Swallowing the Stars: Only in my later years did I come to the life-spending panel.

"This thing... is beyond our capabilities."

Zhou Pojun took a deep breath, about to order everyone to retreat.

Suddenly, a bolt of deep purple lightning descended from the sky!

boom!!!

The lightning struck the main body of the Cloud-Piercing Vine fiercely, exploding into a sky full of arcs of electricity. The sixteen main vines, which were thrashing wildly, suddenly froze, and their newly healed wounds were torn open again.

"Father!"

Zhou Pojun was overjoyed and looked up.

Zhou Mu hovered in mid-air, deep purple lightning like electric snakes slithering around him, his white hair gently swaying in the night wind, quietly looking down at the Cloud-Moving Vine below.

"interesting."

Zhou Mu raised his right hand, and twelve scarlet blades of the Thousand Mountains Blood flew out simultaneously, scattering in the air and transforming into twelve streams of light.

"River of Blood!"

The twelve blades spun at high speed, instantly forming a massive crimson vortex. The vortex spun faster and faster, emitting a piercing whistling sound, as if it could devour everything. The airflow generated by the blades cutting through the air plowed countless deep trenches into the surrounding ground.

Zhou Mu took a step forward, and his figure instantly appeared above the Moyun Vine.

The Blood River vortex crashed down, engulfing all sixteen main vines of the Cloud-Piercing Vine along with countless branches.

Puff puff puff!

Those vines that were incredibly tough under the attacks of Zhou Pojun and the others were instantly pulverized upon touching the vortex, with fragments flying everywhere.

The Moyun Vine struggled violently, but was trapped in the vortex. The severed vines were constantly regenerated by its powerful regenerative ability, only to be torn apart again.

Zhou Pojun and Mo Yan were dumbfounded. They had tried their best to break through the defense of the Moyun Vine, but it was so weak in front of their father.

Luo Feng subconsciously held his breath, watching the black figure hovering in mid-air, watching the lightning crackling around him, effortlessly manipulating the terrifying monster. Each of those vines was enough to severely injure a War God-level martial artist with the Black God Set, but in front of his master, they were as fragile as paper.

The Moyun Vine seemed to finally sense the deadly danger, and the remaining vines contracted frantically, trying to retreat back into the cave.

"Trying to run away?"

Zhou Mu sneered, and a deep purple light burst forth, instantly unleashing a lightning domain that enveloped the entire Moyun Vine.

Within the area, all the vines slowed drastically, as if sinking into an invisible quagmire. Those strikes that were once as fast as lightning were now as slow as a comical performance.

Moyun Teng struggled desperately but was unable to break free from the domain's constraints, let alone burrow back underground.

Zhou Mu reached out and grasped, and the Thousand Mountains Blood Blade flew back, reforming in mid-air into a heavy sword, [Thousand Mountains Heavy Blade].

At the same time, he reached out with his right hand and grasped one of the main vines of the Moyun Vine.

work hard.

The nearly kilometer-long vine instantly straightened, and the massive body of the Moyun Vine was forcibly pulled from the ground, breaking countless roots and sending soil flying.

"Can you understand me?"

Zhou Mu's voice echoed throughout the area.

The Cloud Vine did not respond, but struggled even more frantically in Zhou Mu's hand, with all sixteen main vines lashing out at Zhou Mu at the same time.

Zhou Mu raised an eyebrow slightly, too lazy to say anything more.

Lightning began to condense on the Thousand Mountains Blade, transforming into a giant lightning sword that slashed down towards the Cloud-Piercing Vine.

Moyun Vine seemed to sense the deadly danger, and countless tendrils stretched out in an attempt to block the fatal sword strike. However, the moment those tendrils touched the lightning-covered Thousand Mountain Heavy Blade, they turned into ashes.

The sword light moved with unstoppable force, slashing fiercely at the main body of the Cloud-Piercing Vine.

puff!

The sturdy body of the Moyun Vine was easily severed as if cutting butter, and countless bolts of lightning spread from the break, turning the vines that had broken off from the main body into ashes.

