264: Mu Yun kills Wu Jiu with his own hands, and the Green King appears at the Jinlin River in Baidao Prefecture!

Lu Xuan abruptly reached out and grabbed the black staff that was rapidly falling from mid-air. It seemed to be caught by an invisible force, instantly flying towards Lu Xuan's palm.

Then, Lu Xuan firmly grasped the black staff. A wisp of Divine Thought Primordial Spirit power instantly surged from his palm.

This wisp of Divine Thought Primordial Spirit power, at an extremely fast speed, merged into the black staff, quietly blending with it.

After only a moment, Lu Xuan's expressionless face suddenly showed a satisfied smile.

Very good!

Host: Lu Xuan

Realm: Divine Abode True Person (Perfection)

Cultivation Technique: Burning Heaven Blade Technique 7/9, Close Distance to the Horizon 2/9, Undying and Unextinguished 4/9.

Points: 27660

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Bone Corroding Staff! Seven-pattern moon-grade sacrificial artifact!

Good stuff.

The Wu Family, after all, is one of the Eight Great Families. Their foundation is very profound.

The number of sacrificial artifacts in their hands made even Lu Xuan's heart stir.

Lu Xuan wished he could immediately assault the Wu Family's lair and wipe out their treasury.

Of course, this crazy thought only flashed through Lu Xuan's mind.

After all, as one of the Eight Great Families, the Wu Family's strength should not be underestimated, and they also possess a ten-pattern sun-grade sacrificial artifact.

Moreover, Lu Xuan still could not fathom the true underlying power of the Wu Family.

Rather than saying it was the Wu Family's underlying power, it would be more accurate to say that Lu Xuan knew nothing about the full strength of all the Eight Great Families!

In the sky ten li away, Wu Jiu's body condensed a powerful Gale Force, intertwining into a protective shield, emitting a dazzling dark purple light, appearing extremely strange.

At this moment, Wu Jiu was surging forward in the vast sky a thousand meters above, his entire being like a meteor streaking across the horizon, carrying an unstoppable Aura.

Wu Jiu's speed was extreme; wherever he passed, the air was instantly torn apart, emitting a sharp whistle.

Until Wu Jiu's entire body crashed into layers of thick clouds.

Like an indestructible sharp blade, it cut through the layers of clouds, as if carving out a shocking chasm in the sky.

Just as a hint of luck arose in Wu Jiu's heart, an unexpected change occurred.

A giant hand burning with raging purple flames forcefully broke through the Void Realm in front of Wu Jiu.

The next moment, that purple-flame giant hand, with a world-destroying Aura, seized Wu Jiu, who had no time to react, with lightning speed.

Then, the purple-flame giant hand quickly dragged Wu Jiu into the endless Void Realm.

In Mingxin Prefecture's Fu City, Mu Yun's expression was focused as he methodically directed a group of Blackbird Guards.

A large number of Blackbird Guards were seen moving back and forth, constantly busy.

These Blackbird Guards were divided into several teams, each team carrying large quantities of items tightly packed in wooden crates.

The contents of the wooden crates were all precious Martial Dao resources obtained from the Wen Family's treasury.

Any single item taken from these wooden crates would be enough to drive countless Martial Artists mad.

Just as Mu Yun was directing the transport, layers of ripples suddenly appeared in the Void Realm in front of him, spreading out in circles.

After only a moment, a tall figure walked out from the Void Realm.

The person who arrived was Lu Xuan, and in his hand, he was carrying Wu Jiu, who had already lost the ability to resist.

At this moment, Wu Jiu was in a sorry state, a stark contrast to his previous arrogant and domineering appearance.

"Lord Mu, this person dared to attack you, so I'll leave him to you to deal with."

Lu Xuan's words were concise and his expression extremely stern. After speaking, he unreservedly threw Wu Jiu directly in front of Mu Yun.

With a "thump," Wu Jiu fell face down in a pathetic manner, kicking up a cloud of dust.

But Wu Jiu completely disregarded his image, instantly got up using both hands and feet, stood firm again, his body taut like a bow, his eyes wide open, staring at Mu Yun with full vigilance.

Panic and unwillingness flickered in his eyes, like a trapped beast.

The next second, Wu Jiu's face instantly filled with gloom, his eyes full of ferocity. He roared at Lu Xuan and Mu Yun, his voice hoarse and desperate.

"You two things who don't know your place!"

"I am the Grand Elder of the Wu Family. Do you, Blackbird Guard, dare to touch me?"

"You're simply overestimating yourselves!"

"If anything happens to me, the entire Wu Family will certainly not let it go."

