As Xu Mu was about to be crushed by the heavy gravity, he suddenly exploded, first taking two steps, then pausing for a moment, and then taking three more steps, smashing through the stone bricks to emerge.
"Gulp!"
That was the sound of a swallowed gulp.
In the arena, all the ability users, whether Lords or Domain Lords, stared at him in unison, their eyes filled with shock, their jaws almost hitting the ground.
"He actually walked over! What was that at the end!"
Someone exclaimed, and the expressions of those eunuchs were as if they had seen a ghost.
He was clearly on the verge of death, clearly unable to hold on several times, so why did he suddenly seem like a different person?
Everyone's faces were ashen, shame and fear creeping onto their bodies.
Xu Mu's foot, which had shattered the stone slabs, seemed to have landed on their chests. This peerless genius had actually survived within the forbidden zone!
"I say, little eunuch, now that the old man from the Wang family isn't here, you should surrender quickly. Perhaps Xu Mu will let you off in the future."
The drunken Daoist, holding his wine gourd, mocked him with a smile.
"Senior Brother is still amazing, able to predict the emergence of a successor across half a continent. However, looking at this kid's talent, even Master would consider taking him as a disciple..."
"Preposterous! Even if he passed, what of it? What's the point!"
The eunuch, mocked, shouted with a pale face and no confidence.
He knew very well that if Xu Mu truly survived and left this place alive, then what awaited him would be the full resources of Great Xia, just as Ji Chang had received in the past!
"Hurry, run far away!"
Seeing that Xu Mu had survived, the cultivators who were close to the Wang family's people quickly retreated to the side.
They were afraid that if this peerless genius rose to power in the future and sought revenge, they would be implicated, so they quickly distanced themselves from the Wang family.
What mattered was blood or coral, none of it was important anymore.
"It's also fortunate that those important figures are all upstairs, otherwise this kid would probably have many people wanting to kill him."
From the shadows, the mysterious existence who had been conversing spoke.
"Yes, he is quite sought after."
Yan Yu shook his head in surprise. He couldn't understand how Xu Mu had survived in the end, nor what that surge of vitality from his body was.
"Therefore, forget about snatching the sacred relic. We probably can't win."
Yan Yu shook his head. That final reaction must have been related to the sacred relic, though he didn't know what it was.
Moreover, Xu Mu had already passed the trial set by Fuxi.
The power he had unleashed during this process far exceeded his current capabilities. Whether he was Fuxi's successor or not was no longer important, because he couldn't defeat him.
"The truth still needs to be observed."
"Find an opportunity to test him. If he is truly Fuxi's successor, we will know his whereabouts!"
...
Outside the Heavenly Wall, Xu Mu panted heavily.
His face was pale, and he bent over, supporting his knees, feeling dizzy. He looked at the swirling dust around him and suddenly felt an urge to cry.
"Alive... alive?!"
"Yes, Host."
Charles's voice was excited and respectful. He also felt the urge to cry.
This host, whom he had always looked down upon, had actually done it.
He still had a chance to reconstruct his mechanical body!
After receiving a positive answer, a sense of joy welled up from within him. He straightened his back and roared loudly in the Heavenly Palace with his spirit:
"Damn it, next time anyone calls me trash, I'm not going to stand for it!"
"So what? The path ahead was all forged by me!"
Gray-White Pupil stood on the steps of the Heavenly Palace. His voice was weak, but he still refused to believe the facts. Amidst his roar, he tried to use his spirit to regain control of his body.
However, due to his severe depletion, his spirit could no longer drift to the sun.
"Damn it!"
Gray-White Pupil clenched his fist, filled with anger.
Charles quickly advised,
"At this juncture, let's not engage in infighting anymore."
"What you two need now is to heal."
"Without either of you, this trial couldn't have been passed. Only by working together can you succeed, and it will likely be the same for what follows."
Xu Mu's smile froze upon hearing this, and then he said in a deep, serious voice,
"I will not give him another chance to come out."
"You claim to be invincible, yet you have lost. If you want to die, don't try to drag me down with you!"
