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

"Are you worthy?!"

A roar reverberated through the sky above the Wang Family Manor. Before the echo had even faded, Zhou Mu's figure, suspended in mid-air, transformed into a streak of black lightning and rushed straight towards Tuoba Wu!

The dark-colored outfit formed by the Black God Set fluttered in the wind, and the Chasing Blade in his right hand was covered with dark silver light, the tip of the spear was as dazzling as a cold star, and the killing intent around him was almost tangible!

Tuoba Wu's face instantly turned ashen, his arrogance completely replaced by overwhelming rage. He gripped the black battle blade tightly, and the pressure of a second-level planetary-level being swept over him like a tidal wave, locking onto Zhou Mu.

"Zhou Mu, you've wasted decades at the God of War level, and now that you've managed to break through, you dare to be so arrogant!"

The blade's light surged, transforming into a streak of black light that cleaved straight at Zhou Mu!

Zhou Mu's eyes flashed with cold light, and he spun around, narrowly avoiding the attack.

The blade grazed his body and struck the artificial hill in the Wang family manor below. With a deafening roar, the several-meter-high artificial hill was cleaved in two, sending fragments of rock flying.

Although he was not injured, he already understood that, in terms of pure martial arts strength, his Force, which had not yet broken through to the planetary level, was indeed no match for Tuoba Wu.

However, he is more than just a martial artist.

Zhou Mu took a deep breath, and his aura suddenly changed!

A deep purple light burst forth.

Lightning Realm, open!

The light spread out instantly from him, covering an area of ​​several hundred meters.

Within the domain, lightning danced, the air solidified, and everything seemed to sink into an invisible quagmire.

Tuoba Wu felt his body suddenly sink, as if an invisible hand was pressing down on him, and even the operation of his genetic energy was slowed down.

His pupils contracted slightly, and an expression of disbelief appeared on his face.

"This is... a domain?"

He had read about domains in ancient texts discovered in ancient ruins. These were legendary powers, abilities that could only be comprehended after mastering a certain martial art to its fullest extent and then breaking through to the next level.

As far as he knew, the only territory on Earth possessed by First Speaker Hong was the territory of the First Council!

This old guy in front of me, who had been stuck at the bottleneck of the God of War for decades, actually awakened his domain as soon as he broke through?!

"impossible!"

Tuoba Wu roared, his primal energy surging wildly as he tried to forcefully break free from the domain's suppression.

Zhou Mu gave him no chance to catch his breath, and the Chasing Spear in his hand was already at Tuoba Wu's chest.

The spear flashed like lightning, its tip piercing straight for his heart!

Tuoba Wu hastily parried with his sword, but under the suppression of the domain, his movements were much slower.

clang!

The spear tip struck the blade, and a tremendous force was transmitted, causing Tuoba Wu's tiger's mouth to crack and the black battle blade to almost slip from his hand!

He was sent flying backward, crashing into the wall of the Wang family manor with a deafening roar, leaving a huge dent in the alloy wall.

Tuoba Wu struggled to his feet from the ruins, blood trickling from the corner of his mouth, his eyes filled with disbelief. He felt as if his primal energy was frozen, unable to unleash even 30% of his full strength.

Zhou Mu hovered in mid-air, looking down at him with a gaze as cold as frost.

He raised his right hand, and the twelve blades of the Thousand Mountains Blood Blade transformed into twelve streams of blood-red light, swirling around him.

"Is this the true power of the domain?"

A sense of despair welled up in Tuoba Wu's heart.

Zhou Mu took a step forward, and the suppressive power of the lightning domain increased once again!

Tuoba Wu trembled violently, his face turning deathly pale.

He finally understood that the man in front of him was someone he could not contend with, even though he was only at the first level of the planetary realm, and even though his domain had just been awakened, the power that came from a higher level was enough to bridge the gap between their realms!

escape!

The thought flashed through Tuoba Wu's mind, and he turned to flee into the distance.

A hint of mockery flashed in Zhou Mu's eyes.

"Trying to run away?"

With a wave of his right hand, twelve Thousand Mountain Blood Blade blades flew out simultaneously, combining in the air to form a giant sword, the Thousand Mountain Heavy Blade!

The heavy sword descended into the air, its speed exceeding ten times the speed of sound thanks to the enhancement of the lightning domain, carrying terrifying kinetic energy as it slashed towards Tuoba Wu!

Tuoba Wu tried his best to dodge, but under the suppression of the domain, his movements were more than a beat slower. He could only watch helplessly as the crimson greatsword with its hilt rapidly enlarged in his eyes, and finally—

boom!!!

The giant sword struck the open ground in front of him, blasting open a crater tens of meters wide.

Tuoba Wu was thrown back by the shockwave and crashed heavily into the ruins, spitting out blood.

He struggled to get up again, only to find Zhou Mu already standing in front of him.

The spear of the calamity was pressed against his throat.

The spear tip was chillingly cold, and drops of crimson blood dripped down his chin.

Tuoba Wu trembled all over, the shadow of death completely enveloping him.

He looked at the white-haired man before him, his eyes cold and devoid of any pity, and finally realized that he might really die here today.

"Zhou Mu..."

His voice was hoarse, his eyes filled with resentment. "You killed me, and the War God Palace will not let you get away with it. The ironclad rule of the five of us, made jointly, is not a joke!"

Zhou Mu smiled.

That smile was devoid of any warmth.

"Tuoba Wu, you accepted bribes from the Wang family and, under the guise of mediation, sided with the murderer, attempting to prevent my Zhou family from taking revenge."

The spear tip moved forward another half inch, and even more blood gushed out.

"Have you ever considered the seventy-nine lives lost by my Zhou family?"

Tuoba Wu trembled, unable to speak.

"You consider yourself a councilor of the War God Palace, thinking yourself superior, but did you ever imagine this day would come?"

The spear tip went in another half inch and touched the throat bone.

Tuoba Wu finally broke down.

"Zhou Mu! You...you can't kill me! I'm a planetary-level warrior! I'm humanity's top combat force! If you kill me, the monsters will have an opportunity to take advantage! You're betraying humanity!"

Zhou Mu looked at him, her gaze calm as still water.

"Tuoba Wu, listen to me carefully—"

He leaned down, his voice as cold as frost.

"Why should I explain my actions to others?"

"As for human combat capabilities—"

He paused, a mocking smile playing on his lips.

"A martial artist like you, who is corrupt, lawless, and aids and abets evil, is the greatest scourge to humanity if left alive."

The spear tip suddenly pierced through!

puff!

Blood splattered, and Tuoba Wu's struggle came to an abrupt end.

[Slayed a second-tier planetary-level martial artist, plundering 873 years of remaining lifespan]

Zhou Mu sheathed his spear and stood with his hands behind his back.

His white hair fluttered gently in the wind, and the lightning around him slowly receded, but the invisible sense of oppression still enveloped the entire area.

Below, in the open space of the Wang Family Manor, the martial artists who had gathered to watch had already caused an uproar.

"Dead...dead?!"

"Lord Tuoba Wu was killed by him?!"

"That was a planetary-level second-tier senator! And he's just dead?!"

Amidst countless exclamations of shock, the Zhou family's martial artists clenched their fists in excitement and cheered softly.

"Dad! Well done!"

Zhou Pojun's tense body completely relaxed, and he embraced Mo Yan beside him. They didn't care about the War God Palace or the consequences; they only knew that their father had avenged the Zhou family!

Among the crowd, the martial artists who had once served the Wang family were ashen-faced and trembling. Looking at the figure hovering in mid-air, they had only one thought in their minds—it's all over, completely over.