Chapter 535: Black as Iron (First Update!)
The seductive woman had a supple waist, like a willow branch swaying in the wind, swaying left and right as she approached him. She chuckled, "How hard are you? Just now I observed that your speed is the slowest. Although it's not much slower, it shows that your physical cultivation is slightly inferior to the others. A one-point difference in ability means a world of difference in real strength."
Her steps stopped precisely beside the hidden flying swords that Qin Mu had buried underground, not stepping into the encirclement of swords.
The flying swords Qin Mu had arranged underground formed the first form of the Sword Diagram, Sword Traversing Mountains and Rivers. As long as this woman stepped into it, the Sword Traversing Mountains and Rivers would erupt, instantly tearing her apart and turning her into a waterfall of blood within the mountains-and-rivers diagram!
However, her steps happened to stop at the periphery, seemingly having seen through the trick.
Qin Mu's eyelids twitched. He praised, "Truly clever. Good little sister, what's your name?"
"My name is Chatra Xiangyun, disciple of the True Demon Gandharva."
The woman was surprised and laughed, "When people from the Imperial Heaven Realm encounter demons, they usually shout and attack, never showing a smile. They're nothing like you—calling people 'sister' and 'good little sister' upon first meeting. If everyone from the Imperial Heaven Realm were like you, I wouldn't have needed to kill so many cultivators. I'm rather curious—what exactly is your origin?"
Qin Mu opened his mouth, about to speak, when suddenly Chatra Xiangyun stomped her foot. The ground shook, and a row of flying swords burst out from the earth!
Qin Mu's expression changed slightly. He raised his hand and grabbed, and all the flying swords converged in his palm, clanging as they collided, forming a sword pellet about to fall into his hand.
At the same moment he was recalling his swords, Chatra Xiangyun charged forward at incredible speed—her speed was no slower than the flying swords themselves. Before Qin Mu's sword pellet had even fully formed, spider legs sprouted from her back—eight spider legs stabbed forward madly, clanging as they scattered the sword pellet!
This woman was extremely clever. Her eight spider legs attacked like a violent storm, breaking apart the sword pellet and giving Qin Mu no chance at all!
"You really are the weakest one—I'll claim the first merit!"
Chatra Xiangyun chuckled lightly. Two razor-sharp bone spikes appeared in her hands and stabbed into Qin Mu's chest!
"Hm?"
The moment they pierced into Qin Mu's body, she sensed something wrong. She saw the smile on the Qin Mu before her stiffen, then he turned into a pool of ink that slowly slid down.
Not only did Qin Mu turn into ink, but even the wall of fire formed by Li Fire and demon fire behind Qin Mu turned into ink!
Chatra Xiangyun quickly turned to look back and saw that she had entered a painting frame. Outside the frame, another Qin Mu was unhurriedly walking toward her.
Only now did she realize that when she had lunged at Qin Mu, she had entered a painting!
"This is a painting? Why does the painting move and speak, showing me no flaws?"
Chatra Xiangyun was greatly alarmed. She leaped up, trying to jump out of the painting. She jumped with all her strength, yet she was still inside the painting, surrounded by blank emptiness, only the ink on the ground still wet.
Chatra Xiangyun let out a shrill cry. The eight claws behind her swung wildly, stabbing fiercely outward from the painting.
Swish swish swish—one spider leg after another pierced through the painting. Chatra Xiangyun's heart leaped with joy. She was about to tear the painting open and leap out.
But at that moment, Qin Mu blew a breath of air. The painting drifted and floated, falling into the wall of fire behind it.
Within the intense Li Fire and demon fire, a miserable scream rang out. The painting burned to ashes, and the ashes formed the shape of a spider woman, still struggling, then collapsed into the flames and went silent.
"Sister Xiangyun, I truly wanted to fight you fairly, but there are too many experts here. I need to conserve my stamina for stronger opponents."
Qin Mu said apologetically, "You are indeed very strong and very clever, but you are still no match for me..."
Suddenly, the ground beneath Qin Mu's feet bulged upward violently, kicking him high into the air.
The surging ground took the form of a giant footprint. The moment it kicked Qin Mu up, clang clang clang—sharp stone spikes burst out from the footprint, shooting toward Qin Mu in midair!
Qin Mu was in midair when the sword pellet whistled over. Countless flying swords swished as they spun around, slicing all the stone spikes to pieces. Just as he was about to locate the enemy's position, the ground exploded again. A massive hand formed of rock reached out to grab him.
Qin Mu punched downward. Behind him, his primordial energy seemed to explode—with a thunderous boom, a great volcano manifested, erupting with molten fury. The power of this punch surged dramatically.
His fist collided with that giant hand. Rocks shattered, stones flew everywhere, tumbling and rolling, then gathered together again to reform into a palm.
The palm clenched heavily. Within the rocks, demon fire surged, flowing between stone and stone.
"A lava giant among the demon horde?"
Qin Mu was blasted high into the air, his arm nearly broken. He hurriedly looked down and saw the earth shaking as a demon took on a molten form and burst out from the ground.
The moment this figure landed, he let out a furious roar. Qin Mu, still in midair, was struck by the solid, tangible sound waves. He tumbled backward and fell into the wall of fire.
"Trash..."
The lava giant sneered coldly and turned to leave. Suddenly, the giant showed a puzzled expression and looked back. He saw Qin Mu floating within the wall of fire—but now Qin Mu had transformed into an ox-headed monstrosity, complete with a thick, coarse tail.
"This friend, would you mind finishing that word before you leave?"
Qin Mu stepped out of the fire wall. Demon fire and Li Fire followed him, flowing out of the wall and turning into two fire dragons that he stepped on beneath his feet. Qin Mu's expression was dark and gloomy: "Not just trash—trash and rubble!"
