Tycoon War God

Chapter 781: One Sword Shatters the World!

The pipa was as sharp as a knife, each note a killing blow.

A cold snort boomed like a dragon, choosing its prey to devour.

The raging dragon roared as blades of sound interweaved. A novel form of sonic assault emerged for the first time within the Ancient Land Sect.

The hitherto invincible Palace of Heavenly Sound had finally met its match.

AWOOOO!

The Gigantic Dragon swiped its claws down, shattering countless blades of sound. Fragments shot out in all directions, plowing deep furrows into the ground. The relentless blades of sound sliced through the dragon’s scales and severed its claws. It seemed the initial clash was a stalemate.

But as the Gigantic Dragon’s strength waned, it unleashed another roar.

BOOM! The formation of sound blades exploded, blasting a straight chasm into the earth.

BANG!

The flute shattered, and its music died.

The Foundation Building Immortal from the Palace of Heavenly Sound who controlled the magic flute let out a muffled grunt. She stumbled back seven or eight steps, her face and hands riddled with blast marks. More importantly, her spirit trembled, showing signs of demonic invasion.

With a single strike, Lin Mu had shattered her Dao heart.

"Foreigner! You injured my junior sister! You deserve to die!"

An angry shout echoed from within the clouds. Yet even in rage, the voice carried a rhythmic beauty that was strangely pleasant to the ear.

Following his voice, the sounds of various instruments began to play. The sounds of the guzheng, guqin, pipa, and xiao rose, joined even by the grand resonance of chime bells.

A magnificent yet chilling melody stirred the winds and clouds, transforming the very world. The Palace of Heavenly Sound had altered the battlefield environment with its power alone.

In the distance, a Foundation Building cultivator was caught off guard by the music. His eyes glazed over and his body briefly seized up.

Qing Que’s eyes lit up as he shot out a scarlet beam of light.

The cultivator’s body trembled once, then fell silently to the ground.

"Palace of Heavenly Sound! Are you looking for death?!" the remaining nine Foundation Building Immortals surrounding Qing Que roared in fury.

But Qing Que just laughed loudly. "My thanks to the fellow Daoists from the Palace of Heavenly Sound for the assist!"

Before his voice had even faded, Qing Que took a flying sword to the back as his scarlet Extreme Realm Consciousness lashed out again.

PFFT! PFFT! PFFT!

This time, three Foundation Building Immortals fell.

Since the battle began, seven of the thirteen Foundation Building Immortals had already perished.

The remaining six, their eyes burning with rage, attacked Qing Que with the desperate ferocity of those willing to die to take him down with them. They were all born after the fall of the last exiled immortal of the extreme realm from the Celestial Northern Dipper Pavilion. As such, they were unaware of the true terror such a being represented. Now, after dozens of exchanges, they were finally experiencing it firsthand.

An exiled immortal of the extreme realm at the twelfth level of Qi Cultivation, surrounded by thirteen Foundation Building Immortals, had still managed to annihilate seven of them.

If Qing Que were allowed to reach Foundation Establishment, one could only imagine how terrifying his strength would become. Perhaps a single glance would be enough to kill them all.

"For the sect!"

One Foundation Building Immortal bellowed in anguish as his body exploded, transforming into a stream of black blood that shot toward Qing Que. He intended to taint Qing Que with his corrupted blood to hinder his progress.

This desperate, self-destructive attack seemed to resonate with the others. Soon, two more Foundation Building Immortals made the same choice.

If we can’t kill Qing Que, then we’ll destroy his future! We will sever the path for the exiled immortal of the extreme realm to advance to Foundation Establishment!

Qing Que’s face darkened, but there was nothing he could do. He could kill the remaining six, but he could not defend against the corruption of their tainted blood.

「Elsewhere.」

The nine Foundation Building Immortals of the Palace of Heavenly Sound struck as one, unleashing a soul-snatching melody.

Shangguan Shiming was caught in the aftershocks of the sonic attack. Her gaze lost focus, and blood began to seep from her seven orifices.

The sonic attacks of the Palace of Heavenly Sound are truly insidious and terrifying! If Lin Mu weren’t right beside me, I would have already fled! The Palace of Heavenly Sound is truly worthy of its reputation as the third-ranked power in the Ancient Land Sect!

"Since you seek death, the sword I intended for Qing Que shall be yours!"

Lin Mu raised his hand.

The Slaying Gods and Demons and Punishing Immortals, the tenth of twelve forms!

