Chapter 32: Seeing the Divine Spear

Qin Mu's hairs stood on end. Without a second thought, he reached out to seize the spiritual sword. Instantly, a sharp pain flared in his palm as the spiritual sword pierced him.

"Mu..." Granny Si couldn't help but cry out, but she was silenced by Village Chief's glare.

Qin Mu gripped the spiritual sword, which writhed in his palm, inflicting more wounds and leaving his flesh a bloody mess. Yet, his vigorous vital energy protected his hand, preventing the sword from severing it.

However, in the next instant, a third spiritual sword detached from the formation, followed by a fourth, and a fifth!

Thousand Autumn's gaze flickered. Victory seemed assured. Qin Mu was younger than him and had already achieved remarkable cultivation for his age. But, Qin Mu only had two hands. How many swords could he possibly grasp?

Suddenly, Thousand Autumn's pupils constricted. Qin Mu's hands, as he grabbed, seemed to multiply into dozens of arms, seizing his spiritual swords one after another! The swords hadn't even fully extended their attack before Qin Mu had already seized their hilts!

This was the eighth style of the Thunder Sound Eight Styles: Thousand Hands Buddha!

Thousand Autumn's expression shifted slightly. As his vital energy threads vibrated, the spiritual swords in Qin Mu's grasp thrashed violently, almost tearing free. At the same time, several other swords continued their assault, targeting Qin Mu's eyes and throat!

Qin Mu, at this moment, held five sword hilts. Seven swords remained, converging on him. These seven swords rotated rapidly in the air, like spinning tops, threatening to drill through his head and carve a gaping hole in his throat!

Granny Si couldn't bear to watch. Suddenly, Qin Mu roared, and an incomparably thick vital energy erupted from his body, sweeping up the pig-slaying knife behind him and bringing it down in a chop.

Clang!

The seven swords were simultaneously shattered and fell to the ground!

"Such thick vital energy threads!" Thousand Autumn's heart was seized with shock. Qin Mu's sudden strike had caught him off guard. Furthermore, Qin Mu's vital energy threads defied all reason, terrifying in their thickness, and the power contained within the chop was simply monstrous!

And that pig-slaying knife was unbelievably sharp, even more so than a spirit soldier, and tougher still. With Qin Mu's formidable power combined with the incomparably sharp pig-slaying knife, shattering his seven spiritual swords was effortless!

Before his shock could subside, Qin Mu suddenly shook his hand, flinging the five spiritual swords he held towards him. The swords tore through the air with a tearing sound, their speed unimaginable.

Thousand Autumn, however, revealed a smile. He raised his palm, and vital energy threads howled out, coiling towards the five spiritual swords. Simultaneously, several more spiritual swords flew out from his sword pouch. His sword pouch didn't look large and shouldn't have held many items, yet the spiritual swords flew out one after another, a truly bizarre sight.

Unexpectedly, the moment Thousand Autumn's vital energy threads wrapped around the five incoming spiritual swords, his face paled. Qin Mu's terrifying vital energy was hidden within the swords, surging with immense power. His vital energy threads were shattered before they could even fully entwine the swords!

Thousand Autumn's reaction was incredibly swift. The spiritual swords flying out from his sword pouch immediately moved to intercept the five incoming swords.

At the same time, Qin Mu charged forward. Thousand Autumn immediately pointed behind him, and another spiritual sword shot out, heading towards Qin Mu!

A strange sound emitted from Qin Mu's mouth. The sound was brief, a mere flash, but it contained a mysterious rhythm—strange, eerie, sinister, and evil. Accompanying the sound was the young man's hand seal. He formed a seal like pinching a flower, and though still several *zhang* away from Thousand Autumn, he struck out with the seal!

"Sa Mo Ye!"

Thousand Autumn felt a gust of palm wind hit him, yet there was no force. He was just about to focus on blocking the five spiritual swords when his soul suddenly flew out of his body, drawn into Qin Mu's palm. Involuntarily, he was scared out of his wits.

Du! Du! Du! Du! Du!

Five light sounds rang out continuously. Without his control, the five spiritual swords successively pierced into his body, lifting his body high before it fell backward.

*Peng*!

The flagpole displaying the butcher's flag in the center of the village shook. Thousand Autumn's corpse was impaled upon it, his head drooping, utterly motionless.

Qin Mu's palm was still bleeding. He suddenly clenched his hand tightly. The blood and flesh made a squelching sound as the soul of Thousand Autumn in his palm was also crushed.

Heaven Demon Self-At-Ease Seal, skilled at extinguishing souls.

Qin Mu turned his head, a smile on his face: "Granny, I won."

Granny Si let out a sigh of relief, then immediately became furious: "Stinking boy, you've broken your hand! I'll beat you to death later! Don't wipe the blood on your clothes, the new clothes will be stained and won't wash out, I'll beat you to death for that too!"

Village Chief's gaze was deep, falling on Sad Wind, who was seated in front of him. He said: "Brother Sad, your disciple has been defeated. Do you wish to take down the clothes prepared for his life and place them in the coffin?"

Sad Wind raised his head, looking at Thousand Autumn's corpse hanging on the pole. He shook his head and said: "I will take his corpse back and bury him properly. However, this little brother clearly possesses deep and profound cultivation, yet he uses demonic skills and demonic sounds. His methods are despicable, and I disdain them."

