12: Named Devouring Heaven

The words of Mu Zun made the surrounding Cultivators freeze.

They then flew into a rage.

"This person is actually so arrogant!"

"It doesn't matter if he doesn't go! True Disciple Your Excellency, let's leave!"

Mu Zun's words angered them.

Compared to Ling Xiudao, who was broad-minded and willing to take them along to seek Opportunity, Mu Zun seemed timid and afraid of trouble.

Ling Xiudao's eyes slightly chilled.

"Fine, since that brother is unwilling to go with us, I won't force him."

After speaking, Ling Xiudao stepped onto the pitch-black plain.

Some Cultivators followed closely behind.

However.

Some Cultivators stood where they were, deep in thought, and did not follow.

Mu Zun, with his Double Pupils, gazed at the distant black plain.

"The path of cultivation, although it means fighting fate against the heavens without fearing death..."

"...it is definitely not about being misled by others and dying for them."

As Mu Zun's Double Pupils opened and closed, the end of the black plain before him revealed a devouring power comparable to the Heavenly God Realm.

Sure enough, not long after.

Hair-raising screams came from the pitch-black wasteland.

The Cultivators who had stayed behind quickly looked over, feeling their hair stand on end in horror.

They saw a black lotus blooming at the end of the plain.

The entire wasteland seemed to have transformed into a hungry beast, and intense suction came from the black lotus.

This was also accompanied by bursts of sinister laughter.

Even the Cultivators outside the wasteland were nearly sucked in.

Terrified, they quickly stabilized themselves and scattered.

"Thanks to that young man's warning, otherwise we really would have foolishly followed that True Disciple of the Heavenly Sword Sacred Land!"

"Phew... that was close, so close..."

The Cultivators all felt fortunate... Inside an Ancient Forest.

A massacre without any suspense was taking place.

The original group of more than twenty Grotto-Heaven Realm Cultivators was now reduced to only a scattered few.

They trembled all over, their hearts turning cold as they watched the youth walking toward them step by step.

Crack, gurgle... In an instant.

One Cultivator only felt a streak of golden light flash past.

Intense pain struck, and his body turned into a pulp of flesh.

The pupils of the remaining Cultivators continuously dilated.

The pair of eyes, flickering faintly in the darkness, were still watching them.

They felt cold all over, their Battle Intent long gone.

They turned around, intending to flee.

"Since you treated me as prey, why are you running away now?"

Mu Zun slightly shook his head.

He slightly raised his hand.

The invisible Sword Light in the Void Realm was like the God of Death claiming lives.

Pfft! Pfft!

Heads shot into the sky like grass being cut, falling to the ground and creating a symphony-like sound.

The youth walked away, leaving behind a field of corpses and people watching from the shadows with wary expressions.

The youth had obtained a Supreme Grade Treasure Tool in the Ancient Forest, drawing the covetous eyes of many Cultivators.

Some Cultivators recognized Mu Zun and dared not make a move.

Several among them had originally intended to strike, but were beaten to it by those twenty-something Cultivators.

Now they only felt that they had narrowly escaped disaster.

[Name: Mu Zun]

[Cultivation: Grotto-Heaven Realm Middle Stage]

[Current One Yuan Flash Sale Item: Grass Character Sword Art (Purchased)]

[Price: One Spirit Stone]

[Remaining Time: 456:39:00]

[Next One Yuan Preview: Divine Elephant Suppressing Prison Strength]

"This time isn't quite right."

When Mu Zun opened the Data Panel again.

He found that the remaining time for the flash sale item had decreased far too much compared to the last time he checked.

A full four days had been subtracted.

Yet, less than a day had passed since he last checked.

Because Mu Zun was busy killing people during the last item refresh time, he hadn't paid too much attention.

Now that he had time to look, he made a discovery.

"Could killing reduce the refresh time?"

Mu Zun pondered.

While he was thinking, he heard a beast roar by his ear.

A golden light flashed before his eyes, and a lion covered entirely in gold appeared in front of Mu Zun.

The Golden Lion.

The Peak clan among the Beast Race's Lion Tribe; powerful Golden Lions could grow nine heads and intimidate all other beasts.

