Hearing Fei Chi's slightly crazed words, Lü Shan showed no fear, only a look of madness on his face.
Conquering the Southern Cloud Empire, and using it as a base to advance into the entire Heavenly Fortune Continent, seemed impossible for any other sect.
But for the Green Shadow Blood Sect, it was entirely possible.
The Green Shadow Blood Sect didn't use living people for warfare; instead, they used corpses. In battle, people would inevitably die, and they could then refine blood corpses to continuously strengthen their power.
War was the most desired thing for every member of the Green Shadow Blood Sect.
Only war could bring them strength.
"Excellent, excellent!" Lu Shan's face revealed a maniacal smile. "In this way, I'm afraid my avatar can be refined again in less than a year. At that time, I'll use this kid's body as my avatar!" A
sinister laugh echoed from the eerie cave, and the two figures gradually dissipated...
At the same time, on the other side, Mo Yang was struggling to hold on against nearly a hundred blood corpses. At first, it was alright, but after all, he was only at the fifth level of Qi Condensation Realm, and his Qi strength was ultimately weaker. Gradually, he could no longer withstand the onslaught.
"Damn it!"
Seeing the figures rushing towards him from outside the cave, Mo Yang could only grit his teeth and continue to persevere.
"Master has been inside for some time now. I wonder how he is doing!"
"Oh, young man, not bad. Even in a life-or-death situation, you still remember your master!"
Just then, a sword light suddenly appeared, and with a series of soft thuds, the seven or eight blood corpses standing side by side in front of Mo Yang fell to the ground.
"Sword intent?"
Seeing that sword, Mo Yang's heart trembled violently.
"Master, you've grasped sword intent?"
"Did I say I didn't understand sword intent?" Seeing Mo Yang's surprised expression, Mu Yun curled his lip.
Sword intent was merely the most basic level of understanding for a swordsman. Powerful swordsmen, after grasping sword intent, would also grasp sword momentum, and even possess their own sword heart.
Mo Yang couldn't grasp any of that now.
"A god! Master, you're truly a god!"
Looking at Mu Yun, Mo Yang's eyes almost sparkled.
Sword intent!
In the entire Northern Cloud City, so far, only Mo Yang had grasped sword intent. Who would have thought that Mu Yun, who had always kept a low profile, had also grasped sword intent?
"Since you're still grateful to your master, I'll teach you some more real skills!"
"Alright!"
For some reason, the moment he saw Mu Yun, Mo Yang felt an inexplicable sense of security.
"Watch closely!"
As he spoke, Mu Yun had already swung his sword.
It was still the Shadow Sword, but this time, Mu Yun's phantom appeared amidst the blood corpses. With a wave of his hand, the longsword in the phantom's hand unleashed a sharp
sword aura that swept off the heads of several surrounding blood corpses like autumn leaves in the wind.
"Sword Intent!"
Seeing this, Mo Yang was stunned.
Both were sword intent, but Mo Yang could clearly feel that Mu Yun's sword intent was ten or even a hundred times stronger than his own.
This wasn't a difference in realm, but a difference in instinct.
In terms of pure sword intent, Mu Yun was far, far superior to him.
If his sword intent was that of a naive infant, then Mu Yun's sword intent was like that of a robust, powerful man, giving one a surging, awe-inspiring presence.
"Sword intent also has different levels. At the beginning, comprehending sword intent can only be described as the subtlety of sword intent. Then comes minor achievement, major achievement, and great perfection. Finally, sword intent becomes sword momentum, at which point the sword follows the person, the sword flows from the heart, that is what a true swordsman truly desires!"
"Subtlety of sword intent, minor achievement, major achievement, great perfection..."
Hearing these new terms, Mo Yang felt as if he had been enlightened.
He thought he had comprehended sword intent and was already unmatched in Beiyun City, but today, Mu Yun had opened up a new world for him.
"Subtlety of sword intent, right now I am only at the subtlety of sword intent!"
Mo Yang kept muttering to himself, the sharpness in his eyes growing stronger and stronger.
"Kill!"
Two figures darted between the caves, sword energy spreading in all directions, graceful and unrestrained.
"Strong!"
From the shadows, two dark figures slowly wriggled, a deep voice rang out, "This person is at the eighth level of the physical body realm, skilled in alchemy, wields a divine weapon, and has even comprehended sword intent. Truly strong!"
"That's why I didn't act rashly. If he were a descendant of an elder or sect leader from any sect on the Heavenly Fortune Continent, killing him would only bring trouble to the sect!"
another voice said. "You understand, our Green Shadow Blood Sect wants to rise to prominence, so we must start with some empires. Offending those sects is extremely disadvantageous." "
Understood, but we need to report this person to the special envoy and keep an eye on him!"
"Yes, reporting back to the special envoy immediately is the priority."
The two figures vanished as if they had never existed...
"Hoo..."
Time slowly passed, and finally, the two figures sat down heavily on the ground.
"Master, it's finally over!"
"Yes! It's over!"
Mu Yun smiled bitterly. Back then, at the eighth level of the Core Formation Realm, he was capable of challenging Spirit Cave Realm warriors, facing enemies several times his size and killing them without batting an eye.
