946 You Aren’t Bad (1/2)

Above Luo Wushuang, the sword collided with the divine art as thousands of divine arts clashed above his head, causing their powers to explode and shatter the sky above him.

One terrifying wave after another fell, and the silver needles in Luo Wushaung's body had already melted from the incinerating heat. The good thing was that although he couldn't use his magic power, his body's cultivation stayed there.

Although Qin Mu and An Qingyu's power was extremely spectacular, they paled in comparison to him, an expert at the Numinous Sky Realm. The aftermath of their divine arts hadn't hurt him yet.

He looked up and saw that their divine arts were of equal power. Some of Qin Mu's flying swords were blocked, while some flew past An Qingyu's divine art and towards him.

An Qingyu's divine arts were like towering white waves that came one after another to drown the flying swords while rushing towards Qin Mu.

It was then that both of them steadied themselves and stopped backing off. They each took a stride forward to receive each other's swords and divine arts, heading towards the peak at the speed of thunder and lightning.

An Qingyu received Qin Mu's flying swords. He shook his wings, and countless green-gold feather swords revolved around him to block the incoming flying swords!

”Feathers' Shrouding of the Sky!”

He rushed forward, towards the barrage of flying swords, choosing to accumulate his aura instead of dodging Qin Mu's swords. He aimed to accumulate his aura to the maximum and kill Qin Mu with one strike!

On the other side of the mountain, vital qi rushed out of Qin Mu's head and morphed into a Heaven Bell that fell downward.

Clang. Clang. Clang.

The Heaven Bell vibrated relentlessly and blocked An Qingyu's divine arts. It soon shattered, but another one took its place.

He ran along as the bell tolled relentlessly, his aura growing stronger and stronger. He clearly had the same idea as An Qingyu.

When two warriors face on a narrow path, the braver one wins. Although this wasn't a narrow path, the victorious warrior would be the braver one!

More flying swords flew towards An Qingyu, which collided with his feather swords, causing a dense amount of clashing sounds. Suddenly, a flying sword broke through the divine art of Feathers' Shrouding of the Sky and went straight for An Qingyu.

Feathers' Shrouding of the Sky was a sword skill he founded. However, due to the lack of reforms in the celestial heavens, An Qingyu saw no flaws in his skill, while Qin Mu saw flaws everywhere.

An Qingyu still ran forward like crazy as the halo behind him shook. It was a blessing given by Celestial Venerable Hao that could block the flying swords.

Yet, more and more of them burst through the Feathers' Shrouding of the Sky from every angle and with greater intricacy. Even Celestial Venerable Hao's blessing could no longer block them.

An Qingyu waved his hand to block them and used various divine arts. He was still fast as he ran towards the peak, and he still retained his aura.

He couldn't give up his accumulated aura, nor could he stop, which caused his divine art to not be as perfect and strong as usual.

Chi.

A flying sword flew straight into his body.

An Qingyu bit his teeth and pressed on. The primordial spirit at the celestial palace on the back of his head still pummeled towards Qin Mu. The Heaven Bells kept ringing and being crushed. In the split second before the bell could be regenerated, his divine art hit Qin Mu's body, heavily injuring him.

Chi.

An Qingyu was hit by another sword, and then another one, which entered his chest.

Chi. Chi. Chi.

In the blink of an eye, there were ten more flying swords stuck in his chest. Blood flowed from his mouth, yet he still smiled. He refused to stop and had a strangely bitter aura!

The peak of the mountain and Qin Mu were within touching distance.

Yet, one of the swords stuck within him had its divine art burst forth. The structures of his corporeal body and his divine bridge were ruined. Another sword gave off a sword light before it cleaved into his divine bridge!

If his bridge collapsed, Qin Mu would no longer have to do anything. His own celestial palace would crush him!

An Qingyu saw that his death was soon approaching!

”My Celestial Venerable has ordered me to do so!”

He rushed towards Qin Mu, smiling, his white teeth dyed red with blood. His aura exploded in a unique way as he shouted, ”I must bring Celestial Venerable Mu's head to him! While I can't take away his head, I can take away his life! The way to kill Mu!”

”Letting Loose of the Heavenly Feathers!”

His brutal aura reached its peak at this moment. Vast amounts of feathers were behind him as his corporeal body and primordial spirit also became feathers, morphing to form an incomparably powerful divine art as he lunged towards Qin Mu.

Luo Wushuang looked up and saw the two of them collide at that moment. This terrifying force was sent into their air, sweeping through it and flattening everything in the clouds.

The force struck down and fractured the mountain and the waterfall. It was as if two-hundred-mile-long snow-white sashes were picked up by the hurricane and were drifting in the wind.

A grunt came from Qin Mu. This Letting Loose of the Heavenly Feathers divine art was aimed at his countless weak points. It aimed to transmit its power into his body and contort his corporeal body.

He heard the sound of his own finger bones cracking, followed by his hand bones and his arm bones. It soon reached his neck and skull.

A crisp sound of cracking came from his chest, sounding as if it were two firecrackers exploding. The sound went from his chest to his feet!

Dong. Dong.

Qin Mu and An Qingyu were separated, and they landed on the two mountains of the peak that had been split into two by their collision.

Suddenly, a pak sound emerged, and a blood hole burst open on Qin Mu's skin. It spurted out blood as a feather stained with blood drifted out.

Pak. Pak. Pak. Pak. All over his body, his skin blew open, and green feathers flew out one after another. They danced around Qin Mu, seeming as if they wanted to bury him in feathers.

Opposite him, An Qingyu revealed a smile from his shaking body as he said, ”Celestial Venerable Mu is truly worthy of the title of Celestial Venerable. I couldn't do anything using my own paths, skills, and divine arts. However, while my divine arts failed, my Celestial Venerable's divine art didn't. I finally took you away…”

”Not bad, An Qingyu.”

Qin Mu's body shook as the blood and flesh of his injuries grew back. The broken bones reconnected themselves, while the crushed ones regrew, and the spoiled blood became new blood again. It was as if Qin Mu was reborn.

He lifted his palm and attracted water from the waterfall to wash away the blood on his body. He said, his aura still in peak condition, ”You managed to injure me. Celestial Venerable Hao should be grateful that he has a disciple like you under him.”