Chapter 1114: The Broken Sword Kill (Fourth Update!)
The next moment, he appeared before Yu Chudu!
Yu Chudu was greatly startled, activating his Thiên Đấu Đạo Công to attack Kinh Bách Xuyên!
Kinh Bách Xuyên flipped one hand over, and thunder roared across the sky as a precious seal faintly materialized—it was his palm seal, commanding heaven and earth, with dragon talismans and phoenix scripts clearly visible beneath it!
Even the Heavenly Duke's Heavenly Dao, the Earth Count's Netherworld Great Way, and the Earth Mother's Yuan Magnetic Great Way were all imprinted within his palm lines!
He was like a sovereign commanding all the innate great ways of the world, his seal smashing through the Thiên Đấu Đạo Công, shattering the Heavenly River, crushing the Heavenly Dipper. The enormous precious seal crashed down, blood spraying from Yu Chudu's mouth as his bones broke and tendons snapped, sending him tumbling into the dust!
Boom!
The ruins of Vân La Cung shook violently. This heavenly palace stood high above, floating above the Three Pillar Heavens and the Nine Provinces, yet now it was smashed down several hundred li by Kinh Bách Xuyên's single seal!
He was the disciple of Hạo Thiên Tôn, and the power of this seal was eye-catching—even Tần Mục couldn't help but admire it.
Yu Chudu climbed to his feet, his body swaying unsteadily, hands crossed before his chest in a defensive posture, but suddenly he spat out a mouthful of blood and collapsed with a thud. Broken bones pierced through the skin of his right leg, bone fragments protruding out.
Yu Chudu let out a muffled groan but didn't cry out.
Kinh Bách Xuyên said calmly: "Mục Thiên Tôn, with my abilities, could I earn myself the title of Heavenly Venerable in the Long Han Era?"
Tần Mục's voice came from behind him, saying: "Earlier I wasn't certain, but the moment you made your move, I knew it was impossible. That divine ability you just used was taught to you by Hạo Thiên Tôn—there's nothing of your own in it. Your martial prowess is high, but in Long Han you'd barely qualify as a Golden Guard Commander. You're still far from becoming a Heavenly Venerable."
Kinh Bách Xuyên let out an "oh" and slowly raised his palm, smiling: "Then what kind of ability does Mục Thiên Tôn think one needs to earn the title of Heavenly Venerable in the early Long Han years?"
His palm rose halfway before suddenly stopping—he felt the killing intent coming from behind him.
Tần Mục's killing intent locked onto him firmly, making every muscle in his body tense, as if the slightest movement would result in being slain by Tần Mục!
"To become a Heavenly Venerable, one must break free from the shackles of cultivation realms."
Tần Mục's voice came, unhurried: "Lăng Thiên Tôn transformed into immutable matter, becoming the mist over the Dũng River, carrying me back to the early Long Han years. At that time, my cultivation method was incomplete—I was only at the Thiên Nhân realm, two realms away from Thần Kiều—but among the cultivators of that era, I had no equal. Even the projection of Nguyên Mẫu Phu Nhân couldn't withstand my divine abilities."
A clear ringing sound came from the sword sheath at his waist, and he said leisurely: "If you want to go back to the past and become a Heavenly Venerable, that's fine—you need combat power that ignores realms. I am currently at the Chân Thần realm. Young nephew, what realm are you at?"
Kinh Bách Xuyên struggled against his killing intent, slowly raising his palm, his gaze fixed on the immobilized Yu Chudu, saying coldly: "Since ancient times, realms have reigned supreme. I am at the peak of the Ngọc Kinh realm—one more step, and I'll be at Lăng Tiêu!"
"Then you can try—what level of combat power a true Heavenly Venerable should have."
Tần Mục looked at his back and said: "However, this might also be your last chance to make a move."
Kinh Bách Xuyên suddenly raised his palm, and at the same moment, Tần Mục's feet moved as he charged forward. The broken sword at his waist leaped out of its sheath on its own, shooting forward, and he caught it in his hand.
Kinh Bách Xuyên's palm rose to its highest point, then he abruptly spun around. Thunder reappeared in the sky, the precious seal like a shield of energy, descending toward Tần Mục with a single strike!
His blood and qi boiled, transforming into a vast sea of blood in the sky. The precious seal passed through the blood sea, the dragon talismans and phoenix scripts dyed blood-red!
Light radiated brilliantly around him, ten thousand ways coiling about his body. His heavenly palace manifested—the Southern Heaven Gate rose from the ground, heavenly streets and markets emerged one after another, halls and palaces formed at lightning speed, the Ngọc Kinh towering high, standing beneath the Lăng Tiêu Palace. His physical form was vast and majestic, and behind him rose the even more magnificent and towering Lăng Tiêu Bảo Điện!
"Within my heavenly palace is my domain!"
