(Senior and junior brothers, the name of this scroll is Peerless Blood. Let us follow Chu Mu back to the Deep Blue. Let us kill peerless swords and dye the world red.)
Beyond the border of the Land of Exile, there was a thick grey area. This was the famous Grey Mist Realm.
"Seniors, let's stop here," Chu Mu turned around to face the void and spoke neither quickly nor slowly.
"King Wu Shuang, are you really leaving?" Figures appeared one after another. They were the seven kings.
"Twenty-nine years ago, I was chased by many experts. Among them, there was no lack of peerless experts. I had no choice but to enter the Land of Exile to seek opportunities to increase my strength. Now that I have the strength of a peerless expert, it's time for me to return and settle my grudges." Chu Mu said calmly. Other than settling his grudges, there were other things he wanted to do. He wanted to collect the eighteen Deep Blue God Pearls and find the location of the World Spirit to gain its recognition.
In the past, he wanted to do it but was powerless. But now, he had the strength to do so.
In the era where the Sacred Emperor lived in seclusion, only peerless experts were the peak of strength.
"What a pity. The eighth king has just appeared here and now he has to leave."
The seven kings felt pity but they didn't force Chu Mu to stay. That was because there was no meaning in doing so. It would only attract Chu Mu's hostility.
"Actually, if it's possible, I want to go to the Deep Blue World to take a look. Unfortunately, I can't leave."
This was also a pity.
"King Wu Shuang, if you find it difficult to establish yourself in the Deep Blue World in the future, you can come here again." Blood Slaughter King said.
"If there's a chance, I will come and spar with all of you again." Chu Mu smiled and said. This time, he could only succeed in returning to the Deep Blue World. If he failed, he would have to pay with his life.
The seven kings nodded and didn't say anything else. They turned and left one by one. In the end, only Chu Mu was left. He stood outside the Grey Mist Realm and waited. He was waiting for Gu Luankong, Yang Zhantian and Lian Hongyun to fulfill their promise.
While waiting, Chu Mu naturally wouldn't waste time. Instead, he seized every second to comprehend the Sword Universe and the sword technique.
Less than thirty years in the land of exile. For many cultivators, it might only be the time for a few or even a single seclusion. However, for Chu Mu, it was a very rich experience. And these experiences were all his experiences. They were the accumulation of his life, the accumulation of his foundation.
Very few people would come to the Realm of Grey Mist. Here, Chu Mu would not be disturbed.
This time, only a few people knew about his departure. The seven kings, Waning Moon Sword Saint, Rock Sword Saint, Lin Biruo and the disciple he had accepted two years ago, Wei Wudao.
After being convinced, Waning Moon and Rock Sword Saint were very loyal to Chu Mu. Therefore, Chu Mu also gave them opportunities. Their cultivation had already reached the middle stage of the Immemorial Ninth Heavenly Layer. With the resources that Chu Mu left for them, they might be able to reach the peak of the Immemorial Ninth Heavenly Layer. Moreover, Chu Mu taught them a sword technique that suited their characteristics. They could unleash the power of the sword technique to the extreme.
With suitable sword techniques, Waning Moon and Rock Sword Saint could challenge ordinary high level Nine Star Saints. To them, who were stuck at the peak of the Eight Star Saint Realm for their entire lives, this was a great gift.
The peak of the Nine Star Saint Realm was the pinnacle of many cultivators' lives.
Lin Biruo's cultivation had reached the early stage of the Immemorial Ninth Heavenly Layer. Moreover, she had completely mastered the Eight Ripples Technique. Chu Mu also taught her an even more profound sword technique that was similar to her own. It was very compatible. The level of this sword technique was almost at the peak of the Inherited Level. It was not inferior to the Silver Sword Technique.
After Chu Mu left, Lin Biruo would return to the Lin Family. With her in charge, the Lin Family would slowly develop and become one of the most powerful forces in Bloodbath City. After all, Chu Mu had said that he hoped that the Bloodbath Hall would treat Lin Biruo well and even help her a little.
They had to give face to King Peerless.
Finally, there was the second disciple, Wei Wudao.
He was only nine years old, but he was a rare genius. His cultivation was close to the Nirvana Realm.
As for Chu Mu's teachings, he did not want him to break through to the Nirvana Realm so quickly. It would be best if he could break through to the Nirvana Realm after he reached adulthood.
The Nirvana Realm was the nirvana of one's flesh and blood, the nirvana of one's energy center, and even the nirvana of one's soul. Therefore, the Nirvana Realm required one's body to be complete after reaching adulthood.
Chu Mu did not raise his cultivation. Instead, he taught Wei Wudao the Divine Wilderness Sword Technique and so on. He also taught him sword techniques and so on, allowing him to cultivate and comprehend them.
Since he was a disciple, he would treat him with all his heart.
In these two years, Chu Mu could be considered to have taught Wei Wudao wholeheartedly. After all, they may not have the chance to meet again. In these two years, he had laid down an excellent foundation for Wei Wudao. As for what would happen in the future, it would depend on Wei Wudao's own ability and luck.
