"Quite daring."

"Facing your death, yet you dare provoke me?" Qin Yisheng's face was cold.

"No, no, I'm just giving you a reminder."

"All your secret agents are mine now. Tell me, is it possible that I already know your purpose for coming here?"

"Maybe I've already set a heavenly net here." Chen Mu replied with a smile.

"Bluffing!"

Qin Yisheng sneered.

"Only two people knew I was coming here—one accompanied me, and the other is my substitute commanding the troops."

"Those two are my confidants, have never touched White Bird City's 'Rootless Scripture', so there's no chance of betrayal."

"There's no way my whereabouts were leaked." He snorted coldly.

"Surrender and let me take your divine weapon, and I'll give you a swift end."

"Otherwise..." he showed a cruel and icy smile.

"So, is this handiwork of your accompanying confidant?" Chen Mu looked into the distance.

At this moment, the Little Ring Mountain not far from White Bird Lake had completely disappeared, even the Truthful Listening Divine Power couldn't track its trace.

"What divine skill is this?" he asked curiously.

"This is the Shrinking Thousand Mountains, able to tamper with the universe." Qin Yisheng glanced around the empty space with a slight smile.

You really explained it to me.

"Are you stalling for time?!" Chen Mu raised an eyebrow.

"Did you realize?" Qin Yisheng smiled lightly.

"Too late!"

"If you had immediately fled at the start, you might have made it back to White Bird City."

"Now, the divine weapon and scripture reciter are isolated thousands of miles apart; the divine weapon has no more power. I advise you to surrender obediently."

"Is that so?"

Chen Mu also chuckled lightly.

"Did it never occur to you why I'm willing to chat with you for so long?"

He opened his right hand, a subtle aura appeared in the palm.

"Nightmare Victory Spell! Kid!"

Qin Yisheng's complexion changed, alarm bells ringing in his mind.

Just as he wanted to act, Chen Mu's gaze hardened.

Let's turn around, darling!

Inside the Daoist Foundation Jade Seed, the Yellow-skinned Gourd spun around. The Nightmare Victory Spell activated, locking tightly onto Qin Yisheng.

Netherworld Qi!

Poof!

A pale yellow light suddenly surfaced behind Qin Yisheng's head.

Almost the instant the Netherworld Qi appeared, Qin Yisheng's figure vanished abruptly. When he reappeared, he had already escaped several hundred meters.

Yet that pale yellow light followed closely, without waiting for him to react, it penetrated into his brain with a puff.

Qin Yisheng's body stiffened, his aura rapidly dwindling.

"Run?"

"I was already guarding against you!" Chen Mu snorted coldly.

The opponent's sudden appearance made him suspect that the opponent might either have swift movement technique, or could use the Shrinking Thousand Mountains Divine Power for Breaking Sky Flying Escape.

Luckily, the Nightmare Victory Spell locked onto his qi mechanisms, otherwise he would indeed have let this guy escape just now.

"Great General of Three Paths City, wielding immeasurable divine power in every battle?"

"Ha!"

Chen Mu sneered, preparing to find the person who used the Shrinking Thousand Mountains Divine Power.

With a crisp snap, a blood-red crack suddenly appeared on Qin Yisheng's Bone Sword.

Chen Mu turned to look.

He found that the previously stiff Qin Yisheng rapidly revived. In the blink of an eye, he was no longer the weak and dying figure of just now.

A kind of life-saving divine skill?

He actually evaded the Netherworld Qi's fatal strike?!

Chen Mu's heart jumped.

His Dao was insufficient; he could only cast Netherworld Qi once a day, and now this strike failed to kill Qin Yisheng.

Not good!

...

"You damaged my Seven Kills Bone Sword..."

"Damn it!" Qin Yisheng's face turned cold, his figure suddenly disappeared, and in a blink, he was beside Chen Mu.

The Bone Sword sliced through the air, aiming to cut at Chen Mu's neck; the Innate Protective Qi Mechanism and Heavenly Demon Armor were effortlessly bypassed by the eerie Bone Sword.

Chen Mu immediately used Longitudinal Rainbow Light to escape several hundred meters.

Yet Qin Yisheng stuck to him like a bone tumor, just as Chen Mu appeared, he materialized behind him.

The Bone Sword silently pierced through the air, heading straight for his back.

Chen Mu quickly leapt forward, dodging the blade.

At the same time, black and silver mist surged from his body, a large dragon head emerged from Chen Mu's back, speeding to collide with Qin Yisheng.

Candle Dragon!

Qin Yisheng was utterly unflustered, shouting as the Bone Sword swung upward.

Poof!

The previously unstoppable Candle Dragon Dharma Form was easily split in half, reverting to black and silver mist!

Chen Mu's heart skipped a beat.

Turning sharply, a beam of black and white light shot out from his forehead.

Boom!

Qin Yisheng swung the Bone Sword, the Yin Yang Qi acted like a solid ball and was instantly deflected by the long sword.

"Useless, useless, useless!"

"The Seven Kills Bone Sword can break all methods; no matter how strong your divine skill is, it's useless!"

"Surrender obediently, maybe you can suffer less, or else..."

Threatening me again?

Chen Mu squinted, just as the Fifth Rank Seven Emotions Curse activated.

Wow!

Earlier, Qin Yisheng had been arrogantly threatening, and suddenly felt an overwhelming sadness. Then... he began uncontrollably sobbing.

Qin Yisheng: "..."

"Is the Fifth Rank Seven Emotions Curse really this useful?" Chen Mu was immediately amused.

Enhanced by the divine weapon, the Seven Emotions Curse leveled up.

Besides strengthening the ability to absorb and attract seven emotions, it gained the ability to provoke other's seven emotions.

