Chapter 376 — Only Natural
The Herdsman of the Wasteland · Page 2 of 4
What Mu Qingdai employed was the Daoqi Jiayan Sutra, a method of dual cultivation in Buddhism and Daoism — still as the bodhi tree, moving as an immortal's stride. Where her hand rose, ten thousand rays of light gathered into an enormous palm, yet the palm technique itself was exceedingly graceful.
Both of them had devoted themselves to a single art of Little Jade Capital, pouring bitter effort into one discipline. Wang Muran, however, took another path. Because of the death of his master, Zhen Sanren, he had learned from painful reflection and had long resolved to take vengeance on the Imperial Preceptor of Jingping. He held the Imperial Preceptor of Jingping as the enemy in his mind and cultivated a great many arts.
He knew that with only Zhen Sanren's arts and divine powers, no matter how well he practiced them, he could never surpass Zhen Sanren — and Zhen Sanren had died at the Imperial Preceptor of Jingping's hands. Only by opening a different path could he possibly surpass the Imperial Preceptor.
Qingyou Shanren and the others understood his heart as well, and they cared for him greatly, personally instructing him and passing on their own secret learnings. Thus, though Wang Muran was the youngest among Shang Cang's disciples, his cultivation and strength were the highest.
Yet none of the three's divine powers touched Long Jun.
Long Jun's speed was simply too great. What they struck was the afterimage left in his wake. Only when the afterimage shattered did they realize their divine powers had missed.
Long Jun paid the three of them no mind at all, charging straight for the hurled Shen Mu. His speed was so great that it was nearly impossible to catch!
The great deer's steps were exceedingly swift. In the space of four hoofbeats it appeared before Long Jun, antlers dancing, a match for a primal weapon.
"Out of the way, beast!"
After a single explosive boom, the great deer's body was sent flying. It tumbled out of the great hall and crashed into the torrential rain outside.
"Open your eyes!" Wang Muran barked fiercely.
Mu Qingdai and Long Yu understood at once. Long Jun's speed was too great for the naked eye to catch his traces. Only by opening pupil techniques like the Sage's Pupil or Heavenly Eye could one capture his form.
Long Jun had been checked for a moment by the great deer, his speed slowing slightly, but at once it climbed again. The air in the great hall was dragged along by his movement and compressed into a wall.
Behind him, Wang Muran and the other two felt themselves pulled forward by a powerful suction. They simply borrowed that force and charged at Long Jun.
And ahead of Long Jun, Shen Mu swallowed the blood surging up his throat. From the Taotie Pouch, countless flying swords shot up into the sky with a swish-swish-swish, and in an instant came Swordshod Rivers and Mountains!
The first move of the sword diagram the village headman had taught him — Swordshod Rivers and Mountains. The sword light flickered, and rivers and mountains suddenly appeared. Before the move's full power could be unleashed, the rivers and mountains before him shattered in an instant.
Long Jun, like a savage dragon, tore Swordshod Rivers and Mountains apart by main force and plunged into that landscape of mountains and waters.
Shen Mu's eyes lit up. The Wuyou Sword thrust out.
This was the chance he had been waiting for!
He was only at the Six Harmonies realm; Wang Muran and the others were likewise at the Six Harmonies realm; the great deer could not even beat the dragon qilin; and the dragon qilin and the other flood dragons, cowed by Long Jun's aura, dared not stir. None of them could possibly be Long Jun's match.
So the only chance to kill Long Jun was to use the sword diagram to block Long Jun's sight, with the Wuyou Sword lying in ambush behind it.
The instant Long Jun broke through the sword diagram and charged before him would be the moment the Wuyou Sword took his life!