Of the hundred races of the Ancient World, each race had their own unique aspects. Within each race, there were records of their respective races. Of course, there were some secrets that outsiders didn't know about.
Reading through the records, Chu Mu and the others gained a deeper understanding of the Nether God Clan.
Human swordsmen practiced the sword and cultivated Sword Origin. The other races were different. They each had their own power system and division. For example, the Nether God Clan practiced the Nether God Incantation. They circulated the power of the Nether God Incantation.
Among the cultivation levels of the Nether God Clan, the Origin Curse Realm was equivalent to the Primary Realm for human swordsmen. The Ghost Fetus Realm was equivalent to the God Condensation Realm for human swordsmen.
Meditation cultivators were at the limit of the Origin Curse Realm. However, the incantation of the Nether God Clan was strange and difficult to defend against. It was also powerful.
Fortunately, the incantation of the Nether God Clan was similar to the swordsmanship of human swordsmen. Before reaching a certain realm, they couldn't use powerful sword techniques.
The Origin Curse Realm Nether God Clan could only use the basic Nether God Incantation. It wasn't weak, but it wasn't powerful enough to make people pale. Once they broke through to the Ghost Fetus Realm, they could practice all kinds of powerful incantations. At that time, the Nether God Clan would be truly terrifying.
Meditation cultivators were the geniuses of the Nether God Clan. They were rare geniuses. Even the basic Nether God Incantation could be used in their hands.
Chu Mu had learned everything he needed to know. His Eighth Revolution Sword Intent and Eighth Revolution Metal Profound had reached the early stage. Then, Chu Mu used a few more days to make some Sealing Jade Tokens and distribute them to everyone.
When the seals in these Sealing Jade Tokens were activated, they could block an attack from an ordinary God Condensation Realm swordsman. The counterattack was so powerful that even ordinary God Condensation Realm swordsmen would have to take it seriously.
After finishing their preparations, the Zhen Tian Battle Team set off again. They entered the Sky Peak Valley through the bloody door. They didn't stop and directly entered the Crimson Wasteland.
The Zhen Tian Battle Team was now more famous than the three super battle teams. Therefore, their every move was closely watched.
The Sky Edge Sword Palace's elite disciples all knew about the Zhen Tian Battle Team's advancement test. Seeing them enter the Crimson Wasteland, they understood that the Zhen Tian Battle Team was planning to carry out the test mission.
"I wonder if the Zhen Tian Battle Team can complete this mission?"
"I think it's very difficult. Meditating cultivators are rare geniuses of the Underworld God Clan. They're extremely terrifying."
"Not necessarily. Meditation cultivators are rare geniuses of the Underworld God Clan. Isn't Chu Mu a rare genius of the Human Clan? Eighth Revolution Sword Intent and Eighth Revolution Metal Profound, at least I have never heard of anyone else besides Chu Mu."
"I really want to see the battle between Chu Mu and the Meditation Elementalist with my own eyes. It must be very exciting."
"If you want to die, you can follow me out now."
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"Captain, where are we going to find meditation cultivators?" Qin Shanhe asked.
"We don't need to take the initiative to find him." Chu Mu said faintly, "It's been some time since we accepted this test mission. We didn't deliberately hide this mission, so maybe Meditation Elementalist already knows about it."
Hearing Chu Mu's words, everyone fell into deep thought.
"According to our previous understanding, Meditation Elementalist is extremely conceited. He must be looking for us now. Therefore, we only need to hunt along the way and spread the news. He will naturally take the initiative to come to us," Chu Mu said.
Although he had never seen Meditation Elementalist before, he could judge from Meditation Elementalist's past deeds that he was conceited. Chu Mu was also looking forward to the battle between him and this so-called rare genius of the Underworld God Clan. It was a battle of life and death.
Although the Zhen Tian Battle Team had accumulated nearly 30,000 battle points, to be promoted from a first-rate battle team to a super battle team, they needed 100,000 battle points to apply for the test. Therefore, Chu Mu and the others hunted along the way, and their battle points kept increasing.
Now, they didn't need to use battle points to enter the Thousand Evil Valley and so on for the time being. They could keep whatever they obtained.
When they entered the Crimson Wasteland, it was already evening. At this time, most battle teams would usually stay in the Sky Peak Valley for a day and enter the Crimson Wasteland the next day. This was because the Crimson Wasteland was very dangerous at night because of Blood Demons.
However, to Chu Mu and the others, the Crimson Wasteland at night was really nothing, unless they encountered a Blood Demon King.
However, a Blood Demon King would only appear at the Blood Moon, and it was born because of the power of the Blood Moon. Even if Chu Mu and the others wanted to, they couldn't encounter a Blood Demon King without the Blood Moon.
If it wasn't a Blood Devil King, then it was basically not Chu Mu's opponent. There was nothing to be afraid of. Moreover, encountering a powerful Blood Devil below a Blood Devil King was equivalent to a powerful Divine Congealing Realm swordsman. The chances were extremely small.
As for the treasure house that he had mentioned to Qin Shanhe, he didn't buy it after thinking about it, because there was no need for it.
