Lingyuan Immortal

Chapter 963: Beheaded with a Sword

After listening to his two junior brothers' words, Tao Fengbian had already formed a plan in his mind.

Song Qin's momentum is growing stronger. If they want to win the next battle, apart from the three of them, the only ones they can count on are Chen Mu and Zhong Zhenjun.

After pondering for a moment, he felt that this formation could not be lost, so he nodded and said, "Junior Brother Fu, you go and inform Fellow Daoist Chen yourself."

"Yes!"

Fu Danian responded and strode down the platform in two quick steps. Under the watchful eyes of the crowd, he walked swiftly to Chen Mu's desk and explained his purpose.

Then Chen Muxin stood up and transformed into a dazzling beam of light, soaring into the sky from the altar with a force that could tear through the clouds, and stood facing Song Qin from afar.

The Taoist priest surnamed Zhong below suddenly narrowed his eyes. Although he believed in his heart that Song Qin, who had already fought two battles, would most likely lose this one, he still hoped that Chen Mu would suffer some hardship. Even if he did not win, at least he would make it not so easy for Chen Mu to win.

Meanwhile, at the Liangyi Temple, everyone saw that the legendary disciples of the True Immortal Daoist lineage were taking the stage, and they all stood up and craned their necks to look, full of interest.

Some busybodies even pointed to the sky and asked, "Who do you all think will win this battle?"

Someone nearby raised their voice: "Elder Song has broken through two formations in succession. His Yin-Yang Dao principles are overwhelming and unstoppable. Even if that person has some background, how could he be a match for Elder Song?"

Some, however, were more cautious, analyzing: "Since this person comes from the lineage of True Immortals, he must be no ordinary person. However, Elder Song's spiritual energy intensifies with each battle, and even if the situation is unfavorable, he can still withdraw calmly. I believe the outcome is close to fifty-fifty."

After Chen Mu stood still in the clouds, he bowed, gave his name, and then designated the island he wanted to seize.

Song Qin seemed completely unconcerned, her eyes fixed intently on Chen Mu. Suddenly, she sneered, "A true immortal disciple? Today, I'll see whether you truly deserve the title or are merely a figurehead!"

Before she finished speaking, the whisk in her hand surged like a reversed Milky Way, its thousands of silver threads growing wildly and transforming into a bolt of lightning tens of feet long. It carried the rolling Yin and Yang energies, Yin on the left and Yang on the right, like two roaring ancient dragons tearing through the clouds and devouring Chen Mu.

That power was three times greater than when she had killed Mo Wenxiu before. Clearly, although she spoke of disdain, she had already used all her strength to crush this True Immortal disciple with the force of thunder.

Seeing this, the two spectators watching from below couldn't help but cheer.

At Fusheng Temple, Xu Rong and the others felt a sudden tightness in their chests. Even Fu Danian could no longer sit still and stood up to watch intently.

Faced with this Yin-Yang annihilation that could crush mountains and annihilate souls, Chen Mu simply smiled calmly, his body remaining completely still.

Liangyi Temple still holds the advantage, and a battle between the two sides is inevitable. Therefore, he thought that he should either not make a move or try to kill the enemy when he does, so as to reduce the pressure afterward.

Having witnessed Song Qin's two battles, he had a general understanding of her style. Although she possessed the cultivation of the intermediate stage of the Dao, she lacked the Dao fruit, ultimately only excelling in the inheritance of the Dao lineage. He already had a plan to defeat her.

Defeating this man is not difficult, but taking his life will require some effort...

Seeing that Chen Mu neither dodged nor avoided, Song Qin's eyes flashed with a sharp light, and she was secretly delighted. She hurriedly activated her Yin and Yang energies again. If she could trap him firmly in this silver silk killing array, she might be able to kill him on the spot, just like Mo Wenxiu!

"Well come."

At this moment, Chen Mu suddenly let out a soft shout. Without any visible hand seals or incantations, his body radiated blue light, as if he had transformed into the source of the deep sea.

