Four young supremes, like four long rainbows, tread upon the void, chasing in the direction of Chu Mo.

Chu Mo looked back at the distant void, silently calculating in his heart. From his location to the fifth deadly zone, it would take at least half a day's time. However, for those four people behind him, catching up would probably take just over an hour.

If it were just one... or even two, I would dare to confront them. Chu Mo thought regretfully.

The problem is that there are four of them! Four young supremes! Even at their worst, these are cultivators who have attained enlightenment. Together, alone, I simply cannot handle them. Even if I could desperately take down one or two, I would inevitably meet disaster. The only other option is to take the risk of revealing myself by using a clone.

But Chu Mo doesn't want to use his clone too often. There's always the risk that if he slips up and one gets away, it would cause a huge uproar. His clone is a top-level supreme, an existence qualified to enter the top ten of the Heavenly Ranking. Once word gets out, he would be completely notorious.

Chu Mo isn't afraid of anything else, just afraid of becoming too famous.

Because there are far too many interested parties here. Just the descendants of the Luotian Imperial Clan alone, who knows how many! And the people associated with them, even more innumerable.

Even though Chu Mo could see the intent of Liu Yunfeng and Zi Dao to recruit him, for now, he could only be friends with them. As for joining their forces... it's better not to drag them into his mess. Those people had no idea what it meant to be associated with him.

For Chu Mo, keeping his identity hidden for one more day counts as one more day. But in his heart, Chu Mo knew that his true identity would eventually be impossible to conceal. Unless he stopped cultivating and breaking through from now on, found a remote corner of the cosmos, a place only with mortal humans, cut off his own path of cultivation, and lived a quiet life.

But to Chu Mo, would that not be akin to death?

At the moment, in the eyes of those supreme beings, he was still too weak to attract much attention. Even the time when he attained enlightenment, it was just one supreme being who harbored a fleeting intent to kill. To those beings, he's nothing more than an ant. Even if he reaches the Supreme Realm, it won't cause much of a stir.

But if he becomes a saint... that would be different!

By then, not to mention what choices the Luotian Imperial Clan would make, it's conceivable that even the supreme beings might take action personally. Even if they don't act, the powers of the Great Saint Realm would definitely make their move.

Chu Mo only hopes that day comes later. At the very least to give him a chance to seek self-preservation. He doesn't believe that all the gods and Buddhas out there want him dead! Even if they are supreme beings, they may not share the same view about the future, right?

They say his emergence could ruin the path of all supreme beings and collapse this world.

Isn't that absurd?

It's said that the Supreme One could shatter the entire Luotian cosmos with a single thought. But has he done so? Could my future achievements surpass the Supreme One? Why should I act against you all? Why would I want to ruin your paths?

It's downright nonsensical!

One of the most tragic things in this world is this: before you're even born, some say you will destroy the entire world... That's just really messed up.

As Chu Mo pondered these matters, his feet didn't slow down in the least, his body speeding through the void without leaving a single trace!

"This guy is fast!" The supreme who looked like a seventeen or eighteen-year-old showed a hint of surprise in his eyes: "Though this Lin Hei is good at courting death, his strength is truly not bad!"

"Bullshit Lin Hei, have you ever seen anyone with this name?" The young supreme with a hooked nose sneered coldly.

The youthful-looking supreme paused momentarily and said, "That's true. However, I heard that the number one on the Heavenly Ranking, Zi Dao, is also an alias. His actual family name isn't Zi."

The surname 'Zi' is not one that just anyone can use," the somewhat gaunt supreme seemed to know something.

He and the hooked-nose were from the Immortal Domain of Luotian. The youthful-looking supreme and the one with somewhat feminine features and handsome looks came from the lower Seven Great Domains, considering themselves under the hooked-nose and gaunt supremes.

The hooked-nose nodded and said, "However, I heard his mother's surname is Zi!"

Both the youthful-looking supreme and the handsome supreme couldn't help but inhale sharply, then twitched their mouths, exchanged a glance, and both saw the shock in each other's eyes.

The surname 'Zi' might seem nothing special, indistinguishable from the common surnames like Zhang, Wang, Li, Zhao, and even sounded rather rare, unfamiliar to some. But how could these top young Heavenly Geniuses from the various domains not have heard of it?

The surname 'Zi,' along with surnames like Ji, Jiang, Zhong, and Zhong, are all noble surnames from the Immortal Domain of Luotian. These are not nobles from the mundane world, but those that have existed since the dawn of humanity. The key is that these surnames have always represented the strongest existences in the entire Luotian cosmos!

It is said that nearly all of the current supreme beings originate from these noble families. Of course, it's hard to verify the truth when it comes to those incomparable beings. No one, however, denies that these noble surnames exert tremendous influence throughout the Luotian cosmos.

The Trial Field is indeed brutal, full of slaughter and carnage, but once one encounters people of these surnames, most of the young Heavenly Geniuses refrain from dealing lethal blows, even if they win the fight.

