Chapter 533 Part 1

Chapter 533 Part 1: Qiao Mu (1)

The giant finger blocking the sky exploded into countless tiny golden fragments, vanishing into nothingness.

A mist of blood gathered together and transformed back into Qiao Mu’s form.

The Undead Immortal Lord slightly squinted his eyes.

His arm, which Qiao Mu had broken with one strike, was pulled back, but in just a moment, it returned to its original state.

His face remained calm, showing no hint of sadness or joy, as if the person whose arm had just been severed was not him at all.

This made Qiao Mu furrow his brow ever so slightly.

The so-called Immortal Lord is merely a title for the older and more powerful True Immortal, while the essence of life of the Undead Immortal Lord is no different from that of the Immortal Yanshen.

After countless experiences of defeating Immortal Yanshen, Qiao Mu had a clear understanding in his heart—

The Undead Immortal Lord was not unscathed; his celestial body had already been injured.

However, the Undead Immortal Lord, knowing his body was harmed, seemed not to care at all. This was not merely a disguise… This attitude of treating his wounds and life as if they were trivial made Qiao Mu feel a faint sense of familiarity.

"That’s interesting." The Undead Immortal Lord nodded slightly.

Just a moment ago, when Qiao Mu introduced himself and returned to the battlefield, he was a bit distracted.

The mention of the name Qiao Yanyan naturally sparked discussions among the martial artists.

The Undead Immortal Lord’s consciousness covered Jiu Province, and in a short moment, he heard many things that he found quite interesting.

During that brief moment of distraction, his finger, which he pressed down from the sky, was interrupted.

"Qiao Yanyan?" He seemed to smile as he looked down at Qiao Mu from afar.

"Are you the elder of the Qiao family who is fifty thousand years older than Qiao Yi?"

"Yes," Qiao Mu replied seriously, looking at the Undead Immortal Lord from afar.

"It seems this one is indeed special. There are many tricks involved." The Undead Immortal Lord spoke with a teasing tone as he faced Qiao Mu.

At this moment, the Undead Immortal Lord remained calm and composed.

"Really? I have more than just flowers; I have great things."

Qiao Mu moved like lightning, his true strength forming clouds beneath his feet, and in the blink of an eye, he had crossed the barriers of the great world and entered the vast emptiness.

Once his essence, energy, and spirit merged into one, they could transform into each other, creating a cycle; his body could almost be seen as a small world of its own.

His physical body expanded rapidly at an incredible speed, and in the blink of an eye, a giant that could be called a towering figure appeared in the boundless emptiness.

The so-called Kuafu tribe is actually the descendants of ancient gods and demons, differing greatly from ordinary humans, though they may look alike.

The Divine and Demon Cultivation Method of the Kuafu tribe is completely different from the martial arts and immortal paths of humans, and thus cannot be practiced directly.

For thousands of years, Qiao Mu has merely imitated this method of spiritual refining to pass the long years.

Although he also tried to use Shape Changing Skill to mimic the body of the Kuafu tribe, he ultimately could not succeed.

Until the moment the martial arts true body is achieved and a complete transformation takes place.

After more than a hundred thousand years, using the Kuafu tribe’s Divine and Demon Cultivation Method as the foundation, the mortal’s Spiritual Refining Martial Art, "Sun Chasing Sutra," finally succeeded.

The ancient Kuafu tribe people were very special, with a seed of "sun" in their hearts.

The higher the "sun" in their hearts, the larger their bodies could grow.

When Qiao Mu touched the Human Emperor Sword again after many years, he made a great vow in his heart:

He wanted to bring this chaotic world back to its original path.

Whether it is the True Immortal destroying the world or the Great Collapse… it should not be the final fate of the mortals who have struggled and fought for so long.

"Sun Chasing Sutra · Shape Changing Skill · Kuafu Divine Demon Body!"

In the vast emptiness, surrounded by countless stars, Qiao Mu, transformed into the Kuafu Divine Demon Body, opened his eyes.

It seemed as if endless light and heat burst forth from the giant’s eyes, like two blazing suns shining brightly, impossible to look at, truly like a god appearing in the world.

At that moment, even the calm and composed Undead Immortal Lord unconsciously looked away, as if scorched by this sun-like gaze, unable to meet it.

And at this moment, Qiao Mu had already moved.

"Buddha’s Palm."

He pushed his palm forward; it was a simple action that seemed slow. But boundless golden light gathered in his giant palm, shaking the vast emptiness around.

