He told the willow tree the story until it was very late. When the sky was dark, Mu Shan carried the corpse on his back and pulled Xiao Yu's hand to walk back.
The willow tree was not satisfied. It quietly extended a branch to stop them, but when it was in front of them, it seemed to be afraid of something and hurriedly retracted it.
Mu Shan did not seem to notice it. He pulled Xiao Yu and walked forward slowly. As he got closer to the small building, his face suddenly became gloomy. He stopped for a while before continuing to walk.
Another person came into the small building. It was a very beautiful woman. She was wearing a long silver dress and her body was spotless. Compared to the dirty crowd in the small building, she was like a person from a different world. Her skin was white and flawless, and her face was exquisite to the extreme. Her expression was incomparably indifferent, as if she was not a mortal.
Mu Shan put down the corpse on his back and said to Xiao Yu, "Xiao Yu, grandpa can't take care of you in the future. Go to Brother Du Jun and remember the cultivation method and hunting skills grandpa taught you."
Xiao Yu's eyes reddened. She tightly held onto his clothes and did not let go.
Mu Shan sighed and gently broke free. He said to the woman, "I didn't expect Your Highness to come to me personally. I've been away from the organization for many years and don't have much time left. You still won't let me go!"
The woman did not speak. Her gaze turned to the corpse on the ground. Her expressionless face changed. There was a trace of joy, a trace of disgust, and a trace of conflict.
Mu Shan noticed the change in her expression and was secretly puzzled. He continued, "These are all ordinary humans. They're no threat to the Divine Temple. Please don't hurt them, Your Highness."
The woman came back to her senses in a daze. She pointed at the corpse on the ground and asked, "Do you know who this person is?"
Mu Shan was very puzzled. He said, "I don't know. He might have been a very powerful human in the past. Now, he should be a dying man."
The woman looked at the corpse on the ground with a complicated gaze. She sighed and said, "As long as this guy doesn't want to die, he won't die. He was only forced to seal his consciousness to recuperate. What a powerful Thunder Saint. Not only did he severely injure his body, but his soul as well!"
"This person was injured by a Saint, so he's also a Saint?" Mu Shan was shocked.
The woman nodded, picked up the corpse, and walked away. After taking a few steps, she suddenly turned around and said, "I'm not here for you. To be more precise, it was this guy who led me here. You are an elder of the Holy Sanctum, so you should know the consequences of betraying the Holy Sanctum."
It was not until the girl's figure disappeared that Mu Shan sat down on the ground. His wrinkled old face began to twist violently again, as if he was in great pain.
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The woman floated through the forest and finally entered a cave. She placed the corpse down.
Ripples arose from the boundless darkness, and then a figure in a black robe walked out of thin air. He said in a hoarse voice, "Why haven't you made a move yet? Every human Saint killed is one less!"
The woman was not surprised. She replied coldly, "Who do you think you are? How dare you order me around!"
The man in the black robe paused, and his voice became respectful. "Your Highness, there are many creatures in this world that are far beyond our control. The natural gods are fine, but the humans must be under control. If something happens to the farm, the master will blame us."
The woman's expression changed, and she said coldly, "He's not the only human Saint. There are at least seven or eight of them, and each one is more powerful than the last. It doesn't matter if we kill one or two of them."
"It's different. The others are old and have reached the end of their evolution, but he's different. The growth potential of the Fusion Body is terrifying, and he's the biggest nemesis of the Abyss Race. He must be killed in the cradle. I thought Luo Kai would kill him, but I didn't expect him to be so indecisive. What a disappointment."
The man in the black robe shook his head and sighed.
The woman sneered. "Aren't you afraid that he'll be able to connect to the world one day? When that time comes, you'll be the first one to suffer!"
The black-robed man was silent for a while. Suddenly, he turned around and prostrated himself on the ground towards the outside of the cave. He said humbly, "If there really is such a day, when the most suitable vessel is cultivated, it will be this old servant's honor."
The woman was stunned. Then, she sensed a mysterious thought coming from the unseen world, and she hurriedly knelt down.
A moment later, the mysterious thought disappeared. The two of them heaved a sigh of relief and stood up with sweat all over their foreheads. In front of a real "God", nothing in the world could be a secret, including one's thoughts.
In the eyes of the higher life forms, this world was nothing more than a huge farm. In order to cultivate the best life forms, they allowed the species to compete and evolve freely. This process was an endless cycle that could continue until the seas dried up and the rocks crumbled, until the stars fell.
The two of them returned to the corpse. The woman looked hesitant, and she showed no signs of doing anything.
"If Your Highness has any concerns, why don't you let me do it for you?" the man in the black robe said.
The woman said calmly, "This guy has already cultivated a nuclear fusion body. The slightest carelessness could cause an explosion. You and I aren't saints who can fly. I'm afraid we won't even have a chance to escape."
The man in the black robe smiled. "I'm weak, but Your Highness is definitely not weaker than a saint. Killing a half-dead saint will be a piece of cake."
The woman's expression turned cold again. "Since you know you're weak, then hurry up and get lost. I'll kill him whenever I want. It's not up to you to tell me what to do!"
The man in the black robe trembled. He was clearly angry, but he didn't dare to say anything. Ripples appeared in the air, and his figure disappeared.
The woman looked back at the corpse for a while, and her expression kept changing. In the end, she picked up the corpse again and flew into the sky. After flying for hundreds of kilometers, she stopped on a small mountain.
Looking at the corpse in her hand, she sighed. "Cheng Bo, don't show yourself too much in the future." Then, she opened her mouth slightly, and a wisp of silver-white smoke came out.
The smoke slowly seeped into the corpse's forehead. It could be seen that the corpse was filling up at a speed visible to the naked eye, while the woman's body slowly faded like mist.
After a long time, she trembled violently and stopped the energy transmission. She stared at the man in front of her who had turned into a human, sighed, and turned to leave.
The dark clouds in the sky gradually faded, and endless starlight shone on the ground.
The black-robed man silently appeared on the hillside. He pulled out a short sword from his waist and forcefully stabbed it into the corpse on the ground. Accompanied by the sound of metal clashing, the corpse on the ground was unharmed, but the short sword immediately broke.
His expression didn't change. He threw the short sword away and pointed with a finger. Black smoke shot out, and the wild grass on the ground quickly withered under the black smoke. It was obviously very corrosive, but the corpse still didn't change at all.
Then, the man in the black robe used all kinds of methods, but he couldn't hurt the corpse at all. Even the hardest material in the world was far from comparable to the broken corpse in front of him.
After a long time, he frowned and muttered, "As expected of a saint. What's the relationship between the princess and Su Chengbo? Why didn't you kill him?"
He still had many powerful methods, but he was really worried that he would accidentally detonate this "nuclear bomb" like the woman said. In the end, he could only leave helplessly.