Ye Futian's indifference made the one-eyed old man's face even colder.
"When you walk out of the altar, it will be the time of your death." The one-eyed old man stood not far from the altar, as if he had taken root. His single eye was locked onto Chu Mu. The chilling killing intent in his eyes was so intense that people in the distance could feel it and tremble.
That cold and ruthless killing intent kept attacking him, locking him from head to toe and attempting to invade his body.
The altar could block attacks, but the impact of the killing intent could not be blocked by the altar. Chu Mu bore it directly.
Fortunately, he was not an ordinary Martial Saint. Otherwise, even an ordinary Eight-star Martial Saint would not be able to withstand the killing intent of the one-eyed old man, let alone a Four-star Martial Saint.
Chu Mu endured it. Then, he ignored it and focused his mind, wholeheartedly capturing the flash of light and comprehending it.
For a moment, Chu Mu did not have any good ideas. Instead of fighting against the one-eyed old man, he might as well comprehend it wholeheartedly and make himself stronger. That would be more possible.
The people around all retreated far away.
No one dared to stay around the altar. The one-eyed old man's ferocity was not just for show.
Fortunately, the one-eyed old man's target this time was only Chu Mu. The others were all ants in his eyes. He was too lazy to make a move or pay attention to them.
Time slowly passed. The one eyed old man continued to stare at Chu Mu with endless killing intent, but Chu Mu didn't seem to feel it at all. This feeling was like a reef standing tall in the ocean. No matter how many waves battered it, it still wouldn't fall.
The divine light became complete and was caught by Chu Mu. The essence and essence of the sword skills appeared in his mind one by one.
Sword skills, sword skills.
What was sword skills? What was sword skills?
The sword skills that he had cultivated, the various sword skills that he had cultivated, and the various sword skills that he had comprehended in the Forest of Ten Thousand Sword Steles of the True God Sword Sect appeared one by one in Chu Mu's mind.
Sword skills, sword skills, sword skills, sword skills, sword skills, pure skills. Using one's arm to hold the sword and using one's own strength to drive it to the core of the sword. It focused on the combination of steps and body, body and mind, mind and sword. It did not contain anything else.
Sword skills, sword skills, sword skills, sword skills, sword skills, sword skills, as well as power outside of pure skills. Compared to sword skills, it was more complicated and involved more control and use of one's own strength.
Sword skills and sword skills, although they differed by one word, were fundamentally different. However, the core of the two were the same.
In his mind, the shadows of the swords that he had once possessed began to shine brightly.
As the light flickered, the sword shadows clashed, as if a peerless divine sword had been unsheathed, displaying its sharpness.
Chu Mu continued to comprehend, grabbing the divine light and that trace of inspiration. He had a feeling that he was about to grasp it, but it was hard to grasp.
Lin Biruo, the little maid, hid far away like the others. She remembered her master's words and pretended not to know him. Otherwise, she might be killed by the one-eyed old man or used to threaten her master.
Time passed slowly.
Just then, a person carefully walked forward and approached the one-eyed old man.
"Senior, I have something to tell you. It's related to Chu Mu." This person was a seven star saint rank initial stage expert. He was the person who had been blinded by greed and attacked Chu Mu with his sword.
"Speak." Originally, the one-eyed old man wanted to kill him. However, after hearing that it was related to Chu Mu, he decided not to act for the time being. However, the one-eyed old man was still scared to death.
"Chu Mu has a maid. She's here. Capture her and threaten him." The person said. He knew that he had already offended Chu Mu by attacking him. He originally wanted to leave quickly, but he didn't expect the one-eyed old man to come.
He felt that the one-eyed old man's strength as a nine-star Saint was enough to kill Chu Mu. As long as Chu Mu died, he wouldn't have to worry about revenge.
However, if Chu Mu stayed on the altar, the one-eyed old man wouldn't be able to do anything to him. As long as Chu Mu didn't die, he wouldn't be able to rest easy.
After thinking for a while, he came up with this idea.
There was nothing he wouldn't do to kill the enemy.
"Where?" The one-eyed old man's single eye swept across. That terrifying gaze made everyone feel as if they had fallen into an abyss.
"It's her." The seven-star Saint was overjoyed and pointed at Lin Biruo.
Lin Biruo's face turned pale.
"Very good. As a reward, I'll give you a painless death." The one-eyed old man nodded and said to the seven-star Saint. The seven-star Saint's face changed drastically. He pointed at Lin Biruo because he wanted the one-eyed old man to kill Chu Mu as soon as possible so that he could live. He didn't want to give up his life.
However, there was no time for regrets.
The one-eyed old man pointed his finger and a blood-red light shot out. Vengeful spirits were entangled.
It was the Vengeful Spirit Finger again.
It was said that those killed by the Vengeful Spirit Finger would become one of the vengeful spirits to increase the power of the Vengeful Spirit Finger.
There was no medicine for regret. The seven-star Saint's forehead was pierced by the blood-red light. His consciousness was shattered and his primordial spirit was destroyed. As for whether he would become one of the vengeful spirits of the Vengeful Spirit Finger, perhaps only the one-eyed old man himself knew.
