Chapter 793: Old Man Doesn't Care

Qin Mu staggered forward. Each step seemed to cause him excruciating pain, contorting his body and face. Blood streamed down his legs, filling his footprints.

However, as he continued to walk, his steps slowly became steadier.

Cracking and grinding sounds of bones shifting could be heard. Qin Mu's broken neck began to reconnect, and his head, which had been twisted into a bizarre shape, started to return to normal.

His fractured bones replanted and regenerated. Flesh at his wounds writhed, constantly growing outward, sprouting new arms.

The flying swords on the ground also rose, one after another, in increasing numbers.

Yan Qiling's hair stood on end. She had never witnessed a divine arts practitioner with such astonishing regenerative power. While gods who cultivated creation arts, or certain naturally powerful demigod races, could achieve this level, it was impossible for a mere divine arts practitioner to possess such a formidable grasp of creation arts.

This was practically an immortal body!

The grand divine art she had just unleashed possessed enough power to kill Qin Mu. Yet, Qin Mu had endured it solely through his abnormal regenerative ability, recovering as he walked.

Yan Qiling could even see countless tiny runes fluttering at his wounds, like incredibly fine needles and threads interlacing, causing his injured flesh to grow, shedding dead skin, replacing dead tissue, and pushing out shattered bone.

Her divine art had inflicted not only physical damage on Qin Mu but also spiritual damage. When Qin Mu endured her attack, his vital spirit had been shattered. However, Qin Mu's creation arts were astonishingly repairing his vital spirit as well!

The Crimson Light Era had achieved astonishing feats in creation arts. Emperor Chi specialized in the vital spirit, and Emperor Ming specialized in the physical body. Their combined cultivation techniques represented the pinnacle of creation arts: an undying physical body and an indestructible vital spirit!

Qin Mu was still some distance from the highest level, but he was already close!

Yan Qiling forcefully activated her vital qi, suddenly letting out a muffled groan. She had thousands of wounds, large and small, all over her body. Although she had suppressed them and forced them closed, they were not healed. Forcing her vital qi nearly caused her wounds to burst open.

Moreover, she had little vital qi left to use. The grand divine art she had just used was a Dao One grand divine art, incredibly powerful, but its consumption was terrifyingly high. More than half of her vital qi had been depleted, and the remaining small portion was needed to suppress her injuries, leaving her strained.

What slightly relieved her was that the number of flying swords rising from the ground was not large, indicating that Qin Mu's losses were also immense. Under the might of her grand divine art, Qin Mu had preserved his life, but his own vital qi had been depleted by more than half, perhaps even more than hers. Achieving an undying body and indestructible vital spirit also required a vast amount of vital qi. Currently, Qin Mu's vital qi might not be as profound as hers.

"Heavenly Venerate Mu," Yan Qiling said, "you just said you knew my origin. Then you should understand there's no need for us to fight to the death."

Yan Qiling continued to retreat, swiftly taking out a jade bottle and swallowing the elixir within. She desperately activated her vital qi to repair her physical injuries, saying, "I also greatly admire Heavenly Venerate Mu. I know that in ancient times, Heavenly Venerate Mu's battle at the Jade Pond shook the world. But don't forget, who bestowed upon you the title of Heavenly Venerate Mu..."

"The title of Heavenly Venerate Mu? Do I care?" Qin Mu's voice suddenly thundered. When the first word left his lips, he was still hundreds of feet away from Yan Qiling. By the fourth word, he was already in front of her.

His speed was indeed much slower than before. Despite possessing the creation arts of Emperor Chi and Emperor Ming, he was still gravely injured. Yan Qiling's Dao One grand divine art had inflicted too much damage on him, injuring his Divine Treasures! Not only that, but he also felt his physical functions were restricted due to the immense exhaustion. Although he possessed the most powerful creation arts of the Crimson Light Era, he was helpless when his cultivation couldn't keep up.

However, Yan Qiling's injuries were also extremely severe. The damage Qin Mu had inflicted upon her with the Calamity Sword, from Sword Form One to Sword Form Nineteen, was something she had never experienced in her life.

Qin Mu's fist slammed towards her. The fist was tattered, without a single intact piece of flesh, even revealing the stark white bones of his fingers. "Do I care?!" His voice roared like thunder.

