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The blade’s light cut through the air, blood fell like rain, and a half-destroyed body fell from the sky.

Even Qiao Mu’s remaining upper body showed a foggy grayness spreading at the broken edge, with life quickly fading away, and his body shrinking, the once mighty giant form becoming smaller.

This unexpected turn of events left the martial artists watching from afar speechless.

The era of Patriarch Lingyuan was too long ago, and they didn’t know what great power a Tao Achieving Stage cultivator possessed.

But in the past six months, Qiao Shuangtu’s unmatched reputation made even the Immortal Gate retreat, and he had long been famous throughout Jiu Province.

Most of the martial artists here came for that reason.

In the eyes of Great Dao Sect cultivators like Elder Qingzhuo, their ancestor was indeed a powerful immortal who could change the world by himself.

But in the eyes of these martial artists, Qiao Shuangtu was the unbeatable champion known across Jiu Province.

Therefore, the scene before them naturally filled their hearts with fear that was hard to express…

But suddenly.

They saw that only half of Qiao Mu’s body was left in the air, and he suddenly swung his sword down onto his own chest and abdomen.

His body had already been cut in half, and this time, it was directly struck above his waist, in the chest and belly area.

The sword’s light sliced through the grayish-white flesh, and another piece of his body fell down.

The wound spread gray mist quickly, a mixture of red and gray.

Clearly, even if a brave warrior tried to cut off his arm, it could not be so simple and completely eliminate the problem.

Amid the rushing blood, only a small part of Qiao Mu’s body above the chest and abdomen remained, yet he still held tightly onto his bone sword.

The end was already in sight…

Only a small part of his body remained; no matter how skilled he was at martial arts, he could not continue in this condition.

So he could only…

"Ex-human Transformation!"

The wound on his chest quickly wriggled and changed shape, turning into many small, dense air holes pointing downward.

Hiss, hiss, hiss, hiss, hiss, hiss!

At this moment, it was hard to tell whether what burst from the holes was airflow, true strength, or flesh and blood.

In the eyes of the martial artists on the ground, they saw a blood-red flame, with only Qiao Mu’s half torso left, shooting into the sky like a fired arrow.

Emperor Wuping instinctively held his breath slightly.

He could not have imagined that Qiao Shuangtu’s battle would be this brutal.

Beside him, Founding Emperor Yan had already moved.

"He still needs a sword."

Founding Emperor Yan placed his hand on the sheathed Human Emperor Sword at his waist.

This time he brought the young Emperor Wuping out of the palace, not just to let his own descendant simply witness!

"Though I do not have the magic potion to save lives, I have the sharp blade to take them."

The Human Emperor Sword at his waist was drawn, and the heavy, mountain-like yellow light suddenly appeared.

At the same time.

Above the clouds, Patriarch Lingyuan had already raised his eyes to look.

Patriarch Lingyuan naturally knew of Founding Emperor Yan’s existence long ago.

Those who gain luck cannot achieve immortality. Even though Patriarch Lingyuan has little time left, he does not want to directly suppress Founding Emperor Yan.

For him, Founding Emperor Yan, the wielder of the Human Emperor Sword, is like a poison with great danger, so he naturally wishes to stay away from it.

As he casually pointed his finger.

As Founding Emperor Yan had just drawn the Human Emperor Sword a little, he suddenly felt the world spinning, and in an instant, mist enveloped the surroundings.

"In a moment, have I already fallen into the Great Dao Sect master’s illusion?"

Founding Emperor Yan drew his sword but felt only confusion in his heart.

………………………

Hiss, hiss, hiss!

With just a half of his body remaining, Qiao Mu tightly gripped the bone sword, and the blood-red True strength rose to the sky like a blood arrow pointing upward.

His body was damaged, and his true strength was not complete, yet he still charged upward like a blood arrow, striking with the last sword of his life.

"Heavenly Slashing Swordsmanship!"

