Chapter 1045: The Fall of the Five Luminaries
On the other side, Qin Mu’s sword light met Zhenxing Jun. Zhenxing Jun reacted with extreme speed, raising his mirror to meet Qin Mu’s sword light while lifting the white banner in his other hand and thrusting it heavily into the Heavenly River!
Boom——
The waters of the Heavenly River suddenly exploded. That great white banner spread out like a giant flag blocking half the sky. Qin Mu’s sword light whistled as it pierced into the mirror, vanishing, only to emerge from the white banner the next instant.
Flying out alongside the sword light were countless massive Creator corpses, each with a vertical eye on their foreheads—eyes made of Primordial Divine Stone. Their physical forms were solid and immensely powerful. They seized Qin Mu’s sword light and turned it back against him.
Zhenxing Jun was the foremost of the Five Luminaries, immensely strong. This sword strike from Qin Mu contained sword techniques and sword paths from a later era. Nineteen basic sword forms constituted his sword art, while the twentieth sword form unified them, fusing his essence, energy, and spirit into the blade, transforming it into the sword path.
Yet Zhenxing Jun’s white banner was connected to the Soul-Summoning Mirror, and within the banner were hidden numerous Creator corpses. These prehistoric Creators had been tempered into formidable bodies. Under his control, they seized Qin Mu’s sword light and turned it against him.
Turning Qin Mu’s own sword art against him to counterattack—he truly lived up to his reputation as the most powerful of the Five Luminaries.
Now, with his birthplace, the Zhen Star, descending, his divine power grew stronger, his Dao cultivation deeper, and his strength surged. Combined with the wondrous uses of the Corpse-Hiding Banner and Soul-Summoning Mirror, he immediately seized the offensive.
But the next moment, Qin Mu’s vertical eye opened, and his divine consciousness erupted. In an instant, an overwhelmingly terrifying consciousness swept through all the charging Creator corpses!
Thousands of Creator corpses were under Zhenxing Jun’s control through his soul-controlling art. He was an ancient god who governed the Dao of death. In the past, he had killed the Creators, controlled their souls, and used those souls to command their bodies.
These Creators were the Zhen Clan—almost the entire clan had died by his hand.
Back then, Zhenxing Jun’s mastery of the death Dao had wiped out the Zhen Clan, a major event that shook the prehistoric era.
Now, Qin Mu’s divine consciousness surged forth. The moment it made contact, he used his consciousness to seize control of these Creator bodies, employing the Imperial Emperor’s Life-Borrowing Technique to erase Zhenxing Jun’s soul control!
The Imperial Emperor’s supreme Dao consciousness, refined by Qin Mu and combined with the Divine Treasury and Heavenly Palace system, far surpassed Zhenxing Jun’s in subtlety, easily countering his soul control.
Zhenxing Jun’s heart jolted. Sensing trouble, he saw his white banner shredded by thousands of Creators wielding sword light, and his Soul-Summoning Mirror shattered.
The Creators charging at him arranged themselves in thirty-three layers, their forms staggered, forming a sword formation.
Zhenxing Jun roared, his serpentine body writhing as he advanced instead of retreating, charging straight at the Creators.
These Creators were all souls he had slain, so he felt no fear.
But the sword light flared.
Though the Creators held the swords and set the formation, it was Qin Mu executing the sword techniques and formation—essentially Qin Mu borrowing the Zhen Clan Creators to spar with him.
The sword formation was completed in an instant. It was the Thirty-Three Heavens.
Zhenxing Jun’s body convulsed in agony. The Thirty-Three Heavens sword path of the Kai Emperor sliced his flesh into thirty-four pieces. The power of the Thirty-Three Heavens sword path erupted, forming the sun, moon, mountains, rivers, oceans, and even plants and living beings of those heavens!
This peak sword path from a later era surged into his body. His primordial spirit disintegrated under its might, and his physical form collapsed!
He governed death, yet in this moment, he felt death’s approach.
Qin Mu, having slain the strongest Zhenxing Jun with the Kai Emperor’s sword art, spun around, but it was too late.
In the blink of an eye, he had killed Zhenxing Jun, but Taibai Xing Jun’s assault came in the same instant.
Taibai Xing Jun charged at him, stepping on twin dragons. A massive dragon claw seized Qin Mu’s body and slammed him down hard.
Qin Mu’s body was pressed against the surface of the Heavenly River, sliding backward at breakneck speed. Taibai Xing Jun, standing on two golden dragons, raised a bronze battle-axe and brought it down madly on the pinned Qin Mu, chopping him into a pulp!
