Invincible in Every Direction, the Mighty Left Helpless

Bass!!!

The light and shadow in the air seemed to form a tangible sword sheath.

Chu Tianshu gripped his sword, the moment he drew it.

The Sanqi Divine Sword seems to have been drawn from its sheath once again.

The "scabbard" formed by light and shadow remained in place, while his sword had already flashed three times.

The first sword strike, a flash of silver light, struck a spot on a pillar in the northwest corner of the main hall, only three inches above the ground.

The second sword strike, a silvery flash like a star, struck the inner wall edge in the southeast corner of the main hall, seven feet off the ground.

The third sword strike landed on a spot about two feet to his right front.

The three swords flashed in quick succession.

The complex force field created by the "Mountain-Moving and Shape-Molding Fist" momentarily trembled and fluctuated.

The Mountain King atop the main hall knew of this change almost instantly, without any need for any relaying process.

He could have easily countered this tactic.

The "Mountain-Moving and Shape-Molding Fist" and the "Mountain Collapse and Water Extinction Palm" are martial arts techniques created by two powerful figures who have been locked in a 90-year standoff, and they can almost be considered mutually reinforcing and mutually restraining.

Once the process of Mountain Moving and Form Shaping is initiated, the complexity of the material structure, the density, rigidity, flexibility, and waveform of the object can be said to change almost instantaneously, constantly shifting.

The state of the detection Mountain Collapse and Water Extinction was different from the state he faced when he actually made his move, so it was naturally difficult to achieve full success.

However, Chu Tianshu's entire Yuan Gong technique was perfectly coordinated, and he had reached the peak of his preheating.

From detection to the use of the three swords, the process was too fast.

After those three sword strikes, Chu Tianshu raised his eyebrows and looked up, wielding his sword towards the sky.

The force field within the main hall was activated, and the immense power of heaven and earth began to circulate.

The air inside the hall suddenly became clear.

That's because all the original dust was shattered by an invisible force, splitting into pieces that were even harder to detect.

Then came a soft "pop" sound, and a sliver of crooked light inexplicably appeared in the clear air.

The sounds that followed never had the chance to take shape as clearly as it did.

The entire hall was illuminated, like countless winding threads connecting to form a sea of light.

Because the previous three sword strikes precisely hit the pivot point in the force field, causing a shift.

This immense force did not act on Chu Tianshu, but instead converged and exploded in the direction the divine sword was pointing.

Boom!!!

A huge gap was torn open on the roof of the main hall, and a sheet of intense light burst forth.

The Mountain King suddenly flipped away, his left arm below the elbow disappearing from sight.

A blinding beam of light shot into the sky, even striking a white cloud in the blue sky.

The white clouds rippled and trembled, their edges appearing as if layers of silk threads had been stirred up, expanding even further.

Those are cloud marks formed by disturbed air at high altitudes; they make it look as if the cloud has grown larger.

Among the mountains, everyone who happened to witness this scene seemed to be captivated by it, speechless with astonishment.

Mahalun, ignoring everything else, had already drawn his knife.

The Saber Intent soaring through the air was like crimson lightning.

But as soon as he swung his knife, he felt something illuminate his forehead, his eyes, and his entire face.

The intense light that shot into the sky tilted down, like a giant blade held in someone's hand.

Laugh!!

With such lightness, the speed of this "sword" strike was even faster than his Saber Intent.

The moment the Saber Intent left its edge, Mahalun's head was instantly crushed in two by the intense light.

That's right, it wasn't split in half, but rather pressed in half.

Before that beam of sword light, his head seemed as if it were made of clay.

As the light pressed down, a significant amount of flesh disappeared from the middle of the head, and the sides were also severely deformed.

While the intense light was terrifying, the speed at which the energy was released and dispersed was also far too fast.

After a powerful, skyward strike, it was then swung down in a downward slash, splitting open Mahalun's head before the light vanished.

This sword strike didn't completely cleave Mahalun's body in two, but it had already taken his life.

Clang!!

Chu Tianshu placed his left hand on his waist and grasped the crescent-shaped red lightning Saber Intent.

His sword was even faster; the sword light had already killed the sword master, and the Saber Intent had only just reached his waist.

The strange rotating force in this Saber Intent seemed to have a desire to break free from his palm, circling his wrist and arm, and continuously spiraling upwards to cut.

But the knife's owner was dead, so this thing couldn't escape his grasp at all; he applied a little more force with his five fingers.

The red current dissipated, Saber Intent collapsed.

Chu Tianshu's eyes sparkled, but his lips were slightly pale.

The power of that beam of light made even the swordsman feel a chill run down his spine.

But in just a moment, he took a deep breath and regained his composure.

