Chapter 1440: He Is Mu Tianzun! (Third Update)
From Đế Thanh going to face Hồng Thiên Tôn, to Đế Thanh falling in battle, the time taken was no more than the burning of a single incense stick. In such a short time, anyone else would not have been able to escape far.
But the moment Đế Thanh left this continent, Tần Mục immediately activated the Bá Thể Tam Đan Công, using Tái Cực Thiên Cung as the lead, with the other celestial palaces as support, gathering qi into a sword and slashing backward with a single stroke.
As this sword fell, layers upon layers of space continuously emerged, and within those emerging spaces, countless stars surged forth from the void, constantly stretching the distance between them and Hồng Thiên Tôn!
He slashed out sword after sword, and space continuously expanded. Although even combining everyone's strength they could not contend with Hồng Thiên Tôn, when it came to escaping, even a Thiên Tôn would find it impossible to capture Tần Mục.
Tái Cực Hư Không Kinh, Nguyệt Thiên Tôn's cultivation method. Although he had not fully mastered it, he had immersed himself in it for a long time. With this technique, he was confident he could escape the pursuit of any Thiên Tôn.
However, having him lead the people on this continent to escape Hồng Thiên Tôn's pursuit—that was beyond his power.
Đế Thanh had nothing to do with him, and Đế Thanh's clansmen had nothing to do with him either. But since he had agreed, he would do his utmost to fulfill it.
Tần Mục slashed out more than ten swords in succession, and his cultivation could no longer bear it. He then stamped his foot, and the Bá Thể Tam Đan Công changed the sequence of his celestial palaces. Now he used his own main celestial palace as the lead, with the other palaces as support, elevating his cultivation and power to the extreme.
Boom—
A Bỉ Ngạn Thần Chu appeared beneath this continent, lifting up the entire battered and broken landmass, slowly accelerating. By the time the Bỉ Ngạn Thần Chu reached its maximum speed, the entire continent crashed through the void and entered the first layer of void.
After a moment, the Bỉ Ngạn Thần Chu carried this continent crashing into the second layer of void. However, when this continent crashed into the sixth layer of void, the entire continent could no longer withstand the pressure of the void, and the people in the Thiên Phương Thành ruins on the land could no longer hold on either, their bodies becoming ethereal.
Many Thái Dương Thủ did their utmost, using their own cultivation to protect them, temporarily slowing this trend.
But this fragment of Thiên Phương Thành could hardly support itself. Boulders of mountain-sized thần thạch peeled off from the land one after another, detached, and then slowly dissipated into the void.
The fragment of Thiên Phương Thành grew smaller and smaller, quickly shrinking from a continent to an island, forcing the people on it to gather together, barely finding room to stand.
Tần Mục's nguyên khí surged as he increased the speed of the Bỉ Ngạn Thần Chu, accelerating away from Huyền Đô.
After who knows how long, his cultivation was about to be exhausted. He used the last of his strength to pull the fragment of Thiên Phương Thành out of the eighth void. By the time the fragment left the void, Tần Mục's aura plummeted sharply, and he nearly collapsed to the ground.
"Everyone."
Supported by Điền Thục and Đồ Phu, Tần Mục barely managed to stand steady, and said to the hundred or so Thái Dương Thủ and the people of Huyền Đô: "This place is already far from the battlefield. I cannot send you out of Huyền Đô, but it will be very difficult for pursuers to catch up to you now. You can make your own way to Nguyên Giới. There is no longer any place in this world that shelters the people of Huyền Đô."
He coughed violently, and after a moment, said: "Vô Ưu Hương has already been sealed off by the Thiên Đình army. You cannot reach that place, and you can no longer stay in Huyền Đô either. Only Diên Khang will take you in. Go to Nguyên Giới and find Diên Khang's Thái Dương Thủ Viêm Tinh Tinh—she will take you in."
"Ân Công!"
A Thái Dương Thủ bowed and said: "I earnestly beg Ân Công to remove the black veil and leave your name, so that we may remember the faces of our benefactors and know who saved us!"
Tần Mục shook his head and said: "There is no need for you to know our names and faces. Go now, quickly..."
Suddenly, an elder of Huyền Đô said tremblingly: "Ân Công's righteousness is unmatched, saving us without leaving your name. But we cannot be ungrateful. I earnestly beg Ân Công to reveal your true face and leave your true name. When we reach Diên Khang, we will build a living shrine for Ân Công, forge a golden statue, and pray for Ân Công day and night!"
