818 Death of a Prince (2/2)

Prince Qiu Ming pulled back his hand and walked over with his hands behind his back. His footsteps didn't touch the ground, and he walked three feet above the air. He was untainted by dust, and he said indifferently, ”You have worked hard all your life, comprehended the Knife Dao, and finally entered the Knife Dao. This is truly laughable. No matter how hard you work, you will never be as high as my starting point. I used three moves just now, and they were great divine arts of three kinds of Emperor's Throne techniques. Each one of the techniques is a divine technique that you can only dream of getting! Even if you work hard your whole life, it's impossible for you to create such a technique, yet they are easily obtainable for me!”

Zhe Huali crawled out from the collapsed palace hall and propped himself up on his demon knife. He gasped for his breath heavily, and blood was foaming at his mouth. His body was swaying, and he seemed like he could collapse at any moment.

He wanted to fight, but his injuries were too heavy. He already had no more strength to fight.

Prince Qiu Ming continued to walk over. He looked at the struggling Zhe Huali and revealed a slight smile. ”A true Emperor's Throne technique can allow you to comprehend Dao in the midst of your cultivation involuntarily and comprehend divine arts of the path involuntarily. Even if my comprehension wasn't enough, the heavenly teachers of my celestial heavens would take the initiative to create an environment for me to enter the Dao, guiding me into the Dao.”

He said leisurely, ”You guys worked painstakingly and struggle between life and death in order to do so, yet you don't know how laughable it is for so many people like you to die just to enter a mere Dao. You are right, this is natural!”

He suddenly stopped in his tracks and looked at Qin Mu who was standing up.

The pillar in front of Qin Mu was already shattered from the battle earlier. Without Celestial Venerable Ling's poem in front of him, he had an unpleasant face.

”So Overlord Body Qin is also like this.”

Prince Qiu Ming said with a smile, ”You are thriving in the lower bound, and others call you cult master and overlord body, but in the eyes of the celestial heavens, you are all swine rolling in the mud, shrimps struggling to survive in a small pond.”

He had a slightly pitiful gaze. ”To the celestial heavens, the so-called overlord body, the so-called saint that appears once every five hundred years, and the so-called reform of Eternal Peace are all just a joke. You are all basically grasshoppers hopping around in an urn that could be squashed to death anytime. Even though my words hurt, this is the truth.”

Qin Mu opened his palm, and his sword pellet flew out to spin in his palm as he walked forward.

Prince Qiu Ming walked over and said with a smile, ”Overlord Body Qin, the reason I came down to the lower bound this time is to crush you grasshoppers. Now is a good time to get rid of you first.”

On his right hand, Qin Mu's index finger and middle finger came together as he clutched a sword technique. Raising his hand to tap on the heart of his brows, the sword pellet flew out from his sack and floated three inches in front of the heart of his brows to spin furiously.

Prince Qiu Ming smiled. Countless silver needles flew to him and collided in his hand to form a treasure sword.

Qin Mu's speed became faster and faster until he suddenly stabbed forward!

Hmmm—

A brilliant sword pillar stretched over ten miles!

Qin Mu's body shook, and he revealed his three heads and six arms. The other two right hands also raised up in succession to tap on the heart of his brows.

Hmmm hmmm—

The second and third sword pillar arrived one after another!

Prince Qiu Ming roared and also revealed three heads and six arms. The heart of his brows on all three heads split open and revealed his third eyes. His aura was also stronger than before, and his divine arts were even fiercer than before!

In an instant, he executed the great divine art from three types of Emperor's Throne techniques. The three types of divine art were different, and their power burst forth as he took down the three Opening Calamity Swords with brute force.

Suddenly, countless flying swords paused in the air and began to jump around in strange and unpredictable trajectories in front of his nine eyes. This caused his divine arts to miss.

The second form of Calamity Sword, Raising Calamity.

Chi chi chi. Sounds of swords piercing through his corporeal body rang out, and Prince Qiu Ming was covered in flying swords. His eyes revealed a look of astonishment.

”Xuandu God King's Body!”

He suddenly roared, and light flowed throughout his body. It was another kind of Emperor's Throne technique, and it was a god technique from Xuandu widely known for the corporeal body.

Light swirled around his corporeal body as flying swords were forced out of his body. Yet, in that instant, he saw Qin Mu's fist coming straight toward his face. Return of Thousand Palms Beyond the Strange Peaks of Heavens smashed ruthlessly on his body, and even Xuandu God King's Body couldn't withstand the impact.

Prince Qiu Ming heard the sound of his bones cracking, and this sound was coming from his chest. The cracking sounds quickly spread to his ribs, and his twenty-four ribs exploded out the front of his chest, exploding all the way to his backbone.

He went flying backwards.

He looked forward and saw Qin Mu's body coming to his face. He was currently lifting the golden willow leaf off the heart of his brows.

When the willow leaf was opened, Qin Mu's third eye was revealed.

Qin Mu's footsteps swirled around him, and every time he took a step, the third eye on one of the heads would shoot a beam of light out into Prince Qiu Ming's third eye. As he took another step, another head shot out another beam.

Qin Mu circled around him in three steps, and each head shot out a beam to pierce through Prince Qiu Ming's head.

Boom.

Prince Qiu Ming crashed into the ground and stumbled backwards. He had to retreat dozens of steps before he could stabilize his body. Countless silver needles flew over and formed a sword in his hand again. The tip of the sword pointed diagonally to the ground.

”You...”

He looked at Qin Mu, and his three heads suddenly exploded. His headless body swayed before collapsing in the dust.

”How dare you destroy my pillar and make me unable to read my poem in peace.”

Qin Mu snorted. ”And you still have so many things to say! Now I have to wait until the next reset to see the poem on the pillar, and it's all your fault. My Grandpa Deaf hates people like you the most! Bah—, I'll beat you to death!”