Jintian tilted his head slightly, a cold glint in his dark eyes. Then, he lightly tapped his toes, and the layers of demonic energy beneath his feet rippled like pebbles falling into calm water.
Immediately afterwards, he shouted and thrust his spear out.
Beneath the layers of demonic energy, it possessed the majestic grandeur of Mount Tai.
The two collided heavily, and the world seemed to fall silent. As a buzzing sound resounded, a dazzling light shone from the point where the attacks intersected.
The light faded, both attacks disappeared, and everything returned to calm.
Seeing this, Jintian was overjoyed. He hadn't used his full strength in that shot, yet he had easily taken it, which was enough to show that Zhou Mu was already somewhat putting on a brave front.
Then, he looked at Zhou Mu and said, "If this is all you've got, then surrender."
Behind Zhou Mu, Jiang Jinyu was overcome with grief and collapsed from exhaustion. Hei Bo, Han Fei, and the others were still recovering from their injuries and trying their best to stop their rapidly depleting life force.
Only Feng Qitong remained standing quietly.
He tilted his head slightly and sighed, "Brother Mu, with the support of the Demon Army, Jintian has already reached the level of Demon Emperor, or even a mid-stage Demon Emperor. I'm afraid he's a bit..."
In fact, at this point, it's a dead end.
No matter how great the cost, it would probably be impossible to kill a mid-stage Demon Emperor.
Unless a being standing at the pinnacle of the Nine Provinces Continent, such as the Dragon Clan Chief or the God Realm King, appears, it is impossible to completely destroy Jintian.
Zhou Mu smiled faintly and said, "Aren't you underestimating me? Alas, I haven't had time to learn any martial arts techniques yet, so I can only imitate what you've taught me. I'll borrow your Rain of Pear Blossoms technique for now."
As soon as he finished speaking, Zhou Mu's eyes sharpened instantly, his pupils contracted to the size of pinholes, and vaguely formed the shape of a sharp sword.
Swish
A murderous aura quietly gathered.
splash ...
The next moment, the overwhelming killing intent materialized, like countless sharp blades, numbering in the millions in a short instant. Its majestic aura was even more powerful than the previous Rain of Pear Blossoms that Hei Bo had used.
As I got a little closer, I could feel a slight chill on my skin, as if countless sharp steel needles were piercing it.
Feng Qitong frowned slightly, slowly exhaled a breath of stale air, and felt a slight dryness in her throat.
On Zhou Mu's side, countless sharp sword blades were densely packed behind him, each blade condensing a wisp of cold light, making them extremely sharp.
At this moment, under Zhou Mu's command, these millions of sharp blades rotated in a formation based on the Five Elements and Eight Trigrams, shining with brilliant light and continuously accumulating power.
Then, seemingly reaching his peak, Zhou Mu flicked his finger, and countless sword blades shot out, carrying astonishing killing intent, densely packed like a torrential downpour.
Upon seeing this, Jintian merely sneered, and the surging demonic energy around him transformed into countless pitch-black longswords in front of him.
As he thrust out his sword, the rain of swords flew out in a flash.
Its imposing presence was in no way inferior to Zhou Mu's.
It seems he intends to confront Zhou Mu's "Rain of Pear Blossoms" attack head-on.
The saying goes, "When two armies meet on a narrow path, the brave one wins."
At this moment, neither Zhou Mu nor Jintian, who had an army of 100,000 as his support, had any way out.
Now, neither of them has much time left.
Zhou Mu has half a quarter of an hour left.
The time for the 100,000-strong army to conceal their presence is fast approaching.
In other words, both of them are nearing the end of their rope.
Boom
The two attacks collided heavily, like two meteor showers colliding. Amidst the scattered sparks, dazzling light burst forth, instantly illuminating the entire sky.
As a deafening sound ripped at everyone's eardrums, a peculiar and unpleasant odor rushed into their nostrils. Then, the brilliant halo disappeared, leaving behind a deep, dark void.
The imposing Jintian already had a look of victory on his face, and he couldn't help but show a look of joy.
This time, he used all his strength, aiming for a fatal blow.
As the invisible smoke dissipated, Zhou Mu was no longer seen in that area, and even his aura had vanished.
A smile suddenly appeared on Jintian's face, but before he could feel any joy, he felt a chill rush to his brain from behind.
His consciousness blurred for a moment, and when he came to his senses, he turned his head in a daze and saw a face that was both unfamiliar and familiar.
Zhou Mu grinned at him, revealing a set of white teeth, and curved what he thought was a warm smile at the corners of his mouth. "Hello, goodbye."
As soon as the word "goodbye" was uttered, a soft slicing sound, like a sharp blade cutting through flesh, filled the air.
Jintian's breath hitched suddenly, and then he felt his chest suddenly become wet. He looked down and saw a dagger gleaming with golden light plunged into his chest.
The spiritual power contained in the dagger was frantically devouring his life force; for a demon, the entry of spiritual power into the body was undoubtedly fatal.
"you……"
Jintian looked up, his pupils dilated, his face gradually turning pale. As soon as he opened his mouth, he felt a mouthful of thick, foul blood gushing out and instantly flowing onto the ground.
After losing contact with the demonic energy formed by the demon army, Jintian could no longer hold back and slammed his head hard onto the ground. The moment he landed, a burst of fire engulfed his entire body, and in the end, not even a wisp of his remnant soul could be seen.
Clearly, that seemingly invincible and powerful offensive was nothing but a smokescreen; the simplest attack was this silent approach followed by a gentle slash.
Zhou Tong, who was far away on the cliff, was stunned. He gasped for breath several times before his violently heaving chest gradually calmed down.
Immediately, that cold gaze fell upon Zhou Mu.
At this moment, Zhou Mu was almost completely exhausted and could barely stand. His body was becoming increasingly transparent.
Upon seeing this, Feng Qitong quickly stepped forward to protect Zhou Mu, her dark eyes filled with unconcealed heartache, her lithe body seemingly weightless.
Why would you do this?
The next moment, Feng Qitong choked out a sob.
Although the words were a complaint, the tone betrayed an underlying heartache.
He disregarded everything, at most never setting foot on the territory of the Nine Provinces Continent for the rest of his life, but Zhou Mu now doesn't even have the chance to see this world again.
Thinking of this, his heart suddenly tightened, as if an invisible hand was gripping it, making it difficult for him to breathe.
Zhou Mu, however, acted as if nothing had happened, and said with a faint smile, "I never belonged to this world to begin with, and now I can say that I have achieved my goal, hahahaha..."
Amidst hearty laughter, there was a cheerful and optimistic spirit.
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