The Ancient Zombie Emperor

Rumble rumble rumble!

However, the truth always exceeded everyone's expectations. After exchanging more than ten moves, this Martial Master Expert was completely shocked. Xiao Mu crushed him throughout, especially that Eternal Abyss Devil Tablet Hands. When it came crashing down, that blurry Black Devil Tablet seemed to have been summoned back from the prehistoric era, its power was terrifying.

After smashing it more than ten times, his body was badly mutilated with broken bones and broken tendons.

Xiao Mu stepped forward and stepped on his face, causing his face to be badly mangled and bleed profusely.

"Kid, I will kill you!" Martial Master Expert was furious, his eyes spitting fire. He was an elder of the Qingyushan, high and mighty, when had he ever been humiliated and stepped on?

However, when he looked into Xiao Mu's ice-cold, emotionless eyes, it was as if he was looking at a prehistoric beast, causing his entire body to tremble violently.

"How many Flowing Moon Sect's disciples did you kill?" Xiao Mu said coldly.

"Hehe, I did not count them. There should be more than a hundred of them. Those ants are too weak to withstand a single blow. I stabbed them to death with one finger." Qingyushan coughed out a mouthful of blood, and said in a dense voice, "Brat, this is your advice, it would be best if you let me go and personally come to Qingyushan to apologize. Otherwise, you will die miserably."

Xiao Mu glared as he raised his leg to stomp on Martial Master Expert fiercely. Crack! This Martial Master Expert's chest bones cracked and caved in as scarlet blood leaked out of his chest.

"Little bastard!" Martial Master Expert bared his teeth and cursed.

"No, don't kill me!" In the next second, Xiao Mu stomped his foot on his head, scaring him completely with the spirit energy that was about to explode and the dense killing intent. "I'm willing to tell you a secret, there's a …"

The voice stopped abruptly as Xiao Mu's foot smashed into his head.

Circulating Ten-Thousand Corpse Mantra, he devoured the Martial Master Expert's death aura and spirit, causing an aura that was more than ten times stronger to appear in Xiao Mu's body. His cultivation broke through once again, and he reached the peak of the ninth level of rigidity.

In just a few days, Xiao Mu's cultivation had risen by leaps and bounds, but he was not happy. Fighting against the Qingyushan at this level of cultivation was tantamount to hitting a rock with an egg.

Xiao Mu walked straight into the underground palace.

The empty underground palace, the floor and walls made of marble, were incomparably smooth. Long lamps flickered one after another, emitting a bright light, illuminating this underground world. Inside the underground palace, there were nine turns and eighteen turns. The paths were complicated as coffins appeared in front of Xiao Mu's eyes.

A poisonous miasma leaked out from the coffin. When a warrior took a deep breath, his whole body would be paralyzed.

Xiao Mu activated his Ten-Thousand Corpse Mantra, preventing the poison miasma from entering his body. He came to the depths of the underground palace. Suddenly, his eyes were filled with precious light as a pile of heavenly and earthly spiritual extract and pellets piled up like a mountain, emitting a fragrant aroma.

Xiao Mu's pupils constricted. The size of these heavenly and earthly spiritual extract and pellets are enough to support one third-rate sect!

Only, Xiao Mu was not moved in the slightest.

In the main tomb of the underground palace, a crystal coffin astonishingly appeared. The owner of the coffin was a skeleton.

If his guess was not wrong, it was that's corpse, because even though the bone was decayed, there was still a trace of aura that caused Xiao Mu to tremble in fear. It could be imagined just how strong the corpse's owner was.

Xiao Mu's heart was moved. A single Martial King practitioner would definitely live a glorious life, being worshipped by tens of thousands of people. He never thought that there would actually be a time when he would die like this.

"Senior Wu, accept this kid's gift from Xiao Mu." Xiao Mu said sincerely and bowed deeply.

Amongst the hundreds of thousands of Martial King experts, even one might not necessarily come out. But now, one of them in front of him, even though he had already fallen a thousand years ago, was enough to make others sigh.

"Future juniors, if you find my bones, I hope that you can send my bones to the Sacred Martial Mansion and gift them to the martial emperor's handprint!"

Xiao Mu trembled, excited. Could this be the opportunity to become stronger that Elder Wang spoke of? That was the hand print of a Martial King Ranker, containing a set of Martial King's comprehension of the martial way, and an unsurpassable Great Profound Technique.

This portion of martial emperor's handprint was priceless.

Xiao Mu chuckled. So this was the last wish of a Martial King Ranker who could shake the world, and wanted to fulfill his wish of returning to his homeland. Xiao Mu could not help but let out a sigh.

"Senior Wu, since I've come here, it means that we are fated to meet. I will bring your corpse back to your family. That hand seal is a huge gift to me. My heart is in panic, so please accept my respect."

Finished, Xiao Mu kowtowed to him.

Boom! Boom! Boom!

Suddenly, there was a light sound and a crack appeared on the ground. There was a hidden box inside. Opening it, there was a sheepskin scroll with a purple mark on it. The cloud emitted a purple glow.

Each and every word of the written words in the sheepskin scroll were like the laws of heaven, containing an endless amount of principles. Shockingly, these were the imprints of the Great Way of the Martial King.

Xiao Mu withdrew his martial emperor's handprint and saw a line of words inside the secret box. After scanning through it, Xiao Mu felt a lingering fear in his heart as he rejoiced.

It turned out that before Wu Cangqiong died, he had already planned out what would happen next. If someone coincidentally saw his corpse and had a wrong mind, just because of his martial emperor's handprint, then they would trigger the mechanism and die a violent death.

Xiao Mu's back was drenched in cold sweat, and he felt even more reverence for this corpse. It was indeed worthy of being called the Martial King of a generation. Just now, if Xiao Mu had directly gone to look for the martial emperor's handprint …

He did not continue to think about it. Just now, Xiao Mu had walked through the gates of hell.

On the middle finger of the skeleton was a ring. Xiao Mu knew from the words in the secret box that this ring was the spatial ring from the legends, it was called "martial ring", and it contained all of Wu Cangqiong's cultivation techniques and pills from when he was still alive.

Xiao Mu took it off, and the Spiritual Power entered and was shocked by the scene inside. The space of martial ring could be described as vast, and could accommodate ten entire mountains. The medicinal pellets inside were all stored in jade bottles, piled up like a mountain, and each jade bottle was labeled with the name and effects of the medicinal pellets.

There were also several handwritten letters containing cultivation techniques of various attributes, including movement techniques, defensive techniques, and various types. The scope of their contents was astonishing.

This martial ring is a huge treasury.