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Su Mu possesses two supreme imperial treasures, the Imperial Crown and the Imperial Embroidered Dragon Robe, making his speed of absorbing the imperial energy of heaven and earth unparalleled among his peers. During this period, he continuously consumed the Qian Yuan Divine Cloud Pill, and his divine embryo's foundation had already been fully accumulated. In addition, his own dark gold Dao fire tempered his soul and divine embryo day and night, making his cultivation speed far beyond that of cultivators outside the realm.

He returned to the secret chamber of the library and secluded himself, taking out the Source Spirit Awakening Pill and swallowing it directly. His Imperial Divine Embryo foundation was too profound, and the medicinal power of one pill was far from enough. Over two days, Su Mu swallowed four Source Spirit Awakening Pills in succession.

Boom—

Within the Qi Sea, divine light shone brightly, and the Imperial Divine Embryo completely completed its ultimate transformation, with a three-zhang-tall Imperial Divine Spirit appearing out of thin air!

The deity looked exactly like Su Mu, wearing a royal robe made of condensed energy, covered with dense patterns of the four great Dao divine runes, bathed in dark golden Dao fire, exuding a vast imperial might, with a calm and dignified expression, and every move he made carried an aura of dominance that suppressed all directions.

Having cultivated to the level of an Imperial God, Su Mu was finally able to fully activate all low-grade divine treasures.

He thought to himself, "I have already denied possessing Moen's relics in front of the two of them. Unless it is a matter of life and death, I must not use Moen's divine treasures in public to avoid directly escalating the conflict and completely tearing off the mask of civility."

At this point, Su Mu had completely and perfectly completed the four core foundations of the true gods: Divine Appearance, Divine Body, Dao Fire, and Divine Spirit.

Aside from not having condensed his Dao Soul and having a slightly lower soul cultivation level than a mid-stage True God, his Imperial Dao Divine Spirit, Imperial Dao Overlord Body, and Dark Gold Dao Fire all completely overwhelm ordinary mid-stage True God experts.

Even without using the Divine Golden Puppet as a trump card, he would be fully capable of fighting against Tulaer and Song Qingmei head-on.

Over the next three days, Su Mu devoted himself to adapting to the power boost brought by the Imperial God and thoroughly stabilizing his cultivation.

On the morning of September 10th, after feeding his spirit pet Jinzi, Su Mu flew out of the palace alone.

At the same moment, two streaks of light burst forth from the Imperial City Restaurant, revealing Song Qingmei and Tulaer, who had been waiting for many days.

"We can head to the Black Mist region now," Su Mu said calmly, looking at the two of them.

Without another word, the three transformed into three long rainbows and sped westward, instantly flying out of the Great Qian Empire's territory and stepping into the vast mountain range completely shrouded in black mist.

As soon as they entered the area of ​​the black mist, the dense black mist began to encroach upon them, and the low-level monsters hidden within the black mist immediately roared and pounced.

Song Qingmei and Tulaer simultaneously activated their own primordial divine fire, the blazing divine light illuminating the surrounding black mist. Ordinary quasi-god level monsters could be wiped out by the two of them with a flick of their fingers, without any effort.

Su Mu was always surrounded by a layer of dark golden Dao fire. The Dao fire burned the black mist and purified the strange energy. Without him having to make a move, the strange races that rushed at him would be reduced to ashes on their own.

He deliberately released Dao Fire throughout the process, not to kill the weak Gui Clan, but to be constantly wary of the two Star Palace cultivators beside him who harbored ulterior motives, and to guard against their sneak attacks.

Ninety percent of the land and the entire ocean of Tianyuan Star were covered by black mist, making the search area incredibly vast. The black mist could suppress divine sense, and Su Mu's divine sense could only probe within a thousand feet around him.

Meanwhile, Song Qingmei and Tulaer had already condensed their Dao Souls, and their divine sense far surpassed that of Su Mu. They could still explore a radius of ten thousand feet within the black mist.

The three continued their search patiently.

One day, three days, ten days...

The group searched the entire continent but still couldn't find the Demon Leader at the heart of the Black Mist. They didn't split up; the Star Palace had always avoided splitting up when exterminating the Demon Clan. The Black Mist was fraught with danger, and sticking together was the only way to support each other.

