Chapter 940: The Beauty of the Great Sword Dao
Qin Mu glanced at him, shook his head, and smiled, "Luo Wushuang, your injuries are extremely severe right now. If you don't receive treatment, you'll soon die from the eruption of your wounds."
Luo Wushuang was drenched in blood, covered in wounds everywhere, the blood dyeing the waterfall flowing backward beneath his feet red.
He had been guarding the disciples of the Heavenly Lords and giants on the ship, fighting against the Heart Demon, and had withstood the residual force from the Heart Demon Heavenly Emperor's palm, resulting in severe injuries.
Qin Mu was proficient in medical arts and had cultivated a pair of keen eyes. With just a glance, he could tell that Luo Wushuang was not far from death due to his injuries erupting.
"You've already waited for me for forty thousand years; you shouldn't mind a little while longer, should you?"
Qin Mu stepped forward to examine his injuries and said, "Healing your wounds isn't difficult for me. Don't force yourself to hold on."
Luo Wushuang let out a muffled groan, and all the wounds on his body burst open, blood gushing out like a fountain.
Qin Mu lifted him and sent him to the mountaintop. He first stopped the bleeding from his wounds, then took out some spiritual herbs to refine elixirs. "I can treat the hidden ailments in your body, and I can also use miraculous medicines to heal the damage to your primordial spirit, as well as the injuries to your divine treasures and heavenly palaces. However, there are also Dao wounds left behind from the collision with the Heart Demon Heavenly Emperor's palm inside you. Those you'll need to refine and heal yourself."
He said apologetically, "I can't treat that kind of injury. But I am skilled in the art of creation. Back then, I cut off one of your arms, so I can give you back an arm."
Luo Wushuang shook his head and said, "My name is Wushuang. My parents hoped I would be unparalleled under heaven. But after you cut off one of my arms, I realized that 'Wushuang' could also mean this. All my life's learning and insights are in this arm. If you reattach it, I'll still cut it off again."
Qin Mu's primordial energy transformed into a furnace, and he circled around it, employing various alchemy techniques. Hearing this, he turned his head, smiled at him, and continued refining the elixirs. "I thought so too. Aren't you afraid I might feed you a few poison pills while treating your injuries?"
Luo Wushuang remained silent.
Qin Mu finished refining the elixirs and first had him take them.
"Are they poisonous?" Luo Wushuang stared at these spiritual pills.
Qin Mu took out some silver needles and smiled, "You guess."
Luo Wushuang tilted his head back and swallowed the spiritual pills, while Qin Mu carefully inserted the silver needles into his acupoints, guiding the medicinal power to transfer into his divine treasures.
Luo Wushuang immediately felt the medicinal power reach his divine treasures. The injuries there slowly began to heal, and the cracks in his divine treasures grew smaller and smaller.
"Injuries to the heavenly palace are harder to treat. I don't know much about the heavenly palace, and ordinary silver needles can't pierce through the Southern Heavenly Gate; they'd be crushed before entering, unable to guide the medicinal power through. Fortunately, I have a treasure that can pierce the Southern Heavenly Gate."
Qin Mu took out the Wood Core of Origin. With a thought, the Wood Core of Origin became as thin as a needle.
He inserted the wooden needle into Luo Wushuang's brow, and the Wood Core of Origin passed through the Southern Heavenly Gate, arriving at Luo Wushuang's heavenly palace.
"Grow!"
Qin Mu let out a low shout, and the Wood Core of Origin instantly lengthened, reaching straight to the Jade Capital City of Luo Wushuang's heavenly palace. The other end of the Wood Core of Origin arrived at the Hall of Lingxiao, in front of Luo Wushuang's primordial spirit.
Qin Mu carefully observed Luo Wushuang's expression and said, "Do you know that this treasure can change shape at my will and is incredibly sharp? Even if you're a master at the Lingxiao realm, your life and death are now in my control. With just a thought from me, this treasure will burst your heavenly palace, assassinate your primordial spirit, and explode your head."
Luo Wushuang's expression remained calm, and he said, "I trust you. If you weren't treating my injuries, I wouldn't live much longer either."
Qin Mu laughed heartily and had him take the spiritual pills. "You trust me so much, it makes me feel ashamed. To be honest, I don't even trust myself. Your injuries will take some time to fully heal. Once you're better, you can challenge me again."
Luo Wushuang stood up and asked, "Where are you planning to go? I want to follow you. If I don't eliminate the Heart Demon in my Dao heart, I'll still die at the Heart Demon's hands on my way back to the Heavenly Court. Don't worry, when my injuries are healed and I fight you, I will definitely face you at the same cultivation level. If I suppress you with my cultivation, I won't be able to get rid of my Heart Demon."
Just as Qin Mu was about to speak, suddenly a divine light broke through the air, heading straight for them.
