Paramount War God

It had to be said that Yang Sen's scheme was very good, and his design was very ingenious.

He was ruthless and powerful. Such a person was truly difficult to deal with. However, to be able to suppress a battle spirit as strong as Dong Dazuo with just half a step into the realm of a battle spirit, how could he be considered weak and incompetent?

But why did this Yang Sen spend so much effort to kill him?

He was ranked twelfth and hadn't made it into the top ten. It was possible that he had come to kill him for the quota. Moreover, in this world within the giant wall, no one could reach out and touch him. Naturally, this was the best battlefield.

"Are you thinking about why I killed you?" Yang Sen, who was standing on top of the tree, looked down at Mu Tian. A mocking smile appeared on his face as he said, "The most important thing is to kill you for your placing. Your placing is mine." Of course, there is also a second reason. That is, you offended someone you should not have offended, so that person wanted you dead. "

"Is it the Bu Clan or the Shan Clan?" Mu Tian asked.

"You don't need to know. Your life, quota, and everything else is already taken away by me. I don't understand why there are some people that remain low-key despite being so strong." Now I see the reason in you. If the tree is in the forest, the wind shall destroy it.

"No need, you won't have a chance." Mu Tian raised his head, a sinister smile appearing at the corner of his mouth.

"What did you say?" Yang Sen's eyes narrowed.

"I say, you don't need it."

With a shout, Mu Tian suddenly dashed toward Yang Sen and swung his saber.

Shock appeared in Yang Sen's eyes as he looked at Mu Tian in disbelief. He felt extremely puzzled in his heart. Why was he still able to unleash such powerful battle prowess after being injured like this?

"Damn it." Yang Sen shouted. His body flashed as he dodged Mu Tian's attack and landed on another tree. His long and narrow eyes shot out an angry and vicious light. "You really surprise me. But it's useless. You will definitely die today." I just don't want to get hurt a little bit for you, because I have other important things to do. "Now you have two choices, surrender obediently and let me kill you. I'll give you a quick death, or else …"

Yang Sen's face was gloomy, a vicious smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, "You will die very miserably."

"I choose the third choice, to kill you." Mu Tian stood on the branch of a large tree. He held a battle saber in his hand as he stood proudly without yielding.

"Hmph." Yang Sen's eyes were filled with viciousness and malevolence. His body turned into an afterimage as he charged towards Mu Tian, sending a punch towards him.

A wave of battle power exploded out, extremely vigorous and powerful. As he faced Yang Sen's powerful punch, Mu Tian directly chopped out with his blade.

A terrifying battle broke out in an instant, and a wave of battle power filled the dense forest in the mountain range. Not to mention anything else, this Yang Sen was truly powerful. Not only was his battle prowess formidable, but his combat techniques were also excellent. Several battle skills were already trained to the point of being pure blue like fire, and there were even some that had reached the great circle of perfection.

If the twelfth rank was already so strong, then those people who were ranked in the top ten would definitely be extremely terrifying. Mu Tian had already seen the fifth ranked Mountain River Sect and the third ranked Xi Men Ying Xue together. They were true heaven's pride level geniuses, true powerhouses.

The battle drum sounded out, and the word "battle" was hanging in the air. A torrent of fighting intent was pouring out as the flames burned crazily. His body was already filled with rolling fighting desire. Every cell in his body thirsted to break through, craving for a crazy roar. He charged forward recklessly like a fish craving for water.

Spiritual energy rushed into Mu Tian's body, nourishing his battle spirit meridians. On the ninth battle spirit vein, the fifth branch quickly grew and pierced through the vast darkness.

Powerful battle power poured out, slashing towards Yang Sen. Yang Sen raised his half-step spirit weapon to block with an extremely ugly expression. He could already feel that as the battle progressed, Mu Tian was constantly becoming stronger.

Yang Sen's original plan was to effortlessly kill Mu Tian. This was because he could not be injured. The world within the giant wall was filled with mysterious dangers. If he were to recklessly charge in with his injured body, it would be no different from courting death. And there were only three days left, the world within the giant wall was vast, if he stopped to recuperate, there was definitely not enough time.

Everything had gone smoothly, but he had never expected that at the most crucial step, something would go wrong. Mu Tian was actually still able to unleash such terrifying battle prowess. Furthermore, the battle grew stronger and stronger. This made Yang Sen want to die.

Yang Sen's body was already wounded, and there was a long and deep wound. White bones could be seen everywhere, and blood was flowing profusely. Although he had left an even more serious injury on Mu Tian's body, it wasn't worth it for Yang Sen.

But now, there was no other way.

Die!" "Nine Dragons Thorn." Yang Sen let out a fierce roar as the half-step spirit treasure in his hand bloomed. His battle prowess surged as a huge nine prongs pierced towards Mu Tian's heart. The nine trident in Yang Sen's hand was a half step spirit artifact. It was situated between a battle weapon and a spirit artifact, and possessed an extremely great might. However, it lacked a spirit vein that was unique to spirit energy.