"Where are you going?!"

Chu Tianshu shouted and flew out through the gap at the top of the main hall.

While still in mid-air, his eyes were already locked on his target. With a tap of his toes on the air, he changed direction and flew down the mountain.

The mutated Mountain King is flying down the mountain.

Swarms of locusts had already descended upon the crowd, swarming and biting everywhere.

This newly bred swarm of locusts not only devours plants extremely quickly, but they even bite people.

Many of those still near the Heavenly Craft Canal and the arena were originally participants, and they all had some injuries.

Those who were previously poisoned and, although they swallowed the pills, have not yet regained consciousness are the most unfortunate.

With their robust physiques, even when unconscious, ordinary swords and knives cannot pierce their flesh.

But these locusts can bite a small hole with just a few bites, and with just that small hole, they can suck blood.

The others attacked the locusts in the air haphazardly, but physical attacks were too inefficient, so they unleashed their Fist Intent instead.

"What kind of insect is this? How could it withstand the Fist Intent?!"

The giant warriors of the Golden Wu Guard also looked surprised.

They sensed that these insects seemed to be able to distribute the mental attacks across the entire swarm.

Despite the barrage of Fist Intent from the group, they managed to kill only a few of them, instead emboldening them to become even more ferocious.

Nie Hongxian, carrying the Divine Drum, flew here, but for a moment she didn't know how to use the fungus.

Unexpectedly, the locusts, upon seeing the green mycelium on the Divine Drum, flew over on their own initiative. After taking a bite, they seemed to become dizzy and disoriented, flying erratically through the air.

Each locust that ate the fungus gradually developed bluish mold on its Shangdu.

But they can still fly for a while, come into contact with other locusts, and those other locusts also quickly show signs of mold.

The insect developed mold spots, stopped biting, and flew slower and slower.

The Viking envoy, protecting the heavily wounded prince, smashed the approaching locusts to pieces, when he suddenly realized something was wrong with his movements.

Previously, when we swatted locusts, it was like blasting open a metal shell, with fragments flying everywhere.

These few punches exploded into puffs of green mist, each one making a damp, wet "poof poof poof" sound.

The Viking envoy was startled. He quickly withdrew his fist, gathered his strength, and shook off all the green spots on his hand. He then held his breath and retreated.

Although the prince was treated by Chu Tianshu, he still had a heart injury and was barely breathing, so he couldn't hold his breath.

A moldy spot on a locust unfortunately landed on the prince's wound; it dissolved upon contact with blood and disappeared.

The Viking envoy was very anxious. After waiting for a while, he saw that the prince had not changed at all, and had not grown mold spots like those insects.

Another terrifying aura approached from behind.

The Viking envoy turned around immediately.

A humanoid monster flew low into the sky, darting and circling around.

Most of the renowned masters in the world had seen the portrait of the Mountain King. Upon seeing this monster, they immediately had some guesses and became even more vigilant and fearful.

The monster was missing half an arm and never touched the ground.

But wherever he went, locusts swarmed onto him.

The worms, which had been plump and juicy before, seemed to have poured all their life essence into the monster's pores, causing them to rapidly shrivel up, and then another batch was replaced.

The missing half of the arm began to grow at a speed visible to the naked eye.

They release swarms of locusts to devour nutrients, but when necessary, they can reclaim them for themselves.

The Viking envoy felt his heart pounding wildly. He didn't care about anything else and prepared to grab the prince's collar and run away.

Suddenly, a human figure flew through the air and slashed through the swarm of insects.

"You wretched child, don't you have any dignity? You've only lost half a hand, why are you running away?"

Chu Tianshu flew through the air, his sword flashing wildly, pulverizing the surrounding insects, while thunderous voices boomed as he shouted.

"You were having so much fun bombarding me just now, why don't you stop and let's have another go!"

Chu Tianshu was somewhat helpless for a moment.

He had already expended a lot of energy using the same attack method as before. Although he had the "General Outline of Superior Methods" which integrated different types of primordial energy, and the Great Void Cultivation Body which catalyzed his vitality, allowing him to recover his energy quickly.

But even in a short time, it's likely they won't be able to fully recover their energy.

That monster, despite possessing such high martial arts skills, lacked the resolve of a true master and showed no interest in fighting Chu Tianshu.

They charged in with such ferocity, but after losing half a hand, they showed no intention of engaging in battle.

Chu Tianshu's anger surged.

What's even more frustrating is that he finds himself struggling to keep up.

Although he possessed superb lightness skills and could fly through the air.

But that monster's martial arts skills were no less than his, and it even had wings—three pairs in total!

Fortunately, he was missing half an arm, which made him less balanced.