"And those Old Ancestors will definitely not spare you either. By then, you will all have to be buried with me!"

People from the Eight Great Families, apart from the emperor's decree from the imperial palace, could only be dealt with by the Eight Great Families themselves.

Wu Jiu's threats were deafening, but Lu Xuan's expression was indifferent; he didn't even lift an eyelid, completely disregarding Wu Jiu's threats.

And Mu Yun also wore a look of disdain, even a mocking smile on his lips.

"Hmph, Lao Jiahuo (Old fellow)!"

Mu Yun snorted coldly, a cold glint flashing in his eyes, "This time, those old undying things aren't protecting you."

"This Lord will see just how much you, Lao Jiahuo (Old fellow), are truly worth!"

In this world, if one were to ask who hated Wu Jiu to the bone, it would undoubtedly be Mu Yun.

Not long ago, Mu Yun was severely humiliated by Wu Jiu and almost crippled by him, like a sharp thorn, piercing Mu Yun's heart.

Now this hatred had taken root, sprouted, and grown wildly, pushing Mu Yun's disgust for Wu Jiu to its peak.

Destroying another's Martial Dao cultivation, how was that different from taking another's life?

"Wu!"

Mu Yun gritted his teeth, spitting out the word, his voice filled with towering hatred.

"Jiu!"

Immediately after, Mu Yun again blurted out the second word.

"Today, either you die, or I die!"

Mu Yun's eyes burned with raging fire, his body surging with Aura—a determination to face death, to fight to the bitter end.

At this moment, Mu Yun had only one thought: to tear Wu Jiu into ten thousand pieces to vent the hatred in his heart.

The identity of a Wu Family member, a Wu Family Grand Elder, one of the Eight Great Families—Mu Yun had completely cast it all aside.

In an instant, Mu Yun's majestic half-step Divine Palace Realm Aura, like an erupting volcano, surged forth with scorching and turbulent power.

Wherever it passed, even space itself trembled.

That was power infinitely close to a Divine Abode True Person!

Seeing this, Wu Jiu's heart tightened. How could he not understand Mu Yun's resolute intent at this moment?

The murderous intent, thick as substance, rushed towards him; only a fool would not feel it clearly.

Wu Jiu secretly cursed his bad luck. If he still stood there foolishly, waiting to be slaughtered like a lamb, then he would truly be doomed.

Without the protection of the Old Ancestor's Heaven and Earth power suppression.

Wu Jiu knew in his heart that he was merely a Martial Artist at the Major Achievement of Outer Strength Grandmaster.

In front of Mu Yun, a powerhouse at the half-step Divine Palace Realm, he was like an ant before a Dragon; the strength disparity between them was immense.

They were not on the same level at all; he simply had no power to contend with Mu Yun.

Wu Jiu's figure flickered, like a frightened bird, fleeing frantically towards the front of the Fu City, his speed astonishing.

At the same time, a dense, cruel intent flashed in Wu Jiu's eyes, like two venomous snakes.

If he merely kept fleeing, with Mu Yun's strength and his own Martial Dao Realm, there was no possibility of escape.

Since that was the case, Wu Jiu's twisted mind turned, and a sinister thought emerged.

He decided to use the defenseless common people in the city as human shields to block Mu Yun's pursuit.

Wu Jiu's idea was quite good, but reality would not allow him to have his way.

How could Mu Yun give him an opportunity?

In an instant, all of Mu Yun's Gale Force erupted.

Within that surging Gale Force, a wisp of Heaven and Earth power quietly emerged like a phantom, formless yet irresistible!

This faint wisp of Heaven and Earth power, like a heavy hammer, slammed fiercely towards Wu Jiu.

Wu Jiu only felt an irresistible force collide with his body.

Wu Jiu's entire body suddenly convulsed, as if a pair of invisible giant hands were crushing his bones inch by inch, like fragile porcelain shattered into dust.

Wu Jiu, who was originally flying in mid-air, fell straight down like a kite with a broken string.

With a "boom," he crashed onto the ground. The terrifying residual force dragged Wu Jiu's body, plowing a shocking gash in the earth.

In the intense pain, Wu Jiu clearly felt the severity of his injuries.

He almost exhausted all his strength just to manage to lift his head and slowly turn to look at Mu Yun, who was pressing closer from behind.

"This... this is the power of Heaven and Earth!"

Wu Jiu's eyes suddenly became hollow and dull, his words filled with disbelief and despair.

Is this what a Martial Artist at the half-step Divine Palace Realm is like?

He could actually touch the power of the Divine Palace Realm!

