Kill Me More Times, I'll Become Invincible-Chapter 374:

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The Immortal Mountain at the Mouth of the Sea, home to the Soul Predicting Path sect.

Taoist Qian Zhen paced back and forth in his home cave, feeling somewhat uneasy.

Ever since he saw a strange person with a deathly aura above Baichuan City, he had been like this.

Most people wouldn’t pay much attention to this level of unease.

But Qian Zhen was different.

As a cultivator from the Soul Predicting Path, he was skilled in fortune telling.

Whenever he felt inexplicably uncomfortable or had a sudden urge, Qian Zhen remained vigilant.

"Oh yes, there’s also Master Xuanji…" Qian Zhen remembered the strong deathly aura above his master’s head when he checked with his divination skills.

"The strong deathly aura symbolizes an impending death, it’s not far away."

"While destiny may not be fixed, changing fate is not that easy…" Qian Zhen worriedly thought.

He drank the tea just in time, causing Immortal Xuanji to interrupt in time, otherwise the consequences would be unpredictable.

But now looking back, did they really escape the imminent disaster that time?

"Otherwise, should I ask for a divination for Master to see if this journey will bring good luck or bad luck?" Taoist Qian Zhen thought to himself and then chuckled.

His level of cultivation is naturally not as high as Immortal Xuanji who has already reached the Nascent Soul stage.

When it comes to divination, it’s better for Immortal Xuanji to do it rather than Taoist Qian Zhen.

With this thought, Taoist Qian Zhen suddenly felt a flash of inspiration, furrowing his brows.

"Has Master… ever predicted his own fortune?"

Cultivators of the Soul Predicting Path often divinate before taking action.

Divination may not always be accurate, so it’s not completely reliable, but it provides some reassurance.

Taoist Qian Zhen actually has this habit… this habit was taught to him by his master Immortal Xuanji.

So the question is, why did Immortal Xuanji forget to perform a divination before going out this time?

Did he really forget, or…

"Is it because his main magic weapon is damaged, the divination failed, attracting bad energy, and his spiritual energy is obscured?"

Taoist Qian Zhen had this thought in his mind.

When the spiritual energy is obscured, it is easy to give rise to various desires, and sometimes strange mistakes are made due to temporary emotions.

Thinking back to the previous encounter with bad energy, Taoist Qian Zhen was not optimistic.

…………………….

Elder Xuanji is indeed in a bad mood now.

Elder Qingzhuo suddenly used a escape technique and surprised everyone by escaping.

The red-clothed female sword demon turned to look at the stone sword, she was very puzzled, completely not understanding.

However, Earth Sword Immortal said, "He feels the same way."

Earth Sword Immortal has been a longtime rival of Elder Qingzhuo, having been defeated by him several times before.

He had previously laughed at the red-clothed female sword demon as being outdated, but now he also couldn’t understand why Elder Qingzhuo suddenly escaped…

"Could it be that something really happened to that Great Dao Sect?"

This thought crossed Earth Sword Immortal’s mind.

In fact, he had a vague suspicion in his heart, but this suspicion seemed far-fetched, even though he was always unpredictable, he found it unrealistic…

Over the years, he had been defeated twice by the Nascent Soul cultivator Elder Qingzhuo.

The first time was after the Inhuman War.

At that time, he was the top warrior in Jiu Province, known as Earth Sword Immortal. His energy and strength were at their peak, but after encountering a cultivator, his fighting spirit waned and he couldn’t use his Heavenly Slashing Swordsmanship skill.

The second battle happened thirty years after the lonely city had fallen into disrepair.

When he took up his sword again, he was in his old age, his body weakened, his energy depleted, and his strength declining. However, his mind had advanced further. He eventually chose to give up his physical body and transform into a sword.

Even so, he knew he couldn’t defeat the Nascent Soul cultivator, and Elder Xuanji’s power seemed to rival that of the legendary Qingzhuo.

Therefore, he felt quite puzzled.

But the most contradictory person in his mind was Elder Xuanji, who stood on the same side as Qingzhuo.

"What is Qingzhuo thinking? Is he really afraid of a mere mortal?" Elder Xuanji couldn’t help but think so.

A Nascent Soul cultivator who had lived for over a thousand years wouldn’t suddenly act irrationally, so there must be a reason behind it.

But facing ordinary martial artists, is it necessary? For the large group of martial artists below the stage, about a hundred of them together are not enough for one Nascent Soul cultivator to defeat with a single spell…

Elder Xuanji was puzzled, confused, and restless.

These questions and restlessness were all brought by Elder Qingzhuo to him.

Unusual occurrences must have supernatural causes.

So, what should he do?

If he doesn’t run, it’s obvious that Elder Qingzhuo is up to something.