The overwhelming power of water element instantly spread out, forming a seemingly gentle yet incredibly resilient and force-dissipating azure water curtain in front of him.

Boom!

The Yin-Yang Ferocious Dragon crashed violently into the water curtain, but the expected earth-shattering explosion did not occur.

The violent yin-yang killing force crashed into the deep water curtain, like a mud ox entering the sea; its ferocity was continuously dissolved and dispersed by the layers of ever-flowing water elemental power.

The water curtain rippled violently, creating towering waves, yet it remained resilient and unbreakable, firmly blocking Song Qin's deadly attack from three feet away from Chen Mu.

Since Song Qin mastered the "Two Elements Strangulation" technique, she had never seen anyone who could withstand it without using magic weapons or Taoist techniques, relying solely on their powerful magic power. She was greatly surprised, and her expression immediately changed several times.

Before she could change her move, a sharp glint flashed in Chen Mu's eyes.

"Thunder comes!"

He pointed his fingers like a sword and pointed them towards the sky.

In an instant, the sky above changed color. A terrifying bolt of lightning, as thick as a child's arm and gleaming with blinding silver light, tore through the clouds without warning, carrying the majestic power of heaven to judge all things, and struck Song Qintian's head with perfect precision.

This thunder is incredibly swift; it is none other than the Taiyin Thunder Heavenly Strike Technique!

Song Qin reacted extremely quickly. The yin-yang symbol behind her spun rapidly, her left hand used a whisk with silver threads that curled back to protect her head, and her right hand formed a hand seal, instantly condensing a thick shield of profound yin energy.

Click!

The divine lightning struck, shattering the Xuan Yin Qi Shield. The silver threads of the whisk were also charred black, with electric snakes flashing wildly.

Song Qin let out a muffled groan, her protective aura fluctuated violently, and her body involuntarily slumped slightly downwards, a few strands of her hair at her temples were even charred by the electric shock.

Although she was not seriously injured, her protective treasure was damaged, and her aura was momentarily stagnant, causing her previous overwhelming power to falter.

"Lefa?"

The spectators below were all horrified. When did the Azure Tide Pavilion acquire such a domineering thunder magic inheritance?

Song Qin was also sweating profusely, both shocked and terrified. She thought to herself, "This person is only at the initial stage of the Profound Gate Realm, how can his magical power be so formidable? Even compared to my senior brother, he's probably not much weaker..."

She knew that if she continued like this, she would inevitably exhaust her magical power, and at that time, she would not even be able to escape. She immediately had the idea of ​​retreating.

However, Chen Mu seemed to be strolling leisurely, achieving his goal with a single strike and not stopping at all.

He made a grasping motion with his right hand, and a strange magic sword, transformed from the inscriptions of the Six Ding Gods, instantly took shape.

The sword was swung out without any earth-shattering force, only a hazy sword light that was condensed to the extreme, seemingly capable of cutting through the void and annihilating all laws.

The sword light was ethereal and its trajectory was mysterious and unpredictable. In an instant, it pierced through the lingering power of the thunder and the chaotic yin-yang energy, heading straight for Song Qin's throat.

A warning bell rang in Song Qin's heart. She swung her whisk frantically, and the yin and yang energies gathered wildly in front of her, attempting to build layers of defense.

laugh--!
The hazy sword light, however, was like a skilled butcher dissecting an ox, precisely cutting into the weak points of the yin-yang flow.
The seemingly indestructible Yin-Yang barrier melted and collapsed rapidly like hot soup pouring over snow in the face of this sword light that contained the true meaning of "dispelling calamity".

Moreover, the sword light showed no signs of slowing down, heading straight for Song Qin's face.

Song Qin was horrified and could no longer care about anything else. She screamed, and the ancient jade pendant protecting her heart burst out with a dazzling light. At the same time, she desperately flew backward, trying to create distance.

