"The Human Emperor is very fierce."
Qingyou Shanren sneered, "Right now you are like an injured kitten, baring your fangs and claws, bluffing, trying to threaten me by saying I'm very fierce. Actually, you're just masking the fear in your heart. But since you've spoken, then the immortals of my Little Jade Capital will be waiting in the Three Origin Hall and the Five Qi Hall for the Human Emperor's instruction."
He said calmly, "But if you want to challenge us, you still need to defeat my three disciples from Little Jade Capital before you are qualified to enter the Three Origin Hall and the Five Qi Hall. If you can't beat them, go down the mountain early!"
The Village Chief's eyes lit up: "Qingyou, thank you."
Qingyou Shanren said coldly, "Why thank me? I'm just making you, this pair of reckless old and young, give up hope! Oh, I forgot to tell you, before you came, the Void Flower of the Heavens had been here. He took ten days to pass through the Three Origin Hall and the Five Qi Hall. If you can't even compare to him, go down the mountain early and don't embarrass the Human Emperors of all generations and the saints of the Heavenly Sage Cult!"
Qin Mu's spirits soared, and he laughed loudly: "Void Flower, just a fake Overlord Body. I am the real Overlord Body. If he could pass through, surely I can too?"
Qingyou Shanren was stunned, shaking his head: "I don't know where you got this freakish confidence."
Qin Mu's smile faded as he watched three figures rapidly approaching. He suddenly remembered something and whispered, "Village Chief, was I very fierce just now?"
The Village Chief nodded, seeming to have stepped out of the shadow brought by the belief of destruction, and said, "Super fierce."
"Scary?"
"Extremely scary."
Qin Mu activated the Overlord Body's Three Origin Technique and smiled: "I can be even scarier."
The qi inside his body circulated, bringing bursts of howling wind. Both the Village Chief and Qingyou Shanren raised their eyebrows in surprise.
Among the howling wind, there was also the booming sound of great waves crashing against cliffs, which should be the loud noise made by Qin Mu's qi rushing rapidly and hitting barriers when turning!
After the sound of crashing waves, there came the sound of thunder, rumbling like lightning exploding hidden deep within dark clouds. The thunder rolled swiftly from one place to another, which must be the sound of his qi flowing through the air in the Divine Abode!
At this time, the three disciples of Little Jade Capital were on their way, still three immortal islands away from this place.
"Immortal Qingyou."
Qin Mu's momentum reached its peak, with a feeling that he had to let it out. He looked at Immortal Qingyou eagerly and laughed: "Why don't we fight first before they arrive!"
Qingyou Shanren shook his head: "Without defeating them, you don't have the qualification to challenge me..."
Boom!
Qin Mu took a step forward, and his body instantly pressed down with thunderous roars. In one step, he arrived before him. The air was compressed like a wall, then the wall of air shattered explosively!
The corner of Qingyou Shanren's eye twitched, and he finally showed anger. He raised his palm, and green light filled the sky.
The Village Chief said decisively, "Qingyou, Six Harmonies!"
"Understood!"
Qingyou Shanren roared, and from within his body came the loud sounds of gates closing. He closed his four major Divine Abodes: the Divine Bridge, Life and Death, Heavenly Man, and Seven Stars. His qi exploded, and he laughed angrily: "Little Human Emperor, I've long been sick of you! You're just a brat who only knows how to play with water and mud..."
Their fists and palms collided, and Qingyou Shanren grunted, flying backward. He crashed into a stone idol with a loud bang. The idol was incredibly heavy, similar to those in the Great Ruins, indestructible. When his body hit it, the idol didn't budge at all.
"This cultivation..."
The air in Qingyou Shanren's chest was almost all squeezed out, his face flushed with held breath. He shouted, "Old Daoist brother, are you sure he's at the Six Harmonies realm?"
Qin Mu charged like a wild dragon. When he moved, his body was so heavy, yet his speed was inconceivably fast. Combining a body as heavy as a mountain with such speed was something almost impossible at his age, yet Qin Mu had managed it!
