(My son's fever has just subsided. The Six Dao couple has been busy for three days and haven't had a good night's sleep. They are very tired. Today, my grandmother was almost paralyzed because of high blood pressure. The Six Dao originally planned to take two days off, but after thinking about it, he reluctantly wrote it down today. I'm not sure about tomorrow.
"Thank you, senior, for your help." Chu Mu said to the Tyrant Sword King. This time, it was indeed thanks to the Tyrant Sword King's help. Otherwise, it would have been very troublesome.
Speaking of which, Chu Mu and the Tyrant Sword King had only met once, but the Tyrant Sword King had helped him. While Chu Mu was grateful, he couldn't help but feel a little puzzled and vigilant.
"It's nothing. You're welcome." The Tyrant Sword King laughed heartily and said, "You were able to get the God Bestowal Rune to choose your master. This means that you must be extraordinary. Our human race needs talents like you. Otherwise, how can we compete with other races and how can we fight against the God Race and Demon Race?"
The Tyrant Sword King's tone was very sincere, which meant that he was telling the truth. Of course, if he was lying, it could only mean that he was too shrewd. However, whether he was telling the truth or not, it would naturally be revealed one day.
No matter what, at least for now, Chu Mu was very grateful to the Tyrant Sword King.
Coincidentally, the Tyrant Sword King was also returning to the Human City, so it was convenient for Chu Mu to travel with him. With the Tyrant Sword King, a famous Half-Step Great Emperor in the Human City, who would dare to provoke Chu Mu? As they traveled together, it was natural for them to chat.
"So you are from the Chu Royal Court." The Tyrant Sword King was shocked when he heard Chu Mu's name. He immediately laughed and said, "It seems that I have done a great thing for the human race this time."
The number one in the Sword Cliff was already known as a peerless genius who could suppress other geniuses for at least ten thousand years. If such a person were to grow up, it would be of great use to the human race.
"I heard that you rejected the invitation of the Sky Gate, Slaughter Sect and Yuwen Clan. How about it? Are you interested in joining our Giant Sword Sect?" The Tyrant Sword King laughed casually. He didn't know that Chu Mu was very shocked.
Giant Blade Sect!
The Tyrant Saber King was actually from the Giant Saber Sect. When Chu Mu first entered the Slaughter World, he had been cheated of 500 Law Crystals by the Giant Saber Sect. After that, he had killed several Peerless Realm experts from the Giant Saber Sect. Now that he had been rescued by the Giant Saber Sect's Tyrant Saber King, his fate was truly strange.
"Thank you for your kind intentions, senior, but I don't plan on joining any forces." Chu Mu refused.
"It's fine. I didn't expect to succeed in recruiting you." Tyrant Sword King, on the other hand, was very open-minded. After all, the other party had even rejected the invitation of a force like the Yuwen clan. Rejecting the Giant Sword Sect was nothing.
After arriving at Human City, the Tyrant Sword King took out a golden token and handed it to Chu Mu. The token was the size of a palm and looked like a miniature version of a giant sword. It was the miniature version of the Tyrant Sword King's Tyrant Sword. There was the word 'Tyrant' on it and it also carried an overbearing sword intent.
"This is my Tyrant Sword Token. If you need help, you can take it to the Giant Saber Sect. If you meet people from the Giant Saber Sect outside, this token will also be useful." The Tyrant Sword King said. After handing the Tyrant Sword Token to Chu Mu, he quickly left.
Chu Mu could only accept the Tyrant Sword Token. This made his impression of the Giant Saber Sect change quite a bit.
"I wonder if Brother Mingjing has returned to Human City?" After putting away the Tyrant Sword Token, Chu Mu thought to himself. He didn't know where Mingjing had gone after leaving. He only hoped that the Ye Family hadn't caught up to him. Otherwise, his fate would be miserable.
"I'll make a trip to the Giant Saber Sect and tell them to be careful." Chu Mu suddenly thought of something.
He immediately set off for the Giant Saber Sect. With the Tyrant Sword King's Tyrant Sword Token, Chu Mu was treated as an important guest. Chu Mu also expressed his hope that the Giant Saber Sect would search for Mingjing's whereabouts. If she encountered any danger, they would do their best to save her.
As a friend, Chu Mu had already done what he could. The current him didn't have the ability to fight against the eight Saint Venerables of the Ye Family.
"I'll go into seclusion and cultivate for a while." Chu Mu thought to himself and went to the Human Palace once again.
This time, he went into seclusion for a month. After coming out, Chu Mu's cultivation had reached the Intermediate Second Refinement of the Exceptional Realm. His strength had also increased a little. Furthermore, Mingjing had found him.
"Brother Mingjing is still alive." Chu Mu smiled.
"I haven't become your brother-in-law yet. How can I die?" Mingjing's tone made it clear that he was determined to marry his sister to Chu Mu. This made Chu Mu speechless. "Brother Chu, I've decided to leave the Massacre Realm first."
"Why?" Chu Mu didn't understand.
"I'm not strong enough. Originally, my goal in entering the Slaughter World was to gain experience and increase my cultivation and strength. However, since the people from the Ye Family have already entered this place, and with my current strength, I'm no match for them, I might even implicate you, Brother Chu," Mingjing said.
