As they spoke, the figure arrived before Chu Mo. He was a youthful man with a refined demeanor, sword-like brows, starry eyes, and a tall, striking physique. With his hands clasped behind his back, he looked Chu Mo up and down, a trace of contempt evident in his gaze.

This was a young supreme cultivator!

Moreover, his cultivation was not low—it should have reached the peak level of supreme.

At this moment, the two cultivators guarding the entrance to the Trial Field saluted him with utmost respect: "Greetings, my lord!"

The youth didn't even spare them a glance; his cold gaze remained fixed on Chu Mo. "Do you think Beidou Realm is weak and came here to take advantage? If you have any sense, go back to where you came from and focus on competing on the Heaven, Earth, and Human rankings in the Trial Field. Beidou Realm is not a place you can enter!"

This forceful attitude took Chu Mo by surprise. He frowned slightly and asked the youth, "Are outsiders forbidden from entering Beidou Realm?"

"Exactly. You're quite perceptive." The youth's lips curved upward, his smile full of mockery. "Don't feel ashamed. Let me tell you the truth: after ten years, you can come to Beidou Realm freely. If fate permits us to meet again, I might even host you properly. My name is Qi Peng. After ten years, if you come to Beidou Realm, just ask anyone—they'll be able to guide you to me."

As Qi Peng spoke, he looked at Chu Mo and then said, "For now, please leave."

Chu Mo looked at Qi Peng and shook his head. "What if I refuse to leave?"

"Then you're refusing a toast only to drink the forfeit." Qi Peng seemed to have anticipated Chu Mo's decision. Shrugging his shoulders, he said, "To be honest, I've already killed three people this past month who tried to take advantage of Beidou Realm. If you wish to be the fourth, I have no objections."

Chu Mo stared at Qi Peng and responded indifferently, "Absurd."

With that, he raised his leg to walk away, unwilling to waste more time on such a person.

Qi Peng sneered, "Courting death!"

He struck at Chu Mo without hesitation!

Qi Peng summoned a dharma instrument, a star diagram resembling a painting scroll. As it unfolded, it unleashed an immense stellar force, bearing down on Chu Mo directly.

"A holy artifact?" Chu Mo was slightly startled, not expecting to encounter a high-tier supreme cultivator wielding a holy artifact just as he entered Beidou Realm. This was quite different from the feeble reputation Beidou Realm had in people's impressions!

However, a mere holy artifact did not scare Chu Mo. Bare-handed, he threw an intense punch at the star diagram.

"Ignorant fool!" Qi Peng sneered inwardly.

Instantly, an unparalleled force erupted from Chu Mo's fist, slamming into the star diagram with terrifying might.

Boom! Boom! Boom!

A series of earth-shattering explosions ensued. Within the star diagram, countless stars plummeted and shattered!

Qi Peng was utterly shocked and hastily retrieved the star diagram, only to find that more than half of its stars were lost. Furious, he roared, "You dare destroy my dharma instrument?!"

"Idiot." Chu Mo shot him a glance before turning to walk away, his figure disappearing into the void in an instant.

Qi Peng stomped in a fiery rage, cursing loudly, but he could no longer see even a shadow of Chu Mo.

Soon after, he took out a communication stone, his face dark and somber as he activated the spirit within it and spoke: "Elder, someone broke into the Trial Field, and I failed to stop him. He almost destroyed my star diagram with a single punch! Yes, with just a single punch. The person has left now. I suspect he's also…"

"Mm, alright, I understand. Thank you, Elder, for speaking well of me before the ancestor."

After finishing, Qi Peng deactivated the communication stone and turned his gaze toward the two Emperor Realm guards.

"My… my lord, we…" The two guards trembled, falling to their knees in the void and pleading for mercy.

"No matter. That person wasn't someone you could have stopped either," Qi Peng said.

"Thank you, my lord…" The two replied in unison.

However, before their words could finish, their heads already flew high, their eyes full of disbelief. Hadn't he just said it wasn't their fault?

"But you saw me disgraced." Qi Peng said with detachment, waving his hand.

Bang! Bang!

Two explosive sounds echoed as the two men's heads were reduced to bloody mist that scattered into the air.

Qi Peng killed the two high-tier Emperor guards with a mere wave of his hand, like crushing two insignificant insects. His expression remained devoid of any emotion as his dark, brooding gaze fixed upon the entrance of the Trial Field. He muttered, "The ancestor doesn't want to alert the enemy, so this place hasn't been sealed. Yet, so many reckless fools are attempting to take advantage—it's maddening!"

Soon after, Qi Peng's figure vanished into the void and disappeared completely.

By then, Chu Mo had already left the entrance behind. He didn't cause a large commotion there, as he preferred to keep a low profile and avoid drawing undue attention.

From Qi Peng, Chu Mo could discern one thing: the fragile reputation of Beidou Realm over the years was likely a deliberate facade created by them!

