Heaven Slaying Blade

This is a form of trust.

When it comes to understanding, some learn earlier than others. Although Chu Mo is very young, everyone present, whether they are human or other beings, are much older than him. However, they don't mind following such a "young junior."

For cultivators, this is in no way shameful.

Even old cultivators who have lived for thousands of years calling a young cultivator of a few hundred years as master—such occurrences are quite common within the Cultivation Realm.

Wisdom comes from the teacher, and oftentimes, a teacher's guidance surpasses a decade of hard cultivation.

Not to mention Chu Mo's kindness toward them is even greater than that of a teacher. It wouldn't be an exaggeration to call it a life-saving grace.

Those who chose to follow Chu Mo early on became the original core of his group in the Tunnel.

Chu Mo never intended to establish a gigantic force. If he intended to, he wouldn't have left the Elite Alliance.

Yet he wishes to rebuild the Chu Clan royal family, and relying solely on himself is extraordinarily difficult. Now, with so many people following him, the rebuilding process is sure to be much easier.

Therefore, Chu Mo did not exchange pleasantries with these people and led them eastward along the journey.

The ruins of the Chu Clan royal family are located in the northeastern part of the Tunnel.

The trillions of miles of landscape there originally belonged to the Chu Clan royal family. When the Chu Clan royal family collapsed overnight more than a dozen epochs ago, these lands were divided among several ancient clans in the subsequent years.

An ownerless land can be claimed by anyone. No one would let it sit idle and fall into desolation.

Only the true ancestral land of the Chu Clan royal family remains a ruin to this day. It is said to be a place struck down by a Great Ancestor, filled with ominous aura. Moreover, those ancient clans, to show respect to the Chu Clan royal family, have left this place undisturbed for a million years.

When Chu Mo and his group were only half a day away from the ruins of the Chu Clan royal family, they were unexpectedly stopped by another group.

"Who goes there? This is the territory of the Ancient Dongfang Clan. Outsiders must leave at once." The speaker was a middle-aged looking cultivator exuding the aura of the ancestral realm. He regarded the group in front of him with some caution.

Chu Mo's cultivation was unfathomable, yet there was a palpable sense that he was the core of the group, surrounded by others.

Zi Dao, Ouyang Fei, Meng Na, Sky Patriarch, Brother Monkey, Luo Lan, Qianqiu, Qing Gu, and Xuanxuan—all these individuals did not seem ordinary. Besides their strong aura, the demeanor of this group set them apart from regular cultivators.

The aura fluctuations from the six Great Saints were slightly weaker, but their presence was not at all diminished!

Chu Mo had not yet let Qi Xiaoyu and Shui Yiyi appear, and the hundred non-human beings remained quietly cultivating in the celestial mirror world.

He hadn't planned on establishing a large force, but with the power he now possessed, he could easily conquer many families.

"Friend, we mean no harm, we just want to pass through here." Sky Patriarch stepped forward and cupped his fists slightly to the middle-aged man.

In fact, the middle-aged man from the Ancient Dongfang Clan was overreacting a bit. Groups like Chu Mo's, passing through various ancient clan territories in the skies above, were numerous. Since they weren't entering the interiors of these ancient clans to cause trouble, there was no reason to deny them passage.

It's not like being a bandit: this road is mine, this tree is mine...

Nevertheless, Sky Patriarch remained courteous to avoid trouble.

The middle-aged man from the Ancient Dongfang Clan frowned slightly at his words, then looked at the group and said, "This territory belongs entirely to our Ancient Dongfang Clan. You claim to be passing through, yet where are you heading?"

Brother Monkey's temper wasn't as mild; he wanted to lash out. But Ouyang Fei secretly stopped him: "Brother Monkey, don't get angry."

Then, Ouyang Fei smiled, stepped forward from behind, and slightly bowed to the middle-aged man: "Friend, we won't linger in the lands of the Ancient Dongfang Clan. As for where we're heading... it is inconvenient to say."

At this moment, a young-looking ancestor-level cultivator beside the middle-aged man coldly spoke: "There is nothing that cannot be disclosed—you have already penetrated the territory of the Ancient Dongfang Clan..."

Before he could finish, Chu Mo spoke. He had already learned about the Ancient Dongfang Clan, although not in-depth, he knew that after the fall of the Chu Clan royal family, this clan was among the first to seize a significant portion of the lands that originally belonged to the Chu Clan royal family—being one of those ancient clans that gained the most advantage.

Therefore, Chu Mo held no fondness towards the Ancient Dongfang Clan.

"The ground you're standing on wasn't even yours a million years ago." Chu Mo said lightly, "We do not wish to cause trouble, but that does not mean we are afraid of it."

