Chapter 1114: Broken Sword Execution (Fourth Update!)
The next moment, he appeared before Yu Chudu!
Yu Chudu was greatly startled, activating the Heavenly Dipper Dao Art to attack Jing Baichuan!
Jing Baichuan flipped one hand over, and thunderbolts intertwined in the sky, faintly revealing a precious seal—his palm seal, commanding heaven and earth, with dragon talismans and phoenix inscriptions clearly visible within it!
Even the Heavenly Lord’s Heavenly Dao, the Earth Lord’s Netherworld Dao, and the Earth Mother’s Primordial Magnetic Dao were all imprinted in the lines of his palm!
He was like a sovereign controlling all the innate great daos of the world, his seal shattering the Heavenly Dipper Dao Art, destroying the Heavenly River, crushing the Heavenly Dipper. The massive precious seal crashed down, and Yu Chudu spat blood, his bones breaking and tendons snapping, falling into the dust!
Boom!
The ruins of Cloud Gauze Palace trembled violently. This celestial palace, lofty and floating above the Three Pillar Heavens and the Nine Provinces, was now smashed hundreds of miles downward by Jing Baichuan’s seal!
He was a disciple of Heavenly Lord Hao, and the power of this seal was striking, earning even Qin Mu’s admiration.
Yu Chudu climbed up, his body swaying, crossing his hands before his chest in a defensive posture, but suddenly he spat out blood with a "wow," and with a "thud," collapsed. Broken bones pierced the skin of his right leg, and bone fragments protruded out.
Yu Chudu groaned but did not cry out.
Jing Baichuan said calmly, "Pastoral Lord, with my skills, could I have earned the title of Celestial Lord in the Dragon Han Era for fun?"
Qin Mu’s voice came from behind him, saying, "I wasn’t sure before, but the moment you acted, I knew it was impossible. That move you just used was taught to you by Heavenly Lord Hao; it lacks your own essence. Though your martial prowess is high, in the Dragon Han Era, you’d barely qualify as a Golden Wu General. You’re far from being a Celestial Lord."
Jing Baichuan let out an "oh," slowly raising his palm, and said with a smile, "Then, Pastoral Lord, what kind of skill do you think is needed to earn the title of Celestial Lord in the early Dragon Han Era?"
His palm stopped halfway up, and he suddenly froze, sensing the killing intent behind him.
Qin Mu’s killing intent locked onto him firmly, tensing every muscle in his body, as if the slightest move would lead to his death at Qin Mu’s hands!
"To become a Celestial Lord, one must break free from the constraints of cultivation realms."
Qin Mu’s voice came, unhurriedly: "Celestial Lord Ling transformed into indestructible matter, becoming the mist over the Surging River, carrying me back to the early Dragon Han Era. At that time, my cultivation art was incomplete, and I was only at the Heavenly Being realm, two realms away from the Divine Bridge, yet among the cultivators of that era, I had no equal. Even the projection of Lady Yuan Mu couldn’t withstand my techniques."
A clinking sound came from the sword scabbard at his waist, and he said leisurely, "If you want to go back and become a Celestial Lord, you need combat power that ignores cultivation realms. I am now at the True God realm, nephew. What realm are you?"
Jing Baichuan struggled to resist his killing intent, slowly raising his palm, his eyes fixed on the immobile Yu Chudu, and said coldly, "Since ancient times, realms have been supreme. I am at the peak of the Jade Capital realm, one step away from the Empyrean!"
"Then you can try what level of combat power a true Celestial Lord should have."
Qin Mu looked at his back and said, "But this might also be your last chance to strike."
Suddenly, Jing Baichuan raised his palm, and at the same time, Qin Mu moved forward. The broken sword at his waist leaped out of its scabbard, shooting forward, and he caught it in his hand.
Jing Baichuan raised his palm to its highest point, then abruptly turned around. Thunder reappeared in the sky, and the precious seal, like solid energy, crashed down toward Qin Mu!
His blood boiled, turning into a vast sea of blood in the sky. The precious seal passed through the sea of blood, the dragon talismans and phoenix inscriptions stained crimson!
His body radiated dazzling light, with ten thousand daos swirling around him. His celestial palace manifested, the Southern Heavenly Gate rising from the ground, Heavenly Streets and Heavenly Markets emerging one after another. A series of grand halls rapidly formed, the Jade Capital towering high, standing beneath the Empyrean Hall. His physical form was vast and majestic, and behind him loomed the even more magnificent and towering Empyrean Hall!
