Emperor of Pills and Martial Arts

"Where is this place?"

At this time, Chu Mo was in a misty space and he couldn't see a single person in the unfamiliar surroundings.

"It seems like the others have also entered a different space like me!"

Suddenly appearing in such a strange space, Chu Mo did not panic, but instead calmly analyzed the current situation, and roughly understood the sequence of events.

However, what was his purpose in coming to this space?

"Rumble!"

Just as Chu Mo was confused, the space suddenly erupted with thunder.

Immediately afterwards, the fog in the surroundings started to surge in both directions. A straight path appeared in front of them, and a bright light appeared at the end of it.

The light became brighter and brighter, filling Chu Mo's pupils, causing his to have no choice but to close his eyes.

The thunder gradually died down and the light dimmed. Chu Mo opened his eyes and saw a person!

It was a middle-aged man!

The middle-aged man was incomparably domineering as he stood proudly in the air with his hands behind his back. He looked just like a Deity, looking disdainfully at the world around him, causing people's hearts to tremble.

"Yiya!"

Just then, the mysterious small animal suddenly scuttled out of the danwu space. With an extremely excited expression, it quickly jumped towards the middle aged man in the sky.

"Xiao Hong, be careful!"

Seeing that, Chu Mo was shocked, and quickly warned his.

Just by looking at the aura of the middle aged man, Chu Mo was certain that he was a super strong Ranker, how could he be casually provoked by small animal!?

However, the small animal did not care, and pounced towards the middle-aged man!

However, what he had imagined did not happen. The middle-aged man was not angry, nor was he displeased. There was not even a hint of an expression on his face!

Furthermore, the small animal also did not successfully pounce into the middle-aged man's embrace. Instead, it directly passed through the middle-aged man's body …

"This is …"

Chu Mo was startled, then looked at the middle aged man, and finally understood the reason.

It turned out that the middle-aged man did not actually exist. Instead, he was an extremely condensed image.

"Yiya!"

However, the small animal still refused to budge. It jumped back and forth around the middle-aged man, but in the end, it only passed through the middle-aged man's body.

"Wuwuwu …"

Gradually, the little fellow seemed to have realized something and started crying, appearing extremely sorrowful.

Chu Mo felt pity in his heart. He picked up the little fellow and asked: "Xiao Hong, what's wrong?"

Xiao Hong pointed to the middle aged man in front of him and said, "Master doesn't want me anymore!"

Hearing that, Chu Mo was so shocked that he almost threw the small animal out. He said to the small animal in disbelief: "You're saying, he's your past Master?"

"Yes!"

The small animal nodded, its big cute eyes blinking, seemingly not understanding why its Master had become like this, unwilling to hug it.

Receiving the confirmed answer from the small animal, Chu Mo could not help but inhale a breath of cold air, his heart was like a torrential storm.

If Chu Mo was not mistaken, this middle-aged man should be the Master of this tomb, which meant that he was the rumored great ancient saint!

However, such an almighty being was actually the Master of the danwu space!?

"No wonder the Little Martial Arts Mountain looks exactly like the Martial Arts Mountain. So this place is the tomb of the previous Master …"

Furthermore, Chu Mo thought of another question. It was said that the Martial Arts Mountain was moved into the wumen from where the previous Master was using their supreme divine power …

In other words, the middle-aged man in front of him was the domineering Saint that moved mountains!

Using his own strength to move a towering mountain, he was simply defying the heavens!

Thinking about it, Chu Mo hurriedly bowed to the middle-aged man's shadow, and said: "Junior Chu Mo greets Predecessor!"

"Stand up!"

Just then, a heavy voice exploded next to Chu Mo's ears, like thunder from the ninth heaven.

The shadow of the middle-aged man actually … He had spoken!

Chu Mo was dumbstruck, he stared at the middle aged man in shock, and did not know what to say!

Isn't this a tomb?

Wasn't tombs used to bury people?

How could a dead man speak?

Furthermore, it was only an illusion!

As if he knew what Chu Mo was thinking, the middle-aged man opened his mouth once again and said: "I am only an illusion of this sovereign.

"So that's how it is!"

Chu Mo finally understood, it turned out that the illusion was left behind by that saint, only people who had reached the top of Little Martial Arts Mountain would have the fortune to see it.

"Yiya!"