Chapter 526: The Descent
Long Qilin was stunned for a moment, then immediately understood. Qin Mu was using the sacrificial method, turning himself into an offering. While transmitting himself to another world, he would replace a demon general from that world into this one, maintaining the energy balance between the two worlds!
"Has the Sect Leader's divination reached such a profound level? How did he calculate it?"
Long Qilin's eyes widened. He had studied under the Young Ancestral Master for many years and had extremely high attainments in divination himself. If he weren't so lazy, he would have been one of the top divination experts of the era.
However, even he couldn't understand the divination method Qin Mu had used this time.
He understood the principle, but as for the specific operation, he was completely clueless.
The sacrificial method only turned flesh and blood into energy, transmitting it to another world to replace a living being from that world. But Qin Mu hadn't turned himself into energy; he had directly transmitted himself in his complete form to the other world. The knowledge involved was far too vast and profound, exceeding Long Qilin's insight and experience.
Qin Mu had not only utilized divination but also the sacrificial method of the All-Devouring Demon King, along with spatial measurement techniques and teleportation methods. The sheer amount of knowledge employed was such that any single discipline would be enough for many cultivators to study for a lifetime.
"The Sect Lord treated himself as a sacrifice and transmitted himself to another world. How will he come back?"
Long Qilin immediately thought of the key point. He looked at the demon general on the altar, who was still completely bewildered, and quickly said, "You stay right there! Don't move!"
That demon general was still utterly confused. He had clearly been charging into battle, so how had he suddenly ended up here? He looked down and saw, beneath the altar, a nervous, fat monster covered in scales and bristles—something between a pig and a dragon—and an even stranger large box. It was that incredibly fat monster that had just spoken.
The demon general looked around. The surroundings were filled with intense, thick darkness. He muttered, "Night song ha eh (Where is this)?"
Long Qilin lifted the box and threw it at the demon general. The demon general snorted coldly, raising his hand to catch the box. Suddenly, the box opened with a *gulu* sound and swallowed him whole!
*Bang.*
The box landed on the altar. The demon general inside churned like a storm, battering the box so hard it swayed and bounced around wildly.
Long Qilin had leaped into the air the moment he threw the box. The box had just landed when he landed on top of it, pressing it down. The demon general inside possessed immense strength, and the force nearly sent Long Qilin flying. He quickly said, "I can't let him out! Absolutely cannot let him out! We have to keep him here, so when the Sect Lord wants to come back, he can use him for the sacrificial return! The elixirs the Sect Lord left me won't last long... Wait, my spiritual pills are all in the box!"
From the box, Long Qilin let out a miserable scream.
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The horn sound grew even louder, almost exploding right next to Qin Mu's ears, nearly deafening him. He looked back. A violent surge of air rushed towards him, the sound waves pressing against the airflow, creating ripples on the skin of his face.
Behind him were long tusks, over ten zhang in length, wrapped with steel blades.
Three giant elephants, covered in strange demonic patterns, were pulling a cloud chariot, charging wildly behind him. The elephants' tusks swung back and forth, impaling over a dozen demons on the steel blades, tossing them about as they flailed.
On the cloud chariot was mounted the horn of some unknown exotic beast, even longer than the tusks. The long beast horn had been hollowed out to form a trumpet. The opening at the end of the horn was large enough for two or three people to stand in. The sound coming from the horn was deafening.
At the front of the chariot, a giant demon strongman was channeling his primal energy, blowing the horn. The sound was so loud it spread across the entire battlefield.
This massive cloud chariot showed no regard for friend or foe. The giant elephants and wheels rolled forward, crushing and killing countless demon soldiers who were also charging wildly, sending flesh and blood flying everywhere!
All around Qin Mu, demons in black armor were shouting and screaming, waving their weapons as they sprinted frantically in the same direction, charging towards the battlefield with wild cries.
"Ah pu gao nen han (Who are you)?" A demon immediately noticed Qin Mu, a look of confusion on its face.
The next moment, its head flew high into the air.
The sword pellet from Qin Mu's Taotie pouch flew out. The young man grabbed the sword pellet, squeezed it tightly, and with a *weng* sound, countless flying swords shot out from both ends of his fist, forming a double-edged longsword, pointed at both ends, with a blade thirteen zhang long.