Xue Changhe and the others looked up in confusion, as if they were watching a god from a little box; the Undead Immortal Lord, who had just pressed down like he could break through the sky, now seemed as tiny as a bird in Qiao Mu’s mighty presence, standing like a true god.

At this moment, the scene was quite similar to the previous one, only the roles of attack and defense were reversed.

In the Undead Immortal Lord’s view, this giant palm had transformed into a sky covering all directions.

The vast emptiness, despite being so wide, was now completely overshadowed by this golden palm, leaving no way to escape or resist.

"Big and pointless." The Undead Immortal Lord remained calm and composed.

Waves like water rippled around him, and his figure twisted and blurred like a flower in water or the moon in a mirror, about to disappear.

The warriors of the Kuafu tribe from back then were merely defeated underlings of the True Immortal. Their size represented the most basic fighting, while he, as a True Immortal, was skilled in the way of space. Even with no path to walk in any direction, he could find a way from nothingness.

But this ripple had just appeared.

With a rush of golden light covering everything, it seemed as if the endless void was cracking under the giant golden hand, revealing collapsing mountains and rivers and images of falling skies.

Under the shadow of the illusion, the Undead Immortal Lord, whose figure was still rippling like water, trembled, his celestial body cracking inch by inch, blood spilling everywhere.

The Undead Immortal Lord subtly frowned.

A cultivator’s techniques rely on their understanding of the great ways of heaven and earth to freely manipulate the forces of nature.

But now, under Qiao Mu’s palm, his essence, energy, and spirit had merged into one. It was not just extreme strength and power, but also the refined skills of spiritual martial arts achieving ultimate mastery.

When the giant hand of Giant Kuafu came crashing down, the surrounding space became chaotic, like a powerful wave sweeping through, abruptly interrupting his spell.

"Breaking the spell with strength?" The Undead Immortal Lord’s face changed slightly, and he gained understanding.

Breaking a spell with strength does not mean overpowering it with sheer force.

The path of a martial artist does not discuss understanding the great laws or relying on the power of the world, but instead masters the disturbance and shattering of the outer world with the inner world of the heart.

If the spells of the immortal path create huge waves on a calm lake, Qiao Mu’s punch did not rely on any borrowed strength or the lake itself, but stirred the water, disturbing and shattering everything in front of him.

"This kind of mortal martial arts is almost the opposite of the immortal path—"

The Undead Immortal Lord lifted his head and saw the massive hand descending, covering the surrounding starry region like a canopy, gradually filling the once boundless space and shrinking.

Until his form was completely swallowed within it.

In the silent tremor, brilliant golden light burst forth like the rising sun. With nowhere to escape, the body of the Undead Immortal Lord was instantly shattered.

Just a moment later, his figure quickly gathered into shape again; the True Immortal body is hard to destroy. It can only perish completely when it is utterly exhausted.

Qiao Mu did not stop either.

After practicing martial arts for 170,000 years, his experience was vast like an endless ocean. Even the force of one palm could not spend all his ocean-like wisdom, so he struck with overlapping shadows of dozens of palms.

As the golden light faded on one side, it flared up again on the other, covering everything.

The body of the Undead Immortal Lord gathered and scattered, then scattered and gathered again.

Only when the presence of the Undead Immortal Lord finally vanished into the void did he come to a halt.

The towering Giant Kuafu stood in the vast void, with only a shattered field of tiny planets in front of him, and no trace of the Undead Immortal Lord remained.

"The presence of the Undead Immortal Lord is gone?" Immortal Diyuan’s face showed a hint of joy.

However, Qiao Mu did not relax.

The Undead Immortal Lord was indeed dead, but he died with such calmness that there was not a hint of fear of death on his face.

This way of acting truly reminded Qiao Mu of his former self.

"If you act recklessly, you will die. If the True Immortal really wants to survive, even a True Immortal with a weaker skill like Immortal Yanshen could last for a long time in my hands, only disappearing after being pierced a thousand times."

"As for the Undead Immortal Lord… it seems he really has no fear of death."

"He is not afraid of death at all; perhaps he has some way to save his life but is too lazy to use it. After all, if he dies, he can always start over…"

Just as this thought crossed his mind.

Qiao Mu’s expression suddenly stiffened, and he felt as if he had collided with an invisible blade; his body split in half along the middle of his forehead, and blood mist spread from the wound.