The golden dragon lifted its claw and tossed Qin Mu’s mangled body into the air. The two dragons spat out two golden pellets, from which countless golden energies shot forth, riddling Qin Mu with holes.
Taibai Xing Jun gripped his axe with both hands, his eyes wide open. White light shot from his eyes, slicing back and forth in a chain, cutting toward Qin Mu!
Just then, a massive hand seized his tiger-head helm and yanked it backward.
Taibai Xing Jun’s heart leaped. His head was pulled back, and he saw a qilin face.
Long Qilin clamped his hands around Taibai Xing Jun’s tiger jaws and pried them apart. He spat out his Qilin Pearl and Dragon Pearl, blasting them into the other’s mouth.
Long Qilin used his strength to snap Taibai Xing Jun’s jaws shut.
The two divine pearls had been tempered by Long Qilin through countless refinements. Having followed Qin Mu in cultivation, Long Qilin had learned every imperial throne technique Qin Mu had ever created, never holding back. He had mastered the Ancestral Dragon’s Supreme Profound Art, the Three-Yuan Indestructible Divine Consciousness, the Leakless Creation Profound Art, the Martial Combat Heavenly Art, and the Dark Demon Kalpa Sutra.
The two pearls had been forged into divine weapons. Now, borrowing the power of six Heavenly Dragon from the Jade Capital realm, his cultivation surged to the Lofty Sky realm. The power within the pearls erupted inside Taibai Xing Jun’s mouth. Taibai Xing Jun’s body convulsed violently, his eyes flying from their sockets, his throat and internal organs nearly destroyed by the pearls’ might.
Yet he did not die. The two golden dragons beneath his feet rose into his hands, twisting around Long Qilin’s neck from left and right. The golden dragons, formed of metallic energy, were razor-sharp and ready to sever Long Qilin’s head.
Two Heavenly Dragons on Long Qilin’s shoulders opened their jaws wide, biting down on the golden dragons, their dragon mouths bleeding from the cuts.
Taibai Xing Jun seized the chance to break free from Long Qilin’s grip and charged at him, but without eyes, he was at a disadvantage.
Long Qilin showed no fear. Six Heavenly Dragons coiled around him, their claws reaching out to meet Taibai Xing Jun. These six dragons moved like six arms, and under his control, they executed divine techniques and Dao methods he had never learned before, suppressing Taibai Xing Jun. Defeat was only a matter of time.
On the other side, Yinghuo Xing Jun and Sui Xing Jun charged in. Yinghuo Xing Jun wielded twin hammers, with a bull’s head and human body, his combat power astonishing. Sui Xing Jun had a bird’s head and human form, his claws gripping two azure dragons. Suddenly, the dragons transformed into a bow and arrow.
Sui Xing Jun spread his wings and soared, grabbing the bow and arrow formed from the dragons. He loosed an arrow that struck Taibai Xing Jun square in the back.
Long Qilin felt a surge of joy, but then saw Taibai Xing Jun hit by the arrow, his physical wounds healing at an astonishing rate. Even his empty eye sockets grew new eyes rapidly!
“Sui Xing Jun governs the Dao of life and sacrifice! He’s not trying to kill Taibai Xing Jun—he’s healing him!”
With Taibai Xing Jun’s strength restored and growing, plus the arrival of Yinghuo Xing Jun and Sui Xing Jun, Long Qilin was surely outmatched.
Just as the two star lords charged, a fat, plump Vermilion Bird flapped its wings and flew in, its sharp claws seizing Sui Xing Jun. Sui Xing Jun flipped over, and the two great birds clashed in the air, their cries ringing clear.
Sui Xing Jun had seen Yan’er kill Chenxing Jun and feared her, but now Yan’er, having swallowed Chenxing Jun, was round as a ball with two Vermilion Bird wings, struggling to fly. This emboldened him.
“If I can hold out until my ancestral star descends, killing this stupid bird will be easy!” Sui Xing Jun’s mind steadied.
Yinghuo Xing Jun charged at Long Qilin, his twin hammers closing in. At that moment, Qin Mu, who had clearly died moments ago, seemed reborn from the flames, rushing in from an angle.
Yinghuo Xing Jun’s heart pounded as he saw Qin Mu’s hands shift through a thousand changes. In an instant, countless figures seemed to execute different combat techniques.
Suddenly, the myriad techniques merged into a single fist, piercing through his twin hammers and striking his chest.
Yinghuo Xing Jun heard the sound of his own bones breaking as he flew backward.
Qin Mu did not stop, pursuing relentlessly. His two hands split into four, then eight, forming eight arms. Runes danced as various divine techniques rained down on him.