"Intruder! Die!"

The Golden Lion let out an earth-shattering roar!

A sacred Battle Seal pattern appeared on its beast claws, charging toward Mu Zun with fearless momentum.

"Is it a pet raised by that Heavenly God Realm expert?"

Mu Zun's expression was calm; a long sword covered in Runes appeared in his hand with a shift of his palm.

Supreme Grade Treasure Tool.

It was enough to drive Grotto-Heaven Realm experts mad and cause Divine Fire Realm experts to fight over it.

A Divine Fire Realm Cultivator possessing a Treasure Tool could crush ordinary Divine Fire Realm Cultivators with higher cultivation than themselves.

This was enough to prove its value.

That was why it had just attracted so many Grotto-Heaven Realm experts to seize it.

Mu Zun waved forward, making it look effortless.

Poof!

A magnificent Sword Light flashed.

The Golden Lion's protective golden light was instantly torn apart.

Its body was sliced into two sections at the waist.

It fell, the Sword Qi entering its body, causing it to lose its life force in the blink of an eye.

Mu Zun looked at the refresh time again.

[Name: Mu Zun]

[Cultivation: Grotto-Heaven Realm Middle Stage]

[Current One Yuan Flash Sale Item: Grass Character Sword Art (Purchased)]

[Price: One Spirit Stone]

[Remaining Time: 436:00:00]

[Next One Yuan Preview: Divine Elephant Suppressing Prison Strength]

"Does killing Vicious Beasts work too? It seems that as long as I kill, the time will be reduced."

Seeing that the time had been reduced by nearly a day, Mu Zun was completely certain that the refresh time was linked to his killing.

"Perhaps in the future, I must use slaughter to prove my Dao?"

Mu Zun felt no aversion to this thought.

The path of cultivation was inherently a road paved with bones.

What harm was there in using slaughter to prove the Dao?

Mu Zun began his hunting expedition.

Mu Zun actively sought out the powerful Spirit Beasts in the Secret Treasury that others avoided.

One move, one move.

Only one move.

Not a single Spirit Beast that other Cultivators struggled to defeat with all their might could withstand one move from Mu Zun.

The sharp Sword Light turned into a machine harvesting lives, sweeping through the entire forest like a scythe through wheat.

The Spirit Beasts wailed in unison, their eyes finally dimming as they fell dead.

Continuing forward!

Human corpses, Spirit Beast remains.

They accumulated throughout the Secret Treasury.

A single glance was enough to make one's scalp tingle and cause incessant vomiting.

Along the way, Mu Zun only saw Cultivators who were hiding their heads and showing their tails, acting suspiciously, and nervously glancing around.

They wrapped their bodies tightly and hurried along, seemingly having obtained some Treasure and fearing it would be stolen.

Soon, Mu Zun arrived at a mountain cliff.

Mu Zun's Double Pupils shifted slightly; as they contracted, he seemed to have discovered something.

Immediately afterward, his figure dropped and he dove toward the bottom of the cliff!

At the bottom of the cliff.

Mu Zun landed steadily. He looked at the cave entrance before him, which was sealed by a Restriction.

He slashed out with a single sword strike.

The Restriction silently shattered.

He stepped inside the cave.

It was no different from an ordinary mountain cave, and was even much smaller.

The cave should have been a place where someone once lived.

Inside the cave, there was a Stone Bed, a stone table, and items like tea sets.

However, these things did not attract Mu Zun's attention.

His gaze was fixed firmly on the Stone Talisman on the stone table.

The moment Mu Zun touched the Stone Talisman, a wisp of Remnant Soul appeared on it.

"Greetings, Fated Person."

The Remnant Soul was a resolute-looking man, but at this moment, his face was filled with emotion.

"When you see this wisp of Remnant Soul I left in the Stone Talisman, perhaps I am already dead."

"Fated Person, since you have found this place, I shall grant you a Heaven-Reaching Opportunity."

"That Opportunity is within this Stone Talisman, and it is the foundation of my rise!"

"It is a Cultivation Technique."

"It is named... Heaven Devourer."