The blinding bloodline cut through the sky like a long rainbow, instantly drowning Patriarch Lingyuan’s figure within it.

But as the blood light gradually faded and Qiao Mu’s half body fell from exhaustion, he saw Patriarch Lingyuan still standing in the air.

And beside him, in the void, it looked like a heavy sea of clouds had been pierced by a divine sword, completely shattered in the middle, creating a giant hole.

"Missed?" With Qiao Mu’s deep martial arts, even at the end of his life, he could not possibly lose control over the direction of his sword light.

This was not a coincidence, but a certainty.

Patriarch Lingyuan’s face turned slightly pale.

But as he watched Qiao Mu’s half body fall, his tightly furrowed brows finally relaxed, and his expression returned to the calmness of a still pond.

This Heaven and Earth Anti Chaos Formation is a great array that can turn close distance into vast distances.

It shares a similar magical quality with the Mountain Protection Formation and the Nine Palace Mother and Child Formation of the Great Dao Sect.

Inside this great array, it almost becomes a small world operated by a Tao Achieving Stage cultivator, allowing peaks to hang upside down and short distances to feel like endless spaces.

Therefore, deflecting Qiao Mu’s attack is also not difficult.

However, when he looked back at the huge void in the sea of clouds beside him, his heart could not help but ripple.

The last time he faced such a critical moment was during the great changes of heaven and earth and the turmoil of Nine Heavens and Ten Earths.

"It’s good that it’s over," Patriarch Lingyuan said, lowering his gaze.

He had prepared a lot to deal with this Qiao Shuangtu, spending a significant amount of energy to set up the great array and control the Taoist soldiers, and as he stayed longer in the mortal world, his energy continued to diminish.

………………………………………….

Splash.

Qiao Shuangtu’s half-formed body fell into the dirt, splattering into a puddle of flesh, blood and mud mixed together and hard to tell apart.

As Founding Emperor Yan, holding the Human Emperor Sword, walked out of the maze, this was the scene he saw.

His face instantly turned pale.

The maze set up by Patriarch Lingyuan was created with just a thought; as long as it delayed him for a moment, it was already a success.

"Ancestor," said Emperor Wuping quickly upon seeing Founding Emperor Yan appear again.

"Should we leave… should we move away? This place is not safe for long stays."

Founding Emperor Yan looked around.

As the Qiao family member fought against Patriarch Lingyuan, mountains fell like blocks in a child’s hands.

Every time a mountain peak fell, it was like the shaking of the earth, and cracks appeared everywhere.

It was especially true the closer one got to the Great Dao Sect.

Founding Emperor Yan nodded with a grim expression. After what had just happened, he realized that if Patriarch Lingyuan really attacked him, he might not be able to protect his own descendants.

The two had just thought of turning around.

Suddenly, they saw a small mountain fall from the sky, and a cloud of dust rushed toward them.

Founding Emperor Yan stepped forward, shielding the little emperor behind him, as his true strength surged around them, blocking the flying stones like arrows.

When the dust settled, they saw that a broken mountain had appeared ahead, with many large and small stones blocking their path.

"Is the way back broken…?" The other martial artists preparing to leave were filled with fear.

These wandering martial artists mostly came from afar, wanting to see the invincible member of the Qiao family, just like how Qingxuan Road and the other Immortal Gates were cleared, they wished to clear this last Immortal Gate in the human world.

But when Qiao Shuangtu died in front of them, the sense of security in their hearts vanished, and fear suddenly arose.

"Wasn’t Qiao Shuangtu already unbeatable in the world?"

Some people looked at the broken mountains and shattered stones in front of them, then glanced at the cultivators from the Great Dao Sect in the distance, recalling the fear that cultivators had brought to martial artists before this peaceful half-year.

"Sigh, Qiao Shuangtu was already the number one martial arts leader in the world, so why did he have to get involved in this mess?"