Although it remained unclear how powerful Beidou Realm truly was, it was evident that they were definitely not weaker than Tiangang Realm!

If that was the case, why would they circulate rumors of their weakness? And why did they give the impression of growing weaker—like their lineage lacked successors? What exactly were they guarding in secret?

Qi Peng's words had revealed something: he mentioned that Chu Mo could come in ten years, and at that time, Qi Peng could host him graciously. But not now...

Chu Mo frowned, thinking to himself: Judging by the connection between the divine mirror, the beheading path, and the unity—those three blood moons—they might all be concentrated in Beidou Realm. Chaos Blood Moon once stated that the divine opportunity to ascend to godhood lies hidden within Yanhuang and Beidou realms. Could this possibly relate to what Qi Peng was referring to?

Pondering these correlations, Chu Mo wasted no time and flew deeper into Beidou Realm.

The speed of a Saint Realm cultivator was unimaginable; every step covered an endless expanse of space.

Soon, Chu Mo discovered the massive, unparalleled continent floating within the void of Beidou Realm!

Its thickness reached a hundred billion li, and it was impossible to perceive its full depth. Its boundless area was immeasurable. Compared to this, the fragmented Yanhuang Continent—even the largest part, the Heavenly Realm—seemed utterly insignificant.

"This is what a truly complete continent looks like," Chu Mo couldn't help but sigh.

He then ascended upward from the continent's edge, flying from the abyss toward its surface. At last, he landed upon the continent itself.

Days later, Chu Mo arrived in his first city.

This was an Ancient City. The city walls were steeped in the weatherworn traces of time. The Ancient City seemed a bit run-down, possibly due to its location on the edge of the continent. The population was relatively sparse, with fewer than ten thousand inhabitants across the entire city.

Upon arriving, Chu Mo altered his appearance once more, ensuring he resembled the locals of Beidou Continent. By suppressing his aura, even the city's residents found it difficult to discern any remarkable difference about him.

Chu Mo's purpose here was singular: to locate the three blood moons. He sought nothing beyond this and wanted to avoid unnecessary trouble.

As long as he carried the divine mirror, it would naturally alert him once the blood moons were within range—no outsiders from this world were needed to assist him.

In a small tavern, Chu Mo randomly ordered two dishes and a jug of wine, sitting alone to sip and savor.

The tavern had a few adventurers present. Among them, the strongest was likely at the seventh or eighth tier of the Emperor Realm, while the weakest was astonishingly just a True Immortal—not even reaching the Emperor Realm.

The adventurers sat silently, drinking gloomily, barely exchanging words. It wasn't until Chu Mo had nearly finished his meal and was about to leave that one of them—an Emperor cultivator at the third or fourth tier—suddenly grumbled, "Damn it, Beidou Sect is truly oppressive. Just because it's called Beidou, does that make the entire Beidou Realm their private garden? By what right do they seal off all the mountains and rivers? By what right do they block every adventure site?"

"Old Six, are you drunk? Stop rambling nonsense!" The one with the highest cultivation, an Emperor cultivator at the seventh or eighth tier, reprimanded him coldly, his expression cautious as he glanced toward Chu Mo.

Although Chu Mo exuded no aura and appeared utterly ordinary like a native of the Ancient City, these adventurers remained vigilant, unwilling to stir up any trouble.

Another Emperor cultivator, around the fifth tier, chimed in in a hushed tone, "Old Six, you've had too much. Stop spouting nonsense."

The one called Old Six glanced around at the few patrons in the tavern and grumbled defiantly, "What are you scared of? Our living space has been compressed to this extent, and we can't even vent our frustrations? How far can oppression go?"

"Shush!"

Suddenly, the leader of the adventurers' group stiffened, gesturing for Old Six to be silent. His face drained of color. He stammered out, "My lord, my brother spoke out of turn under the influence of drink. I beg your mercy; please do not punish him…"

Before the adventurer could finish his plea, an icy voice erupted within the tavern.

"Hmph!"

A wave of killing intent suddenly enveloped Old Six, who had been complaining drunkenly.

This cold and overwhelming killing intent was unstoppable!

Seeing that the Emperor cultivator at the third or fourth tier was about to be killed on the spot by this murderous aura, his fellow adventurers—bound by life-and-death camaraderie—could only watch helplessly, powerless to prevent what was happening.

Sitting there, Chu Mo sighed quietly, "How truly excessive."

With those words, he picked up a piece of green vegetable with his chopsticks and flicked his wrist gently.

Boom!

A crisp sound echoed in the tavern. The green vegetable shattered into fragments, and at the same time, the ferocious killing intent instantly dissipated into thin air!

The adventurers were left dumbstruck. Their eyes shone not with relief but with the disbelief of witnessing something utterly beyond their comprehension.

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