Although Chu Tianshu couldn't catch up with the Mountain King, the Mountain King couldn't shake off Chu Tianshu either.

Those locusts, though edible and plentiful, are of questionable quality in terms of their vital energy.

It's impossible for the Mountain King to restore his combat power to its original state using an arm that has been restored with such inferior blood and qi.

Most likely, the goal is to completely restore balance so that they can shake off Chu Tianshu and escape as quickly as possible.

However, the speed at which the fungal powder spreads is indeed quite fast.

The Mountain King deliberately avoided the infected locusts and soon discovered that the remaining locusts were not enough for him.

Suddenly, he changed direction and flew towards a jungle at the foot of a mountain.

Hidden in the jungle was a monk in a cloak, beating a leather drum in his hand.

People are beating drums here, and to others, it sounds like eighteen drumbeats, but they all seem to be coming from other directions, making it impossible to find their true hiding place.

The Mountain King, however, always found its target accurately, swooping down from mid-air.

The monk felt the tree canopy above his head suddenly split into four pieces. When he looked up, a strange claw had already gripped his skull.

Choke!!

From afar, a silver-blue Sword Qi shot out and severed his neck.

The Mountain King only managed to grab its head before flying away, unable to take its entire body with it.

In mid-air, he swallowed the blood and qi from the head, threw away the withered head, and let out a low, buzzing groan, feeling greatly dissatisfied.

But he didn't go back to look for the body; instead, he chose another direction and flew off.

Chu Tianshu delivered a final blow above the jungle, blasting the remaining corpse to pieces to ensure it could not be used again. Then, he kicked off a treetop and sped away in pursuit.

Nie Hongxian looked up.

Two long, trailing shadows could be seen stretching across the sky as they descended towards the mountains.

The afterimage in front always rose again as soon as it landed, while the afterimage behind followed closely in pursuit.

A seemingly ordinary merchant guild tent.

The one-eyed Aduoluo sensed something was wrong with the battle. The terrifying clash of the several auras on the mountaintop seemed to have ended with an aura that didn't belong to his master gaining the upper hand.

At this moment, the drumming sounds from the fellow disciples also disappeared one by one.

He immediately stopped playing the drum, lifted his robe to cover the small drum, and got up to leave.

Unexpectedly, as soon as he stood up, his body suddenly stiffened.

One breath!

Two breaths!

Three breaths!

For a full three breaths, Aduoluo remained motionless.

His face showed shock, anger, despair, and regret; his lips tried to move, but his tongue was numb, and he couldn't speak.

How could this happen?

My uncle clearly said that he would, through some unseen means, ensure that the situation before launching the plan would be in the most favorable position for them!

The Sogdians were assigned to lead the raid on the Imperial Astronomical Bureau and the palace, but why did they fail to draw back the mountain's skilled warriors to their aid?

Why was it that even with the help of his martial uncle, Tian Zhu was still unable to get close to Hai Donglai before someone noticed something was wrong?!

Why couldn't Mahalun and his master, the Mountain King, kill Chu Tianshu even when they joined forces?!

With a whooshing sound, the tent roof was torn open.

The Mountain King descended from the sky, its right claw as large as a winnowing basket, and slashed down towards Aduoluo's head.

Just as his hand was about to touch Aduoluo's head, his compound eyes, which resembled those of a locust, noticed something amiss.

Aduoluo's stance at this moment is with his left foot stepping forward.

On either side of the sole of his left shoe, the tips of a thumb and a middle finger are faintly visible, gripping the sole.

The person who made the move had their entire hand still hidden in the ground, with only two fingertips sticking out, and had already restrained Aduoluo.

Even so, it did not escape the eyes of the Mountain King at this moment.

The claw suddenly retracted before it even touched Aduoluo's head.

The person underground seemed to sense something, and spat out a blow from their palm, which landed on the sole of the shoe.

Aduoluo's body jolted, and his head flew off his body as fast as a meteor, crashing into the palm of the Mountain King.

The Mountain King dared not allow the force contained in that head to strike his hand, so he had no choice but to unleash his own force to counter it.

The head instantly exploded into dust.

The headless body was also crushed by the shockwaves generated by the two palm strikes.

A red shadow suddenly emerged from underground.

Hai Donglai, who was hidden underground, tugged at the red robe and cloak behind him, and with the cloak fluttering like a spear, he shot out.

Mountain King unleashed a powerful punch at the "red spear," which itself carried a wave-like energy.

The Mountain King's punch shattered the red spear, but the shockwave caused his wings to tilt.

Chu Tianshu had already caught up, his hand gleaming with silver light, his Sword Qi flashing rapidly.

In an instant, a hollow vortex made of silver sword marks almost formed in front of him.