Qin Mu swung the sword in a circle, sweeping in all directions. The demon soldiers rushing at him from all sides were instantly turned into flying limbs and torsos. The charging giant elephant had its front legs severed, its head pitching forward as its tusks snapped.
The huge cloud chariot behind him was sent flying into the air with a *whoosh*, flipping over and flying past Qin Mu.
The demon strongman on the chariot, now upside down, saw Qin Mu with a shocked expression on his face. The next moment, a sword pierced through his head, pinning him to the chariot.
Having dealt with the threat of being trampled by the giant elephants and chariot, Qin Mu breathed a sigh of relief. He looked back and felt his scalp go numb.
Behind him was a massive procession of chariots. Countless giant elephants pulling cloud chariots were lined up in a row, driving an endless sea of demons towards the opposing battlefield.
The sound of hooves was like thunder, a rumbling roar that surged like a tidal wave towards the battlefield.
Behind the giant elephants and cloud chariots were many enormous exotic beasts, even larger than the elephants, charging at full speed. On the backs of these giant beasts stood ferocious-looking demon gods, wielding various demon divine weapons.
The demon divine weapons erupted with terrifying power, sweeping across the battlefield with a *weng* sound towards the gods on the opposing side.
Brilliant and terrifying fluctuations raged across the sky. The collision of divine and demonic weapon powers caused space itself to warp.
The sky was filled with lights of all colors. Blades of light, with earth-shattering power, swept back and forth through the air. The resulting shockwaves radiated in all directions, making flying through the air almost certain death!
Qin Mu quickly assessed his situation, his expression turning grim. He was located right at the front of the demon army!
The demon soldiers in this position were clearly the lowest-ranking ones, the expendable shock troops meant to crash into the enemy's formation!
Being among the expendable troops, about to collide with the enemy's battle lines, meant he himself had become expendable!
"Ah pu gao nen han?"
Questions came from the cloud chariots behind him. Many demon strongmen looked at him with confusion. Qin Mu shouted loudly, "Ku de gei lou (One of us)!"
Countless elite demon soldiers leaped out from behind the cloud chariots. These were the demon elites, surging like a tide, crazily charging towards him, shouting fiercely, "Ha ti la (Kill)!"
Qin Mu didn't hesitate. He turned and ran, feeling indignant: "I said I was one of them, so why are they still trying to kill me?"
These elite demons were not the low-ranking vanguard still charging. They were powerful, belonging to the Heavenly Demon Host. Qin Mu had fought the Heavenly Demon Host in the Realm of the Deceased Living and knew their strength was indeed formidable and astonishing.
These Heavenly Demon Host members had been hiding behind the cloud chariots, waiting for the low-ranking demon vanguard to crash into the enemy's formation and loosen it before they would attack.
Now, countless Heavenly Demon Host members were chasing after him, intent on eliminating this human cultivator who had appeared from nowhere.
Shouts came from behind, and the other low-ranking demons received their orders, turning to kill the fleeing Qin Mu.
The number of low-ranking demons was immense, countless, like a black tide. In an instant, they had engulfed Qin Mu.
"Eight Thousand Swords!"
Qin Mu roared. The great sword in his hand suddenly burst forth. Countless sword lights spun wildly. In an instant, the demon vanguard was turned into a rain of flesh and blood. The eight thousand swords formed a massive ball of light, rolling through the vanguard, shredding everything in its path.
*Whoosh—*
The rolling ball of light crushed its way through the crowd. Suddenly, a Heavenly Human realm expert among the low-ranking demons roared in fury. His body swelled section by section, his bulging muscles bursting through his armor and clothes in an instant. He grew to over ten zhang tall, swinging a huge spiked club in all directions, sweeping away all the low-ranking demons in his path.
That spiked club was forged using a secret technique, divided into thirty-six segments. The thirty-six segments were interlocked, spinning rapidly in different directions, even shredding his own men.
The Heavenly Human realm demon general cleared the area, then swung his massive club down at Qin Mu with a thunderous crash. A rapid series of *ding ding ding* sounds rang out as the eight thousand swords rapidly gathered, forming a large shield that blocked the blow.