"What do you mean by that?" The young ancestor-level cultivator exploded, glaring angrily at Chu Mo: "Are you trying to provoke the Ancient Dongfang Clan?"

"I can't stand people like you," Chu Mo said, striking immediately.

The people from the Ancient Dongfang Clan fell into chaos. A multitude of dharma instruments and divine abilities were launched directly at Chu Mo.

On the other hand, Chu Mo's group stood there chuckling at the commotion, without anyone stepping in to help.

Because it wasn't necessary at all!

This was the monster that could defeat a Supreme-level leader among the Shalan Bandits—how could this group of Ancient Dongfang Clan members possibly challenge him?

Indeed, a series of clanging explosions followed, leaving the members of the Ancient Dongfang Clan dumbfounded.

The dharma instruments they conjured were all shattered!

The divine abilities and spells they cast didn't harm even a single hair of this white-haired youth!

This is just too incredible!

Their wave of attacks, even a peak level figure in the ancestral realm, wouldn't dare say they could easily take it on, right?

Could it be that this white-haired young man, he's a Supreme?

No... that's absolutely impossible!

Chu Mo grabbed the young man from the ancestral realm.

"Let him go!"

"Don't harm our young master!"

"Release our young master!"

"Let go quickly!"

The group from the Ancient Dongfang Clan reacted only now, scolding and glaring at Chu Mo, demanding him to release the young man.

Young master?

In any ancient clan, so-called young masters and young ladies were numerous beyond count.

Not to mention the legitimate heirs, even those in the higher-ranking side branches were also called young masters and young ladies.

So, Chu Mo didn't take it too seriously.

The young man was grabbed by him, and though he felt a bit frightened, he hadn't completely lost his courage. Looking at Chu Mo, he said coldly, "Kid, you've stirred up big trouble today!"

"If you dare speak one more word of nonsense, I'll twist your neck." Chu Mo said darkly.

The young man seemed to want to say something, but upon seeing the coldness in Chu Mo's eyes, he immediately shut his mouth. Because he realized that this white-haired man didn't seem to be joking.

"Don't bring trouble upon yourself, it's best if you release our young master quickly, or you'll be in big trouble!" The middle-aged man was already feeling a bit lackluster in his authority but seemed not particularly afraid.

And it was obvious without looking that he had surely contacted reinforcements secretly for support.

Chu Mo sighed, looked back at everyone: "What do you say, surrounded by such vicious neighbors, is peaceful development possible?"

The monkey sneered, "Why not just kill them all?"

Even Meng Na joined in, "Often, reasoning doesn't work at all."

"Because bastards only believe in fists, just beat them into submission." Bull Demon Great Saint said gruffly.

"Seize them to death." Cat Great Saint was never afraid of making things big.

The group from the Ancient Dongfang Clan was completely stunned, feeling a bit fearful, wondering what kind of people they had provoked? Each one of them seemed so low-profile, but once conflict arose, they all turned out to be so violent?

The young man, immobilized in Chu Mo's grasp, was also a bit dumbfounded. In the Dongfang Family, he wasn't considered a noble figure, merely an illegitimate young master. But over the years, he had developed a style of being unquestioned in his own territory.

He intercepted this group only because he was bored and happened to come across them, wanting to exercise some authority.

But unexpectedly, he ran into a group of tough nuts.

Moreover, vicious neighbors? Development? These words sounded somewhat mysterious to the people of the Ancient Dongfang Clan.

Where did these people come from? What did they want? Since when did the Ancient Dongfang Clan have such neighbors?

"Who exactly are you people?" That middle-aged man remained steady, looking calmly at Chu Mo.

"Who we are doesn't concern you much, we don't want trouble. Remember, this is just a warning." Chu Mo casually tossed the young man back to the side of the Ancient Dongfang Clan.

The other party had not expected the white-haired young man to say "toss" and then just toss, catching them a bit off guard, yet two people still reached out directly, intending to catch their young master.

Two ancestral realm cultivators, simultaneously trying to catch their young master, yet they didn't expect that their young master, as if possessing an immensely magical power, directly rebounded them very far away. Then, they could only watch helplessly as their young master was thrown out for millions of miles.

Rolling in the void, over and over, and over again.

After rolling for who knows how many laps, he finally stopped in the distance in the void. Seemingly dizzy, he almost fell to the ground, but then he recovered, steadied himself, and flew back towards them.

"Let's go." Chu Mo sighed.

Not even at the doorstep, and already encountering fierce opposition, his mood was indeed a little uncomfortable.

The group flew straight into the distance. The young man instantly flew back, seemingly wanting to unleash a torrent of abuse, but was restrained by the middle-aged man's gaze.

"Young master, don't be impulsive." The middle-aged man said, "These people are not to be trifled with!"

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