At this moment, her face was devoid of any of her previous arrogance and confidence, replaced only by fear and disbelief. How could someone at the initial stage of the Dao Inquiry realm have forced her into such a wretched state?!
Little did she know that Chen Mu was waiting for this moment when she would lose her composure and retreat in panic.

In an instant, his eyes blazed with divine light, as if thousands of stars were illusory within them. At the same time, the second Dao Fruit hidden deep within his Purple Mansion received a touch of the "Six Ding Dispelling Calamity Sword" aura, as if the Dao Seed had blossomed and instantly produced a divine Dao Fruit!

High in the sky, the sword wheel behind the Taoist in white robes shone with a clear light, and the air around him became clearer as his gaze fell upon it.

"This swordsmanship..."

Qi Yunsu frowned and suddenly exclaimed in a low voice, "Not good!"

Before he could react, the hazy sword light in the sky quietly dissipated, replaced by Chen Mu's index and middle fingers joined together. At his fingertips, there was no dazzling light, nor any overwhelming aura, only a pure, utterly concentrated essence of his spirit and boundless divine will of the Six Ding Gods…

"Divine will, slay!"

Chen Mu uttered three words, his voice not loud, yet they seemed to contain the ultimate truth of the universe. He then gently drew his fingers forward.

An invisible and intangible yet real "sword intent" burst forth in an instant!

This sword intent transcends the concept of speed; it's as if the sword's edge arrives the moment the thought is directed.

It ignored the distance in space, ignored the last burst of protective light from Song Qin's body, and even ignored the Yin-Yang barrier that she hastily reassembled.

Song Qin felt a chill between her brows, as if a cold gaze had pierced her soul.

Next, all her movements, all her magic, and all her thoughts froze at that moment. The last thing she saw was Chen Mu's calm, unwavering eyes, which seemed to see through everything.

next moment--

puff!
A beautiful head, wearing a Taoist crown and still bearing a lingering expression of horror, shot into the sky.

The severed neck was as smooth as a mirror, without a single drop of blood splattering. The wound was instantly sealed by that extremely sharp sword intent!
Immediately afterwards, a blurry phantom of a primordial spirit, exuding yin and yang energy, fled in panic from the head. It was Song Qin's primordial spirit. She screamed incessantly, desperately trying to escape.

"receive!"

Chen Mu had already formed a hand seal with his left hand, his five fingers spread wide, and he made a grasping motion towards the fleeing primordial spirit.

The next moment, a cage made of pure water elemental energy instantly formed around Song Qin's primordial spirit, like a net that trapped her firmly within.

No matter how the primordial spirit struggled left and right, crashing against the cage and causing the water to sway, it could not break free.

With a wave of his hand, Chen Mu sent the water elemental cage that had imprisoned Song Qin's primordial spirit flying lightly back into his palm, where he casually put it away...

There was deathly silence between heaven and earth.

"hiss--!"

After a brief silence, countless gasps of shock echoed across the two altars.

At Fusheng Temple, after a brief moment of astonishment, several cheers erupted. Fu Danian was so excited that his hair and beard stood on end, and he slammed his hand on the table: "Excellent! What a magnificent sword light of divine intent! Fellow Daoist Chen's divine might is truly astounding..."

Yan Rongmu's eyes flashed with a sharp light, and he let out a long sigh of relief. His gaze towards Chen Mu was filled with realization; no wonder his senior and junior brothers spoke so highly of him.

Having recently returned to the battlefield, the Wu couple's dejection vanished, and they finally loosened their clasped hands, silently mourning Mo Wenxiu...

Aside from those few, the rest of the group did not show the expected surprise on their faces.

Needless to say, Zhong Zhenjun's face was so gloomy it seemed like it could drip water, making one feel that he should have been the protagonist of this scene.

The others wore complex expressions. On one hand, they were shocked by the terrifying strength Chen Mu had displayed; on the other hand, their worries were even greater—Song Qin was no ordinary rogue cultivator. If she were killed, how could the Liangyi Temple not be furious? If the Fusheng Temple made a mistake, their lives would no longer be in their own hands…

As expected, the Liangyi Temple was plunged into an ice cave!