But now, just a few dozen slow-moving blood corpses had him panting.
"It seems this body still has some problems that must be resolved!"
The tenth level of the Physical Body Realm was primarily for tempering the body. If even the slightest problem remained, he would face incompleteness at every step when entering the Spirit Cave Realm.
"Let's go!"
After resting for a moment, Mu Yun pulled Mo Yang along and headed towards the cave entrance.
He only had one Spirit Sealing Grass. To refine the Spirit Sealing Pill, he had to succeed, not fail.
Even the top-tier alchemists couldn't guarantee the flawless refinement of any pill.
Therefore, he had to be extremely prepared.
Pulling Mo Yang out of the cave, the setting sun cast a dim light over the entire Northern Cloud Mountain Range.
However, as soon as he reached the cave entrance and looked around, Mu Yun's expression turned cold.
"It seems that the mantis stalks the cicada, unaware of the oriole behind; and behind the oriole, there's a venomous snake lurking!" He pursed his lips and said.
"Heh, I knew it, Mu Yun, you couldn't possibly not come here for the Sealing Spirit Grass!"
Mu Yun's words had barely faded when a cold laugh suddenly rang out.
"Shao Yu!"
Behind Shao Yu, Shao Ming and the others stepped forward in unison.
The original group of over ten people had dwindled to only seven or eight. They hadn't left but remained, waiting.
"Boy, hand over the Sealing Spirit Grass, and I'll let you go!"
Shao Yu's words had barely finished when a muffled voice rang out.
The newcomer was burly, with a full beard, wide-open eyes, and an aura of quiet arrogance.
"Tie Shan Hu, you're truly shameless."
However, just as Tie Shan Hu appeared, several more figures emerged from the side.
The leader was tall and thin, with high cheekbones and gloomy eyes.
"Ba Yu De, I knew you wouldn't give up so easily."
"Alright, the three of us are all here now, Tang Ming Yang, you don't need to hide anymore, come out!" Shao Ming stepped forward, a smile on his face.
The surroundings had calmed down, but then a rustling sound arose, and seven or eight more people emerged.
Suddenly, thirty or forty people had gathered at the cave entrance.
The lowest cultivation level among them was at the sixth level of the Body Condensation Realm, while the highest was Ba Yude and a few others, at the tenth level of the Body Gathering Realm.
"They've really all gathered!"
Looking at the other three, Shao Ming sneered, "Tang Mingyang, Tie Shanhu, Ba Yude, I know that the place
you wasn't Beiyun City!"
"Tch, Beiyun City isn't your home. I can't just come and go as I please. What can you do about it?"
The first to speak was the muscular Tie Shanhu, who looked at Shao Ming with disdain.
"Your name is Mu Yun, right? Lately, your name's been heard everywhere in Beiyun City. I won't make things difficult for you. I desperately need the Sealing Spirit Grass, so give it to me!"
"The Sealing Spirit Grass only has one use: refining Sealing Spirit Pills. Since you're so eager, you probably need one, right?" "
You can refine them?"
"Of course!"
Mu Yun chuckled. "Don't even mention one, I could refine ten, but I'm not going to refine any for you."
"Are you playing me?"
"So what if I'm playing you? I refine pills entirely according to my mood. If I'm not in a good mood, I won't refine any."
In his previous life, as a dignified Immortal King, he had never feared such things, and now, he was even less afraid.
Reborn, he wanted to live freely and enjoy the pleasures of revenge. Being tricked made Mu Yun very unhappy.
"You're courting death, so don't blame me!"
Seeing Mu Yun's smug expression, Tie Shanhu's fist, the size of a vinegar jar, slammed out.
"He's finished!" Seeing this, Shao Yu excitedly exclaimed, "One punch from Tie Shan Hu, let alone a Core Formation Realm cultivator, even a Spirit Connection Realm cultivator would die!"
"Looks like we don't need to teach him a lesson."
"You dare to bully me, Mu Yun? Even if you're the Heavenly King himself, you'd have to kneel before me."
Seeing Tie Shan Hu rush forward, Mu Yun fearlessly met him head-on.
To Shao Yu, Shao Ming, and Ba Yude, this scene was madness, idiocy, but to Mo Yang, it was courage, spirit, and the fearless heart of a swordsman.
Bang...
A punch was thrown, and the two figures collided.
In Mu Yun's hand, two marks suddenly shot out, directly wrapping around Tie Shan Hu's arms.
It was the Life and Death Desolate Seal from the Eight Desolate Life and Death Seals!
The Life and Death Desolate Seal, life and death, annihilation of life and severance of death.
Thump, thump…
The next moment, Tie Shanhu's burly body was suddenly thrown back, staggering back more than ten steps.
Then, a flush appeared on Tie Shanhu's dark face, and finally, he couldn't help but spit out a mouthful of blood.
How could this be!
Seeing Tie Shanhu stagger back while Mu Yun remained standing motionless, everyone present was instantly dumbfounded.
The tenth level of physical body cultivation and the eighth level of physical body cultivation differed by two levels, but these two levels were worlds apart.
Just who was Mu Yun?