Mythical Three Kingdoms: Martial Arts Reach Divine Ranks, I Alone Rule the World

It should be able to withstand it.

Liu Bei survived a calamity and turned danger into safety, while Lü Bu nearly lost his life fighting in a frenzy. There's no reason why they shouldn't become stronger.

Suppressing this thought, Zhang Mu created a spatial rift in front of Zhang Fei.

"I don't know where your sworn brother Guan Yu is now."

"But what about your elder brother, Liu Bei?"

Zhang Mu looked towards the spatial rift and chuckled, "That's where Liu Bei is!"

"hehe!"

"Perhaps after you meet Liu Bei, you might just attract Guan Yu's attention!"

As he said this, Zhang Mu couldn't help but sigh at the "good fortune" of this generation's leader. If he hadn't been there today, who would have thought that Liu Bei, Guan Yu, and Zhang Fei would one day join the Yellow Turban Rebellion by chance?

"Attracting...is it really that mysterious?"

Zhang Fei looked at Zhang Mu with a question mark on his face, feeling that what Zhang Mu said was somewhat unreliable.

Zhang Mu smiled without saying a word. After attaching a wisp of his consciousness to the scroll in Zhang Fei's hand, he left the Zhang residence directly.

Seeing Zhang Mu disappear, Zhang Fei, who had experienced a series of unbelievable events, was already used to it. After summoning the steward of the mansion and giving him some instructions, he took a deep breath and stepped into the spatial rift that Zhang Mu had opened for him.

In the days that followed, Zhang Mu lived a rare period of peace.

Every day, he would either instruct Zhang Liao on martial arts training or discipline the still-growing young Zhuge Liang.

As for the many affairs of the governor's mansion, he rarely got involved because of the help of Guo Jia and Xi Zhicai.

During this time, Zhang Mu did not forget to keep an eye on the developments in Luodu.

Interestingly...

Even without Liu Bei, who possessed great fortune, Emperor Liu Hong of the Han Dynasty was ultimately saved through a method of seizing fortune and prolonging life.

The person who replaced Liu Bei and had his fortune stolen was someone who was both unexpected and expected by Zhang Mu.

Liu Yan!

It is said that the person who was proficient in Yin-Yang magic and found by the Ten Attendants stood at the highest point of Luodu and saw the purple aura of the emperor in Shuchuan. The purple aura was faintly related to Liu Yan, who was then the Minister of the Imperial Clan.

Then, Liu Yan was summoned to the palace, and by the time Zhang Mu heard news of Liu Yan again, he was already dead.

Of course, Liu Yan did not die in vain.

In return, Emperor Liu Hong, who had survived the life-threatening crisis, also bestowed titles and honors upon Liu Yan's sons. Liu Dan, Liu Fan, Liu Mao, and Liu Zhang, all sons of Liu Yan, were granted the positions of prefect or military officer.

But regardless of the official rank...

Zhang Mu felt that as Liu Yan's sons, they would probably never have the chance to enter Sichuan in their lifetime.

After all, given his imperial nature, Emperor Liu Hong would never allow his brothers to have any connection with Shuchuan, the place where the emperor's purple aura resides.

If an emperor were to emerge from the land of Shu, what would Liu Hong be then?

"This world is truly becoming more and more chaotic!"

"Let's make a mess of this!"

"Let's make a mess of it!"

"Is the sky going to fall down?"

After gazing at the heavens and sighing, Zhang Mu unusually chose to stay indoors, immersing himself entirely in the chaotic world within his body and focusing on improving his strength.

as well as……

The exploration of that drop of black blood, suspected to be the blood of immortality.

……

Two and a half months later.

Changshan, Phoenix Perching Mountain.

A figure hovered silently above the mountainside villa, observing with interest Lu Bu, who was pointing at Zhang Ren, Zhang Xiu, and Zhao Yun with one hand while holding a halberd in the open space.

"It seems that he has recovered quite well during the two months he was in seclusion. He is already able to give low-intensity training and guidance to Zilong and the other two."

As he said this, Zhang Mu's gaze remained fixed on Lü Bu's heart.

He could sense that there was a bloodline energy connected to him within Lü Bu's body. This bloodline energy was not only sustaining Lü Bu's life force, but it also seemed to have undergone some kind of mutation.

This reminded Zhang Mu of a dream he once had.

The self in that dream seemed to be born with a demonic heart, filled with an aura of killing and destruction, and was not like herself at all.

"so……"

Will that dream reside in the true self that is about to return to me?

Zhang Mu muttered something to himself, his tone somewhat uncertain.

no way.

Besides the variable of "Heart That Has Not Returned," he also has a drop of black blood, which is suspected to be the blood of immortality, stored in his inner world.

"Um?"

Lu Bu, who was fighting Zhang Ren, Zhang Xiu, and Zhao Yun in the open space, suddenly looked up at the sky as if sensing something.

next moment.

Looking at Zhang Mu, who was not hiding his figure in the sky, his pupils contracted slightly.

"Have you gotten stronger again?"

"You were standing so close, and Bu didn't even notice you were coming!"

Lu Bu's sudden withdrawal immediately drew the attention of Zhang Ren, Zhang Xiu, and Zhao Yun, who were preparing to launch an attack.

"Brother Zhang!"

"Brother Zhang!"

Zhao Yun and Zhang Xiu both spoke, their eyes revealing their joy at seeing Zhang Mu again.

Only Zhang Ren, the eldest disciple, remained silent, his eyes revealing the same indifference as Lü Bu's.

He had thought that his trip to Luodu after Zhang Mu left, and his advancement to the Martial Prime Realm, would help him close the gap with Zhang Mu, who was his peer, but...

Even with Zhang Ren's usually calm and collected demeanor, a bitter smile appeared on his face at this moment.

Without it.

At this moment, he couldn't see through Zhang Mu's level of cultivation at all!

It could even be said that the pressure Zhang Mu is putting on him now is even more intense than when he is facing his master, Tong Yuan.

"Good lad!"

Just as Zhang Ren was questioning his life, Tong Yuan's voice rang out behind him.

"You've entered the realm of royalty?!"