"Fire Star Lord Yinghuo?"
The lava giant turned around, showing a confused expression, and sneered, "The Fire Star Lord can control fire, but what he controls is divine fire. How did you master demon fire? Does the human race have such exquisite techniques? No—this is demonic cultivation! Are you also of my demon race?"
He became even more bewildered. Qin Mu had now transformed into an ox-headed, human-bodied monster in the form of the Fire Star Lord—clearly a divine body, yet radiating overwhelming demonic energy and controlling demon fire.
Moreover, Qin Mu's body bore flame patterns, like fire burning upon him, and one of the two fire dragons beneath his feet was a demon dragon!
Only the demon race could wield such exquisite divine abilities!
Beyond the heavens, the Woodcutter Sage and the Black Tiger God watched this scene. The Black Tiger God showed a puzzled expression and said in a low voice, "Master, did you feel it?"
The Woodcutter Sage nodded gently: "I felt it. The appearance follows the mind—he has given birth to a demon in his heart, and a demonic visage upon his face."
The Black Tiger God was confused and said, "But I clearly sensed something strange inside him, like a demon, not purely human... Master, you lied again, didn't you?"
The Woodcutter Sage frowned slightly and barked, "When have I ever lied?"
The Black Tiger God opened his mouth to speak, but seeing the Imperial Heaven deities behind him, he quickly shut up, thinking to himself, "I must give this old liar some face..."
The Woodcutter Sage's gaze flickered, fixed on Qin Mu the whole time. No one knew what he was thinking.
He withdrew his gaze and looked at the opposite side, at Bandhura. He saw that Bandhura was also watching Qin Mu, wearing an intrigued expression.
"Half a demon? His magical power is so formidable that he can match Shiquan Song, the disciple of Soma, evenly—using magical power to compensate for his lack of strength and physical body."
Bandhura suddenly laughed, "Heavenly Master, your disciple is an interesting little fellow. Half a dem—"
The Woodcutter Sage's heart tightened. He said calmly, "What demon? He is human—he merely cultivates demonic techniques. Who understands demonic techniques better than I do?"
Bandhura chuckled softly and said no more.
The lava giant took a deep breath, his body swelling section by section as he charged at Qin Mu: "But you are still trash! Your physical body has never reached the level of a young true god. Even if you cultivate the Star Lord form, you are still fragile!"
Qin Mu's primordial energy was nearly berserk. The twin dragons beneath his feet raced forward as he charged ahead. Behind him, points of starlight emerged one after another—countless stars gathered behind him, converging into a river. Between each star, starlight connected them all.
If one's gaze were sharp enough, one could see that upon each of these stars stood a deity.
Those strands of starlight were the light emitted by these deities.
Countless beams of light intersected and interlaced, forming a strange force field.
This was the divine ability created by Li Tianxing after comprehending the unified cultivation method of the Great Nurturing Heavenly Demon Sutra—the Great Luo Heaven Star Palm Force!
In terms of divine abilities, aside from the deities themselves, Qin Mu had never seen any cultivator's divine ability that could match such exquisite craftsmanship!
The lava giant sneered. His enormous fist met Qin Mu's charge—with a thunderous boom, rocks shattered. Qin Mu was knocked backward, but immediately spun around and charged again.
The lava giant roared, his demonic flames blazing even brighter. Suddenly he strode toward Qin Mu, and the two collided once more with a thunderous impact. The twin dragons beneath Qin Mu's feet were crushed to pieces by the massive recoil, and he was sent tumbling backward.
The lava giant's body was shaken so hard that chunks of stone flew in all directions, but they were immediately pulled back onto his body by strands of demon fire. The demon fire that ran through his limbs and bones was like his blood, like his sinews—very peculiar.
At that moment, the sword pellet came crashing in, mixing with the flying stones and merging into his molten body.
Shwa—
Eight thousand swords erupted, slicing along the gaps between stones and demon fire. In an instant, like flowing water, they coursed through the lava giant's limbs and bones, severing every joint in his body.
The lava giant froze for a moment, then crashed to the ground.
Qin Mu slammed into the earth, then immediately flipped back to his feet. Blood trickled from the corner of his mouth, yet he still charged forward at full speed. Meanwhile, the eight thousand swords danced wildly through the air. As Qin Mu sprinted, his sword fingers flicked rapidly.
On the ground, countless stones and demon fire rolled and tumbled, forming two thick stone legs. Rocks mixed with demon fire flowed upward, stacking continuously, rapidly forming a waist—the lava giant was about to reassemble his body.
His life form was extremely peculiar—one of the few demon races capable of reorganizing their bodies.
"Sword Traversing Mountains and Rivers!"
In an instant, the eight thousand swords formed a landscape of sword-light. The lava giant had only just regenerated up to his neck when he was swallowed by the mountains and rivers, reduced to countless fragments of stone.
Qin Mu charged over furiously. His left hand formed a forward seal of Yin, his right hand a reverse seal of Yang. He crossed his hands into an X shape and slammed them fiercely onto the sword diagram formed by Sword Traversing Mountains and Rivers.
Yin-Yang Heaven-Overturning Hand, Stacked Palms!
The palm force of stacked Yin and Yang exploded. Within the sword diagram, pure Yin energy and pure Yang energy mixed. Yang thunder and Yin thunder detonated with a roar. Fragments of stone flew everywhere, clattering to the ground, and the last wisp of demon fire was extinguished.
Qin Mu braced his hands on his knees, panting heavily for a few breaths. He spat out a bloody phlegm, tilted his head to look at a demon expert walking out from a nearby mountain hollow, and said angrily, "Again? I've already fought two battles! Can't you go find someone else?"
That demon expert strolled over leisurely, smiling, "Who told you to be always hammering iron?"
Qin Mu's face was black as iron.
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