In a flash, the Zhen Tian Battle Team entered the Crimson Wasteland. Five days had passed. In these five days, the four of them and Bawang hunted crazily, earning a large amount of battle points. At the same time, many foreign races died under their swords, causing their reputation to soar once again.
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"Zhen Tian Battle Team …" Under the night, a strange red light shot out from a black shadow's hand. A Blood Demon dozens of meters away was hit and let out a miserable cry. Its body trembled and melted into a pool of blood, once again seeping into the ground of the Crimson Wasteland and disappearing.
Soon after, a strange laughter rang out, like that of an owl. In this dark night, it would make one's hair stand on end.
"Chu Mu, I'm here to meditate …" Amidst the owl-like laughter, a sentence was left behind, drifting away in the wind.
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The Crimson Wasteland was very big. It wasn't easy for the meditators to find Chu Mu and the others immediately after learning about them. However, the Underworld God Clan naturally had their own methods. Strange curses would be of great help to them in finding people.
In one day, the Zhen Tian Battle Team went deep into the Crimson Wasteland. Chu Mu had his own plans. The last time he entered the Primordial Stone Tomb, he had gained something. Today, he planned to enter the Primordial Stone Tomb a second time to see if he could gain anything.
"Tomorrow, we will enter the stone tomb," Chu Mu said.
The moon was full and the stars were sparse. The white light illuminated the earth, covering it with a layer of gauze.
"Okay." Qin Shanhe's eyes lit up. Among the few of them, he was the only one who hadn't entered the stone tomb. He wanted to go in and take a look.
Suddenly, the white moonlight became hazy, as if it was covered by a layer of fog. Chu Mu only glanced at it, deep in thought. Qin Shanhe and the other two didn't notice.
Unknowingly, there seemed to be a strange aura in the air. Chu Mu's sharp sixth sense allowed him to easily detect it, but Qin Shanhe and the other two couldn't. They didn't notice it.
"Be alert," Chu Mu said in a low voice.
Qin Shanhe and the other two were stunned. Then, they saw Chu Mu's somewhat serious eyes. They hurriedly moved their Sword Sources, mobilized their spiritual consciousness, and were fully alert.
"The enemy is about to appear," Chu Mu said in a low voice again.
Qin Shanhe and the other two's eyes flashed. They looked around like cold lightning, trying to find the enemy. However, they couldn't see anything.
"Since you're here, show yourself," Chu Mu's eyes flashed gold. He looked at a certain place in the night and said indifferently.
"You didn't disappoint me. Killing you gives me a sense of accomplishment." A fleeting voice sounded out. It was slightly gloomy and strange, and it was like the whisper of a ghost. It sounded out from all directions and drifted over with the wind. It was everywhere, and it caused one's heart to tighten and one's hair to stand on end.
Qin Shanhe and the other two's expressions changed slightly. They only felt a chill in their hearts and their nerves were tense. Their hands grasped the hilts of their swords, and their fingers kept tightening. Their faces were full of vigilance. It was so eerie. They all guessed that it was the Meditation Cultivator. The Meditation Cultivator had finally found them.
Next, it was the confrontation with the Meditation Cultivator. They couldn't help but tremble.
"If the dignified genius of the Underworld God Clan only has this kind of skill, it's too disappointing." Chu Mu's expression didn't change, and his tone was still calm. He kept staring at one place and wasn't confused by the fleeting voice.
All that just now was the application of the Underworld God Incantation, but it didn't have any effect on Chu Mu.
The Meditation Cultivator also understood this after probing, so he appeared.
In the darkness, light footsteps sounded, and a black silhouette appeared in front of everyone. It was very blurry.
For some reason, the footsteps had a mysterious power and a unique rhythm that affected the hearts of Qin Shanhe and the other two. It became difficult to breathe, and they felt like they were going to suffocate. This feeling also affected Chu Mu, but it was suppressed by Chu Mu immediately.
Qin Shanhe and the other two stared hard at the blurry figure, and the eerie footsteps echoed in their ears. It seemed to be getting louder and louder, filling up their world. Every step seemed to be trampling on their hearts, and pain spread from their hearts to their bodies. They felt like their hearts were about to break.
They couldn't breathe, as if they were drowning. Despair filled the air, and the shadow of death shrouded them. The three's faces turned pale. They didn't know when the hands holding the swords loosened, but their hands were strangling their necks. Their faces were ferocious as they struggled.
This scene shocked Chu Mu. The methods of the Underworld God Clan were indeed very eerie. Just like this, they could make three powerful swordsmen walk towards death unknowingly.
With a soft shout, Qin Shanhe and the other two only felt a thunderbolt splitting the sky. Thunder exploded and instantly broke their world, dispersing the darkness. The despair and the shadow of death in their hearts were also defeated, and a ray of light descended.
For no reason, they were so scared that they broke out in a cold sweat.
Chu Mu's shout also broke the eerie atmosphere of the other party's footsteps. After the figure came closer, it appeared in front of everyone's eyes.
He was dressed in a long black robe that covered him from head to toe, making it impossible for others to see his appearance. Even his hands and feet were covered by the long black robe, making him look very mysterious. His entire body exuded a strange aura.
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