Invincible Starting From the Nine Dragons Technique

Hearing the voice from behind, the Burial Land Demon Venerable turned around in confusion.

He saw a figure hurtling toward him at extreme speed.

Huh?

At the sight, the Burial Land Demon Venerable’s brow twitched.

’Where did this idiot come from?’

’Trying to ram me with his physical body? Isn’t he courting death?’

The Burial Land Demon Venerable said coldly, "Telling me to get out of the way? Heh. I refuse. What are you going to do about it?"

BAM!

The figure was brought to a dead stop by the collision with the Burial Land Demon Venerable.

It was Su Mo.

Su Mo puffed out his cheeks angrily. "Hey, you lunatic! Didn’t you hear me shouting for you to move? You got wool in your ears or something?"

Normally, Su Mo wouldn’t have gotten angry.

After all, it was his own fault for going too fast!

But this lunatic could have clearly moved, yet he deliberately chose not to, causing Su Mo to crash right into him. It was utterly humiliating.

So, he was angry.

THUD!

The Burial Land Demon Venerable fell heavily to the ground, spitting out a mouthful of black blood.

CRACK! CRACK!

The sound of bones shattering echoed from within his body, and dozens of pieces of flesh fell off his left side.

"You... you... you..."

The Burial Land Demon Venerable’s head lolled to one side, and his breathing stopped.

"Hey, don’t die!"

Su Mo hurried forward to check the Burial Land Demon Venerable’s injuries, praying that he hadn’t actually killed the man.

However, his face turned green the very next second.

The Burial Land Demon Venerable was dead.

"Dead?"

Su Mo felt a massive headache coming on.

’I ran into someone and killed them. What do I do?’

If it had been an enemy, he certainly wouldn’t be bothered. But this person hadn’t provoked him, yet Su Mo had taken his life.

A thick sense of guilt welled up in Su Mo’s heart.

"Sir, you..."

Seeing this, Gu Tong, the Evil King, and the others who had been following close behind were completely dumbfounded.

Su Mo said awkwardly, "I already warned him to move, but he refused. He wanted to take me head-on. There was nothing I could do."

"Right..."

The Evil King and the others were speechless.

"This..."

Also dumbfounded were the Crimson Blood Old Monster, the White-robed Scholar, and their group.

The scene had unfolded too suddenly.

They hadn’t even had time to react.

’What just happened?’

The member of the Burial Land Demon Race, who moments ago had been so arrogant and had them utterly routed, was just... inexplicably run over and killed.

And he was smashed to a pulp, not even a complete corpse left.

What a miserable death!

Su Mo looked at the White-robed Scholar and asked, "Hey, was this guy your companion?"

"No!"

The White-robed Scholar shook his head.

Su Mo looked at the Molten Giant Beast. "Yours, then?"

The Molten Giant Beast shook its head.

It had been forced to submit to the Burial Land Demon Venerable; its loyalty was not genuine.

Now that the Burial Land Demon Venerable was dead, it naturally wouldn’t admit to any connection.

"Then whose companion was he?"

Su Mo said, vexed.

He had killed someone, so he definitely had to find their companions to apologize, but now...

The Crimson Blood Old Monster stood up and said, "Sir, you need not be vexed. The one you just killed was the Burial Land Demon Venerable."

"What?"

Su Mo stared at the corpse on the ground in surprise.

’This guy was the Blood Demon’s true body, the Burial Land Demon Venerable?’

’Aren’t they saying the Burial Land Demon Venerable is really strong? How did he die from a single collision?’

The Crimson Blood Old Monster continued, "The Burial Land Demon Venerable was evil by nature and a scourge upon the world. By killing him, Sir, you have rid the world of a great evil."

"Sir, you have performed a monumental service!"

the White-robed Scholar said eloquently.

Su Mo said, "Well, if it’s the Burial Land Demon Venerable, then there’s no need to apologize. I was planning on killing him anyway."

Several thumb-sized red fruits rolled out from the Burial Land Demon Venerable’s chest.

Seeing these fruits, the eyes of the White-robed Scholar and the Crimson Blood Old Monster went wide.

"Blood Bodhi!"

The two exclaimed in shock at the same time.