Qingyou Shanren had no time to think. He swept his hands, and the green energy suddenly changed color, turning black and white, like two great fish swimming. The two fish abruptly turned into twin dragons, rushing toward the charging Qin Mu.
"He is at the Six Harmonies realm."
The Village Chief also couldn't hide his shock. He steadied himself and said, "It's just that his cultivation is stronger than before."
Qin Mu's cultivation had already reached a level where even the Village Chief, who was at the same realm, couldn't compare when he was at the Spirit Womb realm. At the Five Stars and Six Harmonies realms, this gap hadn't continued to widen.
And now, after Qin Mu traveled through the Nether Valley and returned from the Underworld, his cultivation had unexpectedly increased significantly!
Such majestic magical power, even the Village Chief felt shocked and awed!
With two loud bangs, Qin Mu clasped his hands and tore the two great dragons apart. Without slowing down, Qingyou Shanren soared into the air, gathering qi into a sword. He pointed downward, and countless sword qi, like countless meteors converging, shot straight toward Qin Mu.
A point of starlight moves, ten thousand swords break through the sky!
Qin Mu leaped into the air, sword light erupted, qi like dragons, his body swaying, ten thousand dragons entwined, surging forward.
Nine Dragons Emperor's Art!
The dragons and swords collided, and Qingyou Shanren grunted, his footsteps tapping repeatedly in the air, shifting to deflect the immense power coming from Qin Mu's divine ability.
The dragons and swords of both collapsed, turning into a sky full of star rain. Within the star rain, a fist grew larger and larger. Qingyou Shanren shifted his steps, trying to dodge.
The Village Chief couldn't help but shake his head: "Competing in footwork and body movement with the Cripple, how can you compare..."
Qingyou Shanren didn't avoid that blow and had to exchange punches with Qin Mu. With a loud boom, Qingyou Shanren flew backward again.
A cloud of dust rose from another immortal island. After a moment, the sound of Qingyou Shanren crashing into the immortal mountain finally came.
"Competing in fist techniques with Old Ma, Qingyou, you still lose." The Village Chief shook his head again.
Qin Mu sprinted in midair. The three disciples of Little Jade Capital had just arrived at the immortal mountain when they saw Qin Mu in midair transform into a streak of light, then crash heavily into the place where Qingyou Shanren had fallen. They were stunned, not knowing what had happened.
The Village Chief glanced at the three and smiled: "Immortal Qingyou has already gone over there. Let's go over." With that, he floated up and flew toward that immortal mountain.
The three exchanged glances and hurriedly followed him.
On other immortal mountains and islands, various old immortals walked out of their seclusion places, looking in surprise toward the immortal mountain where Qin Mu and Qingyou Shanren were.
"What's going on here?" Old Buddha and Old Dao Master were also startled and looked over.
Old Buddha's divine eye saw everything, and he said in surprise, "It seems like Emperor Qin is beating Qingyou Shanren, and Qingyou doesn't dare to fight back."
Old Dao Master laughed, "It seems he can't fight back, lost the initiative, and is suppressed by the Human Emperor's magical power."
On that immortal island, with mountains stretching continuously, two people, one old and one young, fought from the foot to the summit. Qin Mu's magical power was violent, transforming into a great hand seal pressing down. Qingyou Shanren dodged by rolling and tumbling. Countless lush trees were knocked flat by Qin Mu's palm, falling to the ground. Instantly, a great hand seal covering about an acre appeared on the ground!
Qin Mu fought openly and boldly, beating Qingyou Shanren from the bottom all the way to the mountain top. The summit was a great hall, with blue bricks and red tiles, and copper pillars as thick as water vats.
Qingyou Shanren was blasted into the hall. Qin Mu's steps were incredibly heavy. He swept a foot against a copper pillar. The Village Chief shook his head and called out, "Mu'er, this was the Jade Capital of the Former Emperor's era, a palace forged by gods and men. How can you dismantle it?"