Luo Feng suddenly stood up, his face ashen, his eyes filled with a mixture of anger and disbelief, staring intently at the calm figure standing in the air.

His comrades around him were pale and trembling.

Elder Song Qin... a powerful expert at the mid-stage of the Dao Inquiry realm, whose Yin-Yang Dao techniques were exquisitely profound, was actually... so cleanly and decisively beheaded and captured by a mere beginner cultivator?!

Who exactly is this Chen Mu? Is the lineage of True Immortals truly so terrifying?!

Standing atop the clouds, Chen Mu's gaze swept across the Liangyi Guan altar below. His calm eyes, however, were more oppressive than any provocation at that moment.

He didn't speak, but that invisible aura pressed down on the hearts of every cultivator in the Liangyi Temple like a mountain...

"call!"

Qi Yunsu suddenly rolled up his sleeves, a move that startled everyone, who thought he was about to break the rules and take action in anger.

But soon everyone realized that he had simply concealed Song Qin's physical body.

If the primordial spirit is not destroyed and the physical body is not ruined, perhaps... there is still a glimmer of hope.

Chen Mu did not stop them; he simply swept his sleeves around, carrying Song Qin's primordial spirit, and rode a cloud of energy back down.

From the moment he quietly activated the second fruit and unleashed that divine sword mark, it was only a blink of an eye before he captured the god and returned, and everyone finally awoke from their daze.

Fu Danian was the most enthusiastic, laughing as he stepped forward and patted Chen on the shoulder forcefully: "Fellow Daoist Chen, you beheaded him with a single sword strike! How wonderful, how wonderful!"

Yan Rongmu nodded with a smile: "Fellow Daoist Chen has made such a great contribution, Senior Brother should reward him handsomely."

Tao Feng laughed heartily and waved his hand, saying, "Why do I need to remind you, Junior Brother? We have already discussed this in detail with Fellow Daoist Chen, and we will certainly not treat him unfairly."

Upon hearing this, Chen Mu waved his sleeve and handed over the water prison that imprisoned Song Qin's primordial spirit: "How to deal with this person is up to Abbot Tao to decide."

Upon seeing this, even Tao Fengbian couldn't help but show a look of surprise.

Song Qin is a disciple of the Liangyi Temple lineage. He is not only well-versed in the inner workings of the temple, but also possesses its complete lineage. If one could learn even a little about him, it would be of immeasurable benefit to the Fusheng Temple...

In stark contrast to the fervent atmosphere at Fusheng Temple, the Liangyi Temple was deathly silent and oppressive at this moment.

Qi Yunsu stared intently at Song Qin's corpse, her face ashen and silent for a long time.

Although he did not value this junior disciple highly, the other party was still one of the disciples of the sect. How could he not be disturbed by such a sudden death?

Wei Cangdong suddenly spoke, his voice low: "Uncle-Master, when that Taoist Chen first used his technique, the sea surged and the waves swirled. Why did he suddenly use such thunder techniques and even divine sword techniques?"

"I am not very talented, but I can see that the lightning technique and sword light are not of the highest grade, but their power..."

Qi Yunsu remained silent. He had also sensed something amiss, but even with his level of cultivation, he couldn't see the flaw in it...

However, one cannot blame him for having great skills but lacking discernment; it is simply that the concealment ability of the immortal technique "Moon in the Water" is too unpredictable.

At this moment, Luo Feng said in a deep voice, "Although this person's cultivation is shallow, his Taoist magic is profound. Moreover, I have a feeling that he has not yet used his full strength. There are very few among us who can match him. If we encounter him again next time, I will deal with him personally."

Upon hearing this, the crowd below felt somewhat relieved and secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

Whoever takes over, as long as they're not forced to confront Chen Mu head-on, it's fine...

……

(End of this chapter)