"Alright, let's not discuss these meaningless matters; it has nothing to do with us," the hooked-nose said, his eyes flickering as worlds evolved within them—right now, the two worlds in his eyes were being destroyed.

"In the time it would take to burn an incense stick, we'll catch up to him," the gaunt supreme said coldly.

After a short while, Chu Mo looked around at the four supremes surrounding him, his face full of confusion: "Guys, why are you encircling me? You're not thinking of killing me, are you? Killing someone of my cultivation doesn't seem to benefit you at all."

"Enough talk, hand over your Cold Moon Blade. Then, give us your storage ring. We can spare your life," said the young-looking supreme who appeared to be only seventeen or eighteen, coldly staring at Chu Mo as he spoke.

"We are quite merciful, never thought about killing you. Just hand over the items, and we will let you live," said a supreme with a handsome appearance, resembling a woman, speaking softly.

The man with the hook-nosed and the gaunt man did not speak, but they both firmly locked onto Chu Mo with their divine sense. Should Chu Mo make any sudden move, they would strike him fatally in an instant.

"You want my blade?" Chu Mo looked at the four with surprise: "Do you guys know what kind of blade that is?"

"Cut the crap!" the young-looking supreme scolded loudly, "We've already told you to hurry up and hand over the Cold Moon Blade, do you think we are ignorant? Don't we know it's a holy artifact forged by the Fox Heaven Great Saint?"

"I think you are the ignorant one!" Chu Mo suddenly retorted loudly, "Do you four even have brains?"

"Are you seeking death?" The hook-nosed man's eyes filled with an even stronger hint of destruction; he was almost ready to take action. He was not someone inferior like the quick-sword Zhang Shun to be compared with. He was a powerhouse who commanded respect! He was already fed up with Chu Mo tempting fate, if not for the fear of mutual destruction, he would have struck long ago.

"I'm seeking death?" Chu Mo sneered: "Since you know the origin of the Cold Moon Blade, then let me ask you, do you know in whose hands the Cold Moon Blade has fallen into? A bunch of people who do not know whether they're alive or dead, actually daring to covet the Cold Moon Blade? Can I say that you are the ones seeking death?"

The hook-nosed man frowned slightly, and the gaunt man's eyebrows twitched. They all kept a tight watch on Chu Mo, as if trying to detect any hint of abnormality in his face.

Under the watchful eyes of the four supremes, Chu Mo's expression remained unchanged, and the fluctuations in his aura were steady. He sneered and said, "Forget it, I can't be bothered to tell you more. You want the Cold Moon Blade, right? Here it is!"

As he spoke, Chu Mo directly summoned the Cold Moon Blade, suspending it in the void, then said indifferently, "Here, come and take it!"

The Cold Moon Blade hung in the air, with the aura of the holy artifact emanating around it, carrying an overwhelmingly sharp will. The naturally radiating fluctuations could compel any cultivator to be infatuated.

Such an exquisite divine weapon!

Now suspended there, among the four individuals, anyone who extended their hand could grab it with their cultivation level, taking it directly.

Yet none of the four made a move!

Because all of them were puzzled by Chu Mo's actions.

Chu Mo then said, "As for my storage ring, if you guys like it, take it. There are several billion top-grade crystals inside."

Upon hearing about the several billion top-grade crystals, Chu Mo could distinctly feel the breathing of the four young supremes quicken for a moment. Although it instantly returned to normal, Chu Mo was clear in his heart that they were shocked!

Even as top Heavenly Geniuses from the various domains, never lacking resources for cultivation, they had truly never seen several billion top-grade crystals before!

You say tens of millions or even a few billion, they might not be too moved, but several billion... that amount was truly immense!

Greed is something everyone possesses; it depends on whether there's something to stir it. Clearly, several billion top-grade crystals were a tremendous fortune for anyone present.

However, these people immediately thought of another issue. This problem made them all feel a sense of alarm and foreboding.

If they could treat Chu Mo's earlier words as mere bravado to intimidate them, the question now was: how could a mere Quasi-Supreme possess a sacred-level dharma instrument like the Cold Moon Blade, or possess several billion top-grade crystals?

Just looking at Chu Mo's confident expression, and his nonchalant demeanor, you could tell that losing several billion top-grade crystals or the Cold Moon Blade didn't concern him at all!

Why didn't he care? What was he relying on? With his monstrous talent, could it be that he really had some powerful connections?

These thoughts flashed through the minds of the four individuals in an instant.

At this moment, Chu Mo said lightly, "By the way, there's also a piece of meat in the ring. Just now, in the reincarnation abyss, Zi Dao killed a reincarnation beast and gave me a piece of its meat. Since I, a mere Quasi-Supreme, can't escape, if you want to kill, just kill. There's no seal left by Zi Dao on that piece of meat, so you can eat it with ease."

Zi Dao?

Zi Dao!

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