If he runs, he hasn’t even fought Qiao Mu yet, he can’t just run off like that.

Countless thoughts flashed through his mind, and in the end, he made a decision.

"Let’s try it first, find out more about this ordinary person."

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"If things go wrong, it doesn’t matter if the Nascent Soul Elder loses face and escapes."

Thinking this way, Elder Qingzhuo calmed his mind, temporarily cutting off many distracting thoughts.

"Palms of heavenly thunder."

Dark clouds covered the sky, swirling mist danced in the air with fierce winds, a huge vortex suddenly formed.

Immortal Xuanji stood in the eye of the storm of clouds and mist.

He held thunder in his hands, looking majestic like a heavenly god on earth, electric snakes in the sea of clouds constantly gathered in his palms, transforming into a radiant sphere of light.

Even though it was just dark and cloudy moments ago, now it was as bright as daylight.

The sudden brightness illuminated countless faces.

Many martial artists in the ruins of the mountain manor looked up at the sky, their faces illuminated by the lightning, but pale with fear.

With their martial arts skills, it’s hard to imagine how an ordinary person could resist such powerful force…

The difference between immortals and mortals is like night and day!

Cultivators are the rulers of this world. They have defeated ancient gods and demons, and even a Nascent Soul cultivator’s lifespan is longer than that of a human royal dynasty…

Don’t mention those ordinary martial artists.

Even the Earth Sword Immortal seemed less lively than before at this moment, falling into silence and instinctively looking towards his elder brother, Lu Yanbei, in the distance.

While Lu Yanbei remained calm, Earth Sword Immortal felt confused in his heart.

As the thunder illuminated the sky, turning it all white.

Qiao Mu held the King Qin Sword in his hand and looked up at the sky.

He had actually spaced out for a moment just now.

Qiao Xin is the true identity of Qiao Mu staying at Peach Blossom Villa, and just now, bandit Zhang Kui sent word that he has found out about bandit Wang Songhe, who is the current South King.

With news about Wang Songhe emerging and Earth Sword Immortal being close by, Qiao Mu naturally no longer wanted to stay here.

"Unfortunately, you can’t focus on two things at once," Qiao Mu suddenly remarked.

"At a time like this, you’re distracted?" Elder Xuanji looked down coldly, as bright light exploded from his hands.

"You’re right," Qiao Mu nodded and said.

"I still have matters to attend to in Nan Province, so I can’t stay here. That’s why…"

"Please just hurry up and die already."

He gripped the King Qin Sword, bending his legs slightly.

The ground beneath his feet suddenly collapsed, forming a small pit, but he didn’t dodge the lightning ball falling from the sky. Instead, he leaped into the air.

"True strength – Heavenly Dragon Eight Steps!"

A powerful True strength emerged from his body, causing the ground beneath his feet to collapse. A pale white energy radiated from his body.

Hiss, hiss, hiss, hiss!

In the blink of an eye, Qiao Mu moved swiftly through the air, taking eight steps in rapid succession, increasing his speed dramatically.

The Heavenly Dragon Eight Steps technique, also known as the Ascend to Heaven Eight Steps, is equivalent to a ninth-level jump, or can be seen as accelerating in the air eight times.

It seemed like even the air was pushed aside as he rapidly ascended, resembling a white meteor shooting towards the sky.

Elder Xuanji’s vision blurred as he saw a figure dashing towards the sky, colliding with a burst of lightning and a gigantic sword-like figure.

Slash!

Thunder roared loudly as the bright lightning ball, shining as bright as daylight, was forcefully torn apart in the midst of the abundant True strength.

Elder Xuanji saw a huge hole suddenly appear in the lightning-filled sky, while Qiao Mu’s King Qin Sword was shining brightly with electricity, soaring high into the clouds.

He saw a gigantic person-shaped sword swinging through the air in Qiao Mu’s hand.

At the other end of the swing, it was right at his neck!

Elder Xuanji’s mind was greatly shaken.

Confusion, anxiety, astonishment, fear…

All the emotions and distractions in his heart lost their colors at this moment, gradually fading away.

All perception abilities were almost disappearing, leaving only one thought in his mind…

Qingzhuo the old thief deceived me!

The sword light pierced through the thunder, and an old Taoist head rose into the sky.

Qiao Mu was exhausted at this moment, holding the King Qin Sword in one hand and casually carrying the head of Daoist Xuanji in the other hand as he plunged from high above.

Behind him.

The thunderous light ball that had been split in half suddenly exploded at this moment, with countless electric snakes shooting in all directions, accompanied by deafening thunderous roars.

In front of the descending Qiao family member, the martial artists only felt the brightness like daylight, unable to open their eyes completely.

Qiao Mu’s body plummeted and landed heavily on the peak of Sword Tomb.

