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At this moment, Su Mu was engulfed in blazing golden flames, within which a ferocious dragon-shaped phantom could be vaguely seen coiling and swirling, exuding an unparalleled domineering dragon might; the wind leopard boots on his feet shimmered with spiritual light, further enhancing his speed and combat power, making him appear like a war god descended to earth, with an awe-inspiring presence.

Amidst the countless sharp sword beams unleashed by the Four Directions Sword Prison Formation, Su Mu moved with lightning speed. Each step he took left a long, golden afterimage in the void, making him difficult to track. He was like a messenger of death; wherever he went, Japanese grandmasters fell in response—every attack was precise and ruthless, targeting vital points, and almost no one could force him to strike a second time.

Even though several of the Japanese Grandmasters wore high-grade protective robes and magic artifacts in an attempt to withstand Su Mu's attacks, they were still no match for his offensive, which contained the power of innate essence fire and dragon flames. Their robes shattered, their magic artifacts were destroyed, and their physical bodies and primordial spirits were completely annihilated by Su Mu's sword energy.

It should be noted that Su Mu's strength has already surpassed that of a typical early-stage Grandmaster, even without the support of the Four Directions Sword Formation. Dealing with these ordinary Grandmaster-level Japanese experts is simply a matter of overwhelming them.

In just ten seconds, all eight Japanese masters who had accompanied Mori no Ryuta perished, none managing to escape. Blood stained the ground beneath their feet, shattered magical artifacts and mangled corpses littered the ground—a scene of utter horrific carnage.

Meanwhile, Ryuta Mori was still bound tightly to the spot by countless golden vines, unable to move. Through the tiny gaps between his protective aura and the golden vines, he watched helplessly as his men died one by one, his heart overwhelmed by endless despair and fear, his whole body trembling slightly.

He had come to the Great Qian Empire with an extremely important mission—whether the Japanese could successfully land on the Great Qian territory and gain a foothold in this land depended entirely on him and these eight Japanese experts maneuvering and creating opportunities. In his view, even if the mission ultimately failed, with his Grandmaster strength, he would be able to escape unscathed and would never die in this foreign land.

After all, with the Divine Judgment and the Duanmu family joining forces to restrain the Xiao royal family, and the Xiao royal family also having to deal with the crisis on the border, it was simply impossible for them to spare too many strong warriors to deal with them. But he never expected that he had just stepped into the heart of the Great Qian Empire, and before he could even begin to implement his plans, he would be wiped out by Su Mu, ending up with his entire army destroyed!

"The Divine Judgment and the Duanmu family are a bunch of useless trash! Such a powerful enemy, and they didn't even warn us beforehand!" Morikami Ryuta roared inwardly, filled with resentment and bitterness. "It's over, everything is over!"

He desperately circulated the last of his inner energy, attempting to activate an escape technique, but the golden vines surrounding him acted like an impenetrable wall, suppressing his energy and preventing him from showing even the slightest sign of escape. Now, his only hope was that a powerful figure from another force would notice this place and come to his rescue.

But reality is cruel—at this moment, the two orbs of treasure light above Wild Wolf Ridge are radiating dazzling light, attracting the attention of all the powerful figures. No one will notice what is happening in this remote corner; even if a few people happen to catch a glimpse, they will only stand by and watch. After all, Mori no Ryuta is a Japanese expert, and they are not related to him. No one is willing to offend the powerful Su Mu for the sake of a grandmaster from another race.

Moreover, the sword energy released by the surrounding sword prison array is sharp and terrifying. If one is not careful, one will be affected by the sword energy, which would be a great loss.

After eliminating eight Japanese Grandmasters, Su Mu did not stop. He raised his hand, and the four Golden Thunder Swords instantly flew back to his hand. Under his divine sense, the four swords merged together, transforming into a single golden sword containing immense thunderous power—this merged sword had reached the peak of the Profound Rank, its power increasing several times over.

Su Mu gripped the Four Extremes Golden Thunder Sword tightly, his aura surging once more. With a single step, he shot forward like an arrow, charging towards Mori Kami Ryuta, who was bound by vines. At this moment, Mori Kami Ryuta was like a lamb to the slaughter, with no room to dodge. His only option was to withstand Su Mu's fatal blow head-on.

But he knew in his heart that in his current state, there was no way he could withstand the full force of a peak-level Xuan-rank longsword—absolutely not! He didn't want to die!

Su Mu's gaze was icy, and the Four Extremes Golden Thunder Sword in his hand was precisely aimed at Mori no Ryuta's head. Without any unnecessary words, the longsword, wrapped in boundless thunderous power and golden flames, pierced out with a thunderous roar, so fast that it left only a golden afterimage.

In a flash, the Four Extremes Golden Thunder Sword, imbued with world-destroying power, pierced straight through Morikami Ryuta's head. Immediately afterward, a terrifying and sharp sword aura erupted from the blade, instantly shattering Morikami Ryuta's head, causing it to explode with a deafening roar, splattering blood and brain matter everywhere.

At the same time, Su Mu's mind stirred, and he used the Soul-Seizing Technique. An invisible spiritual force swept out and instantly invaded Mori no Ryuta's remaining primordial spirit, shattering it completely. Thus, this Japanese Grandmaster, along with the eight Grandmaster experts he brought, were all killed without exception, their fate exactly the same as that of Duanmu Ping before him.

After killing Mori no Ryuta, Su Mu did not leave immediately. Instead, he remained where he was, calmly collecting his spoils. These nine Japanese experts were all powerful members of their clan, each wielding a Xuan-grade magic weapon. Although the quality of these magic weapons was no longer of much use to Su Mu, it was best to leave them for his adopted sons.

Moreover, since they often carry out such dangerous missions abroad, they must carry a lot of pills to treat injuries and replenish their true energy. These pills are all carefully made by the Japanese and are of excellent quality, making them extremely precious treasures.

More importantly, the Sword Prison Formation still exists, and there are no potential threats around. He has enough time to clean up the mess and doesn't need to worry about being ambushed.

After collecting all the spoils, Su Mu gripped the Spirit-Binding Rope in his hand, looked at the bound orb of light, and a satisfied smile appeared on his lips: "At least the effort wasn't in vain!" With that, he took the orb of light and turned to leave this place of trouble.

However, there was still one thing that puzzled Su Mu—before he broke through to the Grandmaster realm, he could only store the items given by the system into his own storage space and could not store things from the outside world; but now that he had broken through to the Grandmaster realm, his system permissions had also been improved, and any inanimate object without its own consciousness or intelligence could be successfully stored in the system warehouse, even treasures that had already recognized their owners.