Chapter 248: There is a Problem Here

"It should be a success!"

Super Perception swept across the surroundings, and the black mist no longer had the slightest residue; only then did Shen Yu nod in satisfaction.

"System, sign in!"

"Sign-in successful, obtained Hanshan Seal!"

"Hanshan Seal!" Holding a small seal in his hand, it looked as if it had been carved from a piece of stone at random, without exquisite carvings or a gorgeous appearance.

Yet this tiny seal was condensed from the power of mountain ranges and earth veins; the weight of one seal was heavier than ten thousand mountains and peaks, and one could use it to mobilize the power of earth veins.

Good stuff. With the help of the Hanshan Seal, which could mobilize the power of mountains and rivers, and the Sun Moon Pearl, which could absorb the essence of the sun and moon and the Spirit Qi of heaven and earth, he could even set up an Array with a wave of his hand.

Holding the Hanshan Seal, Shen Yu suddenly smiled rather unkindly. Even if he used this thing to plot against people, he could do it silently and without a trace.

Who would have thought that such a thing could be so heavy? If he used it to smash someone, he guaranteed that one smash would result in a face blooming like a peach blossom. Whose head was hard enough to withstand this thing?

"The black mist has disappeared!"

The situation on the side of the wasteland gave the few people who had been rushing here from afar a shock.

"Hurry and go see what the situation is!"

Rushing toward the direction of the black mist, they knew that Mo Yu had led the Xiaoyun Guard to intercept He Mujin there. They also knew that this army, known as the number one in the Northern Frontier, would not return once they went.

But they all came with the determination to die; temporary sacrifice was to let more people live. Mo Yu was dead, so it was their turn next.

When the black mist appeared, they had already anticipated that it was bad; at this moment, the disappearance of the black mist did not make them feel at ease, but instead made them increasingly uneasy.

General Mo could go a step ahead, and they would follow shortly.

Of course, they knew that standing in front of He Mujin was like a mantis trying to stop a chariot, and they might not even be able to inflict a minor injury on the other party. Yet they still came, just to hold him back for a moment.

They were warriors, and also death squads. Their lives were their only bet.

And they didn't need to hold him here for long; if each person could block him for a moment, that would be enough, using their lives to form the final human wall!

Cold Spear Bai Yi was grandly challenging these old monsters, but in reality, he was not at this location; he himself had already headed off to destroy that organization.

This was a feint to the east to attack in the west, all to eliminate this source of chaos and prevent them from releasing more people.

And what they had to do was to hold back He Mujin before Bai Yi returned; of course, they knew how terrifying that man was.

That black mist was a nightmare that many people could not shake off; under the shroud of the black mist, both humans and livestock turned into white bones.

Since this person appeared, several cities had become dead cities, with piles of white bones stacked like mountains.

And this was just one person; one had to know that for such a long time, several waves of people had already broken through their seals. Plagues were reported in various parts of the imperial court, but that was not a plague; it was a man-made disaster.

Wherever these old monsters who broke their seals passed, almost no one could survive. Women, children, the old, and the young all died out.

These people had no humanity and were devoid of pity; they only knew how to hunt others to satisfy themselves.

Only when everything was laid bare before their eyes did they know why all the records were full of fear regarding the Spiritual Qi Surge.

Why did Mu Zishan, who was clearly at the pinnacle of the world back then, invincible in the world, with the whole world bowing down to him and enjoying endless power and status, insist on entering the Forbidden Land alone?

For nothing else, just so the common people of this world could live a few more peaceful days, just so this world could still be at peace.

The people of that organization were crazy; they were destroying the Arrays that sealed these old monsters everywhere and letting these people out.

They were clearly trying to use the hands of these people and the slaughter they caused to break open the Forbidden Land and usher in the so-called Great Contention Era.

The Spirit Qi was insufficient to support them, so in order not to let their power drop too much and not to let themselves be damaged, these old monsters could only continuously hunt the common people to replenish themselves after coming into the world.

Those top-tier experts, Wen Canghai of the Canghai Sword Sect, the famous True Soul Realm expert, the most top-tier existence in the world.

And other True Soul Realm experts like Lu Wuye were all silent at this time, not knowing which corner they were hiding in, as if their footsteps had never existed in the Jianghu.

Fortunately, there were still experts who had long been silent, such as Cold Spear Bai Yi and Half-Step Killing Fist Zhan Wumian, who suddenly appeared and led them to fight desperately to block them.

Heh, those so-called senior experts who enjoyed the glory of the world and were respected by countless people, when facing opponents that were almost impossible to defeat, were all silent one by one, becoming tortoises hiding in their shells.

Those old seniors who lived in seclusion in the mountains and never fought for fame or profit were the ones standing at the very front, silently contributing and silently fighting.

It seemed that if they won, the final glory would not belong to these old seniors who fought to the death, but to those so-called senior experts who hid well and remained completely unscathed.

The affairs of this world are truly ironic. The generous ones go to their deaths but remain nameless, while the sycophants enjoy the glory.

But they didn't care about these things; they weren't even afraid of death, so how could they care about those empty names?

In order to hold these people back, they were exhausted, and by now, they had sacrificed who knows how many people.

Facing these people, there was no other better way; they could only fill the gap with their lives. Each human life could, more or less, play a small role.

There were indeed too many sycophants in this Jianghu, but there were also too many generous and impassioned righteous men, and they were the ones!

When they arrived at the place where the black mist had just appeared, there was no sign of He Mujin, only the back of another person.

This person did not look like the He Mujin they had been waiting for; there was no such tyranny or near-tangible killing intent and murderous nature, only a peculiar aura that made one feel inexplicably at ease at a single glance.

"May I ask, who is your Excellency..."

The few of them held their respective weapons and quietly walked up, full of caution; whether the other party was a friend or an enemy was yet to be known.

In front of these top-tier experts, they were just a group of ants with slightly greater strength, but they did not expect that at this moment, the person opposite suddenly turned his head.

This was a young man, young to an excessive degree, but he gave people a familiar feeling.

"Could it be..." This face suddenly reminded them of someone, but they seemed a bit unsure; after all, that person had disappeared for three years.

At first, no one knew he had disappeared, and the imperial court even sent Liang Ruyue to sweep through various places using his name.

Liang Ruyue was Shen Yu's confidant, and the famous families and top sects in various places dared not act rashly, not seeking fame or profit, but only seeking to protect themselves.

But by the time they realized the imperial court was using his name to intimidate others, it was already too late; the benefits had already been swallowed, and it was impossible to spit them out.

In fact, since then, there had been no news of him at all, as if he had completely disappeared from everyone's eyes and disappeared from this world.

Opinions varied about his disappearance; some said he was in seclusion, and some said he was trapped in a trap and could not break free for the time being.

Some even said he had been secretly harmed by people from that organization, but the news had not spread, so no one knew.

That high mountain which, after Mu Zishan, had once again suppressed the entire Jianghu and was impossible to shake off, seemed like a comet; it appeared quickly and disappeared just as quickly.

Although he had been missing for three years, the world had not forgotten him so quickly, especially these few people who were also famous experts in the Jianghu; naturally, they were very clear about his appearance.

After recognizing him carefully for two glances, the few of them then spoke in surprise, "May I ask if this is Lord Shen Yu, Lord Shen?"

"Yes, I am Shen Yu!"