As for this Spiritual Pulse, it was something that only a Spirit Transformation Master could form.

The Nine Dragons Thorn was a king grade intermediate battle skill, and Yang Sen had already mastered it to perfection. Yang Sen was able to forcefully push himself to rank 12 on the ranking board of Blackwater City with his half-step battle spirit because of this king grade intermediate battle skill, the Nine Dragons Thorn.

Even a battle spirit like Dong Dazhuo would not be able to block this Nine Dragons Thorn of Yang Sen's.

A powerful battle prowess swept towards Mu Tian. The vast and powerful nine trident were like nine divine dragons as they whistled over, baring their fangs and brandishing their claws towards Mu Tian. Mu Tian's figure flashed and instantly moved to the side. The saber in his hand slashed downwards. His battle prowess was like the divine water of the Ninth Heaven. It sprinkled down and cut the nine divine dragons into two.

"You can say that you killed you, and I might help you take revenge." Mu Tian's voice sounded.

"How laughable." Yang Sen's expression turned malevolent as he howled. There was only a single spear left in his hand. The first half of the spear had been cut in half by Mu Tian's battle. Raising his head to search his surroundings, he still couldn't find Mu Tian's figure. Only Mu Tian's voice resounded within the forest.

"I'm here, and you're going to die."

Mu Tian's figure suddenly appeared beside Yang Sen. The sword in his hand had already pierced Yang Sen's back, and blood flowed out from the blade.

"How could this be …" Yang Sen struggled to turn his head and look at the side of Mu Tian's face as he let out a roar. Very quickly, the light in his eyes dimmed, and he collapsed onto the ground. Even until his death, he still couldn't understand how such a result could have occurred.

Mu Tian took the spatial bag from Yang Sen and quickly left that place. The destructive power of this battle, together with the smell of blood, would soon attract a lot of demon beasts.

After killing a peak rank 9 beast in a stream with a single slash, Mu Tian quickly washed his body before jumping onto a large tree. He used the dense foliage to conceal his body and quickly healed his severely injured body.

As the medicinal effects of the pill healed his body, Mu Tian didn't remain idle. Instead, he began to feel the Spiritual Aura within the world around him. He concentrated all of his Spiritual Energy in an attempt to communicate with them. Everything had a spirit, and one could communicate with it, let alone the pure spiritual energy of heaven and earth.

Spirit Sense, Spirit Manipulation, Spirit Transformation, Spirit Transformation … each step was extremely difficult. No wonder why there are so few Spirit Transformation Masters on this continent.

Time passed by quickly. Soon, a day had passed. With the aid of the medicinal pills, Mu Tian's body had more or less recovered. As for Spirit Controlling, Mu Tian still didn't know what to do.

Eating a fiery-red fruit, Mu Tian's body flashed forward as he searched for what the first generation mayor of Blackwater City had left behind. It was as though a voice was guiding Mu Tian from the bottom of his heart, making him head in that direction. The reason Mu Tian had come to the middle boundary of the ink palace was all because of this faint voice in his heart. If it wasn't for this voice, Mu Tian wouldn't have come. The warning from Yan Li and Master Li Jiu's guess made Mu Tian extremely fearful of the City Lord Mo Liuzhi.

"This should be the place."

Mu Tian fell down from the tree and earnestly sensed the call. As they got closer, the voice in Mu Tian's heart became more and more intense. It was as though there was a resonance between the two things that were related.

"What exactly did the first generation mayor of Blackwater City leave behind in this place? Why did he give me such a strange call?" Mu Tian was filled with doubts, which urged him to quickly search for it. He had to find the answer to the big question in his head as soon as possible.

At the bottom of a cliff, Mu Tian saw a cemetery. It was very neat and tidy, as though there were people cleaning the place every day. There wasn't even a single blade of grass.

What was going on? Could there be someone in the middle of the Wall?

Mu Tian instantly felt a thick black fog invading his surroundings. Why would there be people in the middle of the wall? And not only dead, but alive.

Inside the ink palace, Mo Liuzhi stood in the middle of the hall with her hands behind her back as she looked at the paintings on the walls.

"Six fingers, are you sure that Mu Family member can find the blood?" The white-haired Great Elder said.

Mo Liuzhi nodded, "He will definitely find it. That blood is the same type of blood that flows in his body, so it will resonate with him."

"If you can do this, I will fly. "Haha, such nonsense actually tricked so many people, and also tricked the boy from the Mu family."

"Others might have been deceived, but that Mu Tian wasn't deceived. He went in because he had received a resonance with the blood in the world within the giant wall."

"Then if he found the blood, would he use it directly?"

"That won't happen. The power of that blood is not something that the current Mu Tian can withstand. A single drop of that blood would definitely cause his body to explode and die." "Unless …"

"Unless what?"

"Unless he really awakened the blood of the War God in his body, but this is absolutely impossible. Right now, the person I am most afraid of is still that person. "