"This thing is called a Blood Bodhi?"

Su Mo picked up one of the red fruits from the ground and examined it curiously.

Seeing this, Gu Tong immediately stepped forward to explain, "Sir, the Bodhi is a type of Ancient Divine Tree. It can aid in cultivation. If one successfully achieves enlightenment with it, they could even usher in a new era."

"It’s that amazing?"

Su Mo said in surprise.

Gu Tong nodded. "What you’re holding is a Blood Bodhi Fruit from a Bodhi Tree. It’s only a thousand years old, so it doesn’t have such a powerful effect, but it can allow someone to instantly become a Martial Emperor."

"You mean if I swallow this Blood Bodhi, I can become a Martial Emperor?"

Su Mo wiped the dust off the Blood Bodhi, swallowed it, and then quietly waited for a miracle to happen.

He was currently a Martial Artist, and his power was already unfathomable.

If he leaped several realms to become a Martial Emperor on the spot, perhaps he could kill a Martial Emperor with a single slap.

However...

Su Mo waited for a long time, but no miracle occurred. He couldn’t help but frown. "Gu Tong, are you sure you weren’t lying to me?"

"This..."

Gu Tong’s face stiffened.

’This is the legendary Blood Bodhi. Why isn’t it having any effect on Su Mo?’

Gu Tong guessed, "Sir, perhaps your strength is already too great. The Blood Bodhi is unable to raise it any further, so there’s no reaction!"

Su Mo frowned and thought carefully.

’That’s certainly a possibility.’

After all, he one-shot everyone he met. He had no idea where the limits of his own strength lay.

Su Mo said, "Evil King, you eat one and try!"

Among his few followers, only the Evil King was not yet a Martial Emperor!

"Thank you, Sir!"

The Evil King took the Blood Bodhi from Su Mo and swallowed it.

BOOM!

A powerful aura erupted from the Evil King’s body as he broke through to the Early Stage Martial Emperor Realm.

"Holy shit!"

Su Mo’s eyes nearly popped out of his head.

’He really did become a Martial Emperor on the spot.’

The entire process took less than a second.

"I’m a Martial Emperor now?"

The Evil King looked utterly bewildered, feeling as if he were in a dream!

One second he was at the Martial King Great Perfection Realm, and the next, he was a Martial Emperor.

’This is way too fast!’

The White-robed Scholar and the Crimson Blood Old Monster’s eyes turned red with envy.

A treasure they had risked their lives for and failed to obtain, Su Mo had casually gifted to a subordinate. It was too extravagant.

’I’ll take these back for Father-in-law and the Grand Elder to consume!’

Su Mo happily put away the remaining eleven Blood Bodhi Fruits.

With eleven Blood Bodhi Fruits, he could create eleven Martial Emperor powerhouses, making the Xiao Alliance the most powerful force in the Northern Profound Domain.

"Um... you’re called the Molten Giant Beast, right?"

Su Mo looked at the Molten Giant Beast.

"Sir can just call me Little Beast!"

The Molten Giant Beast raised its palm, and a wisp of ghastly white flame appeared in it. With a fawning smile, it said, "Sir, you came for the Bone Spirit Demon Fire, didn’t you? Little Beast will present it to you now. Please accept it."

"How did you know I wanted this thing?"

Su Mo asked, surprised.

The Molten Giant Beast pointed at the Swamp Ferocious Crocodile and said, "I guessed when I saw its severed claw. Your esteemed self has already taught it a lesson."

Su Mo nodded.

’This Molten Giant Beast really knows what’s up.’

The Swamp Ferocious Crocodile complained, "Molten, you’re one sly bastard."

"Heh!"

The Molten Giant Beast sneered, "It’s not that I’m sly, it’s that you’re too stupid. Couldn’t you feel Sir’s unfathomable aura?"

"This..."

The Swamp Ferocious Crocodile scratched its head in embarrassment.

Back then, it truly hadn’t paid attention to Su Mo’s aura. It had thought Su Mo was a pushover and started a fight with him.

And then, it had been taught a harsh lesson.

The White-robed Scholar stepped forward and tentatively asked, "Sir, those Blood Bodhi are our things. Could you please return..."

"Scram!"

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