Mortal: Even with a Heavenly Spiritual Root, I still have to try and get my hands on the Little Gree

Chapter 164 The Ten-Headed Demon Puppet and the Ancient Rainbow Phoenix Puppet

"Holy Son, be careful. Those guys are from the Crimson Fusion Clan, and they're at odds with our Sky Roc Clan. They often attack us in secret."

Beside Mu Yu, an elder leading the Tianpeng clan quietly gave Mu Yu some instructions.

At this moment, Mu Yu had already followed the seventy-two holy sons selected from various branches of the Flying Spirit Clan to the back of a huge city wall.

"Alright, now that we've arrived at this place, no one except the holy sons of each race may take another step forward."

"As for the Gate to the Abyss, it is located in the black mist tens of thousands of miles away from here."

"The task of your trial is to kill the designated dark monster."

The one who spoke was a Nascent Soul stage being leading the Flying Spirit Clan. This person described in detail the names, characteristics, and locations of the specified dark monsters.

At the same time, it was specified that a certain item on the dark monster should be brought back.

Next, everyone except the holy sons of the various Flying Spirit Clans had left this place.

Those holy sons who remained hesitated for a moment before some of them took the lead and then various colored lights flew away one after another.

Let's go!

Mu Yu spoke calmly, glanced at the Chi Rong Clan members nearby whose eyes were filled with murderous intent, and then transformed into a streak of light and disappeared into the distance.

The two true holy sons of the Tianpeng Clan who were following Mu Yu nearby quickly followed.

Before long, Mu Yu and the other two entered a gray mist.

These mists, which appear to be celestial phenomena, are actually just the dissipation of some of Luo's spiritual energy after his death.

The Flying Spirit Clan, who possess the bloodline of the Kunpeng, live near Luo's corpse, which is rather strange, to say the least.

It's important to know that Luo Hou and Kunpeng are mortal enemies.

These gray mists are like a natural disaster to beings below the Nascent Soul stage.

But in the eyes of a Nascent Soul cultivator, this mist is nothing more than a backdrop.

Before long, Mu Yu officially arrived at the entrance to the Abyss.

Although the Gate of the Abyss is called a gate, it is actually a huge, boundless pit.

Without the slightest hesitation, Mu Yu was the first to enter.

Not long after entering the first level of the Abyss, Mu Yu and the others encountered several gray, strange birds, which were bald and looked particularly ugly.

After a burst of azure sword energy severed him, Mu Yu released his divine sense to roughly sense the location, and then said to the two behind him, "I have other things to do in this trial, you can continue as usual."

"Once we get outside, we'll say I died in the trial."

After casually offering a reminder, Mu Yu transformed into a faint silver light and vanished in the blink of an eye.

He had little interest in being a babysitter for these holy sons of the Tianpeng Clan; he just needed an excuse to sneak in.

If it weren't for the fact that Heavenly Mystic Emperor could only bring one person to infiltrate, Mu Yu wouldn't have pretended to be the Holy Son of the Heavenly Peng Clan.

Actually, it's possible to enter after the Flying Spirit Clan's Abyss Trial ends, but that would likely delay the time needed to enter the Styx River Land.

Moreover, Mu Yu's purpose in pretending to be the Holy Son of the Tianpeng Clan was actually mainly for the Twelve Transformations of Jingzhe.

Everything else is merely an added bonus.

Of course, Mu Yu didn't actually know how to enter the River Styx. He wasn't even sure if the five Nascent Soul stage demon kings in the Abyss had discovered the existence of the River Styx.

If Mu Yu had arrived here more than 600 years earlier, it's highly likely that none of this would have happened.

But it doesn't matter. Mu Yu knows very well that the six-legged demon king in this abyss is a member of the mayfly race. With him around, it's not too difficult to enter the River Styx.

The only question now is whether the Heavenly Mystic Emperor is powerful enough.

