Chapter 792: Dao One (End of Month, Asking for Monthly Tickets)
"Dao One? Dao Two? Dao Twenty-Three?"
Countless thoughts flashed through Qin Mu's mind like lightning. The terms "Dao One" and "Dao Two" from Yan Qiling's mouth seemed to be a numbering system for various great daos, extremely peculiar.
Moreover, this numbering corresponded to the types of great daos. For example, Dao One of martial arts, Dao One of the sword dao, Dao Twenty-Three of Nether Capital, Dao Two of Mystic Capital.
He didn't know the specifics of the others, but Dao Two of Mystic Capital was actually the Heavenly Fire Great Dao, a divine ability he had constructed using the Heavenly Fire Great Dao.
If the Heavenly Fire Great Dao had become Dao Two in Yan Qiling's words, then how many types of great daos actually existed?
What kind of person would assign numbers to these great dao divine abilities?
Why did Yan Qiling, being so young, know so much?
Which great dao's Dao One was she referring to just now?
At that moment, he suddenly sensed a dangerous tremor coming from the other side of the mountain. The divine ability Yan Qiling had used was very unfamiliar to him—an unfamiliar great dao, unfamiliar divine abilities—yet it carried a majestic and righteous aura!
"Not the Nether Capital system, not the Mystic Capital system, and probably not the Primordial Capital's divine ability system either!"
Qin Mu made an instant decision. He brought his ten middle fingers together, forming a sword finger gesture, and the sword pellet he had shot out flew back, heading toward Yan Qiling on the other side of the mountain to kill her.
He couldn't see Yan Qiling, but he could sense her position through her aura.
His feet moved swiftly, his robes fluttering. When his sword finger thrust forward, it was the Thrusting Sword Technique; when it lifted upward, it was the Lifting Sword Technique; when his arm remained still and his sword finger traced a circle centered on his wrist, it was the Cloud Sword Technique; when his sword finger slashed horizontally, it was the Slashing Sword Technique; and when it chopped vertically, it was the Cleaving Sword Technique!
Stabbing, breaking, hanging, flicking, sweeping, propping, intercepting, winding, circling, swimming, drilling—he executed the seventeen basic sword techniques.
He couldn't see Yan Qiling, yet he performed each strike with utmost seriousness, focusing all his spirit, energy, and essence.
His strongest skill was swordsmanship. By attacking where his opponent had to defend, he could threaten the enemy and force them to be unable to unleash their full power.
On the other side of the mountain, Yan Qiling moved like a startled swan, dodging beams of sword light. Suddenly, her divine ability erupted, striking through the mountain!
Qin Mu, separated by the mountain, couldn't see the divine ability she unleashed. He could only sense an irresistible dao resonance and hear a booming sound like countless ancient gods chanting in unison.
Before his eyes, it seemed as if a magnificent ancient heavenly court appeared. On the stars of the heavens stood the three hundred and sixty Star Lords of the Zhou Celestial Cycle, the seventy-two Earth Fiend Lords, the thirty-six Heavenly Fiend Lords, the Five Radiance Lords, and the Sun and Moon Lords, forming an inescapable net!
He also vaguely "saw" a giant of blazing light standing above the Zhou Celestial Cycle Lords—that was the Heavenly Duke!
Yet he also sensed mountains, rivers, dragons, and phoenixes dancing. Dragon and phoenix ancient gods stood tall. The Primordial Tree was lush, reaching the heavens and earth. Rivers, mountains, and seas, countless ancient gods surrounded the Primordial Tree, gathered around a majestic female ancient god at its base!
That was the Earth Mother.
And underground, in the darkness, the nine-bent horn turned into magma and the Yellow Springs flowing downward. A bull-headed, tiger-faced, human-bodied majestic being formed Nether Capital.
That was the Earth Count.
He also "saw" the Four Symbols ancient gods: the Four Directions and Four Emperors—Black Tortoise, Vermilion Bird, Azure Dragon, and White Fox.