He was referring to Qin Mu's move that killed Thousand Autumn, the Heaven Demon Self-At-Ease Seal. Although he had never seen this seal before, the sound Qin Mu uttered was a demonic sound, thus Qin Mu's technique was certainly a demonic skill. He could see that Qin Mu's cultivation was vigorous and profound, far deeper than Thousand Autumn's, but it seemed he hadn't experienced much life and death tempering, some of his strength was restrained and couldn't be fully unleashed. Using demonic skills to win, in his eyes, was merely taking advantage, something to be disdained.

Village Chief's gaze flickered. He also didn't know where Qin Mu had learned such demonic skills, capable of pulling an opponent's soul from their body and refining it to death. It was truly a sinister method. The only one in the village who originated from the orthodox demonic path was Granny Si. Could she have taught it to Qin Mu?

Village Chief said in a low voice: "Mu'er, extinguishing a person's soul harms the harmony of heaven. Try to use such methods less."

Qin Mu quickly nodded.

Village Chief looked at Sad Wind across from him and said: "There are still eleven empty coffins."

Sad Wind's eyebrows drooped. He said: "Since the coffins and life clothes are prepared, they should naturally be used."

Village Chief said: "Please."

Sad Wind rose: "Please."

The Li River Water Dragon Array roared into action. The momentum of the ten experts of the Li River Sect behind him exploded, connecting with Sad Wind's momentum into a single line.

*Hua la*!

The river water surged, and water vapor filled the air. A long river suddenly appeared in the small Disabled Elderly Village, its waves surging skyward! The momentum of this water was exactly that of the Li River in the Great Ruins' south!

Sad Wind and the ten Li River Sect experts stood upon this small, surging Li River. Within the river, countless flying swords shuttled back and forth, silver light flashing like countless tiny fish swimming. The Li River Sect was famous for its sword techniques. Their sword techniques in the Southern Border could be called top-tier. This Li River Water Dragon Array displayed by Sad Wind and the ten Li River Sect experts utilized so many flying swords, making it hard to imagine!

When Granny Si fought the Five Elders of Li River, Elder Qi Yanbing's sword pill contained six thousand eight hundred and forty-two swords, which was already terrifyingly many. However, the swords in the current Li River Water Dragon Array were ten times the number of swords in Qi Yanbing's sword pill! Tens of thousands of flying swords formed a dragon within the water, a silver dragon composed of flying swords. Countless sword lights flowed within the silver dragon's body. These swords, in constant motion, were about to stir up wind and waves!

This kind of terrifying sword array was something Qin Mu had never seen before, not even dared to imagine! Once this sword array was unleashed, it could probably destroy Disabled Elderly Village!

Village Chief was still leaning on the stretcher, his expression unchanged in the face of the terrifying sword array. He said in a low voice: "Blind."

Blind Man raised his head and looked up, seemingly examining the mystery of the Li River Water Dragon Array. But his eye sockets were empty, with no eyeballs. How could he see?

Countless sharp swords emitted a piercing whistle, like the fierce roar of an enraged dragon, tearing through the air and pressing down on Disabled Elderly Village, covering the sky!

Blind Man lifted his bamboo staff with one hand and pointed it towards the incoming countless sword lights. He chanted in a low voice: "I have the skill of slaying dragons. Today I break the Li River—"

*Ding*.

A crisp collision sound overshadowed the whistles of all the sharp swords. Then, the silver dragon in mid-air, which seemed capable of destroying everything, stiffened. *Hua la*, countless sword rain followed, falling one after another and sticking into the ground.

Blind Man lightly lifted the bamboo staff. The large river composed of water was actually lifted by his single staff. As the Li River collapsed, it could no longer maintain the form of a large river and became large pieces of water falling from the sky.

Blind Man continued his chant, walking in the water, his feet not touching the water surface. His bamboo staff pointed here and there. One Li River expert was struck by him, his brow exploding open, the tip of the staff piercing through the back of his head. Another person raised his hand to block, and the bamboo staff pierced through his palm, then stabbed into his chest.

Blind Man walked from the head of the Li River to the tail. Behind him, corpses fell from the air one after another. Next, he faced Sad Wind. Their figures intertwined and separated in an instant. In that single moment, Qin Mu couldn't even see how many times they had intertwined or how many divine abilities they had used.

Sad Wind landed and walked two steps forward.

Meanwhile, the word "Jiang" from Blind Man's sentence "Today I break the Li River" had just been spoken, the sound not yet fully landed.

"Blind Man, I know who you are. I didn't expect you to hide here, and I didn't expect you to still have such strength after your eyes were destroyed!" Sad Wind uttered this sentence, his face suddenly turning pale. He sat down in front of Village Chief and said in a low voice: "Our Li River Sword Sect relies on the river for life, and our custom is water burial. Let not the corpse touch the soil. I ask for your dao brother's fulfillment."

Village Chief nodded lightly: "Rest assured, the river is right by the door."

"To have witnessed the divine spear, I die without regret!" Sad Wind exhaled his last breath, ending with a smile.

Qin Mu went around to his back and was startled. Sad Wind's back of the head was caved in, a large hole pierced through it.