Chapter 289: Book Seven: The Death of Ku Mo

Far away, Di Qing heard Luo Feng’s words and felt his blood boil; he laughed heartily: “That’s right! Our Source World’s powerful ones never fear making enemies!”

The four Qiangzhe of Gui Fang all sensed trouble—Source World Qiangzhe , seeking stable cultivation environments, usually act with caution. But if they truly break ties, it would be to the death…

Source World Qiangzhe might lose treasures, but they can endlessly send avatars from their homeland!

“I always thought killing two Mid-Stage Divine Emperors wouldn’t be easy. I’d have taken a fee and let them go. But Ku Mo insisted on attacking.”

“In this Infinite Blood Sea, we can’t even locate where Ku Mo is imprisoned—we can’t save him even if we wanted to.”

The four powerful ones of Gui Fang were also deeply troubled.

Suddenly—

“Help me figure something out—he’s refining me, I can’t hold out much longer,” the imprisoned cold man urgently sent a mental message, “My body has already been refined by twenty percent!”

“Beg, negotiate—any method, just save me,” the cold man sent out a mental plea, “If you rescue me, I’ll give each of you ten million Hunyuan Crystals.”

The four powerful ones of Gui Fang heard this.

“Twenty percent refined?” They were stunned—those innate Hunyuan Lifeforms all have Life Cores! But cultivators have no vital points; either the soul is utterly annihilated, or the body is completely destroyed.

“If Ku Mo dies, this Infinite Blood Sea might imprison one of us next, picking us off one by one.”

The ice creature sent a distant mental message to his three companions.

Upon hearing this, the three companions were jolted.

They were all members of Gui Fang—how deep could their bonds truly be? Naturally, not at all.

“Go.”

“Leave quickly.”

Once unified in thought, the light-shadow that had been battling Di Qing instantly flashed away and reunited with the other three.

“Ku Mo, we’ll inform your Master—he’ll find a way to save you,” they sent a mental message, then combined their power to form a hazy glow that tore through all obstacles and forcibly fled into the distance.

If they fought, neither side could quickly determine victory, and Luo Feng would have to spend time eliminating them one by one.

Once they fully fled, Luo Feng’s Infinite Blood Sea couldn’t stop them.

“Swoosh.”

The hazy glow moved at incredible speed; within two breaths, it vanished beyond the distant horizon.

“Splash.”

The Infinite Blood Sea coalesced into the figure of a black-robed man—Luo Feng himself.

“They left,” Di Qing flew to Luo Feng’s side, smiling at the distance. “Didn’t expect us two to face five—they lost one, and the other four just ran.”

“These raiding factions don’t have deep bonds,” Luo Feng sneered.

“By the way, can you kill that Divine Emperor you’ve imprisoned?” Di Qing asked.

“In a moment,” Luo Feng said.

Di Qing immediately smiled: “Excellent! They wanted to kill us—we should kill them! Kill that Divine Emperor; the spoils might exceed what we gained from this hunt.”

Luo Feng’s mind stirred.

“Wanderers from countless worlds have no avatars! So they always carry their treasures with them,” Di Qing chuckled.

Luo Feng understood.

Some auxiliary treasures, lineages, and such might have been lost long ago—but the habitual weapons, secret treasures, and cultivation materials they carry are usually still on them.

“To prevent them from bringing reinforcements, let’s leave here,” Luo Feng said, now fully refining the imprisoned Ku Mo.

“Go.”

Di Qing and Luo Feng immediately boarded the black flying vessel and swiftly departed.

…

Inside Luo Feng’s body, within the “Blood Sea Eye” of the Imperishable Blood Sea Body.

Within a spatial prison formed by a secret treasure array.

“Chiiii—chiiii—chiiii.”

Chains of life-and-death energy, forged by the array, bound Ku Mo’s figure, eroding and crushing his body.

“Ku Mo’s body is formed from countless rule-based poisons,” Luo Feng’s avatar arrived here, observing him with a Simulated Annihilation Eye—Ku Mo’s body was, in truth, boundless black sludge.

Even if you shattered his body, he’d just scatter into countless poisons—no real loss.

This time, Luo Feng used the Infinite Blood Sea to cover a vast area, capturing all the “black sludge poison” at once, trapping Ku Mo so he couldn’t escape.

“Chiiii—chiiii—chiiii.” Now, the combined power of the life-and-death array continuously refined and consumed portions of the rule-based poison.

“They fled?”

Ku Mo was furious, then resigned.

In the entire Yu Lan City, the only one truly close to him was his Master! Who else truly cared whether he lived or died?

“Such a terrifying array,” Ku Mo, unable to escape, felt the life-and-death array’s energy eroding and crushing him—he’d never feared close combat, and this battle was the first time he’d attached himself to Luo Feng, intending to corrupt his body.

But Luo Feng’s body was clearly far stronger.

“My ‘Deceitful Poison Body’ lets me fight hand-to-hand with low-tier Mid-Stage Divine Emperors, corrupt and wound them.”

“Yet my Deceitful Poison Body can’t withstand this life-and-death array’s power,” Ku Mo’s body twisted gradually, his head remaining normal while the rest dissolved into black sludge.

The black sludge was constantly being refined and consumed.

“Luo Feng.”

Ku Mo’s intact head stared at Luo Feng.