Before he finished speaking, the copper pillar was snapped by Qin Mu's leg sweep. The Village Chief was stunned.
A youth nearby whispered an explanation, "Senior, this hall was later forged by Senior Uncle Qingyou. It's not as sturdy as the original hall..."
Over there, Qin Mu thrust his hands into the copper pillar and lifted the vat-thick column, using it as a spear to pierce into the hall.
Loud booms came from inside the hall. Although the copper pillar was thick, Qin Mu wielded it as deftly as a spear. The pillar broke through the air with a whooshing sound. But it was too large after all. After a few moves, the hall was riddled with holes, bricks and tiles flying everywhere.
Qingyou Shanren was in a wretched state. His hands finally caught the copper pillar, but then the pillar suddenly became incredibly hot, melted by Qin Mu's magical power. Molten copper flowed like water.
The molten copper flowed down from the pillar like water, then transformed into copper swords in midair. Ten thousand swords flew together, piercing into Qingyou Shanren's body.
Qingyou Shanren flew backward, crashing into the immortal mountain of another island.
Qin Mu exerted force with both arms and roared, pushing the melting copper pillar forward. He followed closely behind, crashing into Qingyou Shanren's chest and embedding him into the immortal mountain.
At the same time, Qin Mu's figure flew like a streak of light. He raised his knee and smashed it against the copper pillar.
The immortal mountain shook, and all the trees on it rustled.
The Village Chief and the three Little Jade Capital disciples quickly flew over. Just as they arrived at that immortal island, they saw Qin Mu pull the copper pillar out of the cliff. Then, grabbing Qingyou Shanren by the collar, he pulled him out of the cave and, with a swing of his arm, threw the elderforcefully to the ground. The ground let out a loud bang, and a large pit was smashed.
"I've long been annoyed by your endless chatter, without any decisiveness! And you made my Grandpa Village Chief cry! I'll beat you to death!"
Qin Mu turned his head to look at the four coming and grinned at the three Little Jade Capital disciples: "Don't be afraid. I haven't fought in days, just loosening up my muscles and bones, not seeking revenge or killing. Now that I'm done, I feel refreshed in body and mind!"
The three were both shocked and horrified. They looked down to see Qingyou Shanren lying flat in the pit in a spread-eagle position.
"Senior Uncle..." a girl said timidly.
"I'm fine!"
Qingyou Shanren lay there motionless, but his voice was still full of energy: "Don't worry about me. Let me lie here for a while."
The three felt relieved. A slightly older man said, "Senior Uncle Qingyou is fine."
Qin Mu looked at the three. One of them was his old acquaintance, Wang Muran, whom he had met once before.
Wang Muran was a disciple of Zhen Sanren. Zhen Sanren was one of the immortals of Little Jade Capital, who was invited out by the Eighth Imperial Uncle Ling Yinfeng to intercept the State Preceptor of Yankang and was killed by him.
The Wang Muran of those years was a mischievous boy. The first time Qin Mu met him, Zhen Sanren was fishing by the pool at the bottom of a waterfall below the mountain, while Wang Muran was throwing stones beside him. Yue Qinghong even said that this child must be his own, otherwise he would have been beaten to death long ago.
The Wang Muran of that time was mischievous, but after two years of not seeing him, he had become much more composed.
Zhen Sanren's death had dealt him a great blow, forcing him to mature. The boy's original innocence and mischief had vanished, replaced by steadiness and reserve. His clothes had also changed to black, his gaze appearing deep, with occasional flashes of spiritual light in his eyes.
Presumably, the motivation of avenging his master had driven him to train hard these past two years. It was also this motivation that made him lack the ethereal bearing of Little Jade Capital's immortals. His aura was extremely fierce, suggesting his techniques and divine abilities were very domineering!
Qin Mu had grown, and he had grown too.