Finding nothing on land, the three flew into the vast ocean to continue their search amidst the black fog.

Having participated in the Star Sea Ghost Clan War for many years, the two knew that finding the Ghost Leader would take a long time, so they remained patient and showed no impatience.

September has come to an end and October has arrived in the blink of an eye.

After twenty days of continuous searching, the three finally located the core of the black mist, the Demon Commander, on a deserted island in the deep sea!

In the center of the isolated island, a black ape, ten feet tall, stood in place. Its entire body was covered in thick, jet-black armor. It held a giant iron fork, its body was thick and fierce, its body covered in thick, messy black fur, and its cheeks protruded with sharp, curved fangs. Its eyes were blood red, and rolling black mist continuously surged from its body, creating an extremely terrifying sense of oppression.

Besides the Ghost Commander, several other quasi-god level ghost race members were also entrenched around the isolated island. All of them possessed physical bodies and exuded a fierce and violent aura, staring intently at the three intruders.

"Finally found it! Slay the Demon Commander!"

As soon as Song Qingmei finished speaking, her figure instantly shot out, wielding a low-grade divine sword and rushing straight at the Black Ape Demon Commander.

Tula followed closely behind, wielding a low-grade divine-level spiked club, divine fire sweeping in all directions, launching a pincer attack on the Demon Commander.

Both were mid-stage True Gods, having condensed their Dao Souls. Unaffected by the suppression of the planet's heaven and earth, their divine power surged to its fullest extent, their protective divine light illuminating the black mist, and their divine treasures unleashed their full power, bringing their combat strength to its peak.

Unwilling to compete for credit and arouse suspicion, Su Mu sidestepped the main battlefield and single-handedly cleared out the surrounding quasi-god level monster race soldiers.

The moment the battle broke out, Su Mu's eyes narrowed slightly as he clearly saw that a phantom Dao Soul flew out from between the brows of Song Qingmei and Tulaer, hovering high above their heads and enhancing their combat power!

Two illusory Dao Souls hovered high in the sky, their divine radiance spreading across the entire isolated island. Even with the Dao Souls fully enhancing their combat power, Tulaer and Song Qingmei were still struggling to fight.

The two men were tense, launching a continuous barrage of attacks, but they were unable to quickly suppress the black ape leader in front of them. This confrontation was far more difficult than they had anticipated.

Su Mu stood on the side of the battlefield, observing coldly, and instantly understood the essential difference between the Divine Appearance and the Dao Soul.

The appearance of the Dao Soul is no different from the cultivator's own martial appearance or divine appearance. Tula'er's divine appearance was originally a ferocious dragon shape. At this moment, the Dao Soul above his head is a black winged dragon with outstretched wings and angry eyes. Song Qingmei's divine appearance is an ice phoenix, and the Dao Soul above her head is also an ice phoenix phantom covered with frost and with wings wrapped in wind and snow.

They may look alike, but their cores are completely different.

A divine form only needs to bear the essence of a great Dao to take shape. The essence of the Dao is merely touching the surface of the Great Dao and having a superficial understanding. However, a Dao soul must thoroughly comprehend its own main Dao, condense a complete original Great Dao, and completely merge with the rules of the universe. The pressure of the Dao essence and the degree of harmony with the universe completely overwhelm the divine form.

At this thought, Su Mu recalled the cruel cultivation rules of the True God Realm from Moen's memories, and sighed inwardly.

Comprehending the superficial meaning of the Dao requires only a bit of luck and comprehension, which most Martial Emperors can easily achieve; however, comprehending the complete Great Dao and forging the Dao Soul is an insurmountable barrier that has trapped countless True God cultivators.

The person before me, Tula, had already entered the early stage of the True God Realm ten thousand years ago. Ten thousand years have passed, and he is still stuck in the middle stage of the True God Realm and cannot advance any further. The root cause is that it is extremely difficult to comprehend the Dao.

He has spent most of his ten thousand years comprehending the Great Dao and refining his Dao Soul, yet his progress remains slow.

Looking across the entire star sea, more than 90% of early-stage True God cultivators are unable to condense their Dao Soul in their entire lives, remaining stuck at the early stage until their lifespan is exhausted and they return to dust.