High-Martial World: System Arrives 30 Years Late

Chapter 679: Chapter 451: Opportunity to Temper Martial Momentum, the Second Key

In the dark night, the fierce wind howled, and the heavy limbs of the barbaric beasts pounded the ground, causing it to tremble.

In the speeding carriage convoy, a few aliens riding the beasts whispered to each other.

"Those people up ahead really don’t know their place, daring to steal from the lady, and now trying to escape? They won’t get away!"

"Heh heh, this time those guys are definitely doomed, Li Tributor has stepped in!"

The aliens had a mocking expression on their faces, as if they could already foresee the scene of Li Tributor taking action and annihilating the group ahead. Li Tributor’s background was mysterious, and a few years ago, he had become an esteemed guest of the Celestial Cross City Lord, with a high status in daily life.

For someone to receive such attention from the Celestial Cross City Lord, they must at least be an intermediate War God of Titled Level. Some among them had witnessed Li Tributor in action, and an ordinary intermediate War God rebel had no power to resist before Li Tributor.

Amidst the alien cavalry, inside a luxuriously decorated carriage.

"Kill them all? Not even leaving that one alive?" A slender alien with a beast pattern on his face hesitated, seeming puzzled.

"No need, that’s my father’s intention."

The young woman in luxurious attire had a flicker in her eyes, sharing the same doubt. Her goal in coming all the way to the border city of Loris City for the auction was to acquire one of the live beings among them.

Initially, she had been ordered to secretly bring that person back, but just before leaving, her father suddenly changed his mind and instructed her to kill them directly, but to bring the body back.

At this moment, their conversation was interrupted as the convoy noticed a figure waiting in the distance, causing their speed to suddenly decrease.

Instantly, several streams of spiritual power probed forward, and a presence with no trace of Qi and Blood fluctuation entered their spiritual detection.

"Stalling for time?"

The young woman in the carriage glanced at family tributor Uncle Li by her side, seeing no abnormality on his face, and immediately snorted coldly.

Thinking one person could stall for time, the opponent was too naive.

"Just crush through."

The woman’s cold voice emanated from the carriage, causing the aliens at the front to reveal vicious expressions as they pulled on the reins and swung their whips fiercely.

Crack, crack.

The whip fell, and the robust beasts under them snorted out streams of solid white mist, with bloodshot eyes charging forward violently towards the figure ahead.

The speed of the convoy abruptly accelerated, the ground quaking, resembling an earthquake.

But in the darkness, that figure stood there motionless, with deep eyes closed, appearing to be resting.

"Courting death."

A few hundred meters.

A hundred meters.

Fifty meters.

Twenty meters!

The beasts tamed by the Celestial Cross Province convoy were Tier Five Red Blood Wolves, known for both endurance and speed. Over generations of selective breeding, the Red Blood Wolves excelled in speed, achieving burst speeds at full sprint comparable to sonic velocity, rivaling the high-speed movement of a Seventh Level War God.

Obviously, this cavalry was anything but ordinary, as they charged forward, dozens of them seemed as one, forming a united killing force.

In an instant, the rancid breath of the Red Blood Wolves mixed with the gale, closing in.

At the point of imminent contact, as the convoy was about to trample the figure into minced meat.

Suddenly, two stars flickered in the darkness.

However, upon closer inspection, they weren’t stars, but a pair of deep eyes. At this moment, Su Mu opened his closed eyes, in which a brilliant silver radiance flashed.

Suddenly.

Within the carriage, the slender alien with a beast pattern, Li Tributor’s right eyelid began twitching uncontrollably, his entire body shivering, every inch of his flesh trembling, goosebumps rising all over.

A strong, indescribable sense of crisis filled his heart.

Perceiving Uncle Li’s anomaly beside her, the woman in luxurious attire spoke out in surprise and doubt.

"Uncle Li, what’s wrong?"

"Something’s not right... that guy..."

In the dark night, the frail figure slowly raised a hand. As his right arm lifted, the invisible force gathered by the convoy’s charge shattered instantly.

Then the wind turned sharp, rushing back forcefully.

A terrifying scene ensued within the backward-flowing wind, as the expression of cruelty on the lead cavalry’s face froze, the wind brushing past.

There seemed to be an insurmountable chasm in front of the frail figure, touch meant death.

Blood lines suddenly expanded from his body, and in the shower of splattered blood, he turned into scraps of flesh, while the beast beneath him followed suit without even a cry.

Pshh, pshh.

Masses of blood and flesh burst open.

"Such terrifying edge, who are you really..."

A voice full of fear resonated from the carriage, as a terrifying force field belonging to the Titled Level unfolded. The slender alien stepped forward to shield the woman in luxurious attire, as Qi and Blood surged within him, a massive blood-colored shadow materializing behind him.

All reactions of everyone fell within Su Mu’s perception, everything clear and obvious.

Su Mu did not intend to explain, as his right arm raised to its highest point, the weather shifted dramatically, the temperature plummeting, ice and frost spreading from his feet, covering dozens of miles in an instant.

Clang!

In the world of frost, Su Mu transformed his palm into a blade, with terrifying sharpness shooting skyward.

Amidst the proud Phoenix Cry, the Ice Phoenix spread its wings as if the eternal dazzling ice river descended.