"Chu Mu, this old man will kill one of your maids first." The one-eyed old man's killing intent locked onto Lin Biruo. Lin Biruo's body trembled as if she had fallen into an ice cellar. Her blood froze and her body was numb. She couldn't move.
The gap between the Fifth and Ninth Layers was too big. Although Lin Biruo's foundation wasn't bad, she could only be considered an ordinary genius. She couldn't be compared to Chu Mu.
Although he didn't pay attention to the one eyed old man, Chu Mu heard his words clearly and his face instantly changed.
"Damn it!" Chu Mu's eyes flashed with killing intent.
If the seven-star Saint didn't die, Chu Mu would definitely let him know that death was a kind of release.
What should he do now?
Leave the altar?
If he left the altar, he would lose the protection of the altar. With his current strength, even if he went all out, he wouldn't be able to fight the one-eyed old man. After all, the difference in numbers was too big.
In the end, Chu Mu was better in other aspects. However, his cultivation was too low. It was a serious hindrance.
It couldn't be helped. His cultivation talent wasn't outstanding. With the change in his dantian, it was harder for him to raise his cultivation compared to others. In addition, he didn't have enough time. Even if he kept creating conditions, he still couldn't raise his cultivation quickly.
Speaking of which, Chu Mu's cultivation speed was already very fast compared to other geniuses of his generation.
However, his current opponents were no longer geniuses of the same generation. They were from the older generation or even the older generation.
Even if the older generation's talent was average, they had the advantage of time. The time they had to cultivate was several times or even ten times more than Chu Mu.
Over the years, the older generation of experts had a more solid foundation. They had more possibilities, and their strength had also increased.
In terms of talent, they might not be as good as Chu Mu. However, their only advantage was very obvious.
What Chu Mu lacked the most now was time.
His enemies wouldn't give him enough time to grow. Therefore, Chu Mu had to do his best to find opportunities to raise his strength.
At present, his cultivation was a huge shortcoming. It was his biggest shortcoming.
As long as his cultivation base increased, his strength would immediately increase significantly.
However, it was useless to say a thousand times. Now that Lin Biruo was facing a life-and-death crisis, what should he do?
Watch Lin Biruo be killed?
It seemed that this was the only way.
"Young Master, don't come out." Lin Biruo's firm belief made her completely explode. She said this sentence like a swan song. She had lost all her strength.
"Die!" The one-eyed old man smiled coldly. He pointed with one finger. The blood-red light appeared again and the vengeful spirits were entangled.
The blood-red light broke through the sky. In the next breath, it would penetrate Lin Biruo's forehead, making her suffer the same fate as those who had died under the vengeful spirits' finger.
Lin Biruo could only watch the blood-red light attack. She looked at Chu Mu for the last time.
Suddenly, a purple-gold light flashed in front of her. The sword intent was domineering.
The blood-red light was shattered by the purple-gold light.
A figure appeared in front of Lin Biruo.
He was tall and wore a purple-gold robe. He held a purple-gold sword and stood in the sky. His aura was condensed. He was like an emperor of the mortal world.
No one knew how he appeared. He appeared just like that and shattered the vengeful spirits' finger with one sword, saving Lin Biruo.
"Purple Monarch Ginseng." This person saluted Chu Mu with his sword. He was Chu Mu's opponent in the second stage of the Sword Sect Spiritual Seal, the purple-gold emperor. Yes, Chu Mu had used the opportunity of the Sword Sect Spiritual Seal.
"Do your best to stop him. If you have the chance, kill him," Chu Mu said.
"Yes," Purple Sword said.
"So it's a peak Eight-Star Saint. You are also resisting me. Die." The one-eyed old man judged Purple Sword's cultivation with one glance. He smiled coldly. The sword on his back leaped up and slashed down.
The blood-red sword light tore through the sky. More vengeful spirits appeared. It was the upgraded sword move of the Vengeful Spirit Finger: Vengeful Spirit Sword!
The one-eyed old man was a nine star middle stage sacred rank expert, while Zi Jian was at the peak of the eight star sacred rank. The difference between the two was clear, but Chu Mu knew that the five great experts in the Sword Sect Spirit Imprint were all extraordinary and could challenge those of a higher rank.
Perhaps Purple Sword wasn't a match for the one-eyed old man. However, he could stop him for a period of time.
Chu Mu even wondered if he could kill Purple Sword. That was why he said to try his best to stop him and kill him.
"Spirit Burn!" Purple Sword shouted. A flame appeared from his body and quickly spread. It turned into a purple-gold flame and burned fiercely.
As the flame burned, Purple Sword's aura rose. He broke through the peak Eight-Star Saint level and reached the early Nine-Star Saint level. Moreover, it was still rising. He became stronger and stronger. Finally, he stabilized at the mid-level Nine-Star Saint level. He was much stronger than when he was at the peak Eight-Star Saint level.
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