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Su Mu pondered to himself, and did not rush to set off to investigate, but quietly observed and waited.

Even if the forbidden area is sealed off, given time, the puppet's strong physical body and Dao Fire combat power will surely allow it to break free and reconnect with its divine sense.

The situation in Tianyuan is now completely stable.

As the black mist dissipated, the demon beast tribes retreated to the ocean and the vast mountains; the witch tribe returned to the ancestral land of Wanjiang Yusu; the barbarian tribe retreated to the barbarian wasteland; and the Japanese tribe crossed the sea to return to the Fusang Islands.

Only the cultivators of various races who migrated from the Wulong Continent in the early years mostly became disciples of Su Mu, becoming his adopted sons and daughters, and settled around the Great Qian Imperial City, guarding the area.

With the war and the invasion of the black mist gone, the Great Qian Empire ushered in a golden age of peace and prosperity, with the hearts of all people united and all industries flourishing.

The barbarian tribes, witch tribes, and other former foreign tribes have all recuperated and steadily recovered, and there is no more conflict or war.

All the myriad races of the heavens know that this peaceful and prosperous era is entirely due to Su Mu alone.

His status in the hearts of all races became increasingly lofty and sacred, and the foundation of the Great Qian Empire's rule became unbreakable.

The older generation of powerful figures from various races were once enemies of Su Mu and perished at his hands, but they have long been forgotten by the world. Even if someone occasionally mentions them, they can only sigh that they deserved their fate and died without cause.

Now, not only the palace, but the entire Great Qian Imperial City is filled with the extremely pure and profound imperial aura, which nourishes the national fortune, nurtures Su Mu's foundation of cultivation, and is of immense benefit to his practice.

A day passes in the blink of an eye, dusk falls, and twilight blankets the sky.

Suddenly, the sky above the imperial city changed color, and an endless silver net appeared out of thin air, covering the sky!

At that moment, Jinzi was circling and flying above the imperial city. Before he could react, he was instantly enveloped and trapped by the giant silver net.

The giant net tightened rapidly, and the silver patterns locked down the surrounding space. No matter how much the gold flapped its wings and struggled, it could not break free even slightly.

"Whoosh!"

Su Mu flashed into the air and instantly ascended, arriving beside Jinzi in a flash.

The Purple Cloud Divine Sword was summoned in response, its sharp light severing several tough silver threads.

As the restraints loosened, Jinzi seized the opportunity to break free of the giant net, flapped its wings, and swooped down, landing safely back inside the palace.

The giant silver net missed its target and instantly transformed into a dazzling silver light, hurtling rapidly toward the western horizon.

Xiao Yunshang, Chai Min, and other powerful figures all took to the air and stood atop the various palaces and pavilions, their gazes solemn as they looked towards the western horizon.

Many cultivators in the imperial city also looked up, gazing at the sky with expressions of astonishment and doubt.

From the western sky, four black shadows flew at lightning speed, traversing thousands of miles of void in an instant, and stopped a hundred feet above the imperial city, confronting Su Mu from afar.

The four figures exuded overwhelming power, their divine auras overlapping, their immense strength shaking the entire sky and causing the entire imperial city to tremble slightly, the wind and clouds swirling around them.

"The Four True Gods!"

Su Mu narrowed his eyes slightly, and his divine sense instantly spread out to investigate.

All four were True God Realm experts, with the leader surrounded by a faint aura of Dao Fire, indicating he was a late-stage True God.

The other three have all condensed complete Dao Souls, are not afraid of the suppression of the Heavenly Origin Heaven and Earth Rules, and firmly stand at the mid-stage of True God.

The four members share a common aura and are arranged in a disciplined formation, clearly indicating that they are a well-coordinated and exclusive team.

Judging from their appearance, they are neither human nor native barbarian tribes of Tianyuan.

They were tall and robust, comparable to barbarian cultivators, with two sharp horns on their heads. Their bodies were completely hairless, covered with fine, shimmering scales the size of fingernails. Their arms and legs were thick and powerful, and a long, sharp tail scale trailed behind their backs.

If Su Mu had not inherited Moen's cosmic memories and possessed a perspective that surpassed that of native Tianyuan cultivators, he would have had no way of discerning their racial origins.

This is the Horned Scale Clan!

The Langya Star System is home to a small but powerful race. The race is small in size and has few members, but its racial talents are extraordinary and its individual combat strength is extremely powerful. Almost every cultivator in the race is a cultivation genius and has few rivals among those of the same level.

Four alien gods suddenly descended and launched a sneak attack, their intentions malicious and their aura chilling and domineering.

Xiao Yunshang, Chai Min, and the others looked solemn and dared not make a move, standing quietly to observe.

Su Mu's eyes were icy, and his deep, cold voice resounded through the heavens: "You have all come from afar, and to attack without asking why is far too presumptuous!"

Su Mu coldly scanned the four invading Horned Scale Clan True Gods, uttering standard and fluent Universal Language.

This language originates from Moen's inherited memories and can be understood by all high-level cultivators in the heavens. The four True God Realm Horned Scale Clan experts before us will certainly be able to understand it.

"This Golden-Winged Roc is destined to be with our clan. We wish to take it away and bestow upon it an unparalleled opportunity. We hope that you will not obstruct us."

