High-Martial World: System Arrives 30 Years Late Chapter 462 - 349: Millennial Sword Dao Clash—A Human Blade,

Su Mu furrowed his brows, rapidly speculating within his mind, perhaps the Sword Montum and Four Realms Blade Technique need to be tested in the real world?

Though peculiar, this situation was sowhat different from the previous case with the Breath of Thunder, but for now, there was no other reasonable explanation. Although doubts remained in his heart, Su Mu did not dwell on this point, as the results could be known once he returned.

At this mont, Su Mu finally confird one thing: his recent speculation about the giants’ legacy thod was correct.

In Bai Qingli’s mory, Su Mu saw that on her path of despair, she personally witnessed the giant survivors burning the deceased giants, forming a circle to chant songs, wishing for the deceased to return to their holand, allowing the departed to rest in peace.

She carried a blade alone across the border; such scenes left her numb, indicating that this was not an isolated case. The real circumstances of the giants differed from what later generations believed, which involved transferring through flesh, muscles, and even souls in a cruel manner.

At the sa ti, Su Mu faintly guessed that the Elder Bai of the Giant Race may have known so hidden truth long ago, which is why he changed his usual attitude and coldly opposed Bai Qingli at her celebration for becoming a Basic War God.

Elder Bai knew this little girl he raised very well, and indeed she did not betray his expectations. Unfortunately, Elder Bai never expected Bai Qingli to follow him resolutely into death.

"The spark still exists and burns in later generations, farewell..."

Su Mu took one last look at Bai Qingli’s body, leapt out of the deep pit.

The distant horizon was engulfed by vast, overwhelming black mist.

Better to have none than substandard ones.

"If only I could find Elder Bai’s body..." Su Mu thought to himself, believing that the elder knew so truths that ordinary giants could not reach.

But how could there be such coincidences in the world?

Taking a deep breath.

The wind elents between heaven and earth swirled, converging from all directions. In the next second, the giant transford into a green bolt of lightning and surged towards the endless black mist.

The closer to the catastrophe, the stronger the fallen giants’ powers would inevitably beco. Su Mu wanted to confirm the next target in the final monts.

Hmm?

Su Mu quickly discovered that after coming into contact with Bai Qingli’s mory, the body he controlled seed to no longer fear the black mist that much.

More accurately, the giant consciousness remaining in the body was slowly becoming silent, as if it was coming to terms. Perhaps the giant he controlled was also a mber of the Garrison Team, just like the giant who opened up Bai Qingli.

The frontier broke, the elder and everyone perished in battle, but still couldn’t see Bai Qingli, whom the elder regarded as hope, appear, thus feeling boundless anger.

Or perhaps this giant body was one that Bai Qingli saved on her path to death. In any case, the remnant soul within this body no longer affected Su Mu’s actions.

Quickly skimming over pit after pit of giant falls.

"It’s you!"

Su Mu found another large pit north of Bai Qingli’s fall site, and in the pit, there was also a pool of golden giant’s blood.

Upon seeing the giant’s corpse, Su Mu’s pupils constricted fiercely.

"Still standing even in death?"

This was unexpectedly a giant who died standing.

In an instant, endless black mist surged in.

Su Mu turned around, took a deep breath, and purple thunder circulated.

Secret of Power.

Breath of Thunder.

Fixed Star Body Refining Technique.

Six Paths Reincarnation Fist.

Martial Arts Gate!

Su Mu infused everything this body could perform into one punch, launching it towards the encroaching black mist. Instantly, clouds dispersed to reveal the blue sky.

The terrifying black mist was forcefully blasted into a patch of pure land with this punch; under the pure and domineering Rule of Force, the black mist had to retreat, prohibiting passage ahead, needing to circumvent this forbidden zone.

After delivering this punch.

Su Mu’s eyes flickered; he could feel the last strand of remnant soul within the giant corpse he controlled completely letting go and dissipating entirely.

Finally, the black mist rolled in and swallowed everything.

In the distance, a figure quietly watched this mad scene, with strange light flowing in his eyes, before finally turning away, murmuring softly one last line.

"What a... lunatic."

...

Once again traversed coldness, despair, loneliness.

Su Mu’s consciousness returned from the Giant mory World from a thousand years ago, and in the Bone Marrow Cleansing Pool, Su Mu slowly opened his eyes, the pool of Bone Marrow Cleansing Liquid he was in had quietly exhausted completely.

Upon awakening, Su Mu grasped at the void, a domineering sharpness surged between his palms, condensing instantly into an incomparably pure Blade of Sharpness.

Hiss.

Next to the Bone Marrow Cleansing Pool, the cultivation pod crafted with great effort by the Southern War Zone, capable of withstanding the Three Forging Grandmaster-level attack, instantly showed a streak of light, then beca transparent, the light expanded, finally splitting the pod into two, turning into two segnts.

Above the stone cave, the stone walls, hard as gold and iron, suddenly had countless knife marks several ters deep.

rely the spillover of Blade Qi from the Blade of Sharpness was terrifying.

Only, seeing this.

Su Mu had no joy on his face and did not feel satisfied, furrowing his brows tightly.

"My Sword Montum indeed hasn’t improved a bit, could it really be just a dream?"

"Was the Breath of Thunder rely an accident?"

In these two experiences, the nature of the mories of the two people was vastly different; the young giant’s mories were not only chaotic and fragnted but also mixed with mud and sand.

Whereas Bai Qingli’s mories were incredibly pure and complete, like a pure ice crystal descending from heaven, devoid of any impurities.