Heaven Slaying Blade

Four years of relentless torment had already extinguished any trace of affection Dongfang Yunluo had for his family, leaving only endless hatred.

Tears threatened to spill from Dongfang Sheng's eyes, filled with deep grievance. It was not that he didn't want to save his ancestor, but he truly was powerless!

For four years, they had made several attempts to break in, but the ruins of the royal clan had long been laid with endless arrays by Chu Mo.

The head of Dongfang Yunluo was sealed, so naturally, he didn't know that while Chu Mo was refining his head, he also sent a split avatar out to set countless array traps around the ruins of the Chu Clan's royal household. This time, the army managed to invade only because the arrays suddenly disappeared six months ago!

Dongfang Sheng dared not to tell anyone about the existence of the arrays, insisting that no one should speak of it!

He didn't even know if the disappearance of the traps was an intentional pit dug by Chu Mo, yet he came regardless. What he received was a cold and ruthless sentence from the ancestor. He felt aggrieved, yet he understood. He just couldn't comprehend the torture the ancestor had been through over the years...

As for Dongfang Hengtai, the only surviving Supreme Ancestor of the Dongfang Family, it wasn't that he didn't wish to come, but he couldn't!

Four years ago, he had his primordial spirit severely injured by a few Taoist titles from Supreme Wuji. During those four years, he attempted several times, but all ended in failure! He even contacted ancient ancestors from other families, hoping to jointly kill Chu Mo.

But some of those ancient ancestors bluntly refused. They believed that no matter how audacious Young Master Chu could be, he wouldn't dare provoke them directly. At the same time, they feared the intervention from those two exalted entities. Although Dongfang Hengtai hid the intervention by Supreme Wuji, what kind of people are they? They are truly ancient monsters who've lived for ten thousand ages — how could they not guess such matters?

A few Supreme ancestors were intrigued, wanting to assist. After all, if Young Master Chu remained alive, they couldn't be at peace.

But as soon as they emerged from seclusion and were about to head toward the ruins of the Chu Clan, they either heard that Taoist title or a Buddhist title.

In an instant, their primordial spirit was severely wounded!

No one dared to come anymore!

Only then did they fully understand that the two exalted beings guarding the tunnel's ends were serious, forbidding direct action against Young Master Chu!

This news quickly spread among the Supreme ancestors of the thirteen ancient clans.

Hence, all the Supreme ancestors fell silent.

Finally, Dongfang Hengtai chose silence as well, opting to retreat for healing. He was deeply worried that one day, Chu Mo might suddenly appear in front of him.

Dongfang Yunluo was not an opponent, so how could he, gravely wounded as well, be an opponent to Chu Mo?

Therefore, Dongfang Hengtai could only pin all his hopes on those cultivators in the ancestral realm. In secret, he also advised Dongfang Sheng that within the tunnel, there were not only thirteen ancient clans, and not only these thirteen clans had Supreme-level ancient ancestors!

Though it's rare for anyone to be able to invite Supreme ancient ancestors, and they are seldom swayed by riches, it depends on who asks and what the benefit is!

Indeed, even Supreme realm cultivators require cultivation resources. However, the resources they need are unimaginable to normal cultivators. If one could indeed offer a tremendous amount of top-notch resources required by Supreme cultivators, surely, someone might be tempted.

Dongfang Sheng did try, but the results were not great.

It wasn't that no one was tempted, but after asking who the target was, silence ensued. They couldn't even be bothered to respond any further to Dongfang Sheng.

Remaining silent actually was a tremendous concession. If someone else approached them with this matter, they might have been slapped to death instead!

To enter the ruins of the Chu Clan's royal household and kill the reincarnated Young Master Chu? Is there a task more perilous than this? How is that different from entering a massive ancient clan to kill a Supreme ancestor?

The fact remains, no one who reaches this level of cultivation is a fool. So, despite being deeply tempted by those top-tier cultivation resources, no one accepted the task.

Ultimately, Dongfang Sheng personally led the army here and saw Dongfang Yunluo, on the brink of annihilation due to torment, and also saw Chu Mo.

"Young Master Mo, do you think doing this won't incite public outrage? Do you really want to be enemies with all ancient clans?" Dongfang Sheng coldly looked at Chu Mo, still trying to persuade him to return Dongfang Yunluo's head to them. Then use some means to lull Chu Mo.

As long as he leaves the ruins of the royal clan, there will be countless individuals from those many ancient clans who wish to kill him!

But Chu Mo wasn't as foolish as he thought, staring at Dongfang Sheng with an air-headed look: "Aren't you coming in to kill? Then, come on!"

Such arrogance!

Such majesty, absolutely without any superfluous words.

The Monkey coldly laughed: "Ready to fight then, you have so many people, surely you aren't scared of just us hundred or so, right?"

