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The catastrophic scene was shocking.

The world was completely silent. Even the flow of the wind seemed to have been affected by the surging killing intent, causing absolute silence. Under the silence, the killing intent became increasingly oppressive, as if it was the darkest period before the storm.

In mid-air, two figures, dazzling and panicked, faced each other in mid-air.

If there were any martial artists here, they would be shocked to see these two figures. If either one of them were placed in the 'The War God Continent', they would be able to shake an entire region.

Bu Quetian, the number one martial cultivation genius in the 'The War God Continent', a seventeen year old who had entered the 'Genuine Force'. At twenty-nine years old, he was at the peak of the 'Genuine Force'.

This person's talent was so great that it wouldn't be excessive to call him a proud son of heaven of his generation!

Today, the two of them were fighting to the death!

The battle between the two peerless geniuses was enough to shake the entire continent. Even if there was the slightest bit of information, it would still cause a tsunami of commotion. However, at this moment, everything was happening without a sound.

"Cut —"

Chu Mubai's head of silver hair fluttered wantonly in the air, and his black eyes burst forth with a frightening golden light. He raised his hand and pushed out, and a tyrannical, unparalleled mental energy swept out with unstoppable force, ignoring the distance between the two of them.

With a sound, a figure was sent flying as if he had been hit by a cannonball.

boom boom boom *

One after another, three buildings were destroyed, and Bu Quetian was smashed into a pile of ruins, unable to get back up.

"Cough, cough …"

Chu Mubai stumbled back half a step, this strike seemed to have consumed all of his strength. Chu Mubai's face flushed red and he coughed out a large mouthful of blood, instantly dying his clothes red.

Chu Mubai casually wiped the corners of his mouth, his expression did not change at all, and coldly looked at the center of the ruins and sighed: "... "You lost."

Bu Quetian crawled up from the rubble with difficulty while clutching onto the broken wall, "Wa!"

He spat out a mouthful of blood.

Bu Quetian's clothes were torn, his entire body was a mess, his entire body looked like it was covered in blood, and at the moment, he did not look like a peerless talent anymore, his Spirit Qi was extremely weak, his face was pale white without blood.

Bu Quetian looked at the mess on the ground, and exclaimed, "Heh!"

Laughing loudly, he said, "Good, good, good! Divine will, formless and colorless, instantaneous attack. Within a hundred steps, it would be your absolute domain. What a pity, what a pity … The unique technique in this world has fallen into your hands. "

Chu Mubai said coldly: "Are you still not giving up?"

"Give up?"

Bu Quetian seemed to have gone completely crazy, he said sinisterly: "I haven't lost yet!"

Chu Mubai's pupils contracted, in the next moment, Chu Mubai felt a sense of danger, as though he had smelled death, and even the hair on his back stood on end, as though he had been stared at by a hungry wolf.

In Bu Quetian's hand, a pitch-black, shiny, and strangely colored handgun suddenly appeared.

This pistol was made with exquisite craftsmanship. The rich carving was amazing. It could be said to be flawless. The shiny black body of the gun seemed to exude a dense demonic aura. It was extremely strange. Just looking at it, it gave people a feeling of extreme danger.

For the first time, Chu Mubai's usually calm expression changed!

"Devil Spear Shot Moon!"

It was actually the 'Devil Spear Shooting Moon'!

One of the seven famous spears in the world, Demon Spear Shining Moon, the peak of the 'Dark Weapon'. Every single one of them was unique and possessed the power to destroy the world.

Three years ago, when the 'Realm of the Gods' opened, it was rumored that the 'Devil Spear Shooting Moon' was born, causing countless cultivation experts to flee upon hearing it. But the strange thing was, the 'Devil Spear Shooting Moon' disappeared without a trace, and everyone returned empty-handed.

Bu Quetian's face was filled with madness and pride, "Hahaha, you didn't think that the 'Devil Spear Shooting Moon' would actually be in my hands, Chu Mubai, you will never win against me!"

The [Devil Spear Shooting Moon] soundlessly locked onto Chu Mubai, and at this moment, it was as though Chu Mubai was surrounded by an endless amount of death aura. His entire body was as though he had fallen into an icehouse, as his body stiffened and he was unable to move even a single inch.

Bu Quetian's entire person was in an extremely unstable state of craziness as he said cruelly, "Chu Mubai, go and die!"

"Boom!"

At this moment, the pitch-black muzzle of the 'Devil Spear Shooting Moon' suddenly stored up a dazzling amount of energy. In an instant, it erupted with an extremely glaring white light, illuminating the entire ten thousand kilometer area!

In an instant, as if Chu Mubai had sensed an immense danger, the hairs on his entire back all stood up, and his mental energy, which was at the peak of the 'fourth level', began to frantically circulate.

"Boom!"

A huge explosion, shaking the world, at that moment, Chu Mubai could not even open his eyes due to the dazzling white light!

Like a meteor crashing into the earth, the ground shook and the mountains shook and buildings collapsed. With Bu Quetian at the center, the earth beneath him continued to crack and shatter.

Devil Spear Shot Moon, Shattering the Heavens!

