Chapter 131 The Black Great Realm, a Seven-Colored Figure

With a sneer, Mu Changqing's eyes flashed with disdain as he coldly stated,

"Suppressed? I slaughtered most of the innate beings. If it weren't for karma and fate striking me, and the Dao of the Primordial Heavens ambushing me, how would they have had the right to suppress me? They are mere dregs from the darkness."

Upon hearing this, Di Zu froze on the spot.

The truth of how Mu Changqing was exiled might have been clear to the innate beings of the current era.

However, for the primordial beings, it was completely unknown.

He had initially believed Mu Changqing might be strong, but at most, only stronger than the Origin Creation level. Perhaps he possessed some forbidden techniques to achieve immortality and transcendence.

But now, Mu Changqing's few words filled him with a fear he could scarcely believe.

What kind of existence could provoke three beings above the masses to act together, even compelling the Lord of the Primordial Heavens to ambush him?

His body trembled uncontrollably as he looked at Mu Changqing, saying with a fawning smile,

"Burial Emperor, you must be joking."

Yet, gazing at Mu Changqing's cold, eerie face, Di Zu believed him by eight or nine parts.

"A joke? I never joke. If you don't believe me, feel free to try. It's just that the price, Di Zu, can you afford it?"

Mu Changqing snorted coldly, unleashing endless visions around him, mirroring the scenes of that ultimate battle.

Seeing this, Di Zu retreated several steps again.

Now, his gaze towards Mu Changqing was akin to that of an ordinary mortal facing gods and demons; it was filled with fear and apprehension.

After a moment of silence, Di Zu's conflicted expression returned to normal. He cupped his hands and said,

"In an era where the strong reign supreme, I am willing to submit to the Burial Emperor."

Mu Changqing nodded slightly, unfazed by Di Zu's submission.

Currently, the third-tier innate beings, the Heaven Overlords, were no more than slightly larger ants to him.

They were hardly worth his attention.

However, arriving anew, having a guide was indeed much more convenient.

Mindless slaughter was the act of a brute.

Though Mu Changqing disregarded all beings, he was not foolish.

"Let's go, let's go see the true Primordial Great World, and find out how terrifying this legendary forbidden era truly is."

With a slight flick of his sleeve, the Burial Sword slowly dissipated.

With his hands behind his back, his hair fluttering, he said lightly,

"Di Zu, you actually dare to set foot in this realm. What, are you willing to submit to our master now?"

Di Zu subtly glanced at Mu Changqing. Seeing that he showed no reaction, a sense of arrogance, like a dog relying on its master's might, surged within him. He spoke with full confidence,

"You mere ants at the peak of the Post-Natal stage dare to yell at me? Such disrespect! Your master truly doesn't know how to behave, he can't even teach a dog."

Di Zu's tone was laced with sarcasm as he retorted without hesitation.

The seven-colored figures were first taken aback, then erupted in fury.

In an instant, seven-colored lightning rumbled across the sky, and endless killing intent brewed high above, engulfing Di Zu and Mu Changqing.

"Di Zu, my master gave you a chance to submit back then, and you didn't cherish it, leading to your expulsion from this realm. Now you dare to return and provoke us? What, is your courage derived from the brat behind you?"

The figure in the center scoffed at Di Zu.

This caused Di Zu's expression to become extremely unsightly.

Mu Changqing, however, looked at the speaker with a strange expression.

So, Di Zu hadn't gone to cultivate underground due to his own circumstances, but had been driven out.

"Bah, nonsense, you're spouting lies. I was merely taking a step back for a wider view, not to quarrel with your master. Don't push your luck, you mere ants at the peak of the Post-Natal stage are not qualified to speak to me as equals."

Di Zu shouted, hands on his hips, pointing a finger at the seven-colored figures and roaring.

Mu Changqing remained standing in silence, glancing at Di Zu and the seven-colored figures, and had a general understanding of their relationship.

Mu Changqing needed the Primordial Purple Qi, and would inevitably be at odds with the primordial beings.

Di Zu's allegiance to Mu Changqing, driven by a 'what's done is done' mentality, was to first lure out the sworn enemies who had previously expelled him from the black realm, and use Mu Changqing to exact his revenge.

At this moment, the seven-colored figures were unsure of Di Zu's true intentions.

Based on their understanding of Di Zu, he was no match for their master.

If the two were to fight, he would be the one at a disadvantage.

Following this, their gazes shifted to Mu Changqing, standing behind Di Zu.

Initially, the seven-colored figures had not paid much attention to Mu Changqing's presence.

After all, in the entire Primordial Era, there were only a few top-tier existences, so they didn't believe Mu Changqing could be that formidable.

But now, as they truly noticed Mu Changqing and sized him up, their bodies began to tremble uncontrollably.

The seven-colored auspicious clouds dissipated, and the myriad visions collapsed.

An unprecedented aura of ultimate death instantly enveloped the seven figures.