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"The aura in the Land of Exile is getting thicker. If this goes on, it will condense into a seal. When that happens, it will be difficult to leave the Land of Exile," Chu Mu said to himself after he checked himself.
Now, it had been some time since they arrived at the Land of Grey Fog. There were only a few days left before the 30 years were up. However, Gu Luankong, Yang Zhantian and Lian Hongyun still had not appeared.
"Could it be that they are already dead?" Chu Mu could not help but think.
In fact, before he left Bloodbath City, he had asked the five castellans for help to find the whereabouts of Gu Luankong and the other two. After all, the time was up. However, the search was fruitless and he did not know where they had gone.
"If they are not dead, they must have gone to other places," Chu Mu said to himself.
Other than the five castellans, there was Sin City further away. Were there other castellans in other directions?
If there were, perhaps Gu Luankong and the other two had gone there.
"Could it be that the three of them have forgotten about the time?"
As he guessed, Gu Luankong and the other two still did not appear on the last day.
"If that's the case, I will go back first." Chu Mu said to himself. He stretched out his hand and grabbed the air. He grabbed a piece of land and condensed it into a sturdy stone tablet. He stood on the ground.
Using his finger as a sword, he carved a few words on the stone tablet. The words entered the tablet and were extremely sharp.
"I will go back first."
There were only four words and no signature. Those who did not know would find it strange and would not know what it meant. Go back?
Go back where?
However, Chu Mu believed that if Gu Luankong, Yang Zhantian and Lian Hongyun saw it, they would be able to feel the aura he had left on the tablet and know what he meant.
After setting up the stone tablet, Chu Mu turned around and walked into the Realm of Grey Fog without looking back. His body seemed to have been devoured and disappeared. Only the stone tablet was left standing.
The stone tablet was created by Chu Mu and was incomparably hard. Even a Dark Star Sword Saint's full power attack wouldn't be able to damage it in the slightest. Adding on the remnants of Chu Mu's sword aura, even a Bright Sun rank expert wouldn't be able to damage this stone tablet for at least a few hundred years.
In the entire Land of Exile, there were only a few Bright Sun Sword Saints. Basically, they would not come here.
However, Chu Mu did not know that not long after, someone came here by chance and saw the stone tablet. He was shocked by the four words left on it. After comprehending it, his sword skills improved and he saw it as a treasure.
When more and more people knew about the effects of the stone tablet, they all came here to comprehend it. It became a sacred place for comprehending sword skills. It was only a few hundred years later that the effects of the stone tablet weakened.
The Realm of Grey Fog was a vast expanse of grey. The power of the soul was affected and lost its effect. If one's heart was not firm enough, it was very likely that they would get lost in it.
However, Chu Mu could pass through it back then. There was no reason why he could not pass through it now.
With a flash of light, Chu Mu entered the Heart and Sword as One state. Everything within a twenty meter radius became clear, as if the grey fog had all disappeared, turning into a bright and clear world.
Heart and Sword as One was the power of the heart. It was different from the power of the soul. The grey fog in the Realm of Grey Fog could cause the power of the soul to lose its effect, but it could not affect the power of the heart.
After what seemed like a long time, a clear, azure sky appeared in front of him. It was like a huge gemstone. White clouds drifted in the sky like the patterns on the gemstone. It was magnificent.
Every breath of fresh air made Chu Mu feel comfortable.
This had nothing to do with the strength of the Heaven and Earth Yuan Qi. It was purely the freshness of the air. It was completely different from the Land of Exile. There was no smell of gunpowder. It was as if he had come from the battlefield of war to a world of clear water and blue sky. The change in environment brought about a different feeling to his senses and body.
After nearly thirty years, Chu Mu had gotten used to the environment of the Land of Exile. Returning to the Deep Blue World was a novel experience for Chu Mu. It was just like thirty years ago when he entered the Land of Exile from the Deep Blue World.
"I'm back." A long roar, like the clear cry of a divine sword, soared into the sky. A white cloud drifting in the sky instantly turned into powder and disappeared without a trace.
Chu Mu looked into the distance. The mountains were insignificant and became deep and distant, as if they had penetrated through time and space. "It has been thirty years. You shouldn't have forgotten about me. Now, it's time to settle the score."
Thirty years ago, he was hunted down by many experts and had nowhere to go. He could only enter the Land of Exile. Firstly, it was to seek refuge. Secondly, it was to seek a powerful opportunity. Now, he had done it. Therefore, he had returned.
Almost at the same time he let out that long roar, the people in the Deep Blue World who were related to Chu Mu felt their hearts skip a beat. They didn't know why, but they felt an indescribable feeling. This feeling seemed to be telling them that something was about to happen. Moreover, it was concerned about them.
The stronger the person, the more obvious this feeling was. However, no matter how much they thought about it, they couldn't find anything.
Thirty years wasn't long, but it wasn't short either. A person who had left for thirty years would be slowly forgotten and placed in the corner of one's memory. If one didn't see him again, it wouldn't be so easy to remember him.
However, that wasn't important. What was important was that Chu Mu had returned with great strength.
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