Mountain King was completely trapped in this vortex.

The Sword Radiance twisted inward, and the Mountain King exerted all his strength. In an instant, he seemed to have grown a thousand legs and a hundred arms, and his head and shoulders were a chaotic blur.

His compound eyes clearly saw the weak points of every Sword Radiance, and even when his head and shoulder collided with the sword for a brief moment, he was not injured.

However, after withstanding the barrage of Sword Radiance, Chu Tianshu smiled.

The three pairs of wings on the Mountain King's back were all severed by the sword light.

During his lifetime, the Mountain King did not possess wings, nor did he study wings in his martial arts training.

Under normal circumstances, he can master one method and understand all methods, freely using his insect wings to generate power.

But when he was forced to use all his strength to resist the sword strikes, he could no longer protect his six wings.

Boom!!!

Hai Donglai burst out of the ground, stood up, and slammed his palms towards the Mountain King's feet.

The Mountain King's body lurched violently from head to toe.

Just as this fluctuation reached the Mountain King's neck, Chu Tianshu spun around at lightning speed and swept his sword across.

The Mountain King's head was severed, spinning rapidly as it shot into the sky.

Hai Donglai out a long roar and unleashed a series of palm strikes, a hundred strikes in an instant, shattering the Mountain King's corpse into pieces.

Previously, we could only destroy his soul; this time, we'll blast him into dust, leaving not a trace of blood.

In an instant, the blood was transformed into water vapor and blood clots by the force of Hai Donglai.

Colorless water vapor burst open, while the blood clots mixed with the gray-black powder, scattering and flying away.

There was absolutely no blood left.

Chu Tianshu landed gracefully, his divine sword humming softly as he exhaled slowly.

"What a pity. That move on the mountaintop was really powerful. If he had chosen to fight me again then, he could have at least exchanged a few more blows."

Hai Donglai stopped, gazing at the dust filling the sky, and said, "He is no longer the Mountain King."

Just as Chu Tianshu was about to speak, he suddenly looked to the east.

The ground cracked open, and a figure emerged.

Mofu's eyes were black holes, and his face was covered in blood, yet he was still facing this way.

Chu Tianshu asked, "Not dead?"

"I rushed here, and only had time to kill Tian Zhu and gouge out Mofu's eyes."

Hai Donglai had a faint fist mark on his right waist. He reached out and dusted it off twice, saying, "This guy's skill is quite good, but it's a pity he's too greedy. Otherwise, I wouldn't have been able to blind him so easily and shake him off."

Chu Tianshu his sword and walked over. "Your Fist Intent is nothing but greed, isn't it?"

Mofu smiled. "It's actually fear."

As Turks, yet standing too high and seeing too far, there were too many things to worry about and fear.

What will the future hold for the Turks?

The greater the fear, the greater the greed.

"Should we use fear to fuel greed?"

Chu Tianshu suddenly understood, "But if you do that, fear becomes your underlying nature, and you'll never find a way to truly overcome it."

Mofu sensed the experience in his tone.

If the other party had only been belittling him, Mofu could have continued to laugh, but upon hearing these words, Mofu's face twitched involuntarily.

What will you do?

"Acknowledge every characteristic of it, make it more organized, until it can be transformed."

Chu Tianshu's figure flashed past, and he slashed open Chu Tianshu's neck with a sword.

"But you're blind, so there's no point in talking to you about this."

Mofu didn't cover the bloody gash on his neck; he simply understood something.

Dharma Master Zengming did not lie to them; in some mysterious way, Dharma Master Zengming had indeed guided them to the most advantageous situation.

Unfortunately, even in this most advantageous situation...

The enemy's fundamental character and resolve are strong enough to withstand unforeseen changes and allow them to turn the tables.

So incredibly powerful, without a single flaw!

Chu Tianshu flicked the blood off his sword and turned around.

Mofu's body slowly fell to the ground.

What appeared in Chu Tianshu's field of vision was a group of people who had fallen silent in the mountains.

Envoys and soldiers from all four directions were watching this side.

The conflict has ended, and the chaos has subsided.

The swordsman in blue and white robes, the terrifying battle on the mountaintop, that soaring sword light—any master could feel the terrifying killing power within it.

The red-robed man, rumored to be nearing his death, fought his way from the mountaintop to the ground, traversing the depths of all the arenas, yet no one noticed.

Both of these incidents are equally frightening!

No one would dare to continue fighting when faced with two people like these.

Chu Tianshu surveyed the powerful figures from various countries, and after a long while, lightly flicked his longsword.

Hai Donglai looked at his sword and chuckled.

"Your longsword is sharp but useless, for the heroes have already surrendered!!"

(End of this chapter)