The thousands of people of Huyền Đô knelt down, saying in unison: "To know kindness and not repay it—how is that different from beasts? I earnestly beg Ân Công to grant our request!"
Tần Mục shook his head and said: "There is no need for this. I saved you to put my own heart at ease. It has nothing to do with you..."
"At ease?"
Triết Hoa Lê suddenly flew into a rage. He tore off the black cloth covering his face and shouted angrily: "Can you really be at ease? If you can be at ease, then I can't! When I save people, I want to leave my name and reveal my face! Take off the face coverings, all of you take them off, let these ignorant people see our faces!"
Đồ Phu silently took off the black cloth covering his face, and Điền Thục and Lạc Vô Song also took theirs off.
Triết Hoa Lê strode up to Tần Mục and reached out to remove the black cloth from his face. Tần Mục raised his hand, struggling: "Don't..."
"Do you want to carry the burden of a cursed name for the rest of your life?"
Triết Hoa Lê knocked his hand away and violently tore the black cloth from his face, laughing loudly and mocking: "This is your Ân Công! Do you see his face clearly? He is your Ân Công! The Ân Công you made straw effigies of, shooting arrows at every day and cursing every day—Tần Mục, Mục Thiên Tôn!"
His gaze was like a blade, sweeping across the faces of those people of Huyền Đô, sweeping until not only their bodies knelt, but their souls knelt as well.
"That's right! He is Mục Thiên Tôn, the Mục Thiên Tôn of the Thiên Minh!"
Triết Hoa Lê slammed the yêu đao heavily into the ground, gnashing his teeth: "The Mục Thiên Tôn you hate to the bone! When the Thập Thiên Tôn wanted to kill Thiên Công, he obstructed them in every possible way, risking his own life to fight against the Thập Thiên Tôn! He racked his brains, wanting to find a path of survival for Thiên Công! When the Thiên Đình attacked Huyền Đô, knowing his own strength was insufficient, he desperately raised his own power!"
"And he also invited us!"
"If it weren't for our friendship with him, what the hell does the life or death of some damned Thiên Công have to do with us?"
Triết Hoa Lê gripped the hilt of the blade, rotating the edge, slowly driving the yêu đao deeper into the ground inch by inch, chuckling: "We risked our lives to come here, not for the sake of some damned Thiên Công's face, not for the sake of all your lives in Huyền Đô, but because we are his friends, friends bound by life and death! He asked us to come, so we came, even if we had to hang our heads on our belts! What are you people?"
He had borne too much pressure, and finally at this moment he released it all with unrestrained pleasure, laughing loudly: "You have lives, and we have lives too. Why should our lives be exchanged for yours? Just because Mục Thiên Tôn asked us to come! Heh heh, what did you people of Huyền Đô do? Build a living shrine for Mục Thiên Tôn? Forge a golden statue for him? Worship him and honor him? Bah! You made straw effigies, shooting arrows at them in secret every day, spitting on him and cursing him!"
Đồ Phu, Lạc Vô Song, and Điền Thục were all silent, standing there without a word, letting him vent.
"You people of Huyền Đô have guts!"
Triết Hoa Lê coldly looked at these Thái Dương Thủ and commoners of Huyền Đô, sneering: "If you have guts, then step forward and say one sentence: I don't care that Mục Thiên Tôn saved me, I don't care that you saved me, I'd rather die! Step forward and say it! Say it—"
"Enough, no need to say more. I cannot hold back Hồng Thiên Tôn for too long."
Tần Mục raised his hand, lifted his head, and looked directly at those people of Huyền Đô, saying: "That's right, I am Tần Mục of Diên Khang."
Điền Thục stepped forward, saying calmly: "I am Điền Thục of Diên Khang."
Đồ Phu stepped forward, planting his thiên đao on the ground: "Đao Lưu Chiêu of Diên Khang."
Lạc Vô Song stepped forward, holding his single blade in his arms: "Lạc Vô Song of Diên Khang."
Triết Hoa Lê panted heavily, snorting coldly: "Triết Hoa Lê of Diên Khang."
Tần Mục said to those Thái Dương Thủ and the people of Huyền Đô: "Whether you build a living shrine, forge a golden statue, or offer worship—that is up to you. What we did has nothing to do with justice or the righteous path. We only sought to put our hearts at ease. If we return alive, there is no need for you to spread our fame. If we die in Huyền Đô, build us a grave in Diên Khang. We're going—"