Cat Great Saint commented from the side: "Meow, I'm a bit scared actually, look, they're all giants in the ancestral realm."

Kun Fish Great Saint laughed: "Yeah, we've been cultivating for so many years and haven't reached the ancestral realm, haven't become giants — what a waste!"

Cat Great Saint said: "Yeah, we're so weak, they dare not even storm in!"

From the legion behind Dongfang Sheng, an angry atmosphere surged forth. They were all very pissed.

In their hearts, they thought, who is afraid of you filthy lot? What a joke? Could your insignificant scraps withstand even a single wave of our attack? We're afraid of the curse power on the royal ruins, not you!

Dongfang Sheng, seeing the indifferent Chu Mo and the hundred or so fearless beings, finally resolved, said through gritted teeth: "Charge in!"

The pre-battle mobilization was long completed. Whoever could kill Chu Mo would be granted three sets of Supreme scriptures, as well as all resources necessary to cultivate to the Supreme realm! Others participating would also receive all resources required to cultivate to the Supreme realm! If they died in battle, their family members would receive the same compensations!

All of this was decreed by Dongfang Sheng himself, bearing the identity of the Dongfang Clan's patriarch! The decree was stamped with the Dongfang Clan patriarch's seal! Stamped with every elder council seal of the Dongfang clan!

As long as this decree is held, no matter when they approach the Dongfang Clan, the promises will be honored!

Other ancient clans also signed a contract with the Ancient Dongfang Clan, agreeing that if Young Master Mo dies, they would be responsible for ninety percent of these resources!

Wealth moves hearts, and it's the same on every level. It all depends on what level of wealth you offer!

These ten thousand cultivators are all well aware of the curse on the ruins of the Chu Clan royalty, so they each carried corresponding dharma instruments. At least they could hold out for a while, and as long as they killed Young Master Mo, they would have won!

As for the hundred eighty spirits on the royal ruins, none of these people gave them a second thought.

"Kill!"

With a furious roar from Dongfang Sheng, the army of ten thousand ancestral realm cultivators charged fiercely toward the royal ruins.

On the flagpole, the mocking smile on Dongfang Yunluo's face grew even denser.

Even with his head sealed, his vision remained. Naturally, he could clearly see the countless arrays Chu Mo had set up here. But he had no intention of warning those people.

Whether they lived or died, what did it matter to him?

Boom!

Boom boom!

Boom boom boom!

As the army of ten thousand ancestral realm cultivators attacked, a series of explosions erupted across the ruined land.

The sound was deafening, and simultaneously terrifying Dao energies surged skyward!

A killing array arose!

A hundred killing arrays arose!

Ten thousand killing arrays arose!

A million killing arrays... all arose simultaneously!

A million!

Not a hundred, nor ten thousand!

But a million!

Chu Mo had not even used the ancient array deep in the earth of the Chu Clan royalty. If he could avoid using it, he preferred not to, and even continue to keep this secret for future generations as a treasure.

During these four years, Chu Mo had transformed countless times, making the entire ruins of the Chu Clan as impregnable as a fortress!

Thinking that these ancestral realm cultivators could break into the royal ruins is simply a colossal joke!

Even if one or two Supremes came, without using the array deep within the earth, Chu Mo could still trap them for at least ten years!

More than ten thousand ancestral realm cultivators, along with Dongfang Sheng, had simply jumped straightforwardly into the pit that Chu Mo had spent four years digging.

The instant activation of a million killing arrays directly took the lives of dozens of unfortunate souls.

Those people had no chance to react before they fell, their primordial spirits unable to escape.

At this moment, the monkeys watched from afar with surprised looks, saying, "How could these people be so foolish? What made them dare to rush in like this?"

The Cat Great Saint said, "Do they think there's only the power of the curse here?"

The Bull Demon Great Saint sighed, "How naïve can they be?"

The old yellow dog barked once beside Chu Mo, its voice full of disdain.

An old servant, still looking elderly but now full of endless vitality, stood beside Chu Mo and chuckled, "Young Master had such divine power even years ago."

Chu Mo smiled slightly, thinking: Unfortunately, I never did it back then, did I?

At this point, Chu Mo was long past any restrictions. Even if the person from his past life was him, the one in this life is the true Chu Mo!

Meanwhile, Dongfang Yunluo's head, hanging on the flagpole, couldn't help but chuckle.

"Interesting... interesting, finally someone has come to be buried with me!"

Chu Mo glanced at him, "You're wrong. You won't die so soon, but they won't escape. Strictly speaking, you'll be the one giving them a burial in the future."

"Hmph!" Dongfang Yunluo looked at Chu Mo, having lost the interest in bantering with him. He said lightly, "You won't meet a good end."

"No matter how bad, it would only be a repeat of the past," Chu Mo smiled slightly and said.