The demon general's body shook. With two loud *bang* sounds, two arms sprouted from his armpits. His hands rained down like a storm on the shield, while his other two hands raised the spiked club high for another strike.
Qin Mu's body flickered, transforming into the human-headed, serpent-tailed form of the Star Lord Zhen. Behind him, a massive Gate of Heaven's Burden, several zhang tall, appeared. The gate swung open, shielding his back. Demons charging from behind were swept by the gate, their souls returning to the Netherworld.
*Boom!*
He raised his hand and collided with the demon general's palm. Their magical powers erupted, their techniques clashed. The demon general's spiked club couldn't come down. His body was sent flying high by Qin Mu's terrifying force, crashing into the surging demon horde, crushing countless low-ranking demons.
But because of this delay, the fastest group of Heavenly Demon Host members caught up to him. Immediately, several sword pellets flew through the air towards him.
The sword pellets spun wildly in mid-air. Countless demon blades shot out from the pellets, crazily slashing at him!
"Absolute Wall Heavenly Barrier!"
Qin Mu roared, pushing his hands forward. The technique of Absolute Wall Heavenly Barrier, used by the Sacrificial Wine Master Ba Shan, was easily executed by him. Stars were scattered like a chessboard, intertwined with starlight. The Sun, the Moon, and the Five Bright Stars were the main ones. These seven stars were the largest, forming a curtain of light that pinned the curved blades in the air.
Then, the Absolute Wall Heavenly Barrier shattered with a crash.
Qin Mu grunted, staggering backward. The first Heavenly Demon Host member charged at him. It was a handsome youth, an Asura from the Eight Tribes of Heavenly Demons. He reached into the air, and countless curved blades flew back, forming a sword pellet in his hand.
That Asura swung his hands, and the sword pellet clanked as it transformed into a double-edged long blade. At the same time, the other curved blades from the pellet became incredibly small, like quicksand flowing through his fingers, spinning around his body.
The Asura swung his curved blade with both hands and charged at Qin Mu like a whirlwind.
*Clang.*
The two clashed once. Qin Mu's steps shifted, dispersing the force. "Such strong power!"
That Asura was also knocked backward by the shock. Suddenly, he stopped and charged at Qin Mu with even greater speed.
Qin Mu took a step forward, pushing his single palm forward. Light flickered before him, and his primal energy formed a character for "still." The Asura's body stiffened for a moment. Just as he could move again, Qin Mu's sword swept past, and a head flew into the air.
"Strong, but still a bit inferior to me."
Qin Mu narrowed his eyes. More Heavenly Demon Host members had already arrived beside him, each one no weaker than the Asura he had just killed. His scalp began to tingle.
At that moment, a deafening crash came from the battlefield. It was the sound of the two armies' formations colliding. In an instant, countless pieces of flesh and blood flew through the air.
The sky suddenly darkened. In the center of the battlefield, an altar rose slowly, pushing up through the flying flesh and blood. The heaving earth sent Qin Mu and the attacking Heavenly Demon Host members flying.
In his haste, Qin Mu looked back and his heart skipped a beat. That altar was a sacrificial altar, used for blood sacrifices. It was somewhat similar to the altar he had built to teleport to this world, but this one was mainly used to summon powerful beings from another world through blood sacrifice!
"This altar is several hundred times larger than the one I built. Who buried it here?"
He had just landed and hadn't had time to think further when he was engulfed by the Heavenly Demon Host.
At that moment, the altar lit up. Countless runes spun, light shot in all directions, and beams of blood-red light soared into the sky, shattering the heavens.
*Boom!*
A large axe fell from the sky. Then, a giant, striped tiger appeared from the blood light, its body wrapped in all sorts of magnificent divine patterns.
"Master!"
The tiger roared. A familiar figure appeared on the tiger's back from within the blood light. Qin Mu glanced over, his expression frozen in shock. He was nearly disemboweled by a Heavenly Demon Host member.
On the altar, the person who appeared riding the divine tiger, holding the large axe, had a face he had seen long ago.
The woodcutter sage who had transmitted scriptures on the stone.