The Ancient Zombie Emperor

When Xiao Mu returned to Consonance Peak, he immediately went into closed door cultivation and started to comprehend the way of assassination without eating or sleeping. In the battle with Bai Tianyi, he understood the terror of this so-called unorthodox method. In the critical moment, he could restrain everything with craftiness and kill his great enemy!

In an entire three days, in Xiao Mu's mind, there were tens of thousands of these evolved assassination techniques.

Occasionally, a sword dyed in blood would cut apart the wind and waves in his mind, slicing apart the towering mountains. A hundred miles away, a single sword slashed down, causing blood to splash into the air!

Occasionally, the cold qi would erupt with a might that was accumulated to the peak, annihilating everything in its way!

Brilliant rays of light that shot in all directions, unparalleled sword beams, and ancient swords that killed, were deduced over and over again in his mind. They perfectly merged with the blood fiend energy on Xiao Mu's body, and released a terrifying billowing blood aura.

The flying birds were all startled, and the beasts began to prostrate themselves!

Three days later, Xiao Mu came out of seclusion, the cover of his eyes became even sharper, like a divine weapon coming out of its sheath, its power unstoppable.

At this moment, his cultivation had also reached its peak. Breaking through to the seventh level of the Stun realm, he was a powerhouse with a fighting strength comparable to Fighter Eighth Order!

Among the core disciples, besides the top five, there were no other opponents. Xiao Mu was no longer afraid of Zhao Wentuo's threats.

In just half a year, he had grown from a martial artist of the first step to a martial practitioner comparable to a martial practitioner of the eighth step. Other than the Ten Thousand Corpses Underworld Technique, the nameless mental exercise was also a key factor in helping one's cultivation to break through quickly.

Xiao Mu could not help but remember the old man in flowery armour who was sweeping the leaves before the Sword Monument.

When he arrived at the Sword Monument once again, the cold wind blew. The harsh winter had already arrived, and the leaves on the ground had already dried up and turned yellow. The Sword Monument still stood there, the body of the tablet that was filled with the mottled aura of time, was engraved with clan rules that were filled with sword intent.

The scenery was the same, but there was one missing old man who had swept the ground.

Ever since Xiao Mu left the hut, Elder Wang had not appeared. It was as if he had never appeared, and other than Xiao Mu, no one else noticed his disappearance.

Xiao Mu went back to the wooden house. As he expected, the room was empty except for two willow trees in the courtyard that had a few birds sitting on them. Xiao Mu stood in front of the wooden house for a long time without moving a single step, as he sighed in his heart.

In the end, there was only a sigh.

That mysterious Elder Wang, did he leave the Flowing Moon Sect? Xiao Mu no longer had the chance to be grateful to him.

He stayed in this wooden house for one day and one night. As night fell, the sky was filled with stars. Xiao Mu lit an oil lamp, and the flickering light looked strange and lonely in the darkness.

A man and a lantern with a cabin!

Xiao Mu did not know why he was here, but he had an unprecedented sense of tranquility, his heart was steady, the nameless mental exercise activated automatically, the Spirit Qi in his body circulated for more than ten cycles, his temperament changed, his presence became ethereal, and he had a sense of harmony with the heaven and earth.

Xiao Mu gradually stepped into the Perfection Stage, and the cultivation techniques that he learned emerged one by one in his mind, transforming into streaks of profound light. The spirit energy of the heaven and earth slowly flowed into Xiao Mu's body. Although he existed in this world, he gave off a feeling that he did not belong to this world.

It was as though he would fly away at any moment, leaving this world.

Little did he know that at this moment, a figure had suddenly appeared within the cold night. When his Spiritual Energy came into contact with the Spiritual Energy of the world, a tiny ripple that was difficult to detect appeared on the surface.

Bai Shangdao appeared within the Flowing Moon Sect, and after searching for a while, he finally discovered a trace of Xiao Mu, and a trace of undetectable killing intent flashed in his eyes.

He was approaching Xiao Mu quietly, and the aura of a Martial Master was being suppressed. He did not want to alarm the Flowing Moon Sect, so he killed Xiao Mu in one move without anyone noticing, and ended the chance for the Flowing Moon Sect to rise up.

When he was still five meters away from Xiao Mu, Xiao Mu's eyebrows suddenly jumped. An extremely dangerous aura surged in his heart.

Although he did not know where the danger came from, he, who was in perfect harmony with this world, was able to sense a trace of killing intent, causing him to tremble in fear.

In the next second, he moved ten meters away without hesitation.

In the place where Xiao Mu was previously at, a huge handprint suddenly appeared, exploding with a might that could annihilate everything. The might of one palm strike caused the wooden house to explode, and debris flew everywhere!

Bai Shangdao appeared in front of Xiao Mu in shock, the fear and killing intent in his eyes growing more and more intense. Xiao Mu actually dodged his palm strike, this brat was definitely going to kill him, only then would he feel at ease.

"It's you!" Xiao Mu recognized Bai Shangdao, he was the leader of the Qingyushan, he never thought that a martial master would come to kill him with so much difficulty.

"Little bastard, you're dead for sure. Even if I'm in a good mood, I won't be able to save you!" Bai Shangdao sneered.

A domineering aura burst forth from his body like a towering mountain pressing down on top of him. Xiao Mu's body sank as both of his legs felt like lead, making him unable to move. A huge handprint chopped down through the air in the middle of the night, straight towards Xiao Mu's head.

If the palm strike landed, Xiao Mu's head would definitely explode on the spot.

In the moment of life and death, Xiao Mu's endless potential exploded. While he grimacing in pain, he activated both diabolic body and nameless mental exercise at the same time, causing a layer of greenish black light to shoot out from the surface of his body.

The hand seal grazed past Xiao Mu's body and a strand of the aura of a Martial Master erupted. As if struck by lightning, Xiao Mu spat out a mouthful of blood and flew out.

Bai Shangdao's second palm was about to explode, the power of a Martial Master turned into a cold qi.

Suddenly, just at this time, the air suddenly trembled, a feeling as though being stared at by a prehistoric beast surfaced in his mind, causing Bai Shangdao's body to tremble, the cold qi in his hand instantly destroyed. A hint of shock appeared in his eyes.

What kind of aura was this? It made it impossible for him to produce any form of feedback.

"Who is this senior? Why don't you come out and chat with him?" Bai Shangdao shouted.

Inside the darkness, a dark-skinned old man in flowery armour appeared, and he stared at Bai Shangdao with a pair of cold, hooked eyes. That cold gaze made Bai Shangdao's heart tremble.

"Elder Wang!" Xiao Mu called out.

Elder Wang looked at Xiao Mu, then looked at Bai Shangdao again, and asked with disdain.

"Senior, do you know who you're talking to?" Bai Shangdao's eyes flashed, acting fierce but feeling weak, his body slowly retreated.

"Don't use the Qingyushan to threaten me!" Elder Wang sneered. His body was filled with an invincible aura that looked down on everything.

Bai Shangdao no longer hesitated as he turned and ran. This mysterious old man who had suddenly appeared was truly unfathomable. He was truly unsure.

BOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOM!

In the night sky, a hand that could cover the sky appeared. In the blink of an eye, the stars in the sky were covered and Bai Shangdao, who was using Martial Master Realm like a little chick, had his bones and tendons snapped as he fell to the ground, covered in blood.