Chapter 352 — A Single Sword Stuns the Age
The Herdsman of the Wasteland · Page 4 of 5
Even though it towered a thousand zhang, Shen Mu and the youthful deity were about to fight their way to the summit. Their techniques shifted again and again, and the five great divine forms of the Five Luminaries realm were brought out by them: sometimes the human-headed, bird-bodied form of the Year Star Lord; sometimes the human-headed, serpent-bodied form of the Quelling Star Lord; and sometimes the human-headed, red-haired, serpent-bodied form of the Mercury Star Lord, as they fought with all their might. The True Man of Earth Origin lifted both hands lightly, and the great mountain immediately began to grow. The ridges swelled, larger and larger, higher and higher. Shen Mu and the youthful deity kept ascending, fighting so fiercely that rocks burst and flew.
"His magical power is in no way weaker than mine!
He is definitely an Overlord Body! " Inexplicable shock filled Shen Mu's heart. Without realizing it, he had fallen to the disadvantage. As he blocked the other's attacks, he melted rock to forge stone, iron, and bronze swords, hoping to seize an advantage in weapons. But because his attention was divided, he was suppressed. Although the youthful deity was below him, he forced Shen Mu to retreat upward.
The flying swords Shen Mu forged were knocked away again and again, battered and broken, stuck every which way in the cliff. The two figures ran upward almost parallel to the ground, their momentum showing no sign of weakening.
"This mountain cannot be raised any higher.
If it keeps rising, it will collapse.
" The True Man of Earth Origin frowned. He was about to leave the summit and clear the ground so they could fight without restraint, when Shen Mu suddenly channeled all his magical power into a head-on clash with the youthful deity. "The Human Sovereign is still too young.
Forging flying swords has cost him no small amount of magical power, and now he is trading blows head-on with a deity. I fear he will not win. " The True Man of Earth Origin had barely finished speaking when both were blasted off the cliff. Shen Mu was hurled high into the air, while the youthful deity was knocked downward.
Shen Mu forcibly steadied himself. At once the sword wounds over his body split open, and blood spurted out with a hiss.
"The outcome is decided!
" He bellowed and charged downward. Wherever he passed, the stone, iron, and bronze swords stuck in the cliff flew up one by one and attacked the youthful deity! This whole side of the cliff bristled with the swords he had forged.
Now countless stone, iron, and bronze swords screamed toward the youthful deity under Shen Mu's control! The youthful deity had no time to dodge.
He exploded with primal qi and displayed his sword art. Clang, clang, clang—sword-light clashed as densely as rain pelting pear blossoms. His sword art was profound indeed, but he had lost the advantage of terrain.
Pressed down by the force from above, he could not hold his footing and plunged toward the foot of the mountain. From the cliff, more stone, iron, and bronze swords flew out, merging into a torrent of blades.
Shen Mu drove the flying swords with his qi.
Every sword had a different speed and a different sword move—now slow, now fast, now advancing, now retreating! He was still using Sword-Treading Mountains and Rivers, still his most powerful move.
The youthful deity's sword-light occasionally broke through the rain of swords and struck him, adding one wound after another to his body. Shen Mu seemed to feel no pain at all. His sword art pressed the youthful deity to hurtle toward the ground at ever greater speed!
The ground loomed closer. "You lose! " A faint smile appeared on Shen Mu's face. Countless stone, iron, and bronze swords swept the youthful deity along and smashed him fiercely into the ground!
Boom! The earth shook violently. Raging gusts lifted boulders and scattered them in every direction.