In the crowd, a middle-aged swordsman dressed in tight clothing and carrying a sword, seeing the path ahead blocked, couldn’t help but grumble:

"Why did he provoke the Great Dao Sect? This has even brought out the ancient ancestor of the Great Dao Sect! Because of this, the city gate is on fire, and it’s us, the innocent bystanders, who suffer."

"The number one in the world! The martial arts leader! His name is already known everywhere. Who in the world doesn’t know his name… His skills are at their peak, and everyone knows his fame. Why would he still provoke the Great Dao Sect…"

"Now look what’s happened."

Although the other martial artists felt something was off, no one responded to him. But seeing their way blocked and fearing for their lives, they couldn’t help but feel resentment.

Founding Emperor Yan glanced at the few people who spoke but did not say anything.

"Why does a member of the Qiao family want to be against the Great Dao Sect…" Young Emperor Wuping furrowed his brows and could not help but speak up at that moment.

"Just now, that Qiao Shuangtu had a debate about ‘humans’ and ‘immortals’ with the ancient master of the Great Dao Sect, and you didn’t hear a word of it."

"Huh?" The middle-aged swordsman looked a bit confused.

Emperor Wuping and Founding Emperor Yan left the Imperial Capital, of course, disguised in common clothes when leaving the palace. One could only see their elegant clothing and outstanding demeanor, unlike ordinary people.

Not mentioning the middle-aged swordsman, Founding Emperor Yan glanced at Emperor Wuping upon hearing this.

"Why trouble ourselves with so many words? He did not understand earlier, and even if you explained, it would all be like showing off to someone who is blind."

"Ancestor, these are still the people of Great Yan…" Emperor Wuping argued.

"How can the righteous be disdained when they have buried their bones on the battlefield?" he further explained.

"Just now, the master of the Great Dao Sect and Qiao Shuangtu were discussing the difference between ‘human’ and ‘immortal.’"

"According to the master of the Great Dao Sect, since their strength far exceeds the ordinary, they are obviously not human but immortal. If they are immortal, then they should naturally be kindred spirits."

"If what he says is true, then the poor merely struggle to survive, while the rich are often unkind… Businesspeople naturally seek profit, so if they do charitable deeds, they may have other motives and cannot truly be selfless; if they are immortal, then they are certainly not like ordinary people and see the world as mere animals."

The middle-aged swordsman frowned and said:

"The poor often only know how to survive, while the rich are often unkind. Isn’t that true?"

He noticed that although Emperor Wuping was young, he had an impressive appearance and demeanor; although he felt angry, he still held back.

"You know, this is ‘often,’ not ‘always,’" the young Emperor Wuping continued.

"Mr. Qiao Shuangtu has become the leader of martial arts in the world, unmatched by anyone. Yet he insists on getting into this muddy water and opposing the Immortal Gate because he sees himself as human."

"He witnesses injustice and sacrifices himself for righteousness; he sees unkindness and dedicates himself to kindness."

"This is where the heart of the Qiao family lies."

"People see themselves and move because of others. And the so-called moving ‘mountains’ is simply moving the ‘mountains’ of the immortals. Now that I’ve explained this, can you understand?" said the young Emperor Wuping.

The middle-aged swordsman frowned.

Although the boy was young, the way he spoke hinted at his high status, as if he were giving a lecture. This made the swordsman angrier, but also made him more cautious.

Founding Emperor Yan looked at this descendant of his several times and felt a bit relieved.

He then spoke:

"Although he lacks in martial skills, he has quite a bit of scholarly spirit and still shows some youthful enthusiasm, which isn’t a bad path."

"But in the end, it is like throwing compliments at a blind person; it’s pointless."

"He didn’t understand before, and he still won’t understand now. There are indeed people in this world who cannot be reasoned with, you must learn to accept that—–"

"Who are you calling blind?" The middle-aged swordsman, though wary, finally became angry at that moment, drawing his sword and striking with it.