Most terrifying of all, Qin Mu saw an ancient heavenly court, with a blurry Great Emperor sitting in the Hall of Lingxiao, ruling over the ancient heavens.
He couldn't see Yan Qiling's position with his physical eyes, nor could he see her divine ability. Yet, based on her aura, he sensed such terrifying and magnificent visions!
That was the vision caused by the mobilization of the dao. The Star Lords of the Zhou Celestial Cycle represented different star power daos. The Sun, Moon, and Five Radiances, the Four Directions and Four Emperors, also represented different great daos.
And the Earth Mother of Primordial Capital, the Heavenly Duke of Mystic Capital, and the Earth Count of Nether Capital each represented their own great dao systems.
The reason for these visions was that Yan Qiling's divine ability encompassed all these great daos, integrating them into a complete system and refining them into a single divine ability.
"Dao One is not Dao One of Nether Capital, nor Dao One of Mystic Capital—it is the Dao One of all great dao systems!"
Qin Mu realized this. His footwork shifted, and his body shook, manifesting three heads and six arms.
"YAH—!"
His three heads opened their mouths wide and roared in fury. His hair stood on end, and the band tying it snapped with a crack. The Overlord Body Three Dan Art was pushed to its absolute limit in an instant!
Qin Mu was like a god or a demon. Before him, the great mountain had already turned brittle and cracked under the power of Yan Qiling's divine ability. Huge boulders, like magma boiling from underground, turned to chunks of rock, but in the next instant, countless rocks were shattered into dust!
The mountain began to collapse downward, not sinking into the ground, but because its base had completely shattered, unable to support the massive body.
Yet no matter how much of the mountain fell, it was instantly pulverized by the terrifying power.
In a single moment, the peak had lost a third of its height!
The power of Yan Qiling's divine ability seemed undiminished, surging from the other side of the mountain with an unstoppable crushing force, pressing down on Qin Mu!
Amid the billowing dust, Qin Mu seemed to see an ancient Heavenly Emperor reaching out a hand to slap him down!
The dust enveloped the space around him, blocking his view of anything else. Before his eyes, there was only that massive hand descending toward him!
"Yan Qiling, I know your origin now!"
Qin Mu roared with all his might. His hands controlled the sword, his sword fingers changing rapidly as he unleashed countless sword techniques. Meanwhile, his other four arms became incredibly thick, muscles bulging, veins protruding beneath the skin, pulsing like azure dragons and giant pythons. In an instant, he threw out who knew how many punches, each strike exerting his full strength, releasing the terrifying destructive power within his physical body!
Thousand Palms of the Celestial Peaks!
His martial arts great divine ability erupted at that moment, meeting the ancient god Heavenly Emperor's giant hand, but it was immediately crushed by the unmatched force.
The martial arts created by the Martial Heavenly Master were utterly useless before this hand filled with vast heavenly might.
Qin Mu was sent flying backward. Behind him, the Gate of Inheritance manifested, and Nether Capital demonic energy surged from the heavenly gate, madly drilling into the vertical eyes on the foreheads of his three heads. Those three eyes opened, emitting light that could sever all physical bodies and souls, cutting black scars into the space around him.
Yet even that couldn't stop the hand.
Qin Mu's voice resonated with dao tones. His four arms flailed, countless magnetic runes flew up, forming constellations and star rivers. His four palms pushed forward. Amid the violent upheaval, his four arms exploded, flesh and blood splattering, fragments of bone flying in all directions, embedding themselves with sharp thuds.
He was sent flying by the unmatched force, his body stretched taut.
Qin Mu vomited blood from his three mouths. His shattered four arms were rapidly regenerating. Suddenly, he folded his hands forward and backward, stacking force countless times in an instant, and blasted toward the giant hand pressing down on him!
Countless Heavenly Fire crystals erupted, exploding in an instant. The terrifying shockwave surged in all directions, and the spewing Heavenly Fire flooded the ground like a great deluge, engulfing hundreds of miles, plunging the entire area into a sea of blazing flames!
