On a battlefield.
The originally flourishing plants had all withered, but there were no signs of damage on the surface.
It was as if their vitality had been sucked dry in an instant.
Dead silence, emptiness …
If a Grandmaster was here, they would definitely be shocked to the extreme because they could not merge with heaven and earth. It was as if this small piece of nature had been 'killed'.
Rustle, rustle, rustle …
In the silent environment, a rustling sound suddenly came from somewhere.
It was like eating mulberry leaves, and there seemed to be countless pupae being bitten through.
Thousands of rustling sounds gathered into an evil tune that could bring indescribable torture to people.
There seemed to be countless lights flashing in the air.
A large amount of fluff floated in the air, mixed with countless fine powder.
In the strange and dazzling light, there seemed to be a flash of sword light.
The ultimate technique of the Song Family of Lingnan — Moth Sword!
Although this sword technique was widely spread in the Song Family, the only person who could truly use the Moth Sword was Song Zhong, the head of the Song Family.
In fact, if Chung Shen-soo was here, he would feel that the so-called Seven Swords of Lingnan had only scratched the surface.
No! It was not even scratched the surface.
Compared to the real Moth Sword, their so-called master swordsmanship, which was meant to kill, was even more ridiculous than child's play.
The real Moth Sword was a sword technique that could kill a Grandmaster!
At this moment, the blade of the sword pierced through the chest of the Lord of Ten Thousand Humans.
The face of this Lord of Ten Thousand Slaves was similar to that of the Lord of Ten Thousand Slaves, but he was more powerful. His face was vivid as if he was still alive.
However, in the Grandmaster's senses, the Moth Sword from the head of the Song Family had already completely destroyed the 'EsGod' of the Lord of Five Venoms.
The qualitative change of a Grandmaster's mind was called the Yin Soul or Yang Soul Realm.
This kind of Yin Soul and Yang Soul could not only help them absorb the power of heaven and earth to strengthen themselves, but it was also the capital to maintain the physical body.
In terms of vitality, a Grandmaster was a level higher than a Grandmaster, and having his heart pierced was a small matter.
However, under Song Zhong's Moth Sword, the 'God' of the Lord of Five Venoms had already died.
The remaining body was just a ball of flesh and blood.
"Cough, cough!"
With that thought, the royal consecrator could not help but cough out a few mouthfuls of blood, which seemed to contain some internal organ fragments.
There were five finger-sized holes in his chest, and they were bleeding profusely, unable to heal even after a long time.
Martial Grandmasters were rather difficult to kill. This time, in order to kill his opponent, the hidden Martial Grandmaster of the Five Poison Sect, the Crippled Zen Master, this Imperial Consecrated Elder had also suffered an incurable injury.
"Please go back and tell the Great Elder of the Royal Family that the Song Family has been loyal to this point and has completely repaid the Great Ancestor's kindness …"
Song Zhong was a middle-aged man with a jade-like face. He had three strands of long beard, and he exuded a sense of perfection from head to toe.
But at this moment, his words were even more earth-shattering.
The Song family was sealed in Lingnan and had always been monitoring and restraining the development of the Five Venoms Order. The Wu dynasty's attitude towards this vague military town was also very ambiguous.
He even allowed the Song Family to have their own private army, the Wolf Army.
But after the destruction of the Five Poisons Sect, perhaps the Song Clan would have to consider the problem of cooking the hounds after the cunning hare was killed.
The Imperial Martial Grandmaster's heart trembled as he secretly estimated the strength of both sides.
He had suffered a terrible injury from killing the Crippled Zen Master, and it might be difficult for him to recover his Martial Grandmaster strength in the future.
But the Song Clan Master had killed the Five Venoms Order Master who was ranked ninth on the Heaven List, and his injuries might be more serious than his!
But … looking at the Moth Sword in Song Zhong's hand, the Imperial Martial Grandmaster still did not make a move.
After a long silence, he replied in a hoarse voice, "I will definitely tell the Great Elder of the Song Clan about this, without missing a single word!"
The Imperial Martial Grandmaster!
This name had been at the top of the Heavenly Roll for a full sixty years!
It could be said that he was the Imperial Court's last trump card, and he had been guarding the Imperial Palace all this time.
Even many people in the Imperial Court felt that they could lose an Emperor, but they could not lose the Great Elder, the pillar of stability.
Although many people in the Jianghu secretly thought that the Imperial Court was blowing their own trumpet, elevating their Martial Grandmaster to the first place on the Heaven List.
And according to common sense, the Great Elder was already over a hundred years old, and was about to die of old age.
But all the martial artists who went to the Imperial Palace to cause trouble had disappeared without a trace. Even the Undying Evil Emperor regarded the Wu Dynasty Imperial Palace as a forbidden area, and that was enough to explain many problems!
…
'When the next Heaven List comes out, Xun Liu Yi's obsession will be complete …'
Chung Shen-soo did not answer the Martial Grandmasters half-heartedly. Instead, he walked on his own in the wilderness.
If it were a Martial Grandmaster, they would be arrogant and have a bad reputation.
But everyone felt that it was reasonable for a Martial Grandmaster to do so.
He did not even explain. He just followed his heart's feeling and strolled in nature.
After his spirit had mutated and he had become a Great Grandmaster, his senses had been developed a step further. He could sense the existence and appearance of all things.
He saw the colors of the wind, heard the sounds of flowers and trees, and even the sound of a rock.
At that moment, everything seemed to have become 'information' that could be understood and stored.
And in this information, there were even records of a person's footsteps from decades ago.
'Based on some theories from my previous life, anyone who walked would leave behind a trail that would not disappear even after hundreds of years … Everyone has a special magnetic field. Their path, in the eyes of a Martial Grandmaster, is as clear as a fluorescent pen's path in the dark … This is the rumored Martial Grandmaster's Thousand Mile Soul Lock ability.'
Chung Shen-soo's thoughts continued to spread, and he accurately grasped the piece of information that belonged to the Undying Evil Emperor from the countless streams of information around him.
As a Martial Grandmaster, he had a counter to the Thousand Mile Soul Lock ability of his own kind.
They could use their own mind to cover up and even erase the various traces left behind in nature's magnetic field.
But the 'erase' action would also leave behind a unique information imprint.
Martial Grandmasters who were weaker than the operator would not be able to see it, but those who were stronger would be able to easily discover it and deduce more information from it.
'Perhaps the battle between Martial Grandmasters is a competition of the manipulation and discrimination of the information magnetic field … One can only go back a few years, the other can look back decades, so naturally there will be a gap …'
'Once there is a gap in information, there will naturally be a difference in strength …'
As for the battle between Martial Grandmasters, Chung Shen-soo suddenly had a lot of enlightenment.
'This method … is also very similar to the use of divine will by cultivators …'
Although in terms of inner force, he could only be considered a newbie who had just broken through, in terms of the use of divine will, various kinds of experience, and even battle techniques, he had the support of a cultivator civilization.
He even felt that the Martial Grandmasters of this world's way of dealing with traces was very 'crude'.
After an unknown period of time, Chung Shen-soo stopped in his tracks and saw a person standing under a peach tree in front of him.
He was dressed in a decent white robe and wore a Shura mask.
The Undying Evil Emperor!
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