Yinghuo Xing Jun’s body felt immensely heavy, as if countless heavens pressed down on him. Then, teleportation techniques erupted across his body, tearing his limbs in different directions.
But his physical form was incredibly powerful, barely resisting the spatial tearing force.
Qin Mu’s eight arms flew, the vertical eye on his forehead blazing with light. A vast sky hung above Yinghuo Xing Jun.
Though Yinghuo Xing Jun felt the mad suppression of geomagnetic force, his body did not fall toward the Heavenly River. Instead, it floated upward toward that sky.
His limbs spread out, his body growing larger.
In his ears, he heard the sound of the Heavenly Dao—the Dao sound of the Heavenly Lord’s great Dao, profound and mysterious.
He tried to turn his head to look at the sky but couldn’t.
He could only struggle to move his eyes, then saw his twin hammers, forged from Yinghuo Star’s plague Dao, flatten into thin sheets of paper.
Not only were his Dao weapons pressed into paper, but his body was also flattened into a thin sheet of flesh, thinning further.
His body kept rising. At this rate, he should have already flown out of the Primordial Realm, but looking down, Yinghuo Xing Jun saw he was still above the Heavenly River, with Qin Mu below.
Yet his vision grew blurry, as if separated by layers of void.
He felt himself flying upward endlessly, with no end in sight. Now, his body had become a sheet with no thickness at all, and even his thoughts were stretched, extended, becoming fragile and thin.
Finally, he was fixed at the highest layer of the sky, as if eternally branded there.
Qin Mu reached out and grasped, shattering the sky. Then he turned around.
This was his fourth-layer Dao-Entering Divine Technique: Great Luo Sky Gathering Perfection.
The moment Qin Mu turned, his third-layer Dao-Entering Divine Technique had already formed.
As this move unfolded, the Heavenly River violently churned, suddenly breaking its flow, separating from the main river to form a small Heavenly River.
This small Heavenly River pierced the Four Extremes Heavens. Vermilion Bird, Black Tortoise, Azure Dragon, and White Tiger appeared at the four poles, the river forming a great circle.
His body stood at the center of the circle formed by the Heavenly River. The four ancient god emperors, formed from his own Dao runes, stood atop the four poles, channeling the river’s power and the Dao of the four emperors, making him like an ancient god emperor governing the rules of heaven and earth.
Heavenly River Surveying the Four Poles.
As Qin Mu executed this move, he drew Long Qilin and Taibai Xing Jun, locked in battle, into the technique.
From Qin Mu’s surprise attack killing Zhenxing Jun, Yan’er devouring Chenxing Jun, to Taibai Xing Jun gravely wounding Qin Mu, Long Qilin’s rescue, Yinghuo Xing Jun and Sui Xing Jun aiding Taibai Xing Jun, then Qin Mu’s rebirth and two moves sending Yinghuo Xing Jun into the void to be erased—all this happened in just a brief moment.
In that short time, offense and defense swapped multiple times, dizzying to behold.
Especially for the Creator Luo Xiao, who had been ready to fight to the death. His eyes darted around, finding no opening to intervene.
By the time Qin Mu’s Heavenly River Surveying the Four Poles was unleashed, he finally found a chance, but by then, Qin Mu and Long Qilin had already killed Taibai Xing Jun within the technique.
Qin Mu’s aura weakened, and he groaned. At that moment, Sui Xing Jun abandoned the fat Vermilion Bird, spread his wings, and soared toward the Sui Star, which was already more than halfway descended into the sky. He shrieked, “Mu Tianzun, you’re doomed!”
“You’ve colluded with Creators to murder ancient gods! The Heavenly Emperor will exterminate your nine clans! Your human race will all die!”
Yan’er flapped her wings in pursuit but grew slower and slower, panting heavily.
Long Qilin hurried forward, quickly catching up to Yan’er, but couldn’t match Sui Xing Jun’s speed.
Sui Xing Jun accelerated. Once he reached the Sui Star, with the blessing of his birthplace, he would fear no one, even if Qin Mu and the others attacked together.
Suddenly, an enormous figure flew past Yan’er, then overtook Long Qilin, leaving him far behind.
Long Qilin stared in shock, seeing that the figure was none other than the youth Luo Xiao, whom Qin Mu had picked up in the sky.
The youth sprinted, his body expanding wildly as he ran toward the sky, growing larger and larger. Soon, he was many times bigger than Sui Xing Jun, and even the Five Luminaries stars seemed small before him.
Qin Mu looked up. The ancient giant, the prehistoric Creator, after endless dark ages, once again appeared in the sky of the Primordial Realm.
Luo Xiao reached out his hand and grasped Sui Xing Jun, who was struggling to reach the Sui Star.
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