Chapter 1102: Entering the Dao with a Blade

The Butcher was once a divine arts practitioner in the military, someone who had climbed out of mountains of corpses and rivers of blood. He later became a grandmaster of blade arts. His blade arts cultivated a heroic spirit, transforming him into a literary giant of his time.

He was the most dazzling figure of his era.

When he unleashed his blade arts, Qin Mu was forced to draw his own blade and fight.

Their night battle raged like a storm over the city.

Their blades were like lightning in the night, moving so fast that their forms were indiscernible. Only two phantom-like figures could be seen shifting rapidly, while the clang of their blades formed a continuous roar.

Whoosh— Their blades were incredibly fast; the friction with the air made their divine blades intensely hot. A blazing divine fire ignited within their blade light, and as blade met blade, two fiery tornadoes formed, countless blade lights crisscrossing within them.

They stood on thin air, rising higher and higher. The two fiery tornadoes entwined, blazing with flames that reached thousands of feet. Their long blades moved in and out of sight, appearing and disappearing at will.

"Slow! Slow! Slow! You're still too slow!" The Butcher's voice came from the sky, shifting erratically from left to right. He roared, "Be faster! Faster! You must forget your divine arts, forget that you are Heavenly Venerable Mu, forget your other spirit weapons and divine weapons. In your hand, there is only the blade, and the blade is everything you believe in!"

"The spirit is something painting cannot fully capture! Once you grasp that spirit, transform it into your blade, into your Dao! The blade is the fire in your heart!"

"If there is injustice, strike it down with one blade!""If there are those who obstruct your path, strike them down with one blade!""If gods or devils stand in your way, strike them down with one blade!""If the heavens are unjust, strike them down with one blade!""If the earth lacks righteousness, strike it down with one blade!""A grandmaster of combat arts never lets go of their blade and disdains divine arts!"

At the entrance of the manufacturing factory below, the blind man and the mute man's expressions subtly changed. The blind man whispered, "It seems that 'Butcher' fellow is about to go crazy again, isn't he?"

The mute man nodded repeatedly. "He hasn't gone crazy in many years," he signed. "When he goes crazy, he even slashes himself... What if he goes for a killing blow? Can you stop him?"

The blind man looked worried. "Difficult," he admitted. "His strength has always been slightly superior to mine. Although I've comprehended something better this time, that fellow also seems to have comprehended something extraordinary. It would be very difficult for me to block his attacks before he slashes Mu'er to death."

Dragon Qilin whispered from the side, "Sirs, the Cult Master's strength is formidable. He slew the Five-Starred Ancient Gods in ancient times."

The mute man and the blind man looked surprised. The two old men squinted, one sitting and the other leaning, and chuckled, "Then there's nothing to fear. Heh heh, Mu'er is suppressing his cultivation to fight the Butcher. I'm rather looking forward to the moment Mu'er comprehends the Dao of the blade; what will he do to the Butcher?"

"Heh heh," they grinned mischievously.

Yan'er blinked and whispered, "Are all the elders of Young Master's family like this?"

Dragon Qilin hesitated for a moment, then leaned close to her ear and said, "Almost all of them are like this. There aren't many serious ones; only Granny Si is somewhat proper, but even she's quite wicked..."

As they spoke, Qin Mu and the Butcher's blade arts in the sky continuously transformed. The power contained within their blades grew stronger and stronger. Techniques like "Sunlight over East Sea's Thousand Rolling Waves," "Blade Drawn from Restriction," "Vast One-Line Sky," "Long Blade Suspended Moon Soul, Swift Steed Startles Star Essence," and "Blade Opens Bright Moon Ring" were unleashed one after another. The power of their blade arts grew increasingly formidable!

Looking up from below, one could only see sudden black lines appearing in the sky—these were the spaces cleaved open by their incredibly fast divine blades!

In the sky, starlight continuously flickered as gods from the Celestial Heavens emerged from the star map array covering Yankang. They were maintaining the operation of the star map array for the Primordial Realm and were startled by the two men's battle.