Phoenix Cry!

Su Mu’s palm blade descended.

With overwhelming force, the over sixty-meter Martial Arts Golden Body of the Titled Alien Race was instantly shattered, the carriage split into two.

At this moment, the woman in luxurious robes was utterly terrified. Her eyes were filled with disbelief, unable to believe that such a formidable opponent could be encountered in such a small place like Loris.

A beam of light emerged.

The slim figure in front of her fell backward, split into two in mid-air, turned into an ice sculpture, and then shattered into countless ice crystal fragments, marking the demise of Li Tributor.

One strike with overwhelming force, instantly killing a Titled Level expert!

The woman in luxurious robes was trembling, realizing she had provoked someone she shouldn’t have. If she could start over, she would never dare to provoke the person before her.

Who exactly is this person in front of her?

The news shouldn’t have spread yet, and the Celestial Cloud Royal Family’s reaction shouldn’t be seemingly fast, but if the person ahead isn’t from the Celestial Cloud Royal Family, then who is...

"I am the daughter of the Celestial Cross City Lord... you can’t kill..."

Her words came to an abrupt halt as she watched in horror as her arms, which were protecting her chest, froze and then shattered. She never imagined meeting her end here.

Crack.

The ice sculpture that was the woman in luxurious robes shattered, while behind Su Mu, a silver radiance condensed into a silver shadow, and Desolate Thought suddenly pounced toward the original location of the convoy.

Whether human or alien race, once their Martial Arts Realm reaches the Sixth Level, they begin to touch Spiritual Power, and when Martial Artists break through to the Grandmaster Realm, their Spiritual Power becomes significantly stronger.

Martial artists of this strength may not achieve the level of the Overlord Blade Martial Saint where the Divine Soul can leave the flesh and survive, but after death, their soul can linger for a brief moment.

This moment is sufficient for Desolate Thought to act, to glimpse the memories of the soul before its life.

"This body is far too fragile..."

"But this blade is pure Sword Momentum and Power of Rules."

Su Mu whispered softly, breathing heavily, but his eyes were bright, "A Sixth Level Martial Artist needs to gather Three Flowers to advance to Grandmaster and unite the Three Flowers..."

"The Three Flowers are the Qi Blood Flower, the Spiritual Flower, and the Martial Power Flower, which are foundational for Martial Artists too."

"Currently, I have lost the flesh, and my Spiritual Power is sealed due to suppressing the Diamond Human Form, yet my Martial Momentum hasn’t weakened at all..."

"A blessing in disguise, amid the absence of peak Qi and Blood and Spiritual Power, I have deeper insights into Sword Momentum, and the bottleneck leading to Sword Intent is even clearer."

After swinging one blade, Su Mu gained insight, with Spiritual Light faintly appearing in his mind. Previously, his Qi and Blood, flesh, and Spiritual Power were exceptionally strong, especially in Martial God State, almost omnipotent, practically without any weaknesses.

However, having no weaknesses isn’t necessarily a good thing at times.

Having lost his reliance on a strong flesh and Spiritual Power, the current predicament seemed to be an opportunity to hone Martial Momentum.

And perhaps it was Su Mu’s illusion, but he faintly felt the Alien Race Realm suppressed Martial Momentum less than the Human World.

"This place isn’t suitable for staying long."

Su Mu looked somewhat regretfully at the convoy’s location; under the previous blade, all the Space Rings carried by the aliens were thoroughly destroyed.

This scene more convinced Su Mu of his previous viewpoint.

Rare items shouldn’t be kept in a Space Ring; otherwise, once encountering powerful enemies, rare items would be completely lost with the Space Ring’s destruction.

Huh?

But at this moment, Su Mu couldn’t help but let out a light "huh," noticing that despite the sweeping blade, one item still remained.

Tap tap.

Su Mu approached and discovered an item among the pile of ice debris.

Seeing this thing, bright spiritual light flashed in Su Mu’s deep eyes; it was a rusty, pitch-black key, instantly reminding him of the Bronze Key obtained in Yun Province.

Memory surfaced.

Soon, the pitch-black key in Su Mu’s eye overlapped with the Bronze Key in the memory, with the two keys almost identical in appearance except for a few minor differences and the materials being different.

Two keys?

I see, Su Mu immediately understood why he couldn’t enter the Dragon Palace before.

Su Mu pondered that previously, the Foodie accidentally discovered a place deep in Yun Province resembling a Crystal Dragon Palace, and the key to opening that Ancient Ruins wasn’t one key but two, or perhaps more.

Only by collecting all keys can the Dragon Palace Ancient Ruins be truly opened.

As thoughts swirled, Su Mu swallowed the key, then swiftly Desolate Thought returned, with numerous Soul Fragments appearing in Su Mu’s Sea of Consciousness, most being extremely dim, as if they might vanish at any moment, yet there’s one piece, a glistening stable chunk.

"The Great Wilderness Four Forms under my control aren’t complete, and I can’t directly consume souls to enhance Spiritual Power strength, but Title Grandmaster’s soul is strong enough to serve as consumption for suppressing Diamond Human Form."

Before leaving, Su Mu seemed casually to glance in a specific direction, "Come out, how long do you intend to keep watching?"

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