With a loud bang, his knees bent slightly and cracks spread out from under his feet like a spider web.

The stone sword transformed by Earth Sword Immortal trembled slightly, pulled itself out of the soil, and silently faced Qiao Mu.

Earth Sword Immortal, who was known as the top martial artist in the world thirty or forty years ago, pressed with a sword that was unmatched in the world.

However, now this incredibly heavy sword, like a mountain, even moved his heart.

Until now, his wild guesses finally became true, understanding why Elder Qingzhuo fled without a fight just now—-

Just by his own fist!

Elder Qingzhuo, whom Earth Sword Immortal could not defeat, fled upon meeting him, while Elder Xuanji, with similar strength, only tested a bit and died on the spot under his sword.

"In the martial world of men, it seems there has been a breakthrough after me, Earth Sword Immortal," Earth Sword Immortal said softly.

His voice was low, slightly content, lacking his previous playfulness.

At this moment, he had a bit of the demeanor of an older generation.

Beside him, the red-clad female sword demon remained silent, quietly watching Qiao Mu’s face and the sword in his hand.

"Is this… real?" The red-clad female sword demon’s expression was extremely complex.

In the Sword Tomb, there were over a thousand swords hidden, with a thousand sharp swords, and fifty renowned swords with spiritual names… yet among all these swords, there wasn’t a single one capable of slaying immortals.

The sword that the Iron-hearted Layman had been seeking all his life, the Xianxia Sword, miraculously appeared in front of her?

"Is this the Immortal Slaying Sword that he had been seeking all his life?"

The red-clad female sword demon lowered her head, took a step forward, and asked earnestly:

"Could you show me your sword?"

Qiao Mu was puzzled, but still handed over the King Qin Sword in his hand.

The red-clad female sword demon took the huge sword with both hands, carefully examined it, and the more she looked, the more she felt something was amiss.

"This doesn’t seem right…"

"No, it’s just right," the Earth Sword Immortal interjected at this moment.

"Do you think that his sword, apart from being thick, long, and hard, has no other advantages? Especially its shape, it’s too rough, doesn’t look like a sword at all."

"Instead of calling it a sword, it’s more like a big piece of golden iron."

The red-clad female sword demon nodded slightly and spoke:

"This is not the immortal’s sword I expected, nor is it the one the swordsmith has been waiting for."

"You crazy woman, are you still out of your mind at this moment? Haven’t you come back to your senses yet?" Earth Sword Immortal shouted from the side.

"A sword is just ordinary iron, it’s named based on the person who wields it."

"Qiao Pianxin was able to kill an Immortal Gate cultivator, not because of a remarkable sword."

"This sword is not a divine sword for immortal slaying."

"Humans are the warriors who fight against immortals!"

Earth Sword Immortal’s words made the red-clad female sword demon stunned.

In the Sword Tomb, there was a sharp sound breaking the silence.

The thousands of swords that had fallen to the ground slowly rose up, turning towards where Qiao Mu stood, then slightly tilting downwards.

"Look, these swords seem to understand a bit of human nature…" exclaimed the martial artists.

"One sword punishes immortals, so should a thousand swords bow down?"

Among the crowd’s gasps, only Xue Changhe remained silent.

When he entered the Sword Tomb, seven famous swords resonated in the air, recognized by the Sword Demon as one of the top five talents in the history of the Sword Tomb.

The Nascent Soul Elders Xuanji and Qingzhuo arrived, easily dispelling the soaring thousand swords.

Indeed: A thousand swords soaring, no match for the mystical ways of the immortals; one sword punishing immortals, originally a worldly martial art.

Initially, Xue Changhe thought this was his great opportunity. Leaving the martial world this time, he wanted to make a name for himself and create his own legend of martial arts.

Today, Result ventured out and witnessed a legendary martial arts scene: whether it was the swords flying through the air, or the arrival of an Immortal Gate cultivator, these were rare occurrences in the martial arts world.

However, he feared that this martial arts legend might not be his own….

………………………………

Soul Predicting Path sect.

Taoist Qian Zhen looked up and gazed at the jade slips arranged on the bookshelf.

This was a crucial place in the sect, where the elders’ Life Jade Slips were placed.

As a disciple elder, he still had the qualification to come and inspect.

There was a faint crackling sound from the bookshelf.

Taoist Qian Zhen’s face turned pale as he stared straight at a jade slip that had just shattered.

"Did Master encounter trouble?"

He had a bitter smile on his face.

After a short while, several golden core deacons hurriedly arrived from the sect.

"Qianzhen, my junior brother."

"Elder Xuanji’s Life Jade Slip suddenly shattered, it might be in danger… Do you have any clues?"

Taoist Qian Zhen fell silent for a moment, recalling the scene of overwhelming death he had glimpsed before…