"Puff …"

The white light destroyed all of Chu Mubai's defenses as though it was a dried twig, and smashed onto his body. Chu Mubai coughed out a long mouthful of blood, and his' Divine Worm Armor 'shattered with a loud bang, as he was sent flying backwards.

With just one attack, Chu Mubai's internal organs were destroyed, and all hundred of his meridians were destroyed, his' Spirit Sea 'shattered.

The situation was instantly reversed!

"Cough cough, has it finally ended …"

Chu Mubai's eyes were empty as he stared blankly at the sky. In his blurry vision, he seemed to be able to see the three thousand strands of hair in the sky. On his cold and proud face, a beautiful figure appeared and floated by. "Jin Nan …"

Like a dried up leaf that was being blown by the wind, Chu Mubai's figure rapidly descended towards the ground... Chu Mubai closed his eyes in grief, warm tears flowing down his face and falling from the sky. Everyone thought that as a heaven's pride expert of this generation, Chu Mubai would definitely enjoy the glory of being the center of attention, but in reality … The corner of Chu Mubai's mouth was suffused with endless bitterness.

No one knew that ever since Mu Jin Nan had died, a prodigy, Chu Mubai, had survived with a dead heart, and everything had gone wrong. Otherwise, with Chu Mubai's cautious personality, how could he have been easily invited to battle by Bu Quetian.

When the pain of life was greater than death, wasn't death also a form of relief?

In the end, this arranged battle was actually Chu Mubai borrowing Bu Quetian's power to free himself.

"Boom!"

Chu Mubai was like a meteorite as he fell straight into the limitless ruins, causing endless smoke and dust to fly into the air and the earth to tremble.

"Cough, cough."

Chu Mubai's four limbs and hundred bones seemed to have collapsed, he could not even move a single finger, the meridians in his body had long been broken, the 'Spirit Sea' was completely empty, and blood could not help but gush out from the wound.

At this moment, even if a genius doctor were to live and the Medicine God was to be revived, he would have no strength to reverse the situation.

Bu Quetian's entire body was covered in blood, holding onto the wound on his shoulder, he staggered to Chu Mubai's side. His eyes were filled with coldness, his right hand trembled, and he pointed the black muzzle of his' Devil Spear Shooting Moon 'at Chu Mubai.

It was as if Chu Mubai didn't see the thick devil spear within reach. He forced out a smile, coughed out a mouthful of blood and sputum, his face was filled with bloodstains as he said: "Que Tian, you've lost …"

Bu Quetian quietly looked at Chu Mubai, and said: "Yes, I lost, but regretfully, no one will know."

"Everything is over …"

Bu Quetian paused before continuing, "Oh right, before I die, I might as well tell you another piece of news."

Bu Quetian slowly placed his bleeding finger on the trigger, and said: "Weren't you always trying to find out about your own background? I forgot to tell you... The answer lies on a jade pendant. "

Chu Mubai stared blankly for a moment before a smile appeared on his face with great difficulty. Endless amounts of blood flowed from his throat.

He gushed out with his mouth wide open, as if he wanted to say something, but no one could hear him at this moment.

Mu Jinnan … I will not give up until you die!

Bu Quetian did not say a word, and his eyes instantly became cold.

"Boom!"

Boundless white light filled the entire world. With a thunderous sound, an entire generation of heaven's pride level experts fell. This sound rang the death knell of the century's reincarnation cycle … Consciousness, like an unconscious drifting in the river of history, lost its meaning. 'Past' and 'Future' overlapped to form an illusory image. Only the gears of time could be seen rolling forward eternally.

"Am I dead …?"

" "Where is this place …?"

" "My head hurts …"

" "Why am I here …"

" I don't think I remember anything else. "

It was pitch-black and deathly still, as if it was a dream.

In a trance, it was as if a whisper had continuously resounded in Chu Mubai's ears. That gentle voice seemed to have been heard countless of times in his previous life, and it was exceptionally familiar, but Chu Mubai just couldn't remember what it was.

"Big brother, big brother …"

" Who? "Who's calling me?"

A ray of light rips through the eternal darkness... It was a low, damp room.

The estranged light seemed to have a dreamlike unreality. It seeped in through the thin skylight and silently spread out on a simple and crude wooden bed. The moist air was accompanied by the faint fragrance of medicinal herbs.

The facilities of the low ceilinged room were simple and unadorned, but everything was organized and orderly.

On the wooden bed, a seventeen or eighteen year old boy was sleeping. His body was covered with an extremely thin mattress, and his body was thin. His lips were slightly pale, as if he had been in a coma for several days.

He, was Chu Mubai.

A feeling of helplessness rose up from within his limbs and bones. All the bones in his body seemed to have broken down. His chest grew heavy and his soul sunk into extreme weakness. He couldn't even move a finger.

"..." "Cough."

Chu Mubai suddenly let out a weak cough, and blankly opened his eyes slowly. His eyes were empty and dull, and a touch of extremely obscure faint golden color flashed in them, which gradually disappeared.

"..." Where is this? Didn't I already die? "