Chapter 616: Transcendence and Killing Ghosts
How long has it been...
Zhao Mu lay on an uneven rock, staring at the gorgeous sky, but his eyes were extremely empty.
He could no longer remember how long he had been in the same position, let alone how many years he had been on this comet.
It had been a hundred years.
Maybe much longer.
At first, the time was not too difficult.
He often entered into a state of meditation, contemplation, and enlightenment.
The longest time he entered into a state of meditation was probably more than twenty years.
But over time, his mind had been severely drained.
He could no longer enter into a state of meditation, because his mind had explored all the places and corners he could reach.
If he continued to enter into a state of meditation, he would only be daydreaming.
That would only drive Zhao Mu into a psychopath.
He didn't want to become crazy, so he braked in time and stopped the random thoughts in his mind.
Then he began to recall.
From his previous life to his current life, he recalled everything he had experienced, everyone he met, every joy, anger, sorrow, and emotional change.
As the memories were constantly excavated, many of his past blurred memories began to become clear.
He closed his eyes, and could even travel through time and space and return to any node in his memory.
Although he could not change anything, he could re-experience all the feelings at that time.
But he only had more than 20 years of life experience.
Even if he read it again from beginning to end, it would only take 20 years.
How many times has he reincarnated in his memory?
He could not remember clearly, but there must be many, many times, otherwise he would not be able to count the number of hairs on Luo Xuanji's body clearly.
He would not know how many typos there were in the novel he read in his previous life from beginning to end.
But just like a movie, no matter how classic it is, how durable it is, it will become boring after watching it ten or twenty times in a row.
So now, Zhao Mu began to empty his mind. He no longer thought about any problems, but just quietly looked at the starry sky.
Billions of stars, give me a quilt, help me sleep.
At this moment, time has lost its meaning to Zhao Mu.
His state of mind became peaceful and tranquil again, and his consciousness seemed to be detached, no longer confined to his tiny self, but integrated into a more magnificent universe.
Take the heaven and earth as the incarnation, measure the vastness of the universe.
At this moment, the blurry and tiny billions of stars gradually became clear in Zhao Mu's consciousness.
His consciousness seemed to be able to see the gorgeous stellar wind erupting from a distant star across billions of light years.
His consciousness was pulled by a force, and there seemed to be a black hole hidden in the darkness.
A smile rose at the corner of Zhao Mu's mouth.
He didn't think about why all this happened, but simply found it very interesting.
He seemed to have become a part of the starry sky, but he didn't know whether the starry sky wrapped himself or his consciousness enveloped the entire starry sky.
"Transcend the self, and you can see all aspects."
Suddenly, a voice from the dark sounded.
The voice was solemn and sacred, as if it came from the depths of the starry sky.
Zhao Mu suddenly felt like a dream, and when he opened his eyes again, the starry sky had disappeared without a trace, and he had appeared outside the gate of the Pluto Tower.
"Damn, why is he still alive!"
A curse came.
Zhao Mu looked sideways and saw the figure of the Black Mountain Ancestor.
Beside him, there was another man shrouded in black fog.
It was the Ghost Lord.
Although Zhao Mu was still somewhat confused, his body had already reacted instinctively.
In an instant, Zhao Mu came to the Black Mountain Patriarch, holding his throat with one hand, and looking down at him indifferently.
"Thank you for giving me an opportunity. To express my gratitude, I will also give you a great fortune."
The Black Mountain Patriarch thought that Zhao Mu was going to kill him, and he was immediately scared to death, but after hearing Zhao Mu's words, he felt that there was still a glimmer of hope, and hurriedly showed a flattering smile, but the next moment, the smile stopped abruptly.
The scenery in the eyes of the Black Mountain Patriarch began to spin, and he seemed to see that Zhao Mu was throwing out a headless corpse with a cold face.
Why did the corpse look so familiar.
That... wasn't it him!
With a clang, the head fell to the ground.
The Black Mountain Patriarch was killed instantly.
Zhao Mu looked at the black fog calmly and indifferently.
"Ghost Lord, are you disappointed to see that I'm still alive?" Zhao Mu asked coldly.
The black fog trembled, and the ghost lord turned around and ran without saying anything.
But the next second, the ghost lord found that the surrounding space was constantly collapsing, and all his escape routes were blocked. His body flowed uncontrollably with the space and came to Zhao Mu.
So strong!
The ghost lord was terrified, but he knew his current situation. If he didn't fight back, he would die.
Without any hesitation, the ghost lord sacrificed a blood soul flag and shook his hand, and saw thousands of evil ghosts howling and running out, surrounding Zhao Mu.
The ghost lord seized the opportunity and was about to escape.
Before he turned around, a dazzling golden light burst out from Zhao Mu.
Thousands of evil ghosts turned into ashes and dissipated in the pure and yang light in an instant.
"This is your ultimate trick as a ghost lord. You disappoint me so much."
Zhao Mu shook his head and stretched out a hand.
The ghost master's body seemed to be controlled, and automatically flew in front of Zhao Mu, and was captured by him.
The black fog also dissipated instantly when it met Zhao Mu, revealing the true appearance of the ghost master.
His face was full of fear.
"Zhao Mu, if you spare my life, I will hand over the Ghost Dao Sect to you, and I will work for you from now on. How about that?"
"It's a good suggestion, but unfortunately you are not sincere enough."
In fact, Zhao Mu really wanted to subdue the Ghost Lord. With him working for him, many things in secret would be easier to do.
But when Zhao Mu saw that the Ghost Lord's loyalty was negative, Zhao Mu knew that this guy was destined to be an ungrateful person.
So death is his best destination.
After a crisp sound, the Ghost Lord's head disappeared without a trace as if there was a space collapse.
Even the soul was wiped out.
Looking at the two headless corpses on the ground, Zhao Mu's expression did not change at all.
Was the Ghost Dao Sect eliminated just like that?
That may not be the case.
The Pluto Tower is here, which means that there must be many powerful people behind the Ghost Dao Sect.
A mere Ghost Lord is just a tool man on the table.
That Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva may be the real master of the Ghost Sect.
Zhao Mu waved his hand and looted all the treasures from the Ghost Lord and the Black Mountain Patriarch.
He turned and looked at the Pluto Tower, which was still standing.
The last voice coming from the depths of the starry sky, was it Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva?
Zhao Mu was in awe and bowed.
Then he turned and left.
Not long after Zhao Mu left, the Pluto Tower sank into the ground and soon disappeared without a trace.
The forest shrouded in darkness gradually lost its strange phenomena and returned to normal.
At this time, Zhao Mu had returned to the Demon Sect.
He happened to meet Tang Qing.
Zhao Mu flew directly to her, tightly holding Tang Qing in his arms, greedily breathing in the fragrance on her body.
Tang Qing couldn't help blushing, but she was curious: "What's wrong with my husband?"
"Madam, I miss you so much!"
Although he was only away for a few days, in Zhao Mu's own consciousness, he didn't know that he had spent hundreds of years alone.
At this moment, the feeling of missing Tang Qing completely broke out. Zhao Mu picked up Tang Qing and flew towards the Muye Immortal Boat.
A big battle is inevitable!