Da Xuan Martial Saint - Chapter 1015 - 507: Divine Weapon!

Central Ancestral Lands of the Foreign Race.

Dark clouds roiled and wild winds howled as Chen Mu stood alone, facing the four progenitors of the foreign race. The aura from his body mingled with the entire world, as if the Qiankun itself was carrying out his will.

The three Blood Exchange Realm progenitors of the foreign race could not withstand such pressure, unable even to remain standing before Chen Mu. Their hearts were utterly shocked, their spines bent, kneeling there, unable to move even a finger.

Martial Saint Chen Mu, so terrifying!

This was even more exaggerated than the rumors. Just one mere glance, without displaying any techniques, utilizing only the oppressive aura of the fused heavens and earth, made the proud three ancestors of the Blood Exchange Realm nearly collapse, unable to muster even a hint of resistance!

Their power was enough to dominate the world, but in front of Chen Mu at this moment, they were like ants. It was clear that simply using the oppressive force of the earth could immobilize them, and wiping them out would not be much harder than crushing an ant.

The defiant patriarch Tu, at this moment, had his hands on the ground, his arms trembling uncontrollably while trying his best to resist being crushed by the force of the earth. Shock filled his heart, mixed with disbelief.

Is this a realm achievable in Martial Arts?!

Just by using that oppressive force of the fused heavens and earth, it could render him, a Blood Exchange Realm warrior, powerless. Even a Celestial Master couldn’t possibly do it, and looking at their race’s only one at the Celestial Human Level, the Grand Progenitor Qiu Xiang, though barely standing before Chen Mu, was clearly trembling; standing seemed to be his limit.

Was this Chen Mu, hailing from the Central Lands, known as the Martial Saint and unmatched in the world, still human?

Not only Tu.

The same thought arose in the hearts of both the Progenitor Shi and Wuzu, equally suppressed, including the barely standing Grand Progenitor Qiu Xiang, whose eyes bore traces of confusion when they looked at Chen Mu.

At this moment, the grand progenitor’s body was trembling slightly, bearing an extremely terrifying pressure. His feet sunk deeply into the ground, causing his previously taller and stronger frame to now be half a head shorter than Chen Mu.

“You… have you entered… the God Realm?”

Qiu Xiang struggled to maintain his stance, looking towards Chen Mu, struggling to open his mouth to ask this question.

At this very moment.

This was the only question in his heart. Nothing else mattered. Ancient sages once said, “If one hears the Way in the morning, one can die in the evening.” As a living Celestial Master, he knew some intelligence about the God Realm but had never seen it personally. If Chen Mu really had reached that level, seeing the God Realm in his lifetime was worth it.

“Not yet.”

Chen Mu replied calmly.

Qiu Xiang mustered a force, his essence blood vaguely showing signs of burning, including his Soul Heart fully igniting, barely regaining a breath as he looked towards Chen Mu, saying:

“Then, have you seen it?”

“Seen it, and touched it.”

Chen Mu responded flatly.

Hearing this, a sense of melancholy flashed in Qiu Xiang’s eyes. His robust frame gradually drooped down, ceasing to resist the oppressive force from the heavens and earth, slowly kneeling before Chen Mu, as the head of the twelve tribes of the foreign race.

“Qiu Xiang is willing to submit.”

A somewhat dull voice slowly spread.

Hearing Qiu Xiang’s words, displeasure showed on Tu and Wu’s faces, but at this moment, facing Chen Mu’s terrifying aura that felt like divine presence, none could muster the thought of resisting.

It wasn’t because they lacked courage, nor did they fear death, but it was the primal instinct stemming from Life itself.

Even though Chen Mu hadn’t truly entered the God Realm, his Soul Heart had achieved an Indestructible Soul, standing with one foot at the threshold of the Divine Realm. For mortal beings, facing someone on the verge of the God Realm, it was difficult to think of resisting. Just as Martial Arts Practice eventually reaches the Celestial Human level, fusing with heaven and earth and realizing the vast power of everything, one only feels its immense vastness.

Now, in front of Chen Mu, they also felt a vastness akin to gazing into the expanse of the world.

Chen Mu’s martial skills had reached a level of true communion with the divine, beyond what mortals could achieve.

Finally.

All four progenitors of the foreign race lowered their heads.

Even as Chen Mu gradually dispersed the oppressive aura condensed in the heavens and earth, letting the terrifying pressure gradually recede, the Grand Progenitor Qiu Xiang, as well as Tu, Wu, and others, did not rise from the ground, maintaining their kneeling posture.

In the distance, there were fallen figures everywhere, mostly grandmasters of the foreign race, still unconscious. At this moment, a figure walked from the cluster of buildings, passing numerous toppled grandmasters, standing on the other side of the pool at the center of the ancestral land, casting his gaze to the pool’s center.

Seeing all four progenitors of the foreign race kneeling on the ground, the heart of King of the Northern Town, Yuan Hong, surged with waves, especially when his gaze fell on Chen Mu’s back; a sense of reverence arose involuntarily.

People should have a heart of awe, to revere this land, and now Chen Mu felt like the embodiment of this land’s Will.

Chen Mu.

Having risen in just over twenty years, ten years ago he was barely considered noteworthy, but now he stood at a height even Yuan Hong didn’t comprehend. The Grand Progenitor Qiu Xiang was a Celestial Human, and even Yuan Hong had no confidence in defeating him, although he knew Qiu Xiang couldn’t withstand a few moves from Chen Mu. Unexpectedly, Chen Mu didn’t need to act; the foreign race was already defeated.

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