Starting with being handed over to the Imperial Concubine, building a family with a thousand-year hi

Such heaven-defying and bizarre methods are probably difficult even for the most outstanding disciples of the eight holy clans!

He simply couldn't imagine what kind of terrifying behind-the-scenes entity could have trained such a monstrous and irrational genius as Su Mu.

On the other side of the battlefield, Su Mu took in Dor's angry, frustrated, and powerless expression, and a sense of satisfaction welled up inside him.

Arrogance and bullying will always come at a price.

Just like the proverb he heard on Tianyuan Star, if a family is not well-educated and one is arrogant, others will take care of him when he enters the world.

This warm-up sparring has been enough.

Su Mu had already made a judgment in his mind: a mere early-stage Saint Realm cultivator with the first level of the Primordial Body could not pose the slightest threat to him now, and was no longer worth practicing against.

Since Dor had no further use, his demise was his only fate.

"That's all."

Su Mu spoke in a deep voice, and the Imperial Dao Breaking Universe Spear in his hand once again burst forth with dazzling golden light, carrying unparalleled power, and once again exploded towards Dor!

Sensing the impending deadly crisis, Dol forcibly suppressed the panic in his heart, gathered all distracting thoughts, and focused his mind to prepare for a full-scale defense.

But at that very moment, a heavy and terrifying gravity suddenly enveloped him from behind, binding his body tightly!

The intense impact coursed through his limbs and bones. A sweet taste rose in Dol's throat, a metallic, pungent sensation of blood churning wildly, which he forcefully swallowed. He endured the excruciating pain, swung his sword backhand, and the sharp, curved blade slashed fiercely into the void behind him!

With a muffled clang, the curved blade struck the hard, cold solid, the impact sending a shiver through his hand. Dol whirled around, and the instant he recognized the attacker, his eyes widened in utter astonishment and terror.

"You...you didn't die in the Source Channel?!"

What appeared behind him was the Apocalypse Puppet, who should have perished in the Origin Passage!

The puppet was heartless, emotionless, and speechless. Without Su Mu's command, it naturally would not respond to Dor's questioning.

Su Mu had already issued the final order.

The next second, the Apocalypse Puppet suddenly exerted force with its arms, tightly binding Dor's body. The force was fierce and domineering, completely freezing Dor's body and preventing him from moving at all, thus cutting off all escape routes and possibilities.

At the same time, the Void Refining Sword Formation was fully activated, and a barrage of violent sword energy poured down like rain, layer upon layer, continuously bombarding the trapped Dor!

Even though Dor possessed a Primordial Dao Body and had a powerful physical body, the Void Refining Sword Formation was based on four high-grade Saint-level treasures, making it incredibly powerful. The continuous sword energy still caused him excruciating pain and his muscles to crack.

Having been ambushed and severely injured by the Apocalypse Puppet, and now relentlessly crushed by the sword formation, Dor could no longer suppress his surging blood energy. He spat out a mouthful of scarlet blood, and his aura instantly weakened and plummeted.

Before he could break free of his restraints and regain his footing, Su Mu's deadly move had already descended from the sky!

"Heavenly Fall Returns to Sainthood - Slash!"

Now, Su Mu's physique has undergone multiple temperings, and his foundation is comparable to the fourth level of the Primordial Body. With the addition of pure imperial aura, the power of this Heavenly Meteor Returning to Saint Slash has increased several times, which is enough to threaten a peak Saint Realm expert!

A dazzling and domineering golden slash swept across the sky, carrying an unparalleled pressure capable of destroying everything, and crashed down!

The chilling chill of death instantly enveloped his body. Dol's eyes were filled with utter terror as he struggled frantically and screamed, "No! I refuse to accept this!!"

He desperately channeled all his spiritual power, trying to break free from the puppet's restraints. Even as the puppet's body cracked and showed countless fissures under his extreme resistance, it still clung tightly to his body without ever letting up.

In the end, Dor could only watch helplessly as the golden slash fell and struck him hard on the head, the immense destructive power instantly coursing through his entire body!

A deafening roar resounded as Dor's physical body was instantly crushed and disintegrated. Even the divine soul essence hidden within his body was completely annihilated and vanished without a trace under this fatal blow.

With the battle over, the Apocalypse Puppet was completely destroyed and reduced to scrap.

However, for Su Mu, who now possesses profound resources and holds many trump cards, a puppet that can barely contend with the early stage of the Saint Realm is already of little value.

To sacrifice a puppet to completely kill a narrow-minded and repeatedly provocative Saint Realm expert is a sure-fire way to make a profit.

In particular, the complete elimination of such a detestable scourge as Dor was a great relief to Su Mu.