These gods looked worried, fearing that if the two became bloodthirsty, they might attack the star map and kill them.

What was even more terrifying was that of the two fighting below, one was clearly a madman. His blade arts were unrestrained, immensely powerful, and he fought with a reckless disregard for his own life.

"It seems this person was the one who cleaved open the previous star map," they discussed among themselves.

The Butcher furiously unleashed his blades while roaring, his voice like thunder, causing the eardrums of the gods within the star map to hum.

"You possess boundless spirit and boundless power, yet you haven't unleashed them through your blade!"

He grew even more frenzied, hacking at Qin Mu, forcing him to scramble and retreat step by step, leaving him stained with blood.

He didn't seem to be helping Qin Mu comprehend the Dao of the blade. Instead, it was as if he was trying to slash Qin Mu to death with his blade, suppressing Qin Mu's essence, qi, and spirit, making them continuously contract and compress, like a tiny sprout crushed within its shell, unable to emerge!

The Butcher's eyes turned bloodshot, and his blade arts became even more terrifying. He roared, "Unleash it! Unleash it! Unleash it!"

"Unleash your Dao, the things you want to protect, the beliefs you hold!"

"Have no qualms! No worries! No burdens whatsoever! Unleash it!"

"Unleash it, now!"

Qin Mu's muscles bulged, his hair flared out, and he suddenly opened his mouth and roared, "Yaaaah—"

His vital qi erupted, his blood and qi surged, and his spirit transformed into a surging tide. Spirit, blood, qi, and vital qi wildly poured into his blade. The arduous journey of humanity through ancient times, the hardships of ancestors pioneering through difficulties, the sorrowful yet heroic songs and passionate blood of brave warriors—all erupted and were unleashed through this single blade strike!

The blade light illuminated the sky, causing the star map above to tear with a ripping sound. The long blade crushed everything, broke through everything, and cleaved towards the Butcher with overwhelming momentum!

At this moment, in the manufacturing factories along the Tu River, the divine blades being forged suddenly rattled. Countless divine blades stood upright with a clatter, each emitting streaks of divine light that shot up into the clouds, dazzling beyond compare!

The Butcher burst out laughing, bringing his blade across to meet the attack, and roared, "Heavenly Blade Domain—"

Buzz— His blade domain expanded outwards. The first, second, and third heavens of the blade Dao successively unfolded, instantly transforming into the fourteen heavens of the blade Dao, forming a Heavenly Dao domain.

Unlike Luo Wushuang's meticulously calculated Blade Dao Firmament Domain, the Butcher's Heavenly Blade Domain was grand and vast, devoid of intricate calculations. It simply embodied the song of a long blade!

Qin Mu's blade struck down, cleaving open the Heavenly Blade Domain and cutting into its first, second, third heavens...

The long blade cut through like a wave, cleaving open one layer after another of the Blade Dao heavens. This blade strike was so fierce and so fast that it actually cut through the fourteenth heaven, piercing through the Heavenly Blade Domain!

The Butcher raised his hand, drew his blade, and swung it forward.

His blade met Qin Mu's descending blade. The two divine blades collided and came to a halt.

The energy contained within Qin Mu's blade strike instantly vanished, completely dissipated by the Butcher's blade. At the same time, countless divine blades in the manufacturing factories below clattered to the ground, their divine light retracting, and the extraordinary phenomena ceased.

In the sky, Qin Mu took a step back, holding his blade by the hilt, and bowed deeply to the Butcher.

The Butcher turned his long blade, held it by the hilt, and returned the bow with cupped hands. He praised, "You have entered the Dao; my efforts were not in vain. You stay here and properly consider what to name your first heaven of the Blade Dao. I'll go down for a drink!"

Qin Mu nodded.

The Butcher descended from the sky. As soon as he landed, his steps faltered.

The blind man gloated, "How badly are you hurt?"

The Butcher glared at him, then scooped up Dragon Qilin. His gaze unfriendly, he demanded, "Where's the dragon saliva? Quickly, give it to me to heal my injuries!"