Ultimately, he decided to take the initiative and see how Xia Chuan treated him.
He strode forward and finally appeared in front of the two of them.
When Xia Chuan saw Xu Mu come in again, his eyes narrowed into slits. Before he could speak, Xu Mu spoke first.
"Sect Master, I never expected to run into you here! Quickly, take a look at the new cultivation technique I've learned!"
As Xu Mu spoke, he flicked his arm, and the dark red phantom sword shot towards the distant mountain peak.
Boom!
With a loud bang, the boulder on the mountain peak suddenly exploded, creating a hole four or five meters in diameter inside.
Xia Chuan was utterly shocked.
He wasn't shocked by the power, since the illusionary sword he used himself was far more powerful than Xu Mu's.
What he found incredible was Xu Mu's control over this move.
Whether someone is proficient with the Phantom Sword can be seen from just one thing: the clarity of the sword's blade.
For most people, the sword can only be wielded in its outline; the more skilled one becomes, the more refined the sword becomes.
He saw it very clearly just now; the patterns on the hilt of the illusionary sword that Xu Mu used were clearly visible.
This is clearly above him.
"Sect Leader Xia, who is this person?"
The old man in black robes looked at Xu Mu with curiosity.
"He is... the most outstanding young talent in our sect."
Xia Chuan hesitated for a moment before speaking.
Xu Mu was somewhat surprised, not expecting that this person would actually not make a move against him.
This old man is clearly exceptionally capable.
If he directly admitted to being the enemy, the old man would definitely help him.
"I see."
As the old man in black robes spoke, Meng Wanyue, Dai Xingluo, and the others from afar all rushed over.
They felt a deep tremor just now and thought Xu Mu had started a fight.
The old man in black robes glanced at the group of people who had followed him and smiled. "I didn't expect the young female disciple of the Demon Sword Sect to be so pretty. No need to see me off."
After speaking, the old man in black robes and the man in black robes beside him left together.
After Xu Mu saw them walk away through his senses, he smiled and looked at Xia Chuan, "That old man from the Jiuli tribe was quite powerful. If you tell him the truth, he might help you kill me."
"Just who is your sect? How do you know he's from the Jiuli tribe?"
Xia Chuan was increasingly shocked by Xu Mu in front of him.
"We're just a group of farmers, we're pretty low-key, it's normal that you don't know us."
Xu Mu smiled and walked towards Xia Chuan, "Let's talk about your feelings first. Why don't you reveal my identity?"
"There are two points. First, you should know Wu Anning, right? He can wield the Illusion Sword to this extent, shouldn't he?"
Xia Chuan looked at Xu Mu and said, "He was once the Grand Elder of our Demon Sword Sect. He was already at the Transcendent Realm before I even reached it. He was also my daughter's master, but he has disappeared."
Xu Mu remembered that Xia Sihan had mentioned this name when she saw him use the Illusion Sword.
“There was once an old man who did give me some pointers, but he was wearing a black robe, so I don’t know what he looked like.”
"As expected! He's not dead!"
Xia Chuan's face was full of excitement before he continued, "I won't tell you your identity, but there's one more thing I want you to do for me."
"The inner world he mentioned?"
Xu Mu asked.
"You actually heard that?"
Xia Chuan's face turned pale. He had originally thought that his two senior sisters were experts.
Now it seems that this man is even more terrifying, even though he was clearly nearby.
Neither he nor the leader of the seventh tribe of the Jiuli tribe noticed.
No wonder his two senior sisters, who were at the Transcendent Realm, seemed to be like his followers.
He is now certain that the power behind this man is absolutely terrifying.
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