"Within my celestial palace, this is my domain!"
His palm descended, his voice like thunder: "I stand undefeated!"
But what met him was the broken sword in Qin Mu’s hand. The broken sword swung with the wind, transforming into a long blade. The blade’s light stretched ten thousand feet, and with a "shii," it cleaved the blood-stained precious seal in two!
The blade light fell, and the Southern Heavenly Gate split neatly into two halves!
The long blade vanished, and Qin Mu thrust his sword forward. One by one, the halls in Jing Baichuan’s celestial palace collapsed and disintegrated!
Qin Mu’s third form of the Calamity Sword, Facing Calamity!
The Facing Calamity Sword was both a sword that cut one’s own celestial palace and divine treasury to invite calamity, and a sword that cut others’ celestial palaces and divine treasuries to bring calamity upon them!
Jing Baichuan only saw a torrent of sword light sweeping up the divine halls. His celestial palace was shattering, being destroyed. In Qin Mu’s sword light, even the water of his Jade Pool evaporated and steamed away!
Jing Baichuan roared, and suddenly another set of celestial palaces emerged, totaling five celestial palaces alongside his main one. In the other four celestial palaces, there were towering primordial spirit projections!
Those four primordial spirits stirred the great daos of their respective celestial palaces, all attacking Qin Mu!
He had cultivated five Imperial Throne arts, all of which he had mastered to the Jade Capital realm and integrated seamlessly. Such talent and comprehension were indeed extraordinary.
The techniques unleashed from the five celestial palaces were all different. As a capable general under the White Emperor, he had naturally cultivated the White Emperor’s Azure Blood Rust Flag Sutra. Besides this, the other Imperial Throne arts were also formidable.
However, the primordial spirits in his four celestial palaces were not true primordial spirits but projections of his main primordial spirit.
For a long time, the Heavenly Court had not obtained the Red Emperor’s Three Primordial Spirit Indestructible Divine Sense, preventing the cultivation of true primordial spirits in other celestial palaces, limiting the achievements of other Imperial Throne arts.
Qin Mu’s Facing Calamity Sword light, like a torrent, roared past the obstruction of the four celestial palace primordial spirits. In the next instant, Jing Baichuan’s Execution Platform disintegrated in the sword light. Two dark red baleful auras indicated that countless gods and demons had died by his hand, making his Execution Platform immensely powerful!
Yet even these two baleful auras were annihilated in the sword light!
From his four celestial palaces, the primordial spirit projections unleashed various techniques and daos, trying to block Qin Mu. But Qin Mu’s figure was like an arrow from a bowstring. With a thunderous "boom," the Mingde Gate of the Jade Capital collapsed!
The dazzling sword light, along the Heavenly Street, destroyed everything in its path, arriving before Jing Baichuan in the blink of an eye!
Jing Baichuan raised his hand to meet the sword light, his five fingers like mountains, colliding with it!
The moment his hand touched the sword light, his body suddenly grew taller, thinner, flatter, larger, and more ethereal. The sword light pierced through his hand but seemed not to harm it.
Qin Mu’s enlightenment technique, Gathering Perfection in the Grand Empyrean.
Jing Baichuan roared, channeling all his cultivation to break free from this technique. The Grand Empyrean cracked, and his body swelled up like being inflated, regaining control.
The sword light in Qin Mu’s hand transformed into the first form of the Calamity Sword, the Opening Calamity Sword, a beam of light aimed directly at Jing Baichuan’s brow.
Jing Baichuan raised his hand, pinching the Opening Calamity Sword between two fingers at the last moment, sneering, "My master has practiced this move countless times and has long found a way to counter it!"
Qin Mu threw a punch. Behind him, countless phantoms appeared, gathering myriad martial arts and combat techniques into one fist, striking the Opening Calamity Sword.
Shii!
The Opening Calamity Sword passed between Jing Baichuan’s two fingers and emerged from the back of his head.
Qin Mu sheathed his sword, the broken sword returning to the scabbard at his waist, and said calmly, "You won’t make it. Even if you could return to the Dragon Han Era, you’d be second-rate, far inferior to Niu Sanduo."
— Zhai Zhu has arrived at the Beijing Lu Xun Academy. These few days, I’ll do my best to keep writing, striving not to miss updates or reduce them!