"See, he understood that I said he was blind." Founding Emperor Yan threw a punch, striking first with power that pierced through the swordsman’s chest, and in an instant, the swordsman fell to the ground bleeding from his seven orifices.

"Didn’t the ancestor just say to accept…?" Young Emperor Wuping was left speechless.

"You are the current emperor; you must learn to accept. But I am not, so why should I endure?"

Founding Emperor Yan used his lightness skill to carry Young Emperor Wuping, avoiding the falling rocks, and flew far away.

Emperor Wuping was being held by his ancestor, and all he could see were the fast-moving scenes on both sides.

His mind stirred slightly as he looked into the depths of the layered mountains.

He still remembered that it was not just one Qiao Shuangtu who was caught in the Great Dao Sect’s ancestor’s Heaven and Earth Anti Chaos Formation, but there were also nine other Qiao family members…

……………………

Qiao Mu opened his eyes and looked at the sky.

"This time, it was a tactical failure. If we try again… a few more times…"

Qiao Mu was not surprised that he was still alive.

Just like when he had once shot himself in the temple before going to the Western Province to find Martial Saint…

At that time, it was his subconscious desire to seek death that made him deliberately take one life early.

And this time was similar; after he saw the finish line, he made one last push.

Compared to being killed by Patriarch Lingyuan… he definitely wanted to kill Patriarch Lingyuan and reach the finish line first.

If there is nothing left in this world that makes him want to die, and if there are no immortals left, then he naturally would not need to pursue the Long Life Dream anymore.

To truly live forever in this world would indeed be a great joy.

So during this visit to the Great Dao Sect, he made many preparations… a flesh clone was one of them, and the other plan was:

He came at the right moment to refresh his chance to be revived after seven days.

According to the message from Long Life Lock, he has five chances to be revived every seven days.

From the time he imagined and created four flesh clones over four hundred years, until today’s attack on the Great Dao Sect, exactly seven days have passed.

If Patriarch Lingyuan does not engage in any arguments about immortals and directly battles Qiao Mu, then at that moment, Qiao Mu would truly have only one life left.

Of course, if he hadn’t set up any Heaven and Earth Anti Chaos Formation in advance, then the one who would have just died in battle would have been him.

With a single thought, he focused his mind on the Long Life Lock within his heart.

This time’s Death Assessment: SS (Immortal of the Mortal Realm)

Death costs lifespan: 6000 (60*100) years

Remaining lives this week: 4 out of 5

Qiao Mu’s gaze briefly passed over the Long Life Dream time of 6000 years.

Because he noticed something that caught his attention more.

In the ocean of his heart, the last chain on the serpent-shaped Long Life Lock had, for some unknown reason, covered itself with cracks.

Open his eyes to look again.

The sky in this Long Life Dream also clearly showed a shimmering chain stretching across the sky, covered with cracks of all sizes, already full of holes.

"The last chain is almost broken… but not completely?"

Qiao Mu looked at the sky with a blank expression.

Thinking it through carefully, there are only two possible reasons:

Either the final link of this Long Life Lock has broken, which is not something that happens quickly, but rather a long-term process.

Or this last link is different; it may require other conditions to completely break.

Qiao Mu no longer has the energy to think about the specific reason.

He only wants to know if, when this last link breaks, the time for this Long Life Dream will be counted in five hundred times or a thousand times.

"Time is not on my side; have I missed a great opportunity for complete death?"

Qiao Mu fell into deep thought.

……………………

Young Emperor Wuping was being carried by Founding Emperor Yan, and the scenery rushed by around them.

Just suddenly, he seemed to feel something, looked up at the sky, and saw an illusory chain running across the sky that he didn’t know had appeared, full of cracks, almost visible.

"What kind of strange phenomenon is this? It has never been in any history books!"

At first, he thought he was seeing things, but when more and more martial artists looked up at the sky, even the cultivators of the Great Dao Sect and Patriarch Lingyuan looked up, he realized something was wrong.