Lightning gathered in Zhou Mu's palm, and he was about to strike again—

A weak fluctuation of consciousness suddenly arrived, mixed with fear, a desire to survive, and a trace of grievance. Good books and good stories accompany you every day.

"Submit...submit..."

Zhou Mu's movements paused slightly.

He looked down at the dying cloud vine in his hand, and at the vines that were still desperately regenerating, a smile appeared on his lips.

"Wouldn't it have been better to do this earlier?"

He released his grip, letting the cloud-patterned vine fall to the ground.

The Moyun Vine curled up into a ball, its enormous body shrinking rapidly. The sixteen main vines contracted, gradually shrinking from a giant vine thousands of meters long to tens of meters, then a few meters, and finally transforming into a dark red vine as thick as a finger, cautiously reaching towards Zhou Mu.

It hesitated for a moment, then gently wrapped around Zhou Mu's arm.

Another consciousness arrived, clearer than before, but still tinged with fear.

"Blood... recognizes its master..."

Zhou Mu understood.

He raised his other hand, and with a swift stroke of the Thousand Mountains Blood Blade, blood gushed out.

He pressed his palm onto the Moyun Vine, and the blood was instantly absorbed by the vine, causing a faint glow of blood to appear on the surface of the dark red vines.

At the same time, Zhou Mu felt an invisible bridge being built between himself and Mo Yun Teng, as if their hearts were connected.

With a thought, Zhou Mu felt the Moyun Vine quickly merge into his skin, transforming into a faint dark red pattern that wrapped around his arm.

He could sense the state of the Moyun Vine and its simple and pure emotions, which could be extended from his body at any time to transform into armor or extend long vines to assist in battle.

Zhou Mu nodded in satisfaction. He got up from the battlefield, which had been reduced to ruins. Under the moonlight, everyone stared in disbelief at the scene.

Zhou Mu didn't explain, he just waved his hand.

"Continue collecting. Luo Feng, come with me."

Luo Feng was taken aback, then quickly followed.

The two walked one after the other toward the lake in the center of the island. Behind them, Zhou Pojun and the others looked at each other, but soon followed their family's instructions and continued to spread out to search for the spirits of plants and trees on the island.

The night breeze carried the salty smell of the sea and the fresh scent of plant sap.

Luo Feng followed behind Zhou Mu, his gaze occasionally sweeping over the dark red pattern on his master's arm. The terrifying plant that had previously covered the sky was now as docile as an ornament.

"Master, where are we going?" Luo Feng couldn't help but ask.

"Underground." Zhou Mu said without turning his head.

"Underground?"

Zhou Mu stopped and glanced back at him, a meaningful smile playing on his lips: "There's something good beneath this Fog Island. The Ancient Civilization Ruins No. 9 that you're going to enter at the end of the month belong to the same faction as what's below. But the difference is that Ancient Civilization Ruins No. 9 only selects those below the Planetary level, while this one is for Planetary level beings."

Luo Feng's pupils contracted slightly.

The same faction?

He recalled the various rumors surrounding Site No. 9...

"There was more than one powerful cosmic being who perished on Earth back then."

Zhou Mu continued walking forward, his voice calm and resonant, "The legacy they left behind is not limited to Site No. 9. Below us lies the most precious treasure on Earth."

A tremendous wave of emotion surged within Luo Feng.

A cosmic powerhouse?

It fell to Earth?

"Master, how do you know all this?"

Zhou Mu turned and glanced at him, her smile deepening.

"Because I am your master."

Luo Feng was taken aback, then gave a wry smile.

Asking about things your master doesn't want to talk about is pointless.

The two soon arrived at the lake. The lake was deep and dark, shimmering faintly in the moonlight, its bottom unseen.

Zhou Mu extended his mental power, manipulating the Thousand Mountain Blood Blade to form a drill, which he then leaped into the lake and began to drill into the ground.

Luo Feng took a deep breath and then jumped into the lake.