Immortal Slaying Sword!

He struck.

The heavens and earth became a void, the universe vast and illusory. Countless phenomena manifested behind Lin Mu. At that moment, Lin Mu seemed to become an Incarnation of the Heavenly Dao itself, his majesty inviolable.

The sword in his hand wielded the might of heaven.

If heaven wants you dead, you cannot help but die. If heaven decrees your destruction, you cannot escape it.

One strike to annihilate all living beings, to punish gods and immortals!

The Slaying Gods and Demons and Punishing Immortals—its strongest technique, the tenth form—was now revealed to the world.

Once, this sword could slay True Immortals and Savage Gods.

Now, this sword could just as easily annihilate Foundation Building Immortals.

This form was originally intended as the final glory for the Peach Blossom Sword Immortal of the Extreme Realm, Qing Que, but it was now being used to deliver the members of the Palace of Heavenly Sound to their graves.

Each of the twelve forms of Slaying Gods and Demons and Punishing Immortals was capable of killing gods and punishing immortals. Lin Mu had once used the Deicide Fist to kill a Foundation Establishment cultivator and the Deicide Palm to eradicate a God-Communicating Martial Artist.

The strongest Immortal Execution, revealed for the first time, showcased its unmatched ferocity.

The Ancient Land Minor World trembled and wailed, as if unable to bear the weight of Lin Mu’s attack. This strike had indeed exceeded the limits of what the Minor World could contain.

What is an Immortal? This is a true Immortal!

Shangguan Shiming bled from all seven orifices, the pain agonizing. Her eyes were nearly blinded by the radiance of the Immortal Slaying Sword. Yet she did not dodge or turn away, not wanting to miss a single spectacular moment.

This might be my only chance to observe Lin Mu’s ultimate strike up close. How can I miss such an opportunity? Go blind? So what if I go blind! If I can learn the Dao in the morning, I can die content in the evening!

I used to think that ’Immortals’ were just powerful Cultivators. Those at Foundation Establishment call themselves Immortals, but in my eyes, they are merely powerful Cultivators. Even someone as powerful as an exiled immortal of the extreme realm only has a lifespan of fifteen hundred years before they ultimately return to dust. Without eternal life, how can they dare to call themselves Immortals? I was once praised as a fairy, but I never truly believed that real Immortals existed in this world. To me, they were all just powerful Cultivators.

But today, facing this strike from Lin Mu, I feel that if Immortals truly exist, then Lin Mu—Lin Wudi—is the first Immortal among mortals! The sword of an Immortal is naturally the greatest sword in the world!

Lin Mu’s entire body was enveloped in mysterious runes.

The profound concepts of life and death, stillness and annihilation, reincarnation, and Yin Yang—all fused into one, forming the ultimate strike. This strike had indeed exceeded the limits of what the Minor World could contain. Where it passed, the void shattered, and countless spatial rifts tore everything apart. It was just like when the Ancient Land Gate had shattered. The pitch-black rifts were a horrifying sight.

Sound ceased. Spiritual Energy vanished. The very air was annihilated. Under this sword, everything was erased, as if it had never existed in this world.

Who could withstand such a sword strike?

BANG! BANG! BANG!

The sword’s radiance hadn’t even reached them, yet all the musical instruments in the hands of the Foundation Building Immortals from the Palace of Heavenly Sound exploded.

The ten Foundation Building Immortals wailed, their music silenced. Their voices could not even be transmitted. In that moment, it was as if everything between heaven and earth had vanished, leaving only Lin Mu’s attack.

A single sword swept through the void, severing the boundary between life and death.

The radiance of the sword collided with the final sonic wave from the Palace of Heavenly Sound, instantly annihilating it. Under the pressure of this sword, the Foundation Building Immortals of the Palace of Heavenly Sound could not dodge, could not flee, and could not even use any Forbidden Techniques to escape.

They could only watch, wide-eyed, as this sword strike obliterated them.

After the Immortal Slaying Sword passed, all was silent and void.

After a long while, sounds began to travel through the heavens and earth again, but it was the unsettling cracking of the spatial rifts.

Where the ten Foundation Building Immortals from the Palace of Heavenly Sound had once stood, no trace of them remained. Only a gaping, black fracture in the void was left behind.

Ten great cultivators from the Palace of Heavenly Sound, the third-ranked power in the Ancient Land Sect, were annihilated by a single sword strike.

Today, Lin Mu, Lin Wudi, had shattered the world with a single sword.