He was able to firmly hold the position of one of the three emperors of the human race, and he was also a Nascent Soul cultivator who mainly cultivated the art of puppetry. He should be more than capable of dealing with several Nascent Soul cultivators of the same level.

There shouldn't be any problem.

Lost in thought, Mu Yu hurried on her way, taking a full day to finally reach the second level of the Abyss.

At the entrance to the second floor, Mu Yu met Tianmiao Linghuang, who was already waiting there, and Yuan Yao beside him.

"They arrived quite quickly, but according to the information I obtained by searching the soul of a demon king I killed, they have no idea where the River Styx is located."

"Young friend Mu, this shouldn't be a lie or a deception, right?"

Upon seeing Mu Yu appear, the Heavenly Mysterious Spirit Emperor spoke with great interest.

He didn't believe that Mu Yu would reveal such an obvious flaw, and Mu Yu had absolutely no reason to deceive him.

Mu Yu did not immediately answer Tianmiao Linghuang's question, but instead asked, "Did you kill a demon king? Was it Mu Qing, the Ghost Granny, or Di Xue, or Liuzu?"

"I only know the names of these four. Six-Legged is a member of the mayfly race, and he is also our guide into the land of the Styx."

"Hopefully, the person you killed wasn't him, or you've gathered enough information."

"Also, what I'm seeing is about six hundred years into the future. It's normal that some things haven't happened yet."

"Senior Tianmiao, you only need to listen to me, and you will be able to verify the truth of the matter."

Emperor Tianmiao listened quietly until Mu Yu finished speaking, then said with a hint of emotion, "Now—I'm starting to believe in your so-called precognition of the future."

"After all, as a Nascent Soul cultivator, you have no reason, and it's highly unlikely, to know the names of the demon kings in the Abyss."

"Don't worry, I killed a Nascent Soul stage demon king named Yin Gu. This guy occupied the second level of the Abyss and was probably the weakest among them."

"In his memory, there was indeed a name called Six-Legged."

"Let's go, let's go meet this mayfly fellow."

The Six-Legged Demon King is probably the strongest Nascent Soul stage monster in the Abyss, and he is only one step away from the Great Ascension stage.

But this one step is a tribulation that the vast majority of Nascent Soul cultivators cannot overcome in their entire lives.

The same applies to Tianmiao Linghuang; the two should be at the same level in terms of cultivation.

But in terms of combat strength—

Mu Yu couldn't say for sure either, but judging from the instinct to seek good fortune and avoid misfortune, the chances of Tianmiao Linghuang winning should be very high.

The speed of the Nascent Soul stage is much faster than that of the Divine Transformation stage. It only took a few hours for the Heavenly Mystic Spirit Emperor to bring Mu Yu to the third level of the Abyss.

"Senior Tianmiao, the Demon King in the Integration Stage on this level is named Mu Qing, and she possesses the upper half of the Thunder Sacrifice Technique."

Tianmiao Linghuang was taken aback upon hearing this, then glanced thoughtfully at Mu Yu before turning and heading off in a certain direction.

The Thunder Sacrifice Technique happens to be the first half that the human race lacks.

Before long, the Heavenly Mystic Spirit Emperor appeared above a restriction, which was the location of the Wood Green Cave.

With a wave of his hand, a ten-headed demon emanating a dense demonic aura appeared before Mu Yu.

Although this thing exudes a strong demonic aura, it is a puppet that is so realistic that it can be mistaken for a real puppet.

After the ten-headed demon appeared, it easily shattered the protective array set up by Mu Qing with a single strike.

Seeing such an outrageous scene, Mu Yu finally understood just how powerful the so-called Three Sovereigns of the Human Race truly were.

That's true. Although the human race is relatively weak in the spirit realm as a whole, the human and demon races alone can barely hold their own against the invading demon realm. In fact, the overall strength of the human race is not as weak as Mu Yu had imagined.

It's just that there are fewer Mahayana stage cultivators.

