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"Chase!" he shouted.

Everyone leaped up and gave chase with all their might.

We absolutely cannot let those three orbs of light escape!

Just then, Su Mu, who had been lurking at the edge of the pit unnoticed, made his move!

With a flick of his finger, the Binding Spirit Rope shot out like a serpent from its hole, instantly binding tightly the ball of light closest to the pit's edge. The ball of light trembled incessantly, its light flickering as if desperately trying to break free from this invisible shackle.

At the same time, the other two orbs of light suddenly accelerated, transforming into two streams of light that shot into the sky and sped toward the dense forest outside Wild Wolf Ridge.

Upon seeing this, the people at the bottom of the pit went mad. One by one, figures shot out of the deep pit. Some chased after the ball of light in the air, while others locked their eyes on Su Mu, who was holding the ball of light. With such a treasure in front of them, no one was willing to watch their hard-won opportunity be snatched away.

Su Mu was prepared. He gripped one end of the Spirit-Binding Rope tightly in his hand, while the other end was firmly wrapped around the orb of light. His Wind Leopard Boots flashed with spiritual light, and he moved like a ghost, covering several feet in an instant, instantly creating distance between himself and the others. He wasn't greedy; obtaining just one item was enough for him. Right now, his most important task was to escape this dangerous place as quickly as possible before slowly studying the treasures within the orb of light.

Moreover, the silver puppet in the distance had received his divine command and was slowly moving to secretly hold off the pursuers. If there were any tough opponents blocking the way, the puppet would naturally lend a hand.

Su Mu never takes unnecessary risks. He came to Wild Wolf Ridge to witness the methods of ancient powerful beings and to seek opportunities along the way, not to fight to the death. If things went wrong, he could even immediately abandon the light sphere and retreat unscathed using his movement techniques—however, there was no reason to easily let go of a treasure he had obtained.

Before he could even fly out of the Wild Wolf Ridge area, several figures suddenly blocked his way. The leader was a grandmaster-level expert dressed in a blue robe, from a small sect affiliated with the Duanmu family. "Boy, surrender and hand over the light orb, and I'll spare your life!" The expert in blue robes was arrogant, his true energy surging around him, clearly not taking Su Mu seriously.

Su Mu did not stop walking. His figure suddenly blurred, turning into several afterimages, easily avoiding the opponent's interception, without even having time to glance at him.

"Such speed!" The expert in green robes was shocked. Looking at the afterimage left by Su Mu, his face was full of disbelief. He wanted to chase after him again, but Su Mu had already disappeared.

At this moment, the two orbs of light in the sky were still fleeing at high speed. Seeing this, the crowd stopped pursuing Su Mu and turned around to engage in a frantic struggle around the two orbs. They tried to forcibly break through the protective shield on the outer layer of the orbs, but all attempts ended in failure—the shield was left behind by an ancient powerful being. Although it had no offensive power, its defensive power was ridiculously strong, and ordinary grandmasters could not budge it even slightly.

Unable to seize the treasure, resentment began to fester among the group. They belonged to different factions and were not related by blood or marriage. Now that the opportunity was right in front of them but they could not reach it, they simply vented their anger on their competitors.

"Kill! Eliminate them, and the treasure will be ours!" Someone shouted, taking the lead and striking a martial artist beside him with a palm.

A fierce battle is about to break out!

Countless figures intertwined in the void, their multicolored true energy flashing continuously. Huge palm prints, fierce fist winds, the spiritual light of Xuan-rank magic weapons, and sharp blade and sword shadows clashed and collided in the night, their roars soaring into the sky and causing the surrounding rocks to tumble down.

The silver puppet was also caught up in the chaos. Remembering Su Mu's instructions, it avoided direct confrontation with Grandmaster-level experts, instead hovering at the edge of the battle, using its powerful body to withstand sporadic attacks while secretly observing the situation and looking for an opportunity to support Su Mu. No one knew that this seemingly ordinary puppet was actually an ancient creation containing the power of a Grandmaster.

Everyone knew that the protective shield of the light sphere couldn't last forever; its power would inevitably weaken over time. As long as they persevered to the end, there would always be a chance to seize the treasure. But the more this was the case, the more fierce the battle became. Everyone fought with all their might, just to eliminate more competitors and secure a sliver of hope for their own survival.

On the other side, relying on the speed of his Wind Leopard Boots, Su Mu rushed out of the core area of ​​Wild Wolf Ridge in just a dozen breaths and arrived at a secluded valley. He was just about to find a hidden place to stop and study how to untie the Spirit Binding Rope and retrieve the treasure from the light sphere when he caught a glimpse of a group of men dressed in black tight-fitting clothes walking quickly from the entrance of the valley. Each of them had a steady aura and sharp eyes like an eagle.

"The aura of a Grandmaster!" Su Mu's heart skipped a beat, and his divine sense spread out instantly, clearly sensing that there were nine people in this group. One of them had a powerful and majestic aura, and was clearly a Grandmaster-level expert. The other eight were all at least at the early stage of the Grandmaster realm, and their strength should not be underestimated.

Clearly, they did not appear here by chance, but rather they came on purpose—they did not notice Su Mu's true strength, their eyes were fixed on the ball of light bound in his hand, their eyes filled with greed.

The nine people quickly deployed into formation, semi-encircling Su Mu and blocking his retreat. They then slowly closed in, forming an impenetrable circle that trapped Su Mu in the center. The black-clad man at the head of the group was expressionless, with icy eyes; he was none other than Mori no Ryuta, the Grandmaster of the Japanese Imperial Family.

"Surrender and hand over the treasure in your hands, and I will give you a quick death." Mori no Ryuta's voice was hoarse with arrogance, and his tone was full of disdain. In his opinion, Su Mu was just a lucky junior. No matter how fast his movements were, he could never be a match for a grandmaster like himself.

"This is too unreliable!" Forced into a corner, Su Mu shook his head helplessly, tightening the Spirit Binding Rope in his hand to protect the orb of light behind him. He had intended to settle things peacefully, but he hadn't expected to be caught up. Since there was no way to avoid it, he had no choice but to fight.

call!

Su Mu raised his left hand, and the Four Extremes Golden Thunder Sword flew out, transforming into four golden beams that shot out from four directions, instantly surrounding the nine Japanese experts. Immediately afterward, a terrifying power of thunder surged wildly in this space, growing stronger and stronger, the air filled with the pungent smell of burning lightning, and even the surrounding air became distorted.

Before Mori no Ryuta could react, Su Mu grabbed the Golden Rainbow Sword with his right hand, and his innate essence fire suddenly ignited. A golden light, wrapped in raging golden flames, struck down at Mori no Ryuta like a golden lightning bolt that ripped through the night sky! Within the golden flames, the shadow of a dragon could be faintly seen, and its aura was domineering and far surpassed the attacks of ordinary Grandmasters.

Ryuta Morikami's expression changed slightly. Not daring to be careless, he suddenly dodged the attack with incredible speed. He was secretly surprised—the power of this junior's attack far exceeded his expectations!