His palm descended, his voice like thunder: "I stand undefeated!"
But what met him was the broken sword in Tần Mục's hand. The broken sword swung with the wind, transforming into a long blade. Blade light stretched ten thousand zhang, and with a *chi* sound, it split the blood-stained precious seal apart!
The blade light descended, and the Southern Heaven Gate split cleanly into two halves!
The long blade vanished, and Tần Mục thrust his sword forward. One by one, the palaces within Kinh Bách Xuyên's heavenly palace collapsed and crumbled into ruin!
Tần Mục's third form of the Tribulation Sword—Ứng Kiếp (Answering the Tribulation)!
The Ứng Kiếp Sword was both a dao sword that severed one's own heavenly palace and divine treasury to bring tribulation upon oneself, and a dao sword that severed others' heavenly palaces and divine treasuries to bring tribulation upon them!
Kinh Bách Xuyên only saw a rolling torrent of sword light sweeping up palaces and halls one after another. His heavenly palace was shattering, being destroyed—in Tần Mục's sword light, even the water of his Dao Pool was evaporating and steaming away!
Kinh Bách Xuyên roared, and suddenly another set of heavenly palaces leaped forth. Together with his main heavenly palace, there were five heavenly palaces in total, and within the other four, each contained a towering primordial spirit projection!
Those four primordial spirits stirred the great ways of their respective heavenly palaces, attacking Tần Mục in unison!
He had cultivated five Imperial Throne techniques, all five trained to the Ngọc Kinh realm and seamlessly integrated—such aptitude and comprehension were indeed extraordinary.
The divine abilities erupting from the five heavenly palaces were each different. As a capable general under the White Emperor, he naturally also cultivated the White Emperor's Bích Huyết Tú Kỳ Kinh. Besides that scripture, his other Imperial Throne techniques were also no small matter.
However, the primordial spirits in his four other heavenly palaces were not true primordial spirits, but projections of his main primordial spirit.
For a long time, the Heavenly Court had never obtained Xích Hoàng's Tam Nguyên Bất Diệt Thần Thức, so it couldn't cultivate true primordial spirits in other heavenly palaces, limiting the achievements of other Imperial Throne techniques.
Tần Mục's Ứng Kiếp sword light surged like a flood, howling past the obstruction of the four heavenly palace primordial spirits. The next instant, Kinh Bách Xuyên's Trảm Thần Đài disintegrated in the sword light. Two strands of dark red baleful energy—clearly the result of countless gods and demons slain by his hand, making his Trảm Thần Đài extraordinarily powerful!
Yet even those two strands of baleful energy were annihilated in the sword light!
Within his four heavenly palaces, the primordial spirit projections continuously unleashed various divine abilities and techniques, trying to block Tần Mục. But Tần Mục's figure was like an arrow loosed from a bowstring—with a thunderous boom, the Minh Đức Gate of Ngọc Kinh City collapsed!
The dazzling sword light swept along the heavenly street, destroying everything in its path, arriving before Kinh Bách Xuyên in the blink of an eye!
Kinh Bách Xuyên raised his hand to meet the sword light, his five fingers like mountains, colliding with it!
The moment his palm touched the sword light, his physical body suddenly grew taller and taller, thinner and thinner, flatter and flatter, larger and larger, more and more insubstantial. The sword light pierced through his palm, yet seemed not to harm his hand.
Tần Mục's Dao-Entering divine ability—Đại La Thiên Thượng Tụ Viên Thành (Gathering Perfection Above the Great Luo Heaven).
Kinh Bách Xuyên roared, surging all his cultivation to break free from this divine ability. The Great Luo Heaven was shaken into cracks, and his body once again swelled like being inflated, his form returning to his own control.
The sword light in Tần Mục's hand transformed into the first form of the Tribulation Sword—Khai Kiếp Kiếm (Opening Tribulation Sword)—a single beam of sword light aimed directly at Kinh Bách Xuyên's brow.
Kinh Bách Xuyên raised his hand, and with two fingers, he actually managed to pinch the Khai Kiếp Sword at the last moment, sneering: "This move of yours—the Master has drilled it countless times and long since devised a counter..."
Tần Mục threw a punch. Behind him, countless shadows appeared—ten thousand martial arts and combat techniques gathered into a single fist—slamming into the Khai Kiếp Sword.
*Chi!*
The Khai Kiếp Sword passed between Kinh Bách Xuyên's two fingers and emerged from the back of his head.
Tần Mục sheathed his sword, the broken blade returning to the sheath at his waist, and said calmly: "You don't measure up. Even if you could return to the Long Han era, you'd be second-rate at best—far inferior to Ngưu Tam Đa."
—Trại heo has already arrived at the Beijing Lu Xun Academy. These past few days I'll do my best to keep writing, striving not to miss updates or reduce chapter count!