Luo Feng stood nearby, observing Ku Mo’s state with the Simulated Annihilation Eye.

“What condition would make you spare me?” Ku Mo looked at Luo Feng.

“So eager to live?” Luo Feng stared at him. “I want to live.”

Ku Mo nodded.

“If you want to live, why act so ruthlessly? Even when offered Hunyuan Crystals, you still attacked?” Luo Feng said, “When you chose to strike, you should’ve known—if you fell into my hands, I’d give you no second chance.”

Ku Mo nodded, a faint smile appearing on his cold face: “I’ve killed too many beings on this path—finally, it’s my turn to die.”

Ku Mo closed his eyes.

At this moment—

He recalled his entire journey.

His birth world’s Dao was poisonous! The more he cultivated, the closer he drew to “death”—he had to break through to the next realm before each calamity arrived, just to survive.

He had walked over three hundred worlds, witnessed nineteen worlds collapse, and caused three to fall.

He had ascended three times!

Hardened through relentless trials, he reached the Divine King realm just before the final “Dao Death Calamity,” mastering a branch of the Dao. Only by mastering a Dao branch could he escape the “Dao Death Calamity.” Later, he mastered the entire poisonous Dao…

!

After arriving in Yu Lan City, he realized Gui Fang’s legacy suited him perfectly—he used it to forge the Deceitful Poison Body.

Killing and looting were as natural to him as breathing—he didn’t care if he destroyed entire worlds.

“I reached the Divine King realm to escape the Dao Death Calamity.”

“But over countless eons, I’ve grown accustomed to it—accustomed to killing, to looting, to all of it.”

“Habit has sunk deep into my soul.”

Only now, on the brink of death, did Ku Mo understand.

The countless trials of the “Dao Death Calamity” from his weak beginnings to Divine King had shaped him too profoundly.

“Huh.”

His body was nearly fully refined, leaving only a few remnants.

At this moment, Ku Mo tried contacting his companions—but the distance was too great; he could no longer reach them. The Nine River Sacred Realm’s suppression was immense, and communication treasures had limited range.

“Can’t reach them.”

At this moment, Ku Mo thought of his only Master.

His Master’s talent far surpassed his own—he escaped the Death Calamity, reached today’s stature, all thanks to his Master.

“Master, don’t seek revenge for me,” Ku Mo whispered softly, “I didn’t die at the hands of another cultivator—I died at the hands of the Dao Death Calamity.”

“Splash.”

Finally, the last remnants of black sludge were completely refined away.

Ku Mo vanished entirely, leaving no trace.

Only then did secret treasures and other items remain.

Luo Feng had watched the entire refining process—he knew a “Mid-Stage Divine Emperor who had awakened the Dao” had lived a legendary life, and he understood how hard their cultivation was.

And Luo Feng also knew that the Yuan Elders had poured immense effort into cultivating powerful cultivators.

Thus, in Yu Lan City, Luo Feng remained low-key, avoiding trouble.

But when others sought to kill him, Luo Feng would show no mercy!

“You are the first Divine Emperor I’ve killed,” Luo Feng murmured, waving his hand to collect Ku Mo’s remaining treasures.

These treasures included the storage treasure “Illusionary Maze” and the Deceitful Poison treasure.

Inside the Illusionary Maze lay a vast array of items.

Among them were large quantities of low-tier Hunyuan Life materials, mostly poison-related, plus other spoils from successful raids—three such Illusionary Maze treasures were stored within.

“Many cultivators have died at his hands,” Luo Feng thought, “and the materials he bought were mostly high-quality.”

Unlike his own frugal purchasing habits.

Ku Mo’s spending was far more lavish, though much of the material was for aiding his poison refinement.

“Estimate the value of these materials and treasures at around eighty million Hunyuan Crystals,” Luo Feng judged—most of a cultivator’s lifetime gains are consumed: buying auxiliary treasures, purchasing powerful lineages.

The items he carried were all common cultivation essentials, their value relatively limited.

“Eighty million Hunyuan Crystals is quite good,” Luo Feng said, satisfied.

……

The return journey became much smoother afterward; they encountered no further raids, and the black airship successfully reached Yulan City.

“Luo Feng, you killed Ku Mo—this news will spread quickly,” Di Qing said. “Your reputation in Yulan City will be far greater than before.”

Previously, Luo Feng had been too low-key; outsiders had even assumed he was merely at the Early Divine Emperor realm.

This time…

Luo Feng fought four Divine Emperor Mid-Stage cultivators alone—and even reversed the kill to slay one of them, ‘Ku Mo’! This level of strength is undoubtedly among the highest for Divine Emperor Mid-Stage Dao-seekers, enough to draw attention from many factions.

“Within Yulan City, your strength alone could rank among the top two thousand,” Di Qing said. “With greater fame, even if you don’t seek trouble, trouble will find you.”

Luo Feng nodded.

“By the way, according to intelligence, Ku Mo had only one true close associate in Yulan City—his master, Yu Yong,” Di Qing said. “His master, Yu Yong, is far more troublesome.”

“I’m only a projection in the Nine River Sacred Realm—what is there to fear?” Luo Feng said with a relaxed smile.

The opponent was his true body; he was merely a projection.

It should be the opponent who is panicked!

“Huh.” The black airship flew high above Yulan City, heading straight toward the Hunyuan Palace.

(End of Chapter)