It wasn’t just Qiao Mu.

This invisible blade seemed to split the sky, and even the ground beneath him cracked silently, forming a narrow, long chasm that stretched to the edge of his vision.

The figure of the Undead Immortal Lord appeared once more. He had returned from the dead, looking just as he did before, as if he had not died at all.

"Is that the Undead Immortal Lord?" Immortal Diyuan felt a jolt in her heart.

The Immortal Lord is one of the older True Immortals, and the Undead Immortal Lord, known for his immortality, must have extraordinary ways to preserve his life.

But she never expected that, even after his body and spirit were completely exhausted and destroyed, the Undead Immortal Lord could come back as if nothing had happened.

"No, it’s not just his injuries that have healed…" Immortal Diyuan gazed from a distance.

Trees have growth rings, and people have life cycles; even the Eternal True Immortals are no exception… Yet when Immortal Diyuan looked over, she noticed that the Undead Immortal Lord who had reappeared had a life cycle that was clearly different, suggesting that many thousands of years had passed.

Even though only a brief moment had passed, the Undead Immortal Lord who appeared again seemed to have aged thousands of years, and his magical powers were much stronger.

Previously, his spells had been defeated by Qiao Mu, and he had no way to escape under the giant hand of Buddha’s Palm.

Now, as he appeared again, he struck the massive giant in the void, splitting its body in two.

Blood mist spread around the wounds on both sides of Qiao Mu’s body as he was about to reunite with his physical form, but he soon felt something unusual.

To the naked eye, the two halves of his body seemed only a very thin line apart.

But in his intuition, this thin line felt farther away than the ends of the earth, as if separated by an entire world.

Even his spiritual senses began to blur, making it hard to feel the other half of his body that had been sliced apart.

"Buddha’s Palm!" Qiao Mu stopped trying to restore his body and instead struck out with his palm, golden light gathering in his hand, shaking the air.

Just as he struck, the void in front of him twisted and warped.

In the distance, the Undead Immortal Lord created dozens of identical figures that flickered in and out like stars, sometimes far away, other times right in front of him.

"Now, it’s time for you to die," said the Undead Immortal Lord coldly.

At that moment, his fingers moved in front of him, as if playing an invisible ancient guqin.

As the Undead Immortal Lord moved his fingers, Qiao Mu’s body began to crack apart again, splitting into two, then four, then eight.

With each twist of the void, every piece of his body was scattered into countless small worlds, each farther apart than the distance between stars, making it hard even for spiritual senses to reach.

In the end, Qiao Mu’s body completely turned into a misty cloud of blood.

Before everyone could recover from their joy, the dead Undead Immortal Lord had returned and swiftly killed Qiao Mu, who stood tall and proud.

However, the Undead Immortal Lord still had no sign of happiness on his face; he remained as indifferent as before.

He squinted slightly, his mind shaking the void as he looked down at the land of Jiu Province, saying calmly:

"So, who are you this time?"

He had a half-smile and said, "According to your naming pattern, is it called Qiao Sanyan Yan?"

Everyone followed the Undead Immortal Lord’s gaze and saw that, in the barren land, another member of the Qiao family had appeared out of nowhere.

The appearance of the Qiao family member was actually expected by them. The Qiao family of Jiu Province has a long-standing tradition of seeking revenge for blood relatives. Once a descendant dies unjustly, an elder will use a once-in-a-lifetime teleportation to come.

This is a legend that has been passed down in Jiu Province for more than fifty years.

This could not surprise them.

What surprised them was the performance of the Undead Immortal Lord in this battle, as well as the meaning he hinted at in his words.

"Qiao Shuangyan." Qiao Mu also had a flat expression.

Until he took the Human Emperor Sword that fell from the sky, the slight numbness on his face quickly faded away.

Each time during the long Long Life Dream, he had to repeatedly use the No Move No Thinking Skill, giving his body to the instinct of martial arts.

No matter how long the years passed, when he once again grasped the Human Emperor Sword, he would naturally awaken from the Long Life Dream.

"Qiao Shuangyan?" The Undead Immortal Lord’s lips curled up slightly, forming a faint arc.

"Next, is there still Qiao Ruoyan and Qiao Zhuoyan? You must have looked through so many strange words; your dictionary must be worn out!"

"Are you still not tired of playing house with your Qiao family members?"

The Undead Immortal Lord’s words were not shouted from his mouth but were sent out as thoughts, spreading across the vast land below in an instant.