182: Old Mu's Past

"Elder Mu, you must know that back when I slaughtered Saints, I only had the cultivation of the Xiantian Realm. Now that I have advanced to become a Saint, do you think I would still take those old fossils seriously? Even if I cannot defeat them, I have more than enough ability to protect myself."

"Besides, who doesn't have a few trump cards when living in this world!"

"Hmm? Hahaha, Lad Ji Mo, it seems that these three years of training have brought you a qualitative leap in both Heart-Nature and cultivation. This old man no longer needs to worry about you; in the future, you will surely become a prominent figure who leads the way."

Ji Mo's expression firmed, "Elder Mu, since you are so certain about my future, why do you keep hiding your past from me? Seeing your current state makes me uneasy."

Elder Mu's eyes were profound, swirling with countless thoughts, eventually turning into a deep sigh, "Lad Ji Mo, do you really want to know?"

Ji Mo did not answer, merely staring intently at Elder Mu.

Elder Mu stood up from his recliner, his gaze seemingly piercing through ancient aeons, exuding an incomparably ancient aura. He was reminiscing, immersed in that world.

"Lad, as you suspected, my strength is not limited to the Saint Rank; it does not even stop at the Imperial Rank. I am not even from this Plane."

"Since I descended to this Plane, I have less than one ten-thousandth of my strength, or perhaps even less. Guarding this broken body, I do not know how many years have passed. The only thing is that my strength is getting lower and lower, and my Lifespan is about to run out."

This news was quite a shock to Ji Mo. He had thought Elder Mu was at most at the Imperial Rank with some unspeakable enemy, but he never expected that he was not even from this Plane at all.

"Elder Mu, are you from a higher Plane? If so, what was your strength back then?"

Elder Mu smiled indifferently, "Lad Ji Mo, you do not need to ask too clearly. I can tell you that in the past, even in the higher Plane, I was a hegemon-level figure. It was because I encountered the treacherous plots of villains and was besieged that I had no choice but to self-destruct my godhead, retaining only the last trace of my Origin to descend to this Plane."

"I once sought thousands of ways to save myself, resulting in boundless slaughter, but unfortunately, all failed in the end. That trace of Origin is also about to dry up. Having no other choice, I drifted here, silently waiting for death to arrive."

Elder Mu's tone was full of disappointment and gloom.

"However, Lad Ji Mo, your appearance has given me a glimmer of hope again. I cannot see through you. I do not know what your Opportunity is. Perhaps, as you said, the existence in your mind can reach the height I once attained. Even if it cannot reach my height, it should be among the best in this Plane. That is better than me counting the days until I die."

Speaking of this, Elder Mu's tone was significantly higher, filled with a glimmer of hope for the future, no longer as lifeless as before.

Ji Mo did not explain. He had once revealed to Elder Mu that his eldest brother and second brother were supreme existences.

It was normal for Elder Mu not to believe it. Back then, he was just a small Innate. Normally speaking, an Innate would have no experience, and perhaps a Peak Saint Realm would be a supreme and magnificent figure to them.

Now that he had proven it with his strength, his Opportunity was indeed extraordinary, which was why Elder Mu had raised his expectations of him.

"Lad Ji Mo, since we are on this topic, let me tell you about the path after the Imperial Rank. The Imperial Rank is divided into nine levels. After the nine levels, one finally becomes a god, and upon becoming a god, one will condense a godhead."

"I was the one who self-destructed my godhead, which caused me to fall from my Realm. To save me, one must retrieve my godhead. Even the smallest piece could resolve my current desperate situation."

"However, it is too difficult! Too difficult! It is as hard as ascending to the heavens!"

Elder Mu used the word 'difficult' three times in a row, showing that he really did not hold much hope.

"Alright, Lad Ji Mo, having experienced these countless years, I have calmly accepted everything. To be able to meet you before my Lifespan runs out, this old man has no regrets!"

After listening to Elder Mu's narrative, although it was just a few words and he spoke of accepting everything, Ji Mo could still feel Elder Mu's unwillingness.

At the same time, Ji Mo's heart was filled with pain, followed by rage, as the murderous intent to destroy everything permeated his body.

"Elder Mu, no matter who it is, I will definitely retrieve your godhead fragment, crush your enemies, and make them regret coming into this world."

Seeing Ji Mo's genuine display of emotion, a warm current flowed through Elder Mu's heart.

"Ji Mo, I am satisfied that you have this intention, but none of these are things you should consider right now. Hurry up and cultivate! The higher your Realm, the better your chance of helping me."

"Come, lad, keep me company and drink with me now. Tomorrow, let me have a good look at where your confidence truly lies."

One old man and one youth drank in Elder Mu's courtyard, chatting casually all night long.

...

When the first ray of light rose in the morning, a beam of Holy Light pierced through heaven and earth. Sacred runes shrouded the entire area of the Peerless Sect, accompanied by rare beasts and birds, making the entire Peerless Sect look like a fairyland on earth.

A holy bridge made of holy power connected Wushuang City and the Holy Land.

"I invite all Fellow Daoists to step onto the holy bridge and enter the Holy Land in order to observe the ceremony."

The person who spoke was a Saint Rank of the Peerless Sect. Under the transmission of holy power, the voice clearly entered everyone's ears.

This display was certainly grand; it truly had the atmosphere of a Holy Land.

Ji Mo stood up, changed his appearance again, and said to Elder Mu, "Let's go, Elder Mu. We should also go and join in the fun. If I am missing, they should be very disappointed."

Ji Mo was not hiding out of fear; important figures must appear at critical moments. He felt that he was the most important figure, so he planned to give the other party a surprise.

The two stepped onto the holy bridge and passed through the Formation that shrouded the Holy Land of the Peerless Sect. The true appearance of the Holy Land was revealed to Ji Mo for the first time.

Inside this Holy Land, one mountain range after another, surrounded by Spiritual Qi, rose from the ground, and countless immortal birds and beasts flew and moved within the mountain ranges.

Below the holy bridge was a huge plaza, the entire plaza covered by dense runes. In his perception, to destroy this place would require at least a cultivation above the Saint Rank.

At this moment, it was bustling with noise and excitement, a sea of people. Several major Sects of the Heavenly Dragon Empire had all arrived, and he even saw a few acquaintances. People were discussing things with each other.