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C1097

"Hu hu!"

A cold wind blew across and the white bones made a 'hu hu' sound.

There were a few Treasured Weapon scattered on the ground. Some were already stained with rust, and some even had a bit of light emitting from them.

However, these Treasured Weapon, all had faintly discernible black light.

"A lot of people died here!"

The Du Xiaogui landed and carefully looked around. He felt that many people were bloodied here, and there were a few powerful experts amongst them. These Treasured Weapon were also corroded by the black light.

Du Shaomu looked around and then looked in the direction of the broken wall and said, "I'm already here. Are you guys still not going to show yourself?"

With an aged look, he said: "Seems like Mr Du is not a simple World College teacher, and is definitely not a normal disciple with Carefree Sect. We should have welcomed him, but we really cannot go out, and I hope that Mr Du can transfer us. We have many things we do not understand, so we can ask Mr Du for guidance."

"It's one of those two old fellows."

Du Xiaogui raised his eyebrows and felt a familiar aura.

Two months ago, it had approached this place, and had alarmed two of these extremely powerful old fellows.

But in the end, Du Xiaogui still left safely.

"Sure."

Du Shaomu raised his eyes without much hesitation.

"Be careful of a trap."

Du Xiaogui picked Du Shaomu's shoulder, and transmitted a reminder to Du Shaomu.

The two old fellows weren't weak, so he had to be on his guard.

"Indeed, their clones were unable to move due to the lack of strength. They probably can't even protect themselves."

Du Shaomu also sent a sound transmission to the Du Xiaogui, but did not say much.

The city was very large and very ancient.

However, it was not hard to guess from the ruins that this city must have been extremely prosperous back then. It must have been an unimaginably ancient city.

Deep within the city was a huge mountain.

The great mountain towered into the clouds, and the surroundings were filled with countless ancient buildings.

However, there was no life in this great mountain. The mountain was dark red, and everything was lifeless. It was covered in bones and enveloped in an evil aura. Even from afar, it gave people the chills.

"Mr Du, after you."

The voice from earlier sounded out from the peak of the great mountain.

This voice was not unfamiliar to Du Shaomu, it seemed to be the Tian Ancestor.

Back then, at the Holy City, Du Shaomu had a conversation with his Spirit Transformation body.

Du Shaomu leaped up the mountain peak as he crossed the sky.

Atop the mountain peak, there was a small plaza, upon which sat quite a few skeletons.

The clothes on the skeleton's body were extremely ancient and were tattered.

However, even though some of these skeletons had cracks on them, there were still many that had yet to fade away.

There were more than a thousand of them, arranged in a row in the direction of the nine palaces. They were all suppressing the nine black chains which were each the size of a baby.

"Even the weakest is a Martial Saint. The strongest is almost at the Saint level."

Du Xiaogui looked at the thousands of white skeletons. It was not hard to tell from these skeletons that the weakest one among them was a Martial Saint and that the strongest one was almost at the Saint level.

If these white skeletons were all still alive, then even if a saint were to see them, they would definitely have to give way.

"Mr Du, please come in!"

Tian Zu's voice came from where the nine giant chains were connected. There was a cave entrance at that location. The surroundings were filled with mysterious runes that shined with a faint golden light.

Du Shaomu looked around and then entered the cave.

The cave was like a bottomless pit, and the surroundings were dark. Occasionally, a cold wind would blow, and symbols would flicker.

Nine enormous chains descended vertically from the hole, as if connected to the earth's core.

After several hundred zhang, he finally saw the bottom. The light also flickered as if it were day.

It was as if the entire mountain had been hollowed out, and the area around it was enormous.

The place they saw was covered in bones. There were beast bones, human bones, and even more bones. There was even a faint pressure coming from these bones, proving just how strong they were when they were alive.

In the center of this vast space was a nine palace altar, incomparably huge, with light flashing on it. Nine chains connected from nine directions and gathered at the center of the altar.

However, at this moment, this section of the chain was not as lusterless as the outside. Instead, it was densely covered in mysterious engravings that were like golden lights, swallowing and releasing divine lights.

At the end of the nine chains, every single black divine chain was intertwined with an extraordinary Treasured Weapon.

And at the end of the nine black divine chains, there was a severed arm.

Strictly speaking, this arm was a black skeleton without any flesh. It was suffused with a dark luster.

A severed arm could be seen from afar, and it gave off a feeling that caused one's soul to turn black, causing one's soul to throb.

"Something like that."

The Du Xiaogui frowned. The aura on this arm seemed to originate from the same sect as the black alar bone that was suppressed in the Lost Ancient State back then.

"Mr Du, we finally meet."

A faint voice came from the altar. At the edge of the altar, on the left and right, two old men sat cross-legged.

The one on the left had a head of white hair and a bony chest like a pair of shutters, but his eyes were bright and full of life. It was this person who had spoken.

The one on the right had an old face with a bit of white beard, and his gaze was sizing up Du Shaomu and Du Xiaogui.

The two elders were sitting cross-legged on the altar, one on the left and one on the right.

Du Shaomu looked at the altar and then looked at the two elders and said: "We finally meet again."

"Who exactly are you? Why do you know the Demon Suppressing Hand Seal as well as the Demon Suppressing Spell?!"

The elder on the right looked at Du Shaomu and asked in a deep voice. He was the ancestor of the Fan family.

Back then, Du Shaomu had used a mysterious power and chant to remove the Dai Family and Si Family.0

Very few people in the world knew what kind of power it was, but the ancestor of the Fan family and the ancestor of the Tian family knew what kind of power it was.

And only the two of them knew of this power.

However, they didn't expect that a youth would actually be able to use such a large amount of power.

Du Shaomu looked at the Fan family's ancestor and said, "Not only do I know the Evil Suppression Talisman and handprints, I also know that this is the Nine Palace Devil Suppressing Formation. With the Spiritual Vein as a guide and the power of the nine palaces controlling the world, you have been suppressing this evil spirit for a long time already."

Looking at the broken arm on the altar, Du Shaomu continued, "Looks like the situation is getting worse. I'm afraid you won't be able to hold on for long!"

Hearing Du Shaomu's words, the expressions of the Tian and Fan family's Patriarchs changed. Their eyes were filled with shock that could not be hidden.

There were not many people in this world who knew about this.

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