The hurricane stirred up by the Heavenly Fire explosion swept even farther, igniting the forests and plunging a thousand miles into a sea of fire.
Boom!
The giant hand came down, covering Qin Mu beneath its palm. In the instant the hand descended, Qin Mu was still trying to activate a teleportation divine ability. Countless teleportation runes swirled around him, but they were immediately destroyed by the vast heavenly might.
His teleportation divine ability was directly interrupted.
The giant hand landed. The mountains in the Heavenly Fire trembled. The impact was so terrifying that even the indestructible Heavenly Fire had its internal flame rune structure directly destroyed, extinguishing completely.
Crack, crack. The ground shook, and ravines extended in all directions, a shocking sight.
The great mountain that had separated Qin Mu and Yan Qiling was also completely destroyed by the power of this divine ability. Amid the rolling dust, Yan Qiling's muffled groan came through.
When this woman's Dao One divine ability erupted, Qin Mu's other two hands had been continuously executing sword techniques, transitioning from the Seventeenth Sword Style to the Eighteenth Sword Style. With bizarre and unpredictable sword techniques, he cut into her divine ability's protective circle, and then the Eighteenth Sword Style transformed into the Nineteenth.
The second move of the Calamity Sword, the Nineteenth Sword Style—the Calamity-Lifting Sword—erupted. Yan Qiling moved like a startled swan, sometimes like a swimming dragon, sometimes spreading out like a colorful phoenix in flight, following the subtlety of the dao, making it impossible to determine her position.
But the Nineteenth Sword Style was the Calamity-Lifting Sword that Qin Mu had created during the early Dragon Han Era to avenge the Imperial Heavenly Lord. Countless sword beams danced around the woman, flickering and shifting. Each change was a calamity—either she had to face the calamity or dodge it.
But if she dodged, it would only make the calamities multiply!
The leaping flying swords had already blocked all her escape routes, forcing her to face the calamity!
At the same moment that her giant hand landed on Qin Mu, Yan Qiling pushed her movement technique to the limit, and then she was struck. Clang, clang, clang! Thousands of flying swords pierced into her body almost simultaneously!
Yan Qiling was like a giant hedgehog, suspended in midair, blood trickling from the corner of her mouth. Several flying swords were even stuck in her mouth, only the hilts visible outside.
The girl trembled in pain. Suddenly, the flying swords detached from her body one by one, and the wounds on her body closed to prevent excessive blood loss.
When all the flying swords were finally pulled out, the girl spat out a mouthful of blood. The blood was not red but golden yellow, with rosy clouds rising from it.
"I know your origin now..."
Yan Qiling coughed up blood repeatedly, supporting herself on her knees with both hands, and looked up toward Qin Mu's direction.
She panted heavily, the fallen flying swords scattered at her feet. She said in a low voice, "I also know why you must protect the Imperial Heavenly Lord. I'm sorry, I shouldn't have struck so hard..."
"Cough, cough, cough!"
Suddenly, violent coughing came from the drifting dust. Yan Qiling's pupils contracted. She followed the sound and saw a figure staggering to its feet in the dust.
That figure was in a miserable state. Of his six arms, only one remained. His three heads were bent in different directions at strange angles, and each head seemed to be missing a large chunk.
His chest seemed to have rotted away, his spine twisted, yet he was walking step by step toward her.
As he walked, chunks of flesh seemed to fall from his body.
Yan Qiling's eyelids twitched. The falling flesh and blood indicated that Qin Mu had been beaten terribly, but she also saw new flesh growing on his body, repairing itself!
"Red Emperor's Dao One..."
Yan Qiling straightened up and stepped back, saying, "Chief Qin, stop. You and I are not enemies. The Imperial Heavenly Lord can be left in your care. We don't need to fight to the death! I already know who you are..."
Hum, hum, hum.
The flying swords on the ground began to vibrate. Yan Qiling's scalp tingled. Enduring her injuries, she retreated: "Stop! Heavenly Lord Mu, it's not that I'm afraid of you!"
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