However, the murderous intent in Mu Yun's eyes grew even stronger at this moment; he had no desire to stop.

Suddenly, a chilling blue light flickered deep within Mu Yun's dark and profound eyes, like a sudden faint glow appearing from the abyss.

Immediately after, Mu Yun's surrounding Gale Force, like a surging torrent, frantically poured into the Qingming Sword in his hand.

Mu Yun gripped the hilt tightly with his right hand, his knuckles turning white from the force, then he exerted himself and swung it forcefully towards the ground.

In an instant, a majestic blue sword light, nearly a hundred meters long, suddenly appeared.

This hundred-meter-long blue sword light was enveloped in a powerful, world-destroying Aura.

With the force of a thunderbolt, it fiercely slashed down towards the disheveled Wu Jiu, who was lying on the ground.

"Mu Yun, you... you dare!"

Wu Jiu shrieked, his withered hands clawing at the ground in vain, as if trying to grasp a last sliver of life.

"The Wu Family is..."

Wu Jiu still wanted to invoke the name of the Wu Family to intimidate Mu Yun and find a sliver of hope.

But all of it was futile.

In a blink of an eye, the blue sword light descended like a thunderbolt from the Nine Heavens, heavily striking Wu Jiu's body.

With a loud "crack," Wu Jiu's body was instantly cut in two by the sharp sword light, and dazzling blood splattered out like a fountain.

This massive commotion was not over; the residual force of the blue sword light showed no signs of diminishing, and it continued to cut into the ground.

Accompanied by a piercing friction sound, the ground was forcefully carved out with a hundred-meter-long sword mark.

The sword mark was deeply incised, its edges smooth as a mirror, as if meticulously polished by someone, exuding a chilling murderous Qi.

After Mu Yun finished everything, his posture light as a swallow, he swiftly drifted down from the sky, landing steadily in front of Wu Jiu's body, which was now severed into two halves.

He gazed at Wu Jiu's motionless remains, a slight curve slowly forming on his lips, and a knowing glint flashed in his eyes, as if he understood everything.

"Wu Jiu, who exactly are you trying to deceive?"

Mu Yun whispered, his voice soft but filled with utmost confidence.

As soon as his voice fell, Mu Yun's arm suddenly exerted force, raising the Qingming Sword in his hand, and once again swung it forcefully through the air towards Wu Jiu.

In an instant, countless fragmented blue sword lights, like a dense downpour, poured out all at once.

Then, these blue sword lights mercilessly bombarded Wu Jiu's two halves of a body.

For a moment, Wu Jiu's two halves of mangled flesh flew everywhere, and the smell of blood permeated the air.

Only an extremely faint and tragic cry of pain was heard, and then silence returned.

Of course, Mu Yun was very clear about the power of the Eight Great Families.

These people from the Eight Great Families, once they cultivated to the Major Achievement of Outer Strength Grandmaster, could entrust a wisp of Gale Force to the legendary ten-pattern sun relic.

For those who entrusted their own Gale Force to the ten-pattern sun relic.

As long as the flesh and blood of their bodies retained vitality, it was like a spark still burning.

With this faint trace of vitality, they could, in an extremely short period of time.

At an astonishing speed, they could reshape the limbs of their Physical Body, restoring themselves to a completely unharmed and intact state.

Mu Yun gazed deeply at the blood and flesh that had already turned gray, his expression complex and hard to decipher.

Then, the Qingming Sword in Mu Yun's hand slipped out, its blade transforming into an ethereal blue shadow.

With a "whoosh," the Qingming Sword accurately returned to its sheath, leaving only a faint sword hum.

Wu Jiu was dead beyond dead!

...Southern Domain, Baidao Prefecture!

Yunze County, Jinlin Township!

In the sky outside Taiping Town, several thousand meters above, two figures in long robes swiftly swept past like phantoms.

Their wide robes flapped fiercely in the strong wind, making "crackling" sounds!

After a few breaths, these two figures in long robes had crossed Taiping Town below and headed straight for Jinlin River without hesitation.

Following that, these two figures slowly drifted down from the sky, finally landing steadily on the bank of the Jinlin River.

"Eh?"

"There are a few small ants nearby?"

"Hmph!"

One of the two men suddenly snorted coldly.

Then, a chilling, extremely oppressive spatial fluctuation, centered on him, rapidly spread outwards.

In an instant, everyone within a thousand meters was mercilessly engulfed by the spatial ripples.

Then, everyone, including some creatures, instantly lost consciousness, closed their eyes, and fell straight into a coma.

"Green King, this is where Lord Dragon is held!

"At the bottom of the Jinlin River!"