Yan Qiling raised her hand, and primordium magnet runes erupted. The geomagnetic primordium force immediately acted upon Qin Mu. She had little cultivation left to use, and directly confronting Qin Mu would be unwise. Primordium magnet divine art was her best option. The primordium magnet divine art could make Qin Mu's body feel as heavy as a mountain, affecting any punches or kicks. His attacks would lack accuracy, and might even be pulled towards the ground.

But to her surprise, Qin Mu's punch still struck, seemingly unaffected by the geomagnetic primordium force. "Dao Seven of Primordium Capital had no effect on him? That's right, his physical strength is too immense, even my Dao One grand divine art couldn't kill him!"

Yan Qiling was startled. She raised her hand to forcefully block Qin Mu's punch, when suddenly, his other five fists rained down like a storm. Yan Qiling desperately resisted, but Qin Mu's three heads and six arms overwhelmed her. She was struck hundreds of times, falling backward. Her entire body's wounds burst open while she was still in mid-air, like a water-filled ball transforming into a net, leaking blood everywhere.

Yan Qiling quickly sealed her wounds. Suddenly, Qin Mu squatted, leaped into the air, his six arms raised high, hands clasped together, appearing above her.

"Youdu Dao Three!"

Yan Qiling hastily activated a divine art, and a thin, dark membrane swiftly opened in front of her. Qin Mu's figure plunged into the incredibly thin, depthless darkness, disappearing. He had been sent into Youdu.

Before Yan Qiling could even breathe a sigh of relief, Qin Mu's feet suddenly appeared from under the darkness. Then, his clasped fists powerfully hammered her chest. One strike, two strikes, three strikes!

Yan Qiling heard the sound of her ribs breaking one by one. With a thunderous crash, she was slammed into the ground, creating a large pit.

"No, if this continues, he'll beat me to death!" Lying at the bottom of the pit, she forced up a breath of vital qi and, with a single burst, broke open her Life-and-Death Divine Treasure: "I can't suppress my cultivation any longer. I must break through to the Life-and-Death Divine Treasure to block him!"

As the Life-and-Death Divine Treasure's wall broke, she immediately felt a power that connected life and death surge forth, instantly flowing through every part of her body. Her furious magic power surged, sweeping away her previous exhaustion. Although she had not yet returned to her peak state, with the magic power from her Life-and-Death Divine Treasure, she no longer feared Qin Mu in the slightest.

Yan Qiling was overjoyed. She looked up and saw Qin Mu falling through the air, his body level with the ground, yet rolling wildly like a spinning top tied to a string, dropping from the sky!

"What kind of move is this?" Yan Qiling suppressed her wounds, then suddenly realized: "It's a sword move! The eighteenth form of basic swordplay! Damn it!" She hurriedly retreated, leaping out of the large pit, only to see Qin Mu, still parallel to the ground, rolling towards her, attacking her with hundreds of rotating, cutting flying swords!

Yan Qiling crossed her hands, and primordium magnet divine blades appeared. The two blades intertwined, producing continuous clanging sounds, blocking Sword Form Eighteen. The two fought swiftly, their speed dazzling the eye. Yan Qiling lost the initiative and was forced to retreat repeatedly.

"He can use Sword Form Eighteen? His vital qi should be extremely weak. How can he use such a highly vital-qi-consuming move?" Just as she thought this, she suddenly saw the Earth Primordium Dao Fruit in the halo behind Qin Mu's head and immediately realized: "The Earth Primordium Dao Fruit of Earth Mother contains immense energy! He's refining the energy from the Dao Fruit into cultivation!"

Suddenly, Qin Mu stopped rolling, landed on both feet, and thrust a hand forward with a hand seal. "Xuan Du Dao Two!"

Yan Qiling's hair stood on end. She immediately threw aside the two primordium magnet divine blades in her hands. The two divine blades wove together in the air like light and electricity, transforming into layers of primordium magnet walls protecting her front.

Boom—

Heavenly fire erupted. A terrifying force destroyed the primordium magnet walls, breaking through a hundred layers, stopping only at the very last one.

Yan Qiling breathed a sigh of relief. Suddenly, a brilliant blade light flashed behind the last primordium magnet wall. Qin Mu raised his six hands high, and flying swords swarmed towards him. Just moments ago there were only a few hundred, but now over two thousand flying swords converged in his six palms, forming a divine blade. The last primordium magnet wall was sliced open by a single strike. Qin Mu's six arms separated, and the divine blade split into six. Yan Qiling saw only crisscrossing blade light before her eyes, horizontal and vertical! A crisscrossing slash, vast as the sky!