"Uh … Mingjing, actually, I want to tell you something." Chu Mu thought for a moment and decided to tell him the truth so that he wouldn't continue to be the scapegoat.
At this moment, an incomparably sharp sound tore through the sky and descended upon the earth. It was as if an ancient demon god had blown a horn, causing countless people to be alarmed.
Numerous figures appeared in the sky above Human City, each of them emitting a shocking aura.
"This sound …"
"It's a war horn."
"The Massacre Realm is about to truly open."
"I knew it. Every time a divine rune descends, something big is about to happen. The Massacre Realm is about to truly open. I wonder how many people will die in it."
The Battlefield of Slaughter had always existed, and anyone could enter it at any time. However, that referred to the Battlefield of Slaughter in its normal state. When the Battlefield of Slaughter was activated, all of the red mist would disappear, and some of the rules would change. For example, after those who entered the Battlefield of Slaughter killed people from the opposing faction, they would receive corresponding battle achievements.
What was the use of battle merits?
There were many uses for battle merits. They could be exchanged in the Massacre Divine Palace for treasures, runes, and so on.
"I'm not leaving. I want to enter the true Massacre Realm," Mingjing suddenly said. Mingjing suddenly said. She had originally decided to leave, but now she had changed her mind. The Battlefield of Massacre had truly opened, and anyone who entered would be able to obtain battle merits. After that, the battle merits could be exchanged in the Massacre Shrine. At that time, her cultivation would be able to rise faster, achieving her goal of increasing her strength.
Of course, when the Massacre Realm truly opened, it would be several times more dangerous than usual. If one wanted to kill strong enemies to obtain battle merits, it was very likely that they would be killed by strong enemies and become someone else's battle merits.
However, if one wanted to become an expert, how could one achieve success without experiencing danger and life and death?
"Let's go together," Chu Mu said. He didn't say what he wanted to say, as it seemed unnecessary.
Chu Mu felt his blood boil at the thought of a true Massacre Realm.
The sharp sound of the bugle horn resounded for a full thirty breaths before disappearing. An indescribable murderous aura immediately spread across the sky, causing everyone's heart to shiver. There was a strange and indescribable feeling in their hearts.
There seemed to be some kind of attraction and temptation.
In the distance, in the center of the Massacre Realm, was the Massacre Realm. As for how big the Massacre Realm was, apart from the master of the Massacre Realm, perhaps even the dominator experts of the various clans didn't know.
This was because the Massacre Realm that they usually saw wasn't a complete Massacre Realm.
At this moment, the Massacre Realm at the center of the Massacre Realm underwent a huge change.
As the thick blood-red mist surged, it was as if countless evil dragons were gathering at the center. Amidst the roars of the giant slaughtering beasts, they all turned into mysterious slaughtering runes, compressing and compressing at the center. In the end, they condensed into a small blood-red dot, emitting a shocking blood-red light. It beat like a heart, expanding and contracting again.
An incomparably tyrannical power suddenly erupted from the blood-red dot. It was like the Big Bang of Time and Space, or the explosion when the universe was first born. The blood-red dot instantly exploded, and an incomparably terrifying power rushed in all directions. It swept out in an instant, covering the original Massacre Realm.
The entire Massacre Realm began to rapidly change. The ground cracked, and a deep abyss formed. Mountains rose, and a flood fell from the sky. A vast ocean formed.
In just a few breaths of time, the Massacre Realm had completely changed. It was as if the sea had turned into mulberry fields. The terrain had completely changed. It was like a different world from the previous Massacre Realm.
Yes, this new Battlefield of Slaughter was truly like a small world.
Immediately after, the giant slaughtering beasts formed again, rampaging in the new Massacre Realm. Everywhere, there were flashes of light. Every flash of light seemed to indicate the appearance of something. It could be a treasure, or some inheritance, etc.
The new Massacre Realm, or the real Massacre Realm, would be a place full of life and death crises, but also with countless opportunities.
Life and death crises were nothing to cultivators. Once they embarked on the path of cultivation, it was equivalent to leaving a peaceful life. They were constantly facing the test of life and death, wandering on the edge of life and death time and time again. In the end, they would either die and become history, or their name would go down in history, or be forgotten by the people. Or they would survive and become even stronger. In the end, they would become supreme and stand above the common people.
Treasures and opportunities were things that countless cultivators wanted to obtain.
A cultivator's final achievements were very limited if he only relied on his own efforts to cultivate. It was the same even if his talent was unprecedented. This was because cultivation was not just about effort. It also required resources and opportunities.
Sometimes, a single opportunity was comparable to decades or even hundreds of years of cultivation.
Sometimes, a single opportunity was enough to surpass a lifetime of hard work.
The Massacre Realm was completely opened. A layer of faint red light covered the Massacre Realm, as if a huge bowl had been turned upside down on the ground.
This meant that the real Massacre Realm had been completely formed.
"You can enter now."
"The last Massacre Realm was opened a thousand years ago."
"A thousand years have passed. Many geniuses and experts have been born from various clans. This time, most of them will definitely enter the real Massacre Realm. I wonder how many people will die inside, and how many people will become stronger because of it."
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