Chapter 451: The Eighteenth Technique

The Dragon Qilin hastily spun around and fled, exasperated. "The divine arts practitioners of West Earth are mad! Cult Master, they must be insane! Who awakens an entire city and uses it as a weapon?"

Behind them, the city of Yunjing razed everything in its path.

The grand city, like a living creature, picked up its feet and pursued them relentlessly, scaling mountains and crossing valleys at incredible speed, leveling everything it passed.

This city was like a terrifying mouth, devouring and crushing everything. Not only that, but thousands of building giants within the city swung buildings like massive hammers. Anything Yunjing couldn't bite through was swallowed and then smashed by these giants!

Behind the city was a rolling cloud of dust, formed from the pulverized debris.

The dust cloud spread for hundreds of miles, making it almost impossible to see anything within the dense smoke.

The city swallowed at the front and spat at the back. It was unimaginable what the consequences would be if they were caught by it.

Qin Mu urged him on constantly, and the Dragon Qilin galloped for his life. Just then, a large river suddenly shot out from Yunjing, lashing out like a long whip.

The Dragon Qilin frantically dodged. The river was incredibly agile, lashing and striking, forcing the Dragon Qilin to scramble for cover, slowing him down, and allowing Yunjing to gradually catch up.

"Big Brother…"

Xiong Qi'er's voice trembled as she looked back in terror. The ground vibrated, causing stones taller than a person to float in the air. Behind them, Yunjing opened its enormous city gates, revealing jagged teeth that gnashed loudly.

"It's okay, little sister Qi'er, don't be afraid."

Qin Mu turned around, his Sword Pellet floating in front of him. The large river had forced the Dragon Qilin into an increasingly difficult situation, and he was about to be swallowed by Yunjing.

"Who is intercepting us?"

Qin Mu watched the rapidly approaching city gates and walls, which continuously rose and fell. Thick, sharp spears, like teeth, protruded from them. He couldn't help but look puzzled.

"Is it necessary to mobilize such a large force just to deal with a divine arts practitioner of my realm? With Ban Gongcuo's connections, he shouldn't be able to mobilize a treasure like Yunjing, right? So, who exactly wants to eliminate me?"

He suddenly remembered someone, smiled, and murmured, "It must be him. The young master of True Heaven Palace. I snatched the mother and daughter of Xiong Xiyu from his clutches. We've known each other for a long time. Is he planning an unexpected surprise for me this time?"

Just then, the Dragon Qilin roared, "Cult Master, this is no surprise! This is a shock! Oh no…"

Another large river shot out from Yunjing's mouth, sweeping around the Dragon Qilin's tail and dragging him towards the massive maw. The Dragon Qilin flailed his four hooves wildly but couldn't stop himself, being pulled towards Yunjing's great mouth.

Xiong Qi'er's expression turned serious, and she said clearly, "Fat Dragon, a warrior must sever his tail!"

Tears streamed down the Dragon Qilin's face. "Sister Qi'er, cutting off my tail won't help me escape. Let me at least keep a complete corpse… though it seems unlikely I'll have one…"

The city towers and walls opened and closed like a giant mouth, gnashing rapidly. The buildings and houses within the city transformed into giants, smashing wildly. To keep a complete corpse was virtually impossible!

Sharp spears glinted with cold light. Each spear was as thick as a bowl, like steel bars embedded in the city walls, but their tips were incredibly sharp. Moreover, the surface of the spears was covered with strange patterns, indicating that each spear was a spirit weapon!

If bitten, it would be equivalent to dozens of spirit weapons piercing the flesh, creating dozens of bowl-sized bloody holes in the body.

Combined with the immense force generated by the opening and closing city gates and walls, they would likely be instantly pulped.

Qin Mu was still in a daze, saying, "But the young master of True Heaven Palace shouldn't have the power to awaken the spirit of Yunjing, should he? His cultivation realm might be higher than mine, but at most, he's at the Seven Stars realm…"

"Cult Master!" The Dragon Qilin was dragged into Yunjing's great mouth.

Qin Mu snapped out of his trance. The Sword Pellet suddenly erupted, countless sword lights whistling. Eight thousand swords simultaneously performed the Cloud Sword Style. What a magnificent sight!

Swords, like clouds, spun around the sharp spears below the city. Instantly, countless teeth in Yunjing's maw were severed.

The city gates and walls still bit down heavily. Their astonishing biting force alone was enough to crush them into a paste.

Qin Mu reached for his sword. With the Worry-Free Sword in hand, though he couldn't unleash its full divine power, its sheer sharpness allowed him to cut through anything!

The Worry-Free Sword glowed in his hand. A single point connected to vast movement, yin and yang endlessly repeating within the Two Poles!

The first form of the Dao Sword erupted with power in his hand. The sword light split into black and white, yin and yang disturbing and rotating, forming a Tai Chi symbol. This was merely the superficial appearance created by the sword technique.

This move was actually a sword technique that demonstrated extremely high mathematical attainment. Every point and line forming the Tai Chi diagram was meticulously calculated. The mathematical principles embedded within each sword light's movement were incredibly complex, representing the Dao Sect's elucidation of the universe's mysteries.

Yunjing gnashed its teeth with effort, and then, a section of the city wall vanished amidst the alternating black and white sword light.

Qin Mu leaped into the air, holding the Worry-Free Sword high with both hands. He channeled his magic power to retract the swords. Eight thousand swords flew back, clanging against the Worry-Free Sword. The subsidiary swords merged into the main sword, and as the eight thousand swords combined, he immediately felt the sword in his hand become incredibly heavy.