The leader of the Horned Scale Clan, a late-stage True God, responded, his cold gaze sweeping over the crowd and locking onto the gold in the courtyard. He raised one arm slightly, pointing directly at his target.

"If you have a genuine opportunity, just take it out." Su Mu's expression was indifferent, and his tone was firm and unyielding. "Trying to take it away is pure wishful thinking."

"Since you're so ungrateful, don't blame us..."

Before the words of the late-stage True God of the Horned Scale Clan had even finished, a dazzling and sharp purple-gold sword light suddenly shot through the air and instantly arrived in front of the opponent.

Su Mu had already roughly figured out the combat strength of the four people and was too lazy to waste any more words. Moreover, he was already certain that the low-grade divine golden puppet that had previously gone missing was most likely destroyed by these four true gods of the Horned Scale Clan.

"If you won't listen to reason, you'll have to suffer the consequences!"

Later, the Horned Scale True God swayed and calmly dodged the deadly sword light. Instantly, a blazing blue Dao fire rose around his body, and his natal Dao Soul appeared outside his body with a thunderous roar, displaying his divine might.

The silver divine net he had just laid out had several of its cables severed by Su Mu, causing it considerable damage, and he was already filled with resentment.

The other three true gods of the Horned Scale Clan also simultaneously activated their cultivation, unleashing their Dao Souls and Divine Fires, their divine power surging and turbulent, their divine treasures shining brightly, and they were on full alert.

Above the sky, layers of oppressive power overlapped from all directions, and a great battle was about to break out.

To prevent the aftershocks of the battle from sweeping through the imperial city and harming innocent cultivators and civilians, and to prevent the other side from taking risks and attacking Xiao Yunshang and others, Su Mu no longer held back and directly unleashed his trump card—a mid-grade divine gold puppet!

This puppet possesses pure Dao embryo power, its body has been condensed into a supreme Dao body, its hardness is comparable to a mid-grade divine treasure, and its combat power is on par with a Great God Realm expert!

The moment the puppet appeared, its figure transformed into a blur, instantly closing in on a mid-stage True God of the Horned Scale Clan. Without any fancy moves, it smashed down with a punch!

At extreme speed, the mid-stage True God had no time to dodge or defend, and was forced to take the heavy punch full of the power of the Dao Embryo!

The powerful fist force instantly tore apart the protective shield constructed by the opponent's divine fire and divine power, and fiercely imprinted itself on the chest of his divine body.

This mid-stage Horned Scale True God's foundation was not even as strong as that of the previously fallen Turael. After being hit by this heavy blow, his divine body exploded on the spot, and his flesh and blood flew everywhere!

"It's the power of the Dao Embryo stage!"

"His physical toughness and explosive power are comparable to a true Dao body!"

"It's a god-level puppet! A whole level stronger than the one we destroyed in the black mist!"

The remaining three Horned Scale True Gods' expressions changed drastically, their eyes filled with horror and fear. Only then did they realize that they had kicked a hornet's nest and encountered an extremely tough opponent.

Before the three could recover from their shock, the Divine Golden Puppet had already crushed the remnants of the fallen True God's soul and spirit, and without stopping, it turned around and rushed straight at the leading late-stage True God!

Su Mu also made a move simultaneously, without hesitation activating a low-grade divine clone talisman, and a clone exactly like his original body instantly appeared.

At the same time, the Golden Dragon of the Imperial Set possessed him, his body covered with ten thousand feet of golden dragon scales, and purple-gold Dao Flames burned fiercely. Holding the Purple Heaven Divine Sword, he personally attacked a mid-stage True God.

The newly formed clone, carrying the same power, charged towards the last mid-stage True God.

In today's battle, his intention is to annihilate the entire enemy force, leaving no survivors!

Both Su Mu's main body and his clone were bathed in top-grade purple-gold Dao fire, and in terms of combat power alone, they were already far superior to the opponent's mid-stage True God.

The inherent advantage of the Imperial God is enough to erase the difference in cultivation level between the opponent and the one who has condensed the Dao Soul; and the grade of the Purple-Gold Dao Fire is far superior to the opponent's ordinary divine fire, which is an overwhelming boost to combat power.

As for the strongest late-stage True God, he was completely crushed and suppressed when facing a God-level puppet, with no chance of turning the tide.

The three surviving Horned Scale True Gods instantly grasped the situation and knew that their predicament was extremely dangerous. They dared not linger in the battle and activated their most powerful life-saving techniques in an attempt to escape.

Su Mu's eyes sharpened. Having anticipated this, he raised his hand and summoned a low-grade divine-level anti-air talisman, activating it directly!

This talisman has already been used twice, and only one last chance remains.

The divine talisman shattered with a deafening roar, and endless silver light instantly swept across the entire sky, causing the surrounding space to violently distort and tremble, firmly locking down the entire battlefield airspace.

While distorted space cannot imprison true gods for long, it can completely seal low-level spatial divine arts and teleportation treasures, blocking all escape routes.

The three true gods of the Horned Scales trembled together, mobilizing the great power of heaven and earth to protect themselves. Their bodies could still move quickly and were not greatly affected by spatial fluctuations.

But the mid-stage True God who was facing Su Mu was completely trapped in a desperate situation!

He held a low-grade divine teleportation token tightly in his hand, and had already activated it with all his might, but under the seal of the distorted space, the teleportation power was completely ineffective, and he was unable to escape at all.

Missing the only chance to escape means certain death!