But if we include figures like Qing Yuanzi and Ice Soul Fairy—

"Who goes there, daring to—"

A blood dragon leaped out, but before it could finish speaking, it was crushed to death under the feet of the ten-headed giant.

The ten-headed giant demon of the Heavenly Mystic Emperor was clearly forged from a fusion-stage demon body left behind during the invasion of the demon realm.

Although it looks a bit strange, it's really quite useful.

Although he was still somewhat inferior to a proper Nascent Soul stage cultivator, he could easily kill this blood dragon.

"Fellow Daoist, I wonder where I have offended you that you would dare to come knocking on my door."

It wasn't until Mu Qing's voice rang out that Mu Yu noticed the suddenly appearing Nascent Soul stage demon king, as well as a bone phoenix puppet that had appeared at some unknown time and was made from the remains of an ancient colorful phoenix.

Compared to the ten-headed demon with its fierce demonic aura, this bone phoenix, made from the remains of an ancient colorful phoenix, looked insignificant, but Mu Qing's eyes were full of vigilance.

Clearly, Mu Qing was afraid of the existence of this Bone Phoenix.

Although the ancient colorful phoenix is ​​not a true spirit, it is a special kind of demon beast that contains the bloodline of a true spirit.

To some extent, the bloodline concentration of the Rainbow Phoenix should be several times higher than that of the Ice Phoenix in the human realm.

Even if it were refined into a puppet, this Bone Phoenix would still be a unique existence among Nascent Soul stage cultivators.

"I've heard that you possess a manual on lightning consecration techniques. Would you be so kind as to lend it to me for a look?"

The Heavenly Mysterious Spirit Emperor spoke in a gentle tone, but his attitude was unusually arrogant, as if he were not facing a cultivator of the same level, but a low-level cultivator.

Although Mu Yu had long suspected that the Heavenly Mystic Emperor might be very strong, he was still somewhat shocked.

Mu Qing glanced warily at the Bone Phoenix beside her, then with a flick of her jade hand, she pulled out a golden book and threw it toward the location of the Heavenly Mystic Emperor.

"Since it's for something like this, then take it and get out of here."

"Although I am weak, I am not without the confidence to perish together with you."

Mu Qing spoke with great apprehension, his words, though harsh, revealing his timidity.

Mu Qing didn't actually know the Heavenly Mystic Emperor, but she knew very well that she couldn't defeat the person in front of her.

Indeed, the protective array surrounding a cultivator's cave dwelling is, to some extent, a symbol of the cultivator's strength.

If someone can break through the protective array of your cave dwelling in one strike, then whatever you do, do not become their enemy.

Otherwise, you'll die!

It's obvious that Mu Qing is a very rational person.

Even if the chances are slim, try to avoid conflict as much as possible.

If the other party can take the items and leave, that would be ideal.

The worst outcome is just a desperate gamble.

The Heavenly Mysterious Spirit Emperor opened the golden book, glanced at it, and then tossed it to Mu Yu.

"Yes, it's true!"

"Even though it's only half, it doesn't matter, the other half is on Holy Island—"

Upon hearing this, Mu Yu replied without looking up, "I know. I'll ask for it after I finish cultivating this half."

Upon hearing this, the Heavenly Mysterious Spirit Emperor smiled very happily.

The next moment, the Heavenly Mystic Emperor led Mu Yu and Yuan Yao on their way, leaving Mu Qing bewildered in the wind.

After all, with two juniors by his side, the Heavenly Mystic Spirit Emperor wouldn't dare to attack someone of the same level without complete confidence.

After all, although he himself was not afraid, he was worried that the aftermath of the battle might harm Mu Yu and Yuan Yao.

In the eyes of the Heavenly Mysterious Spirit Emperor at this moment, Yuan Yao and Mu Yu were the hope for the future of the entire human race.

Therefore, naturally, no accidents can occur.

However, after reaching the fourth level of the Abyss, the Heavenly Mystic Emperor left behind a puppet that looked very much like himself to protect Mu Yu and Yuan Yao, and then left alone for a long time.

