High-Martial World: System Arrives 30 Years Late

Chapter 610 - 421: Forging Divine Soldiers, the Military Department’s Probe, and Unsealing the Ancient Battlefield!

"Martial Saint, is it... This battle will require borrowing some external force."

Time is of the essence, with no room for the slightest waste. Su Mu’s mind stirred, and in the center of his brow, the diamond light sparkled. The diamond human form residing in the center of his Sea of Consciousness immediately opened its eyes, splitting into two additional translucent diamond human forms.

The mind divided into three thoughts, and the black mist surged in the left eye of the diamond human form’s true body, transforming into a pitch-black Mobius Ring before his eyes. A portal leading to the sleeping Master of Endless Black Fog opened.

The diamond human form’s true body stepped into it, vanishing in an instant.

"The black mist of this world is even denser and more active..."

This indicated that the Master of Black Fog was in the process of awakening.

In Su Mu’s right eye, the world was filled with black mist, like a hell where countless ghosts wandered, ghosts and spirits too many to count. From time to time, familiar voices reached Su Mu, and then thousands of ghostly shadows turned into familiar faces.

In Su Mu’s left eye, however, those figures turned into hideous black tentacles, frenziedly dancing with claws bared. Such a terrifying and bizarre scene would shatter the Martial Arts Will of even a Titled Grandmaster if witnessed.

"Hmph!"

Su Mu’s face remained calm and unperturbed. He let out a cold hum, and immediately, twelve streams of Immortal Power burst forth from his brow, five viscera, and six viscera, like a great sun descending into hell.

"Let’s begin."

At this moment, Su Mu also felt anticipation in his heart. Having traversed a millennium back through Junlin Pavilion, the crystal human form had thoroughly transformed into a diamond human form. Now his spiritual power surpassed his physique and qi and blood, being the most formidable strength.

"It’s a pity the Ye Family Ancestor acted too quickly, not allowing a proper attempt. But now, we can at least test the enhancement of spiritual power!"

It’s not easy to bring back the sealed black mist in the Black Fog World. Although Immortal Power and Thunder Power can suppress the black mist, they must also withstand the constant will attacks from the Master of Black Fog.

Otherwise, if the mental and spiritual defense line showed any gaps, it would be eroded by the Master of Black Fog, causing at best damage to the Sea of Consciousness and at worst, becoming a puppet of the Master of Black Fog.

Initially, Su Mu was only able to seal nine paths, each containing energy equivalent to thirty thousand catties of Spirit Marrow.

After encountering Thunder God, Su Mu completed the Martial Arts Golden Body Second Forging, and his strength saw an all-around leap, increasing the sealed paths from nine to thirty-three.

"I wonder how many paths can be sealed this time?"

With a thought, Thunder Power surged from his body, transforming into blasts of thunder dragon claws, each spanning over fifty meters, sweeping across the black mist.

Path after path of black mist was instantly suppressed by the two fierce forces. Then, from Su Mu’s center, silver chains over a hundred meters long were drawn out.

The Desolate Chains completely sealed one path of suppressed black mist after another.

In an instant, the number of sealed black mist paths exceeded ten.

Ten paths.

Nineteen paths.

Twenty-five paths.

Thirty-three paths.

"Hmm?"

Soon, the number of sealed paths reached a previous peak, and Su Mu couldn’t help but hum in surprise. He did not feel considerable pressure and remained at ease.

"Perhaps the enhancement in mental power from the Junlin Pavilion was greater than expected!"

With increased anticipation, Su Mu continued the sealing process.

Thirty-nine paths.

Forty-five paths.

Fifty-six paths.

Sixty-nine paths.

Ninety-nine paths.

The count quickly reached ninety-nine paths. At this time, Su Mu sensed immense pressure from the Black Fog World. Familiar whispers echoed ceaselessly by his ears and within his Sea of Consciousness as the sleeping consciousness of the Master of Black Fog attempted to absorb Su Mu’s will like surging waves.

From a numerical standpoint, ninety-nine paths of black mist seem merely three times that of thirty-three, but when gazing into the abyss, one must remember the abyss is also gazing back at you.

Moreover, Su Mu isn’t just staring into the abyss; he’s causing it harm, draining its blood and carving its flesh. The longer he stands, the more blood and flesh he takes, exponentially increasing the assault on his consciousness.

Su Mu couldn’t help but take a deep breath, feeling a blazing fire within his heart.

"I underestimated the increase in mental power this time. No wonder after transforming into a diamond human form, mental power could surpass and overpower the physique and qi and blood. This increase in mental power is probably close to tenfold."

"However, simply changing into a crystal human form wouldn’t bring such fearsome enhancement. Originally, achieving the crystal human form quadrupled my mental power, and this time it’s an eruption from accumulated potential..."

"The first reason is the complete transformation into a diamond human form. The second is Junlin Pavilion’s millennium backtracking, allowing me to successfully form the prototype of a spiritual power imprint. It’s the combination of these factors that allows such an astonishing increase."

With swift decision-making, the final black mist was sealed, totaling one hundred paths.

"One hundred paths equal... one million catties of Spirit Marrow!"

One million catties of Spirit Marrow is equivalent to ten billion Low-grade Spirit Stones and tens of millions of Top Grade Spirit Stones. Such resources, when piled up, could foster more than ten Grandmasters. In the hands of a Martial Artist with exceptional talent, it might even create a Three Forging Grandmaster.

However, such unimaginable resources were not much to Su Mu and couldn’t even cultivate a new Immortal Cell.

Su Mu immediately stopped the sealing. He needed to conserve energy and promptly closed his right eye calmly, where in his left eye, the black mist formed a two-world portal, and with a swaying figure, Su Mu disappeared.

Returning to the Sea of Consciousness, Su Mu tirelessly put all one hundred paths of sealed black mist into cultivating Immortal Power.

"Let’s hope to break through the number of Immortal Cells to thirty before the grand competition!"