Chapter 347 — Ferocity Beyond Compare
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" Qingyou roared, and from within his body came the thunderous boom of door after door slamming shut as he sealed his four great divine treasuries — Spirit Bridge, Life and Death, Heaven and Man, and Seven Stars. His vital qi erupted, and he laughed in fury, "Little Human Emperor, I've long found you an eyesore too! You're nothing but a brat who only knows how to play in water and mud—" Fist and palm collided. Qingyou gave a muffled grunt and was sent flying backward, crashing with a thunderous boom into a stone statue. The statue was immeasurably solid, like the statues of the Desolate Ruins, indestructible; his body struck it and the statue did not so much as tremble.
"This cultivation. . . " The air in Qingyou's chest was nearly all forced out of him, his face flushed red as he shouted, "Old brother Daoist, are you certain he's at the Six Harmonies realm?
" Shen Mu charged like a savage dragon.
His body was so solid when he moved, yet his speed was inconceivably fast, combining a mountain-heavy frame with such velocity — a thing nearly impossible at his age, and yet Shen Mu had done it! Qingyou had no time to think further.
His hands swept through the air, and the azure qi abruptly changed — from azure it shifted hue, one black and one white, like two great fish swimming; then the two great fish suddenly became twin dragons, rushing at the charging Shen Mu. "He is at the Six Harmonies realm. " The Village Head could not hide his shock either. Steadying himself, he said, "Only his cultivation is even stronger than before.
" Even at the Spirit Fetus realm, Shen Mu's cultivation had already reached a level that left the Village Head, at the same realm, unable to match his pace; only when they reached the Five Luminaries and Six Harmonies realms did that gap cease to widen. And now, after Shen Mu had journeyed through the Dark Valley and returned from the Nether Capital, his cultivation had actually risen again by no small margin! Such vast and mighty dharma power left even the Village Head shaken and awed!
With two loud bangs, Shen Mu's hands clamped together and tore the two great dragons apart; his speed undiminished, Qingyou leapt into the air, gathered his qi into a sword, and pointed one finger downward.
Ten thousand sword-qi, like countless shooting stars gathered into one, shot straight at Shen Mu. A single point of starlight stirred, and ten thousand swords tore through the sky!
Shen Mu leapt into the air. Sword light burst forth, vital qi like dragons, his body swaying as ten thousand dragons coiled around him and surged forward. The Nine Dragons Emperor Art!
Dragons and swords collided. Qingyou gave a muffled grunt, his feet tapping rapidly in the air as he shifted aside to shed the overwhelming force of Shen Mu's divine ability.
Their dragons and swords collapsed into a rain of stars across the sky.
Within that star-rain a fist grew larger and larger; Qingyou's steps shifted as he tried to dodge. The Village Head could not help shaking his head. "Comparing footwork and body technique with the Lame Elder — how could you ever match him. .
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" Qingyou failed to evade the blow and could only meet Shen Mu's fist art head-on. With a thunderous boom, Qingyou was sent flying backward.
A cloud of dust rose from another immortal isle, and a moment later the sound of Qingyou striking the immortal mountain finally reached them.
"Comparing fist arts with Old Master Huo — Qingyou, you're still going to lose. " The Village Head shook his head again.
Shen Mu raced through the air. The three disciples of Little Jade Capital had just arrived on the immortal mountain when they saw Shen Mu in midair turn into a streak of flowing light and then crash with a thunderous roar into the place where Qingyou had fallen.
They were left gaping, utterly at a loss as to what had happened.
The Village Head glanced at the three and smiled. "Immortal Qingyou has already gone over there.