Golden blood light flashed. Yan Qiling was nearly cut into dozens of pieces. She hastily retreated, shouting, "Heavenly Venerate Mu, you no longer want your title?"

Qin Mu's physical wounds had largely healed. He moved like thunder, his footsteps erupting in a series of booming sounds as the ground continuously shattered beneath him. He sneered, "If I don't want it, I don't want it. Let him come and take it himself if he dares!"

Yan Qiling was enraged. She forcefully activated her magic power, letting her wounds burst open all over her body: "You dare to be disrespectful? Then don't blame me! Dao One!" She forcefully activated the Dao One grand divine art. A terrifying fluctuation resonated once more. The ancient Heavenly Court phantom appeared around her: thousands of palaces and ten thousand halls, the profound Jade Capital, towering city walls, and the Heavenly River flowing. The phantoms of the Star Gods of the Great Heaven appeared, forming a vast net. The Heavenly River Navy, with its naval gods waving banners and commanding towering warships, and the Great Sun and Lunar Disc, with the sun and moon in mid-heaven. Below the Heavenly Court was Primordium Capital, where the Primordial Tree and Earth Mother were forming. Above the vast net of stars, the Heavenly Duke of Profound Capital was also taking shape. And below Primordium Capital, the Earl of Soil of Youdu was gradually forming as well!

At this moment, Qin Mu had already stepped into the Heavenly Court. He charged directly into the Southern Heavenly Gate, punching through this divine gate. The next moment, he strode upon the Heavenly River, heading straight for the Jade Pond, leaping over the Jade Sea! He had already smashed through the city gates of Jade Capital City. Everywhere he passed, the phantoms of palaces were shattered into pieces, broken bricks and tiles, crumbling walls, and ruins flying everywhere!

Inside the phantom of the High Heavens Palace, Yan Qiling stood before the imperial throne. Qin Mu arrived too quickly, so fast that he didn't seem injured. Before her divine art was fully prepared, Qin Mu had already reached the High Heavens Palace.

"His cultivation recovered? No, he's entered the Life-and-Death realm!" Yan Qiling's hair stood on end. Suddenly, the High Heavens Palace trembled. Qin Mu shattered the phantom of this supreme sacred hall of the ancient Heavenly Court with a single punch.

The next moment, his fist pressed against Yan Qiling's delicate face, and immense power erupted. The figures of the two flashed through the shattering phantom of the ancient Heavenly Court. Dozens of miles away, a mountain peak suddenly exploded, sending rocks flying. The falling stones traced arcs in mid-air, taking a long time to finally land. Then, a deafening sound followed, and only then did the phantom of the ancient Heavenly Court dissipate.

Yan Qiling's figure continuously morphed as it skimmed the ground, smashing countless trees and rocks, sliding for dozens of miles before finally stopping. She lay there, unable to move.

A bare foot appeared beside her, followed by another large foot. Qin Mu stood in front of her. "Heavenly Venerate Mu, bestowed by that old Heavenly Emperor? I don't care for it." Qin Mu spat out a mouthful of bloody phlegm: "My Heavenly Venerate Mu is a title I earned with my own fists, not one bestowed by that old Heavenly Emperor!"

Yan Qiling coughed up mouthfuls of golden blood, staring at him with vacant eyes.

Qin Mu raised one of his still-recovering arms, splaying his fingers. Whooshing sounds of something cutting through the air could be heard. A flying sword suddenly landed in his hand. Then, continuous clanging sounds followed as other flying swords successively collided and merged with this one, so fast that only streaks of phantoms could be seen.

Qin Mu pointed the sword tip downwards, lifting Yan Qiling's chin. He raised a hand to wipe the blood from the corner of his mouth, chuckling softly, "Where is Heavenly Venerate Yu?"

Yan Qiling swallowed the blood in her mouth, her voice hoarse: "Bring them up."

"Cult Master, we're here!" Long Qilin's trembling voice came.

Qin Mu looked towards the sound, seeing the women who had been with Yan Qiling escorting Heavenly Venerate Yu, Gongsun Yan, and others. Long Qilin said dejectedly, "Cult Master, we couldn't run far before we were captured..."

"I know," Qin Mu said calmly. "You led them away so I could capture this woman and exchange her for you. This was a feint."

Long Qilin was dumbfounded, exclaiming, "Cult Master, didn't you mean for you to attract their attention so we could run first?"

Qin Mu was taken aback, scratched his head, and inexplicably said, "That's right, Fatty Dragon, that's what I meant. You understood it very well, mm, very well..."