Chapter 1156: Only Through Battle (Second Update)
At the foot of the mountain, Dragon Qilin and Yan’er looked up, gazing at the mining area within the mountain. There, colorful rays of light surged forth, great Dao divine abilities erupted, and ear-splitting booms rang out one after another. Waves of terrifying, heart-palpitating fluctuations shook the sky above.
Not far away, the Little Earth Lord was also craning his neck, staring at that place. But because he was too short, he couldn’t see clearly, so he had to struggle to climb onto the Void Beast.
The Void Beast was also watching the battle in the mining area, but when it noticed this little thing climbing onto it, it couldn’t help but lift its eyelids slightly, baring its teeth in a threatening manner.
However, by the time the Little Earth Lord climbed to the top of its head, it still hadn’t moved.
Just as the Little Earth Lord reached the highest point, he saw a figure fly out of the mining area, crashing into the black sand with a thunderous boom, sliding face-down for over ten miles.
“Don’t help me!”
Qin Mu, furious, limped back, activating the Tyrant Body Three Dan Technique to heal his injuries, sneering, “I don’t believe a mere ore vein can kill me! I am the esteemed Mu Tianzun; the ten Heavenly Court Tianzuns are nominally my junior brothers and sisters, and they all have territories. How could I not have one?”
Dragon Qilin and Yan’er exchanged glances, watching him heal his wounds and then charge back up the mountain with murderous intent.
“The Sect Leader could actually choose another place; there’s no need to stubbornly fight here,” Dragon Qilin muttered softly.
A few days later, Qin Mu flew out of the mountain again. This time, he didn’t land on the black sand side but crashed into the white sand desert on the opposite side of the mountain.
Dragon Qilin gazed into the distance for a moment, but his eyes couldn’t penetrate the mountain range, so he had to wave his hand and say, “Disperse, all of you. Stop watching.”
On the other side, Qin Mu re-entered the mountain. He treated this Taiji Ore Vein as a training ground, testing whether he could still improve.
If it had been anyone else, they would have retreated after encountering difficulty, but he instead grew more courageous with each battle.
Even if he couldn’t comprehend the Yin-Yang Dao hidden within the Taiji Ore Vein during this trial, he could still deepen his understanding of the Heavenly Dao and the Netherworld Dao by confronting the vein’s eerie phenomena.
Time and again, he entered the ore vein, time and again he was blasted out, yet he always returned with high spirits, staying longer and longer within the vein.
Finally, one day, Qin Mu firmly established his footing within the ore vein. Alone, he withstood attacks from the Heavenly Lord and the Earth Lord emerging from the mountain walls on both sides. No matter what Heavenly Dao or Netherworld Dao divine abilities they unleashed, they couldn’t force him back a single step.
What’s more, he pressed forward step by step, advancing from the mine entrance over ten miles into the vein.
Suddenly, the Heavenly Lord and Earth Lord on both mountain walls ceased their attacks and faded away.
Qin Mu stood in the ore vein, looking left and right. The Taiji Divine Stones on the mountain walls still rotated gently, and the Yin-Yang energies on the walls continued to flow slowly.
He lifted his foot to step deeper into the mining area but then put it back down.
Behind him came a cracking sound. Qin Mu spun around to see a petrified Creator in the mining area shedding its stone shell, gradually returning to flesh and blood. That Creator stretched its limbs, hoisted its pickaxe, and strode toward him, chest bared, looking extremely fierce.
“Occupying this ore vein is truly difficult.”
Qin Mu steeled himself, watching the approaching Creator.
That Creator’s sinewy frame radiated strength, and every movement carried an innate Dao resonance.
On either side, the mountain walls of the Taiji Ore Vein flowed with Yin-Yang energies. Strands of black and white qi intertwined, drilling into that Creator’s body.
The Dao resonance on its body grew stronger and stronger. It had three eyes, but only the one on its brow still held a Taichu Divine Stone. A Taiji Divine Stone flew over, slapping onto the Taichu Divine Stone on its brow, forcing the Taichu Divine Stone into its brain.
Meanwhile, the Creator’s two eyes became bizarre—its pupils split in two, turning into Yin-Yang fish that slowly rotated within their sockets.
