Da Xuan Martial Saint
Chapter 1023 - 1023: 510 First Sect Leader_2

Along the way, all the stewards, protectors, and others of the Heavenly Corpse Sect were completely unaware of Chen Mu's arrival. Even as Chen Mu walked right past them, no one noticed, and they continued with their respective tasks.

Swish.

Chen Mu glanced at the formation array laid out outside the treasury of the Heavenly Corpse Sect. After just one look, he withdrew his gaze and continued walking forward, paying it no heed. With a slight contact between him and the formation, he passed straight through it silently and unnoticed.

After entering the mansion treasury of the Heavenly Corpse Sect, Chen Mu didn't linger. He casually took out the Qiankun Bottle and with a sweep of his sleeve, the entire interior of the treasury was like a storm sweeping through, with piles of spiritual materials flying in from all directions, swiftly being collected into the Qiankun Bottle.

In just a brief moment.

The accumulation of several hundred years of the Heavenly Corpse Sect fell entirely into Chen Mu's hands.

Although it was far less than the treasury of the Da Xuan Dynasty Court, not even a tenth or a fifth, it still rivaled the treasuries of any great sects in the world. Especially regarding resources like Viscera Refining and nurturing spiritual objects that are extremely consumable, the amount accumulated here was unimaginable. Such resources in great sects are often used up as quickly as they are gathered, making it difficult to stockpile much. Only the Heavenly Corpse Sect, as an evil sect, could accumulate so much because they had no use for these resources.

Among these, there were several top-tier spiritual objects that could be useful to the current Chen Mu. Although they weren't numerous, they were essential for him to achieve the extremes of the Blood Refinement Realm and cultivate an Immortal Body, requiring steady accumulation.

After sweeping the treasury of the Heavenly Corpse Sect clean, Chen Mu stepped out and walked towards the central forbidden land of the Heavenly Corpse Sect.

...

Central of the Heavenly Corpse Sect.

Beside the Fiend Pool.

Six heavenly corpses surrounded a top-tier heavenly corpse soaking in the Fiend Pool, their entire bodies and even heads submerged within. Of the six weaker heavenly corpses, their skin was deathly white, their heads bald without hair, and the yin fiend energy around them was dense to the extreme, brewing with surging heavenly corpse power within.

The top-tier heavenly corpse in the center, however, was different. Its entire body was also submerged in the Fiend Pool, but bizarrely, it had patches of black and red hair growing on its head!

Corpse growing hair!

Normally, from the very first step of the corpse refinement, all hair on the body is refined away. Whether Golden Corpse, Silver Corpse, Copper Corpse, or Iron Corpse, or even higher leveled Evil Corpse or Mysterious Corpse, they all have no hair on them.

But this top-tier heavenly corpse seemed to have reached a state of 'yin reaches its extreme, giving birth to yang; death reaches its extreme, leading to reversal', so much so that hair began to grow on its head. Though the hair was only an inch long, it represented a completely different realm.

At this moment.

Before these seven heavenly corpses, a figure stood in a black robe. Beneath the robe was a face resembling a skull, with blood and flesh almost completely withered, and the skin appeared to adhere entirely to the bones, making for an extremely horrifying appearance.

"Sect Leader."

Suddenly, a gray-clad figure approached from afar; it was an Elder of the Heavenly Corpse Sect. He walked to a spot not far from the Fiend Pool, stiffly bowed slightly to the black-robed figure, and said, "In Central Lands, something significant seems to be happening recently. It's said that Master Xuantian and Martial Saint Chen Mu have spoken that an impending calamity will sweep across the world, and various forces are making moves."

"Oh?"

The deeply sunken, extremely withered eyes of the black-robed figure emitted a sliver of black light as he looked at the gray-clad Elder: "Isn't Chen Mu said to be invincible, unsurpassed in the world? What world-sweeping calamity could there possibly be?"

His tone was muffled and hoarse, sounding extremely eerie and frightening, enough to stop a child from crying in the night if heard in the dead of night.

The gray-clad Elder whispered, "It's said to be some demonic catastrophe, that the Ancient Demon Clan would make a comeback. The Demon Clan seems not to be beings of this realm, but comes from a Cave Heaven World, set to invade this realm..."

Upon hearing this.

The Heavenly Corpse Sect Leader fell into a brief silence.

"Demonic catastrophe, is it?"

"That indeed seems possible."

As the Sect Leader of the Heavenly Corpse Sect, he knew many hidden secrets, including the inherited Corpse Refinement Art, being well aware that it wasn't a secret technique born in the Da Xuan World but originated from the Great Wilderness, from other worlds.

And this Corpse Refinement Art was extraordinarily remarkable, not just any secret technique. A world capable of developing such methods couldn't be any less advanced than the Da Xuan World. Thus, unlike many who believe Da Xuan to be the universe's center, he understood that this world was far more expansive than imagined.

If the Ancient Demon Clan did not originate from this realm but came from another world, then the world they belong to must not be some mere 'Cave Heaven'. It must undoubtedly be vast and majestic, possibly even bigger than the Da Xuan World; otherwise, it wouldn't alert even Chen Mu as if facing a formidable enemy.

Moreover.

From his research and understanding of the Demon Clan's methods, he had long speculated that the Demon Clan were likely not life forms of this realm, for their methods were incompatible with this world, much like their Corpse Refinement Art.

"Sect Leader, should we also prepare early?"

The gray-clad Elder asked softly.

The Sect Leader of the Heavenly Corpse Sect did not respond immediately; instead, he looked up at the sky and suddenly chuckled. "Martial Saint rising, demonic catastrophe descending... it truly is the chaotic autumn season. This world calamity may as well be our opportunity."

This realm has never been so chaotic, and it is often in chaos that great changes and great opportunities arise.