This was the second form of the Sword Pellet.

The Sword Pellet had two forms: one was a pellet, and the other was the merged main and subsidiary swords.

The merged Worry-Free Sword was so heavy that he could no longer use his magic power to activate any of its abilities.

Qin Mu held the sword high with both hands. At this moment, he could only perform one action.

Strike forward!

In front of him, behind the Dragon Qilin's rear, the advancing Yunjing had already dragged them into the city. A large river was coiling around the Dragon Qilin, attempting to pull him towards the streets.

On both sides of the streets, already prepared, were towering house giants, building giants, and pagoda giants, holding up buildings, ready to smash them down.

In the center of Yunjing, there were also magnificent palaces that had stood up. These palaces were not made of wood or stone, but meticulously crafted from profound gold, profound iron, and profound copper.

Divine arts practitioners of West Earth did not seek to strengthen themselves; they borrowed power from nature and also altered it, collecting profound gold and copper to refine spirit weapons, striving to make these spirit weapons as powerful as possible.

The palaces in Yunjing were spirit weapons refined by powerful divine arts practitioners, their power incomparable to those wooden or stone houses.

These palace giants also stood up, blocking the end of the street, radiating murderous intent.

This scene was absolutely unprecedented and unheard of!

When Qin Mu brought his sword down, the vibration from the incredibly heavy Worry-Free Sword immediately shattered the large river coiled around the Dragon Qilin's tail.

The river, like a great serpent with its tail cut off, trembled and twisted, writhing in the city.

As the tip of the Worry-Free Sword touched the street, an incredibly terrifying force erupted, causing the bluestone slabs on the street to flip up one after another, flying into the air. A shocking great裂缝 appeared on the street. The crack burst forth with loud snapping sounds, extending madly forward. More bluestone slabs flew up and shattered in mid-air!

Swish swish swish—

Flying swords shot out from the tip of the Worry-Free Sword. Qin Mu's vital qi surged violently, pouring into the flying swords. These flying swords spun and slashed forward along the street. The eight thousand flying swords continuously cut and cleaved, leaving shattered house giants and building giants in their wake.

Earlier, when the eight thousand swords merged, he couldn't activate the sword's power. But now that all the flying swords had separated, he could immediately unleash the power of each individual sword.

Countless sword lights spun like wheels, rushing towards the end of the street amidst flying wood and rubble. Almost instantly, they deeply cut into the palace giants, slicing through the grand halls!

Qin Mu's arms trembled. This single sword strike nearly tore his muscles, fractured his bones, and snapped his tendons. Nearly half of his magic power was instantly drained!

The reason he used the first form of the Dao Sword when Yunjing swallowed them, instead of the first form of the Sword Diagram, "Sword Tread Mountains and Rivers," was primarily to conserve magic power, as "Sword Tread Mountains and Rivers" required significantly more.

However, this single sword strike instantly consumed nearly half of his magic power!

Nevertheless, the results of this sword strike were remarkable. One sword almost leveled the entire street. He had never imagined he could possess such destructive power.

Qin Mu released the Worry-Free Sword, channeling his remaining vital qi into it. The Worry-Free Sword vibrated, and the other flying swords flew back from the end of the street.

This time, he dared not use the second form of the Sword Pellet, instead directly retracting the eight thousand swords into a round metal sphere.

Qin Mu opened his Taotie pouch and put the Sword Pellet inside. He then stared blankly, "I seem to have created an unprecedented basic sword form. This sword move is not among the seventeen basic sword forms…"

The sword he had just unleashed, where countless swords spun like wheels and whistled forward, instantly consumed a small portion of his cultivation. This "spinning like a wheel" sword form was different from all seventeen basic sword forms. The most similar was the Cloud Sword Style, but that style involved the sword drawing a circle with the wrist or the body as the center.

The sword form Qin Mu had inadvertently used just now, however, was "spinning like a wheel," possessing the power of a cleave, the technique of a slash, and the agility of the "cloud" style.

This was the eighteenth basic sword form!

Within Yunjing, earth and wood giants rushed towards them, while the tattered palace giants at the end of the street also carried their round, yellowish palace "hammers" and ran towards them.

The great river in the city roared and surged, gathering together to form a water-dragon-entwined giant, who raised a fist to strike.

Qin Mu was still lost in thought: "It's just that this basic sword form seems to consume an excessive amount of magic power. Not only that, but it also requires a lot of money, enough to refine more flying swords. More crucially, these flying swords need to be sharp at both ends for greater power."

The Dragon Qilin roared furiously, spewing great gouts of fire that ignited the streets of Yunjing. The earth and wood giants were engulfed in flames. The water giant, formed from the city's river, quickly rushed around to extinguish the fires, sizzling as it burned, its body gradually shrinking.

Qin Mu continued to muse, "But then again, I have plenty of money."

The Dragon Qilin became even more aggressive, spewing fire everywhere and setting the city ablaze. Outside the city, he had been chased with no escape, but inside the city, he was like a tiger with wings.

Suddenly, Yunjing came to an abrupt halt. The entire grand city stopped with a heavy jolt, motionless. The house giants, building giants, and palace giants within the city also instantly ceased their activities, falling back to the ground and transforming into buildings, houses, and palaces. The water giant also collapsed into the river, becoming flowing water.

Yunjing fell silent in an instant. Only Qin Mu, Xiong Qi'er, and the Dragon Qilin remained on the disheveled streets.