Chapter 548

"This is really a coincidence."

Chen Mu secretly thought.

The "Sword Soul" was not found, but the Moon Shadow Flowing Light Sword was encountered.

Since he encountered it, Chen Mu didn't mind intervening.

Regardless of how the Nine Nether Sect obtained this earth weapon, it is time to return it to its original owner.

Three days, Chen Mu can afford to wait!

Immediately.

Chen Mu found a crack in the rock wall, hid his figure, as if he had turned into a part of the rock.

The Heavenly Palace Realm’s spiritual sense, however, turned into the finest silk thread, sensing the movement at the river bend from afar.

Three days, in this deep underground without day or night, seemed to be elongated and solidified by the sticky water sound of the "Yellow Springs Dark Flow" flowing eternally.

Chen Mu was like a shadow integrated with the rock wall, motionless, only the spiritual sense turned into the finest tentacles, sensing every change at the river bend at all times.

On the "Moon Shadow Flowing Light Sword," the dark red filthy patterns that were originally squirming like living things, under the day and night washing of the "Yellow Springs Dark Flow," had become extremely faint and transparent, leaving only a few stubborn ones entangled in several core nodes of the sword body, like dying poisonous snakes, making their last struggle.

The dark blue brilliance and moonlight of the sword body itself became more and more prosperous, almost illuminating the entire underground space shrouded in water vapor.

That cold, aloof, and sharp sword intent containing boundless sharpness also rose like a fierce beast that had untied layers of shackles, causing the surrounding space to tremble slightly, making a fine humming sound.

If it weren't for the purple-robed old man using secret methods to control the dark river water curtain to suppress and guide, I am afraid it would have already rushed into the sky, triggering greater visions.

The purple-robed old man sitting on the platform had a paler face than three days ago, with sweat on his forehead, obviously consuming a lot of energy to continuously control the "Yellow Springs Dark Flow" and suppress the divine weapon’s abnormality.

But the heat and expectation in his eyes also became more intense as the filth continued to fade.

The two Earth Altar Realm peak protectors were even more nervous, concentrating on guarding the surroundings, their magic tools flickering with light, ready to deal with emergencies at any time.

Finally, at a certain moment—

Chi!

The last trace of dark red filthy patterns, under the violent washing of the black water curtain, like a red-hot iron falling into ice water, made a slight but clear sound of melting, and completely turned into wisps of black smoke, dissipating in the water vapor of the dark river.

Hum!

The Moon Shadow Flowing Light Sword suddenly erupted with unprecedented dazzling brilliance.

The dark blue sword body became like the purest night sky, and the moonlight flowing within it was like the Milky Way hanging upside down, beautiful and moving, yet containing unparalleled sharpness and coldness.

"Done!"

Essence shot out from the purple-robed old man’s eyes, his fatigue swept away, replaced by ecstasy and excitement.

He stood up, his hand seals changed rapidly, and he was about to control the dark river water curtain to converge, while simultaneously performing secret methods to retrieve this town-sect divine weapon whose spirituality was about to awaken.

"Congratulations to the Elder! The divine weapon reappears!"

The two protectors also bowed and congratulated excitedly, their vigilance slackening by half due to this moment of success.

It was this moment—

Chen Mu, who had been dormant for three full days, moved at this lightning-fast moment when the last trace of filth dissipated, the Moon Shadow Flowing Light Sword’s brilliance erupted, the purple-robed old man’s heart was agitated, and the protectors’ vigilance was slightly slack!

He had no warning, no accumulation of strength, and didn't even reveal his figure.

His figure disappeared from the shadows of the passage entrance without warning, as if erased from the spot by an eraser.

The next moment, like a ghost, he appeared out of thin air directly above the "Moon Shadow Flowing Light Sword" that erupted with sky-high brilliance, less than three feet away!

At the same time as he appeared, Chen Mu’s right hand had already probed out like lightning, his five fingers spread, true Li Yuan turned into a condensed phantom of a big hand, ignoring the cold sword qi spontaneously protecting the Moon Shadow Flowing Light Sword and the residual spatial ripples, and grabbed the brilliant sword hilt!

"Who?!"

"Bold!"

"Presumptuous!"

Not until Chen Mu grabbed the sword hilt and his figure slightly solidified in mid-air, did the purple-robed old man and the two protectors on the platform below let out angry and unbelievable roars.

What did they see?

A figure with a vague aura, ordinary face, as if condensed from shadows, actually appeared out of thin air above the divine weapon and grabbed the divine weapon?!

How is this possible?

This place is the deepest part of the "Nether Abyss Secret Realm," guarded by heavy ancient restrictions and natural barriers, and there is the "Yellow Springs Dark Flow" and other natural dangers!

How did this person sneak in?

How did he hide from their perception?

And how could he perform such a strange and unpredictable movement technique at this critical moment?!

The purple-robed old man reacted the fastest, and after the shock and anger came the monstrous killing intent.

How could he allow the cooked duck to fly away?!

With a roar, his terrifying cultivation at the middle stage of the Heavenly Palace Realm erupted without reservation, and his withered palm grabbed forward fiercely.

A "Nine Nether Nether Claw" condensed from pure yin-cold true Li Yuan, as big as a house, with hideous finger bones, tore through the air and grabbed toward the vague figure in mid-air with terrifying momentum.

At the same time, he urged his mind, trying to trigger the restrictions that might remain in the "Moon Shadow Flowing Light Sword" belonging to the Yaoyue Martial Sect, or interfere with the divine weapon with his own secret methods.

The two Earth Altar Realm protectors also reacted instantly, one left and one right, cooperating with the purple-robed old man’s attack, and performed their strongest killing moves.

A miserable green ghost fire saber qi, a silent soul-eroding poisonous needle, sealed the space for Chen Mu to dodge left and right.

However, Chen Mu seemed to turn a blind eye to the terrifying attack coming from behind.

The "Star Palace Order" on his body was already shining brightly, and a rotating starry sky vortex phantom appeared out of thin air in front of him, emitting stable and deep spatial fluctuations.

Chen Mu’s heart moved, and his figure submerged into the vortex.

Together with the "Moon Shadow Flowing Light Sword" that had just regained its brilliance and was still trembling, it was also swallowed by the vortex.

Boom—

The "Nine Nether Nether Claw," ghost fire saber qi, and soul-eroding poisonous needle hit the position where he was originally located at almost the same moment Chen Mu disappeared.

The terrifying energy explosion stirred the space into chaos, the black water curtain exploded, the dark river water rolled back, and the rock walls collapsed.

Unfortunately, apart from energy aftermath and splashing rubble, where were the traces of the figure and the divine weapon?

"No—"

The purple-robed old man’s eyes were about to crack, and he let out a shrill roar to the extreme, frantically sweeping the entire underground space with his spiritual sense, and even not hesitating to consume his origin, urging the investigation magic treasure bestowed by the sect.

However, the aura of the figure and the Moon Shadow Flowing Light Sword had disappeared without a trace, as if they had evaporated from the world, leaving no spatial ripples or qi residue.

As if everything just now was a collective hallucination of the three of them.

"Impossible... this is impossible..."

The purple-robed old man’s face was pale, his body swayed slightly, unable to accept that this fat meat that reached his mouth, which he had spent countless efforts on and was about to succeed, was snatched away by someone in such a strange and unthinkable way at the last moment.

This is simply a great humiliation!