Gray-White Pupil's facial muscles twitched upon hearing this, his expression ugly. He was about to say something but didn't know how to retort, so his expression dimmed.
He had indeed lost, thoroughly.
Charles shook his head,
"Actually, no one wins all the time."
"Even someone as strong as I used to be was chased by weak humans."
"If you lose, just find another chance to win. It's no big deal."
"Yes, I will win back."
Gray-White Pupil lowered his head, his body trembling slightly, and then suddenly returned to a state of calm.
Perhaps everyone could lose, perhaps no one could win all the time.
But he refused to accept it.
Losing meant disgrace.
This time, he had lost to the formation left by Fuxi, so from now on, he would defeat Fuxi himself!
If the other party was still alive.
Therefore, he needed to sleep for a while now.
Gray-White Pupil walked unsteadily, coughing and staggering back to the Heavenly Palace.
Xu Mu's face was cold, and then he coughed abruptly, spitting out a piece of internal organ fragment from his mouth.
He remained silent, then wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth with the back of his hand, looking around with some unease.
At this moment, all eyes were on him.
Among them were Lords and Domain Lords.
There were gazes of shock, complexity, coldness, and killing intent.
However, most of the experts from the Demon Extermination Division who had followed the 'Biting Fire' had already ascended to the second level.
There was no movement from above, as if they were isolated. Even if he cried for help, the other party might not hear him.
"What should I do? I'm only in the second stage."
Xu Mu was somewhat frantic. He blamed the arrogant Gray-White Pupil for doing such a thing, driving away the existing protection. Now, with so many people left by the Wang family, what would happen if they attacked him?
"If all else fails, I'll have to force my way up to the second floor."
Just as Xu Mu hardened his heart and intended to drag his battered body upstairs to continue the challenge, he suddenly smelled a strong scent of alcohol.
He turned his head and saw the slender, drunken old Daoist.
"How do you feel?"
The drunken Daoist asked with a smile.
"Senior, I'm a little tired."
Xu Mu's eyes narrowed slightly, and then he replied.
Although he didn't know the origin of this person, perhaps because this Daoist had helped him curse the Wang family earlier, he felt a strange sense of closeness.
"It's normal to be tired. I'm already surprised that you survived."
The Daoist smiled, smacking his lips and sighing:
"At your age, not to mention your cultivation level and physique, just the richness of your Dao Source is already exceptionally rare in the world."
Xu Mu scratched his head awkwardly upon hearing this. He didn't know how to explain these matters. Just as he hesitated, wondering whether to ask for the other party's protection, he suddenly sensed a cold killing intent.
"Who!"
His tired and severely injured body moved, and he gripped the demon sword in his hand.
"Don't worry, those attacks won't reach you."
The Daoist said this with his mouth, but his body honestly blocked in front of Xu Mu.
"Clang!"
A poisoned dart flying from before the third Heavenly Wall, affected by the gravity as it flew, fell to the ground.
"If you want to attack, you have to come here first, or be smarter. Attack in a straight line, not through the middle. That gravity, hundreds of thousands of times stronger, will bounce back any Daoist technique."
The Daoist took a proud sip of wine and said.
Xu Mu behind him twitched his face. Was this person here to help him or harm him, actually pointing the way to the enemy?
"I'll go hold him off, you guys attack!"
A Domain Lord from the Wang family took a deep breath, then stepped from before the seventh Heavenly Wall onto the eighth, his powerful ability attached to his body to resist the pressure.
Thump, thump, thump!
With three consecutive steps, he directly crossed the eighth Heavenly Wall and threw a punch at the drunken Daoist from afar.
"Too weak."
The Daoist shook his head, flicked his wine gourd from his right hand to his left, and then also threw a punch.
Boom!
That slender fist, at this moment, seemed to carry infinite might. The Domain Lord, who primarily cultivated his body, was directly sent back several steps.
The Daoist shook his head, then looked down at Xu Mu and smiled,
"Kid, if you're not in a hurry to get to the second floor, neither am I."
"You, perhaps, can take a nap behind me first."
...