The divine light grew faster and faster, and from afar, vast primordial energy surged out, forming a giant hand that covered the mountaintop!
"A True God!" Luo Wushuang's heart leaped, and he was about to step in to block, but his primordial energy was somewhat disordered.
Qin Mu's primordial energy erupted, and the waterfall at his feet rose up, forming a dome that covered the mountaintop. Luo Wushuang looked up and saw water flowing down the surface of the dome, revealing various strange characters and symbols as it moved.
Those were Heavenly Dao runes.
This Heavenly Dao technique was called Heavenly Dome, the sixth Heavenly Dao of Xuan Du.
The giant hand collided with the sixth Heavenly Dao, and both exploded. Qin Mu raised an eyebrow; the newcomer's cultivation was extremely profound.
"The once-famous Mu Heavenly Lord, the Qin Overlord Body who shook the Long Han, Shang Huang, and Yankang eras—nothing more than this!"
The divine light whistled in, revealing a man clad in blue-gold feathers. His wings crossed over his chest, and suddenly he flapped them, sending countless blue-gold feathers flying toward Qin Mu. Instantly, the mountaintop was surrounded by a flurry of feathers, completely covering the peak of this majestic mountain, airtight.
Those feather swords surged like a torrent, weaving up and down around the mountaintop.
"Luo Wushuang, this is a grudge between the Hao Heavenly Palace and Mu Heavenly Lord. It has nothing to do with you. Don't interfere," the blue-feathered man called out loudly.
Qin Mu raised his hand, and the waterfall stopped flowing, once again forming a Heavenly Dome to protect the mountaintop. Countless blue-gold feathers struck the dome, creating a dazzling display of light.
"Heavenly Dao techniques? Which disciple of a Heavenly Lord in the Heavenly Court hasn't practiced them? Mu Heavenly Lord, don't make a fool of yourself!"
The blue-gold feathered man knelt on one knee outside the Heavenly Dome and said solemnly, "An Qingyu, disciple of Hao Heavenly Lord, pays respects to Mu Heavenly Lord!"
"Disciple of Hao Heavenly Lord?"
Qin Mu struggled to maintain the Heavenly Dome, his face flushed red, and he said with difficulty, "If you want to kill me, why are you still so respectful?"
An Qingyu did not stand up. He used his feathers to seal off the space, preventing Qin Mu from escaping, and respectfully kowtowed to him, performing the three kneels and nine prostrations. He said solemnly, "I have heard that at the beginning of the Long Han era, Mu Heavenly Lord taught the method of becoming a god on behalf of Yu Heavenly Lord, stealing my master's merit. But regardless, Mu Heavenly Lord has great merit. I have been ordered by my master to kill the Heavenly Lord, and the Heavenly Lord will die by my hand. However, since the Heavenly Lord once taught the method of becoming a god to all beings, I will first pay my respects, and then end the Heavenly Lord's life!"
Qin Mu maintained the Heavenly Dome, panting heavily, and said, "Disciples of Hao Heavenly Lord do know their manners. I am a soulless person, not long for this world. Don't you plan to seal your cultivation level and fight me fairly?"
He coughed violently a few times, his breath as faint as a thread, and a sense of heroic decline and desperation surged into his heart. He laughed bitterly, "My cultivation level has already fallen to the Spirit Embryo realm. You are a True God, while I am at the Spirit Embryo realm. I hope to die a glorious death, at least in a fair fight, so I can pass away peacefully."
An Qingyu stood up, and behind him, a clanging sound rang out as four heavenly palaces floated in the halo behind his head. His eyes were sharp, and he smiled, "The Supreme One instructed that Mu Heavenly Lord's cultivation is extremely profound, having merged three or four types of Imperial Throne techniques. Only the power of a True God can surpass the Heavenly Lord by a margin."
He was a True God, with a primordial spirit in the form of a bird-headed human deity. He had already crossed the Southern Heavenly Gate and was not far from the Jasper Terrace. His power was immense. As his cultivation erupted, countless blue-gold feathers cut through the Heavenly Dome and rushed toward Qin Mu!
An Qingyu's voice continued, "The Supreme One also instructed that the Heavenly Lord's divine consciousness is powerful, and he has also cultivated the Old Buddha's Infinite Kalpa Sutra. Therefore, the Supreme One refined a treasure for each of us disciples, so that we would not be affected by the Heavenly Lord's illusions."
A jade pendant on his chest lit up, its light swirling.
Qin Mu's expression changed slightly. This jade pendant was personally refined by Hao Heavenly Lord and was precisely designed to counter his Dream World.
He had just tried to pull An Qingyu into the Dream World, but this jade pendant had blocked his divine consciousness!
An Qingyu's attack was several times more powerful than before. The blue-gold feather swords covered the sky and the earth, enveloping all directions, leaving Qin Mu no way to dodge.
