Dong——
The sound of water breaking rang out.
Under the water surrounding Su Mu, nine figures erged, encircling Su Mu at the center.
At the critical mont, Su Mu released his right hand, allowing the burly man to escape, tapping the water, and returning to the ice surface.
.....
The nine figures exuded a faint golden-red celestial glow.
They wore identical white Taoist robes and ghost-face masks of nine different shapes, hiding their features. They were bald, resembling monks.
After the nine figures appeared, they ford a circle, placing Su Mu at the center.
The next mont, the nine figures sat cross-legged on the water, hands clasped, muttering as though reciting scriptures.
Soon, golden Dharma Seals floated out, forming an array, trapping Su Mu inside.
Su Mu sensed sothing was amiss.
He prepared to dive underwater.
But was shocked to find he could no longer enter the water, completely trapped by the array.
At that mont, he finally understood why the burly man kept engaging him in close combat. It was to lure him into a trap, waiting for the ambush of the nine subrged figures.
.....
At this mont.
Not far away, Zero stood on a wooden boat, watching the battle. Seeing Su Mu trapped, his heart trembled, as though sensing a monuntal conspiracy quietly unfolding!
He didn’t recognize these nine monk-like figures in Taoist robes and ghost-face masks.
He began to recall, but after countless bouts of ancient history, he found no impression of these nine monks.
Then there’s only one possibility: so powerful presence erased them from ancient history, so no one could find any information about them.
To erase ancient history, preventing even himself from deducing or recalling it, must indicate incredible power.
Who stands behind these nine monks?
Although Zero couldn’t deduce information on the nine monks.
On the bodies of these nine monks, he sensed three different spiritual powers.
Dao, Buddha, Demon.
These three different paths of cultivation, all brought to an extre on their bodies!
The array they set up could temporarily isolate the River of Ti, trapping Su Mu on a small patch of water, directly limiting his power over the River of Ti.
For in Zero’s view, as a River Guardian, Su Mu could control the River of Ti. In theory, as long as he stood upon it, he was in an absolute unassailable position!
But now, Su Mu was trapped on less than ten square ters of water, an array severed this part of the River of Ti, isolating Su Mu within a "temporal layer."
By rights, these nine monks should not have the power to set such a high-level array!
So.....the mastermind behind must be constantly reinforcing this array in secret!
...
This is a kill plot against Su Mu!
Soone....intends to kill this River Guardian, this keeper of the River of Ti!
Zero subconsciously clenched his fists.
He could easily kill these nine monks and take Su Mu to "that path" to temporarily avoid this kill plot.
But....as he is now, he still can’t do it. He needs ti.
Could it be....the person behind even calculated him in, predicting his current lack of power to break this kill plot!
.....
"Was my choice really correct.."
"Was that nonexistent future a mistake..."
"Will you indeed die here today..."
Zero mused, gazing at Su Mu trapped in the array.
Nobody can answer this question for him.
Perhaps it’s because no one can answer this question for him that he crosses the river ti and again, making contact, seeking confirmation.
...
At this point, the burly man turned, facing a direction, kneeling with one knee and said: "This is my greatest wish. I hope, in light of my insignificant contributions, you will let see myself clearly."
With those words, a breeze blew by.
The burly man bowed his head: "Thank you."
The next mont, the burly man walked step by step toward Su Mu.
"Honored nine, let in."
Upon hearing this, the nine monks were visibly startled but still allowed the burly man into the array.
In this way, the two stood face to face in the narrow array space.
"I’m Tianluo, please advise ."
As he spoke, the burly man held a Double-Headed Blade, pointing at Su Mu, battle intent gleaming in his eyes.
Su Mu slowly drew a silver short sword from his sleeve, his most powerful weapon.
The next second, the burly man charged at Su Mu!
Pang——
The sound of a clash echoed.
Su Mu, respecting his opponent, fought with his full strength.
But with a single encounter, the Double-Headed Blade in the burly man’s hand was severed, his Dantian shattered.
"I lost."
Tianluo smiled bitterly, blood oozing from the corner of his mouth.
At that mont, he saw himself clearly.
He thought this man only relied on the River of Ti for such formidable strength, but now...the other was isolated by the array, unable to use the River of Ti, and yet he couldn’t withstand a single move.
He saw clearly and was completely convinced.
"My na is Su Mu."
Before preparing to slay Tianluo, Su Mu said calmly.
Hearing this, Tianluo was stunned.
He had never feared death, obsessed with "combat" to the extre, a madman in pursuit of the Dao path.
Perhaps, in his mind, the utmost respect amounted to this.
....
The next mont, Tianluo slowly raised his head, gazing at Su Mu.
Will he truly be erased by ’them’ here.....
Am I to die too...
Before death, at least leave a thought.
"I once said, if only you can kill , I would tell you."
"The person behind , he is"
Poof——
Instantly, Tianluo’s body before Su Mu disintegrated into fine powder, completely vanishing!
This scene happened so fast that even Su Mu was left stunned.
In that fleeting mont, a powerful energy invisibly appeared, piercing through Tianluo’s body.
Body, soul, even will obliterated to nothing.
Indeed, the one behind him must be very powerful...
.....
Seeing Tianluo disintegrating, the bodies of the nine monks visibly trembled.
"Tianluo...." Su Mu murmured, recalling the na, yet finding no information about him.
However, he appeared to be a worthy adversary.
....
Zero, witnessing Tianluo’s complete demise, also sighed deeply.
Once, in another era, he had a brief encounter with Tianluo, who was a person worthy of respect.
Yet tragically, in the end, he fell as a pawn to a significant figure.
....
Once upon a ti, in a glorious era, in a certain worldly village, a divine nursery rhy circulated, sung like this——
"Cowherd, cowherd, your flute sounds the anthem of the cyan ox’s return."
"Youth, youth, do you still rember the way ho."
"Unfilial son, gone afar, have you seen the mountain’s immortal?"
"Co back, child, your hotown is forever in Tianluo..."
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