The instant Dor died, Mu Bo's figure quietly appeared beside Su Mu, his attitude extremely respectful.

Su Mu tilted his head and asked calmly, "Uncle Mu, what is the situation of the people in the other rooms?"

As a puppet of the secret realm, Mu Bo was heartless and devoid of emotions. Even after witnessing Su Mu kill a Saint Realm expert with the cultivation of a Heavenly God Realm cultivator, he showed no surprise or astonishment. He simply fulfilled his duty as a subordinate, bowing and replying, "Reporting to Master, I have obeyed your orders. Apart from the people in the rooms of the mid-Saint Realm and late-God King Realm cultivators who are still alive, all the other challengers have been killed by puppets of the corresponding level."

At this point, the casualties among those involved were clear.

Dor died at the hands of Su Mu, and the Xiu Dun and Bu Chuan sisters perished in the puppet war. In the vast secret realm trial arena, only Qiao Lang survived intact, and Yu Sheng clung to life, half-dead.

Su Mu became curious and gestured to Mu Bo to bring up a real-time mirror of the room where Yu Sheng was located.

When the image unfolded and Su Mu saw the scene in the mirror, he was slightly taken aback. He couldn't see any trace of the once spirited and powerful Saint Realm expert who once dominated the Star Palace.

Within the mirror image, Yu Sheng was completely overwhelmed and toyed with by the puppet, utterly powerless to fight back, and in an extremely miserable situation.

Mu Bo spoke up at the right moment to explain: "The one fighting Yu Sheng was a puppet at the peak of the Saint Realm of the Secret Realm. The difference in level was too great, so he was naturally powerless to resist. I followed my master's orders and did not kill him directly, but deliberately suppressed his combat power, wearing him down and tormenting him at will."

The entire battle had long since ceased to be a trial and slaughter, but rather a one-sided torture and torment.

In the scene, Yu Sheng is sometimes punched by a puppet and sent flying thousands of feet into the air. As he falls, his feet are grabbed by his bare hands and he is slammed hard into the ground, causing dust to explode and the earth to tremble.

The puppet attacked without restraint or regard for the force of its blows. Every punch and palm strike was a heavy blow, leaving Yu Sheng's once handsome face swollen, deformed, and wretched, resembling a pig's head. His bones and muscles were damaged inch by inch, and he was covered in blood, looking utterly miserable.

Seeing that Yu Sheng was exhausted and had lost all his vigor, Su Mu spoke calmly and gestured to Mu Bo to teleport him there.

An invisible spatial fluctuation flashed by, and Su Mu instantly teleported to the late-stage God King trial room, standing steadily in front of Yu Sheng.

The Saint Realm Peak puppet that had been attacking recklessly suddenly stopped, bowed its head, and respectfully greeted its master: "Greetings, Master."

Yu Sheng, who was curled up on the ground with his head in his hands, taking a beating in a sorry state, suddenly looked up when he heard the sound.

Seeing this Saint Realm peak puppet with overwhelming combat power, which crushed him, actually bowing down to Su Mu and respectfully bowing, his swollen and deformed face was filled with extreme shock. His pupils contracted violently, and his expression was far more comical and astonished than that of Dor back then.

"Owner?"

Yu Sheng opened his mouth in a daze, his voice dry and trembling, filled with astonishment and doubt: "Su Mu, what exactly is your identity...?"

Before he could finish speaking and ask the rest of his question, the Saint Realm Peak puppet beside him suddenly raised his hand and threw a punch from a distance. The powerful wind blew, and it slammed him to the ground again.

This was not the puppet's own doing, but rather Mu Bo's timely message and order from the shadows, deliberately suppressing Yu Sheng's arrogance and wearing down his last bit of pride.

After being repeatedly crushed and tormented, and then severely injured again, Yu Sheng completely lost all his pride. After struggling to get up, he dared not make any further moves and knelt down on both knees, respectfully prostrating himself on the ground.

Although he harbored countless doubts and was filled with shock, he had already accepted reality and dared not ask any questions rashly. He simply knelt quietly, awaiting Su Mu's judgment.

A deathly silence enveloped the entire room. After a long while, Su Mu's calm voice slowly rang out: "Do you hate me?"

Yu Sheng's body trembled slightly. Even in the face of such a gentle and indifferent tone, he was still filled with fear and his whole body tensed up.

After a few breaths, he took a deep breath, suppressed all his emotions, and slowly shook his head. His voice was hoarse but clear: "In the cultivation of the world, there is no absolute love, hate, right or wrong. People die for wealth, birds die for food. All cultivators in the heavens are busy seeking opportunities for the Great Dao and their own future paths. They act according to their own hearts. No one can ever determine who is right and who is wrong."

Upon hearing this, Su Mu sighed softly in his heart.