At that moment, Qin Mu's primordial energy rose from behind him, forming a fan that he grabbed with his hand. He swung it forcefully, and a great wind arose, sweeping away countless feather swords!
The Eighth Heavenly Dao, Heavenly Wind.
An Qingyu opened his mouth and spat out a spiritual pearl. The Heavenly Wind howled but could not move him an inch. The power of the Heavenly Wind was instantly nullified.
Qin Mu was startled. "The Heavenly Duke of Xuan Du is indeed in danger."
He had just used two Heavenly Dao techniques, both easily broken by An Qingyu. It was worth noting that his Heavenly Dao techniques included not only the Heavenly Dao runes calculated through classical techniques and mathematics but also the runes calculated through the Taiwei Calculation Classic.
However, the Heavenly Court had clearly developed various techniques specifically to counter the Heavenly Dao in order to eliminate the Heavenly Duke!
"The Heavenly Court probably hasn't completely broken all forty-nine Heavenly Daos, otherwise the Heavenly Duke would already be dead. But that day shouldn't be far off," he thought to himself.
An Qingyu charged alone to the mountaintop. Behind him, a blue light shone for ten thousand zhang as countless feather swords flew back, forming a continuous blue wing. He smiled, "Mu Heavenly Lord, I've already said that Heavenly Dao techniques are not rare in the Heavenly Court!"
His two wings thrust forward one after the other. Having cultivated four types of Imperial Throne techniques, his cultivation was incredibly profound and unexpectedly powerful. The two wings cut the space into hundreds of pieces.
At the same time, his primordial spirit stood in the central heavenly palace, its sleeves fluttering, holding a blazing sun in its arms. A beam of light shot out from the sun, aimed directly at Qin Mu!
In the other three heavenly palaces, phantom images of his primordial spirit appeared, each mobilizing the power of those three heavenly palaces to unleash techniques, forming three giants—one a graceful celestial maiden, one an ancient-looking ancient god, and one a ferocious demon king—all attacking Qin Mu simultaneously!
This was the first time Qin Mu had encountered a powerhouse who had simultaneously cultivated several Imperial Throne techniques and reached the divine realm. Relying solely on Heavenly Dao techniques made it difficult to contend. He made a decisive move, grasping his sword orb. The sword orb exploded, and countless sword lights danced in the air.
A continuous clattering sound rang out. In an instant, the two figures vanished from the mountaintop, sent flying backward by each other's force!
In the blink of an eye, the two had been knocked back dozens of miles. With a crack, a fissure appeared on the top of this majestic mountain.
Luo Wushuang stood on the mountaintop, the Wood Core of Origin inserted in his brow, his body covered in silver needles. He dared not make any sudden moves.
The silver needles were manageable—at worst, they would be snapped off when he circulated his power, leaving broken needles in his divine treasures. But the Wood Core of Origin in his brow could not be broken.
If he circulated his power, his heavenly palace and brain would likely be churned into a paste!
"The Qin Overlord Body might not be a match for this man. The gap in cultivation levels is too great..."
Just as he thought this, the techniques of the two men, dozens of miles away, had already reached the mountaintop. In the moment they were sent flying backward, they had each unleashed hundreds of techniques!
An Qingyu's techniques were even more numerous. The primordial spirits in his four heavenly palaces executed various Imperial Throne techniques, effortlessly deploying hundreds of techniques. Each move and style was extremely powerful, and the impact of a thousand techniques rushing in was terrifying.
Qin Mu, on the other hand, relied purely on swordsmanship. Flying swords whistled in from dozens of miles away. Each sword executed a different sword technique, and some swords could even perform the most complex sword arts. With a slight flick, a single flying sword would burst into the most dazzling sword light, evolving into vast mountains and rivers!
Some flying swords moved with an incomprehensible rhythm, appearing and disappearing. Some swords were very fast, while others were relatively slow. Various sword moves continuously evolved, and different moves combined to form even more refined and exquisite sword techniques.
Although Qin Mu had many flying swords, all of them were individual techniques, yet all the sword techniques formed a whole, part of a magnificent great technique.
Luo Wushuang gazed infatuatedly at the forest of swords flying over his head. Qin Mu's swordsmanship revealed to him the near-ultimate beauty of the Great Sword Dao.
He had entered the Dao through the blade, was the number one divine blade of the Heavenly Court, and had made Qin Mu his lifelong rival to defeat.
He had countless times recalled the sword strike with which Qin Mu had severed his arm, and had repeatedly clashed with the Shang Huang Sword God Bai Qier, trying to find traces of Qin Mu in her swordsmanship.
Besides Hao Heavenly Lord, he was the one who most appreciated Qin Mu's swordsmanship.
——Holding a great divine sword, I humbly beg for monthly votes!!