Five Elements Sword Sect of the Demon Sword Star System, besides those who were in seclusion, everyone else had heard the news. Those who knew the name Chu Mu were even more astonished.
"Chu Mu? Could it be him? No, it should be someone with the same name. Son of God, Son of God. Although his talent is not bad, it is still far from … "
On the huge Sword Edge Starship, Captain Li Duan, Minister Yun Feng, and the others had also heard the news of the Heavenly Sword's Chief Divine Hall's announcement to the four major galaxies. Their first reaction was astonishment.
"Do you think the Chu Mu in the announcement is that Chu Mu? Or is it another Chu Mu? "Li Duan asked with a puzzled look.
There were countless people of the human race in the four major galaxies, so it was not strange for people with the same name to have the same surname. Because the announcement only mentioned the name and did not mention the origin of the person, it naturally caused a lot of speculation.
"I think it's most likely him," Minister Yun Feng said. Minister Yun Feng said, "Not long ago, Chu Mu left the trial realm and entered the top 100 of the Iron Blood Battle List. Then, he was taken away by the Eighth Divine Envoy. Now, there is another piece of news …"
Li Duan and the others got excited when they heard this. The tenth Son of God had once been a member of the Sword Edge Corps.
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