Mu Qing can be spared, but Tianmiao Linghuang must kill Di Xue, a fellow practitioner who also cultivates the art of puppetry.

When the Mystic Emperor reappeared that day, it was more than a month later.

Clearly, in the past month or so, the Heavenly Mystic Emperor has done a lot of things throughout the entire Abyss.

"Alright, I've already made arrangements with that six-legged guy. We'll enter the River Styx together, and then we'll part ways."

"The Six-Legged One is very strong. If I insist on killing him, I am not confident that I can capture him and search his soul. Therefore, we have no choice but to cooperate."

"Young Mu, aren't you good at predicting good and bad fortune and foreseeing the future? Let's see how this trip goes."

Upon hearing this, Mu Yu used his talent to sense the matter and then suddenly said, "Senior Tianmiao, could you please send me a copy of the Earth Blood cultivation technique?"

"I have a fellow villager from the human realm who may have smuggled himself into the spirit realm in the last few hundred years. He is also a cultivator who specializes in the art of puppetry."

"However, because he was too obsessed with studying puppets and creating new techniques, he was sealed within a puppet for tens of thousands of years, and has only recently been resurrected—"

"With his talent, I think he should be able to sneak into the spirit world."

"But even if he doesn't come, Earth Blood's puppetry techniques are still somewhat useful to me."

"As for the outcome of this trip, it's an auspicious sign!"

"It seems we should be able to meet Senior Qing Yuanzi soon."

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Upon hearing Mu Yu's words, the Heavenly Mystic Emperor asked with interest, "Oh? You were able to predict that I would kill Earth Blood?"

Mu Yu shook his head and said, "I can sense that you have something on you that is useful to me, and it's something I just acquired."

"Considering that only the Earth Blood Demon King in the Abyss is a cultivator who specializes in the Way of Puppets, the answer is obvious."

Upon hearing Mu Yu admit that those were just guesses, the Heavenly Mystic Emperor became even more interested in Mu Yu's talent.

"Young Mu, you said before that I wouldn't survive the next great tribulation."

"So, do you have any way to help me survive the next great tribulation?"

These questions were originally just a casual jest by Tianmiao Linghuang, who had no expectation that Mu Yu could find a solution to the problem.

But Mu Yu calmly said, "In the Styx River Land, there is something called Styx Divine Milk, which can increase the probability of a Nascent Soul cultivator breaking through to the Mahayana stage to a certain extent."

"In addition, the River Styx also serves to delay the arrival of the Heavenly Tribulation."

"Besides that, I know of some treasures that can also increase your chances of surviving the Great Heavenly Tribulation to some extent."

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These answers left Emperor Tianmiao Ling stunned for a long time.

No one knows what the Heavenly Mysterious Spirit Emperor was thinking during the time he was silent.

But in the end, the Heavenly Mysterious Spirit Emperor said in a joking tone, "In that case, I'll be counting on you for my future Great Heavenly Tribulation."

As he said this, the Heavenly Mysterious Spirit Emperor felt a sense of expectation, but mostly a sense of relief.

Clearly, Mu Yu's talent is terrifying enough. Even if he can't see, Mu Yu will grow up to be the strongest guardian of the human race.

As for himself—

Well, even if Mu Yu knew a lot, it was impossible for him to successfully overcome the tribulation in such a short time.

As for the information provided by Mu Yu —

Even with the most incredible information, it's impossible to obtain a treasure that allows one to successfully overcome tribulations without paying anything in return.

It should be noted that even Mo Jianli, a Mahayana cultivator, was unable to overcome his Great Heavenly Tribulation.

"If you calculate the time, it's about the same."

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"It's just a lightning tribulation, no big deal, I agree."

"But for now, let's head to the River Styx first."

Mu Yu made the promise casually, but at this moment, the Heavenly Mysterious Spirit Emperor was not quite clear about the meaning of this promise.