He hadn't had time to test it carefully, and then Qin Yisheng just appeared.

Upon using it, he didn't expect such effectiveness.

Look at that, the previously cool and arrogant General Qin turned into a crying victim instantly.

...

The wave of sadness came and went quickly, within just a few breaths Qin Yisheng recovered.

Tears still marked his face, yet his expression was twisted and somewhat ferocious.

"Yuanji, block the heavens and earth, stabilize the void; I'm going to cut him into a human stick piece by piece!"

He shouted angrily.

Then...

Wah!

General Qin started wailing again.

Qin Yisheng: "..."

Damn it, will it ever end!

Chen Mu nodded with a cheeky smile.

If you keep spouting threats, I'll keep making you cry.

The next moment.

Buzz!

An invisible force descended.

Chen Mu clearly felt something gelatinous in the air, as it became thick. The Longitudinal Rainbow Light could still be used, but the ability of the Jade Cicada Dao Foundation to Shrink the Earth into Inches was significantly restricted.

Is it that Shrinking Thousand Mountains Divine Power again?

"Heaven and Earth are blocked, you can't escape by breaking through space, let's see how you can jump around now!"

With the Bone Sword in hand, Qin Yisheng's figure flashed and appeared to Chen Mu's left side.

The Bone Sword cleaved through the air, thrusting at Chen Mu's armpit from a tricky angle, seemingly aiming straight for his heart along the gap of the ribs.

Chen Mu suddenly turned around, a crescent-shaped Yin Mist appeared above his head, he grasped the lower end with both hands and swung it down fiercely.

Clang!

The blade precisely hit the tip of the Bone Sword.

Bam!

A gust of wind erupted from the point of impact.

Qin Yisheng only felt an enormous force from the sword, causing him to uncontrollably fly backward.

This doesn't make sense!

Isn't this person supposed to be adept at the Dragon Taming Divine Power? How is their strength so formidable?!

Blade striking sword tip? Could he also be skilled in Close Combat Killing Techniques?!

Qin Yisheng's pupils involuntarily shrank.

"Stabilize the void? Restriction breaking sky flying escape?"

"This suits me just fine!"

Chen Mu grinned.

Myriad Ghosts Possession!

The power of a hundred thousand ghosts surged in, his body swelled and rose suddenly, transforming into a small three-meter giant,

with indigo skin, bulging muscles, and mysterious silver patterns all over. His eyes burned with a strange red, as if housing countless frenzied consciences.

Holding a human-high Yin Mist Moon Blade in both hands, Chen Mu's figure flashed and appeared in front of Qin Yisheng.

Ha!

The Moon Blade slashed horizontally.

Qin Yisheng instinctively raised the Bone Sword to block.

Bam!

A sharp pain came from his arm, and he was struck like a ball, sent flying through the air by a single slash.

Before he could find a way to halt his retreat, a massive figure emerged behind him.

Swish!

The gigantic black Moon Blade slashed again.

Like a hot knife through butter, Qin Yisheng didn't have time to react before being cut in half at the waist.

With a crisp crack, a blood-red crack appeared once more on the Bone Sword.

Qin Yisheng's two halves vanished, reappearing intact several hundred meters away.

At that moment, he seemed perfectly untouched, as if the incident of being sliced in two was a mere illusion.

Yet, Qin Yisheng's expression was incredibly grim.

Dying yet again, and to easily being killed in close combat, which he prided himself on.

Just who is this person?!

In past times, utilizing the Seven Kills Bone Sword Breaking Method at close range, relying on the Ji Zhaoshen Divine Power to substitute death, trading life for life, was invincible. Even a Commander in the area could be easily slain.

He thought that by cutting off the Scripture Reciter and indirectly sealing the Divine Weapon, he could easily seize Chen Mu.

Unexpectedly, once the opponent discovered the Divine Skills were useless, it was like he became a different person.

Even more bizarre, and terrifying than when using divine skills!

Before the thought was fully processed, a chilling layered voice suddenly sounded by his ear.

"You actually dared to divide your mind?"

"I want to see how many lives your substitute divine power has!"

Qin Yisheng abruptly looked up, finding the previously visible figure had vanished.

He felt a grip on his heart as if being seized, instinctively turned around with his sword raised.

But it was ultimately too late.

Splurt!

A fine head soared skyward.

Chen Mu's form materialized at the scene, watching Qin Yisheng resurrect yet again in the distance, smiling with a mouthful of white teeth.

Trade life for life? Close combat?

Ha!

Before I started cultivating immortality, I was already an outstanding martial artist, best at close combat killing!

Holding the Yin Mist, Chen Mu resembled a gray lightning bolt, charging once more at Qin Yisheng.

Clang clang clang!

The vigor burst out everywhere.

Qin Yisheng struggled to swing his long sword to fend off, yet each time was beaten away like a ball.

If he was even fractionally slower, his head would be chopped off.

Crack crack crack...

Three, four, five... the blood-red cracks on the Bone Sword multiplied.

The once fine Bone Sword was about to turn into a Blood Patterned Sword.

With a discontented expression, Qin Yisheng made a peculiar gesture.

Swish!

His figure suddenly disappeared.

In mid-air, Chen Mu swung and hit only empty space. Immediately, the Truth Listening Divine Power swept across, yet he could find no trace of Qin Yisheng.

The thick air gradually dissipated, and the vanished Little Ring Mountain began appearing on the horizon, slowly drifting toward White Bird Lake.

Did he run away?

Chen Mu snapped out of it.

I haven't even had my fill of chopping, and you just up and ran away.

He wore a displeased expression.

And he was supposed to be the Great General of Three Paths City.

Just that, nothing more!