Double pupils!
The corner of Qin Mu’s eye twitched. The eerie nature of this Taiji Ore Vein was even more terrifying than the other veins.
This Creator was clearly no longer its original self but had become a fearsome creature controlled by this mining area!
“Moreover, the Taiji Divine Stone has replaced the Taichu Divine Stone, meaning the mining area will make this Creator unleash the Dao techniques and divine abilities hidden in the Taichu Ore Vein.”
Qin Mu focused intently, staring at the Creator’s figure. Now that he had come here, there was no turning back!
No matter what, he was determined to claim the Taiji Ore Vein. His Spiritual Fetal Divine Treasury was divided by Taiji, and this vein was crucial to him!
Suddenly, the Creator swung its pickaxe, its legs driving it forward. In an instant, it was right in front of him, the pickaxe crashing down!
Qin Mu raised his broken sword, transforming it into a long blade, and struck with his own Dao-imbued divine ability!
He had entered the Dao through the blade, comprehending his first great blade Dao divine ability.
Knocking on the Southern Heavenly Gate!
Blade light flared, carrying the unique resonance of acquired Dao, meeting the pickaxe!
The Dao of the blade—cutting through thorns and brambles, facing difficulties head-on, fearless!
No matter how perilous the sky, how firm the earth, one slash cleaves through!
If there is no path, carve one out. Seek not complexity or change; only care about one horizontal and one vertical stroke!
Clang—
A deafening, earth-shaking roar erupted. Qin Mu flew backward, then immediately kicked off the mountain wall, charging back with even greater speed.
That Creator’s hands were knocked high into the air as it staggered back, but Qin Mu was already upon it. With a swing of his blade, a massive head flew off.
Qin Mu landed, and the ground trembled violently.
His tiger’s mouth burst open, blood streaming, but killing this opponent in one move made the injury insignificant.
Suddenly, the headless Creator swung its pickaxe again. Qin Mu’s heart jolted, and he quickly retreated, dodging the falling pickaxe.
The Creator missed, pulled out its pickaxe, and then—its chest grew two Taiji eyes, using its nipples as eyes, a horrifying sight.
Thud. The headless Creator set down its pickaxe, leaning on the handle as it stood there.
At the same time, cracking sounds came from all around. One by one, the petrified Creator statues in the ore vein shed their stone shells, returning to flesh and blood. The Yin-Yang energies on the mountain walls writhed like dragons, diving into these Creators’ bodies.
They stepped forward, walking toward Qin Mu.
Thud, thud, thud.
Pickaxes hit the ground, glinting coldly. Dozens of giants, arranged like wild geese in flight, spread out on both sides.
Qin Mu gripped his blade tightly, his wounds healing rapidly. He laughed heartily, “Where does the long blade point? Only through battle! Come on—!”
The Creators either leaped into the air, stepped along the mountain walls, or charged across the ground. The streaks of light from their pickaxes traced arcs like the Yin-Yang line in a Taiji diagram, their trajectories profoundly mysterious as they attacked from all directions!
Boom—
A pillar of light shot up from the Taiji Ore Vein, turning into black radiance. Another pillar of light rose, becoming white radiance. Midair, the two pillars spun, colliding with the sky’s zenith. From afar, they looked like Yin-Yang Taiji fish revolving around each other!
At the foot of the mountain, Dragon Qilin and Yan’er stared dumbfounded at this scene, unsure of what was happening in the mining area.
The light slowly dissipated. The towering Creators stood in a great circle, their pickaxes planted on the ground. In the center lay a pile of mangled flesh.
Qin Mu had been beaten into a pulp by them.
Expressionless, the Creators lifted their pickaxes, ready to leave. But the materials in the mining area rapidly shifted. The Creators retreated swiftly, their pickaxes tracing back along the trajectories of their divine abilities!
Some leaped backward through the air, some stepped along the mountain walls as they retreated, and others moved backward across the ground.
And that pile of mangled flesh rapidly transformed, once again taking Qin Mu’s shape. Everything seemed to return to the starting point.
“Only through battle! Come on—!” Qin Mu roared.