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The power of Su Mu's sword strike was far too great, exceeding Su Feiyang's tolerance.

As Su Feiyang swung his sword to defend, although he was accompanied by a sky full of sword lights, those sword lights were no match for Su Mu's golden true fire and lightning arcs. Su Mu easily ignored and blocked them.

"How can it be so powerful?"

Su Feiyang was filled with fear and his heart was pounding – it was simply unbelievable that a contemporary martial artist could be so powerful!

Xi Changfeng was powerful enough to have a chance to escape; while he was not powerful enough, so naturally he had no chance to escape.

The moment the longsword flew from Su Feiyang's hand, Su Mu did not pause at all. He swung the Zi Geng Zhan Ling Sword again, and a sharp golden sword light instantly shattered the giant sword light and shadow that enveloped Su Feiyang, and then slammed into his head.

In just one direct confrontation, Su Feiyang only had time to draw his sword to defend once, and had no chance to make any other moves.

Whether in terms of strength or speed, he was completely overwhelmed by Su Mu and had no chance to fight back.

"I was killed just like that, while in a state of perfect harmony with the sword?"

Su Feiyang clearly felt that his head was split open, his inner world collapsed instantly, his soul fire was extinguished rapidly, and his life was slipping away at breakneck speed.

He knew he was finished.

He had long anticipated that he might not be able to defeat Su Mu, but he never expected that the difference in strength between the two would be so great!

A wave of regret washed over me, but it was all too late.

In the last moment before his consciousness faded, his primordial spirit broke through the already collapsed inner world of his sea of ​​consciousness, carrying a trace of unwillingness and resentment, and rushed straight towards Su Mu, who was right next to him, wanting to make a final counterattack.

Su Mu activated his sword soul foundation and used the Soul-Suppressing Technique to easily immobilize Su Feiyang's fleeing primordial spirit. Then, he concentrated his power at his fingertips and shattered that wisp of primordial spirit, causing it to completely dissipate into the world, leaving it with no chance of reincarnation.

By this time, Xi Changfeng had already flown beyond the borders of the Great Qian Imperial City, his figure completely disappearing into the distant horizon, making him impossible to find.

Su Mu collected the broken fragments of the meteorite puppet, carried the frightened gold on his shoulder, and used his power to wrap Su Feiyang's corpse. With a sway, he landed steadily in the courtyard of the library.

This fierce battle that swept across the palace has now come to an end.

Su Mu withdrew the golden true fire and powerful aura around him, slowly returning to his usual appearance. There was no trace of the fierceness after the battle, as if the earth-shattering battle just now had nothing to do with him.

Xiao Anxun, Li Lianqing, and the others all looked at Su Mu with awe and shock, not daring to even breathe loudly.

"The Emperor Emeritus is mighty!"

A royal grandmaster was the first to bow and offer praise, his tone full of submission.

"Godfather is awesome!"

Li Lianqing, Xiao Anran, and others followed closely behind, echoing loudly, their faces full of admiration.

Two True Martial Realm experts from ten thousand years ago came to challenge him, and in the end one died and the other escaped. Such a record is terrifying!

Previously, no one could have imagined that Su Mu's strength had become so formidable that he could easily suppress even a late-stage True Spirit Realm expert.

However, Su Mu did not come away unscathed—the meteorite puppet that had been with him for so long was completely destroyed, and he also consumed a precious fifth-grade Dragon Essence Pill.

But compared to these losses, the gains from this battle were undoubtedly greater.

The treasure robes and longsword on Su Feiyang's body were both low-grade earth-rank magic treasures, in excellent condition and of considerable value, enough to compensate for the loss of the puppet.

More importantly, Su Feiyang was also carrying a storage magic item, which likely contained many valuable items.

"Everyone, you can leave now."

Su Mu waved to the crowd, his tone calm—he had just experienced a fierce battle, and his true energy had been greatly depleted; he needed some time to recuperate.

Xiao Anxun dared not say more and immediately led Li Lianqing and the others to quietly retreat, not daring to disturb Su Mu's recuperation.

Su Mu, carrying the gold on his shoulder, used his internal energy to envelop Su Feiyang's corpse, crossed the courtyard, and slowly entered the library.

The fierce battle that had just taken place above the palace was witnessed by many people both inside and outside the capital. The news spread like wildfire throughout the entire capital of the Great Qian Dynasty, causing a great uproar.

The entire city's residents and martial artists were discussing this earth-shattering battle, and for a time, Su Mu's name once again resounded throughout the imperial city.

Some masters with exceptional eyesight could vaguely discern the general course of the battle, and they were now recounting it to others with great enthusiasm, speaking vividly as if they had personally participated in it.

Inside Laifu Inn.

Meng Ling and her two sons had been staring at each other for a long time, their faces blank and bewildered, their eyes filled with disbelief.

Su Feiyang, the patriarch of the Su family with the cultivation of True Martial Realm, died just like that?

The mother and her two children had originally hoped that Su Feiyang could avenge Su Qingshan and eliminate Su Mu, but now, not only has the revenge not been achieved, but Su Feiyang's life has also been lost.

"Mother...Mother, what should we do next?"

Su Kuan was the first to recover from his shock, his voice trembling and his tone full of panic.

"Let's go! Get out of this imperial city immediately!"

Meng Ling's face was deathly pale, her tone urgent and firm—even a True Martial Realm expert was no match for Su Mu, and for her and her two children to stay in the imperial city to seek revenge with their meager strength would undoubtedly be courting death.

"A gentleman takes his revenge, even after ten years! Brother, let's go!"

Su Zhe gazed in the direction of the palace, his hatred replaced by deep fear. He dared not linger any longer and quickly pulled Su Kuan along, preparing to pack their things and flee.

The mother and her two children dared not delay. They hurriedly packed their simple belongings and left Laifu Inn, fearing that if they were even a step too late, Su Mu would come looking for them.

It was nearing noon, and the sun was blazing.

The mother and her two children rode in an inconspicuous ordinary carriage, exiting the Great Qian Imperial City through the South Gate, and then sped south along a wide official road.

After driving about a hundred miles out of the capital, the three of them gradually relaxed, thinking they had finally escaped danger.

Before they could completely relax, their carriage was suddenly stopped by a figure, the wheels came to a screeching halt, and the carriage jolted violently.

The person who stopped the carriage was none other than Xi Changfeng, who had recently escaped from the palace.

The mother and her two children were startled and quickly got off the carriage. They bowed respectfully to Xi Changfeng, showing no sign of disrespect.

"Are you in such a hurry to leave?"

Xi Changfeng's gaze swept over the three of them, his tone calm yet carrying a subtle hint of sarcasm: "Don't you want to avenge Su Qingshan anymore?"

"Yes! Of course we want revenge!"

Meng Ling quickly looked up and replied urgently, "But the three of us, mother and sons, are too weak to be a match for Su Mu. We can only leave the capital first, accumulate strength, and return to avenge our husbands when we are able!"

"You're all going to build up your strength, do you think Su Mu will just stand still and wait for you to come and seek revenge?"

Xi Changfeng raised an eyebrow, his tone carrying a hint of rhetoric, a flash of disdain in his eyes.

"We understand this principle, but right now, we simply don't have the strength to take revenge!"