Kill Me More Times, I’ll Become Invincible

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The moment when Qiao Mu reached out and grasped the Human Emperor Sword.

The sword lit up again in sparkling gold and dusky yellow, and he seemed to hear the voice of Founding Emperor Yan echoing in his ears.

He said, "Under the heavens, there can only be one ruler."

This was actually something that Founding Emperor Yan often said when he was in the palace.

It was the principle he taught Emperor Yonghe in the palace, as well as the way to wield the Human Emperor Sword.

Qiao Mu seemed to have a realization.

Right now, he was standing in Linhe City.

This city had not fallen, it had not been taken over by the Feather King Army, nor had it been destroyed by the floods caused by the Yunxiao Sect cultivators.

In the past, a member of the Qiao family died in Linhe City. The Qiao family sword split the waves and was seen as a guardian of the border.

Without the causes of yesterday, there would be no consequences today.

The Human Emperor Sword is not a magical weapon that cultivators use to take heads from afar at will.

It is a sword tied closely to the destiny of the Great Yan Imperial Court and its people.

The emperor’s words are law, and the Human Emperor Sword represents the emperor’s power.

In other words,

The Human Emperor Sword is a symbol of the emperor’s authority.

The Founding Emperor Yan said, "All under heaven are within the king’s lands," meaning the emperor’s power extends to the boundaries of the dynasty.

The Human Emperor Sword symbolizes the destiny of the nation, and its reach is tied to the territory of the Great Yan Imperial Court.

"Borrowing a sword from afar, indeed a divine sword," Qiao Mu reached out and grasped the Human Emperor Sword.

As he stood with the sword, trying to infuse himself with true strength.

The divine sword, just as its light had faded, suddenly emitted a faint glow again, as if awakening from a deep slumber.

Amidst the dazzling gold and dark yellow intertwining colors, the vague figure of a young emperor emerged.

The figure was not clear, only a blurry image of Founding Emperor Yan, but his voice thundered.

He said, "The ruler of the land, none other than a loyal subject."

With these words spoken, Qiao Mu felt the sword come alive, true strength flowing smoothly without any hindrance.

Founding Emperor Yan regarded all the people of Jiu Province as his subjects, and this time borrowing the sword from afar was to let the subjects wield the sword for the emperor, allowing Qiao Mu to temporarily use the Human Emperor Sword.

Furthermore, there was a deep yellow energy flowing on the Human Emperor Sword, appearing unfathomably deep.

The shining golden power represents the strength of the royal dynasty.

Qiao Mu was familiar with the mysterious yellow energy too.

"This energy was cultivated by Founding Emperor Yan’s ‘Imperial Extreme True Skill’… This sword not only possesses the power of destiny, but also the true strength of Founding Emperor Yan. Is it powerful with just one strike?"

This is the end of the matter.

Even though Founding Emperor Yan from the Imperial Palace in Zhong Province Capital was thousands of miles away, Qiao Mu could still understand his intentions.

"This important national instrument has actually traveled thousands of miles and ended up in the hands of an outsider like me."

"In that case…"

Qiao Mu held the Human Emperor Sword and pointed it towards the Taoist Lord of Yunxiao Sect in the sky.

The colors of shining gold and mysterious yellow intertwined on the sword, forming a faint golden imperial shadow behind Qiao Mu.

"Along the land, all are royal subjects." The majestic voice of the emperor echoed in the air:

"The people of Jiu Province and I have the same origin, we are all subjects of the Great Yan Imperial Court."

"Seeing the sword is like seeing the king!"

Qiao Mu raised his sword to the sky, a faint golden light enveloping the surroundings, rippling like water waves.

The leader of Yunxiao Sect initially felt absurd.

"Absurd. The Great Yan Imperial Court has only been established for less than three hundred years, not even close to my lifespan, and yet they regard me as a subject?"

"There is indeed an arrogant emperor in the mortal world–"

Before the words of the Yunxiao Sect Leader fell, he saw several golden illusory chains emerging from the void behind him as the golden light rippled out.

"Quite a variety of tricks." The Yunxiao Sect Leader just sneered.

He transformed into a rainbow, quickly disappeared in the sky while his robe glowed with a faint blue light, clearly a protective magical treasure.

However, no matter how fast and clever his escape technique was, his protective robe seemed unable to withstand the attack.

The golden illusory chains spreading through the void rushed towards his back as if they were following him, completely ignoring his protective robe.

Click, click, click, click!

Four golden illusory chains wrapped around him!

The expression of Yunxiao Sect Leader suddenly changed.

The deep and heavy aura that was as vast as an abyss visibly weakened rapidly.

But at the same time.

Qiao Mu also noticed that the golden light on his shoulder and the "Human Emperor Sword" in his hand were quickly dimming.

The powerful Human Emperor Sword struggled to affect a Soul Changing cultivator.

The light on the sword quickly disappeared.

The once majestic Yunxiao Sect Leader slowly descended from the sky.

"This is so strange," the Yunxiao Sect Leader muttered, eyes widening.

After thousands of years of cultivation, the Yunxiao Sect Leader witnessed something so bizarre for the first time – a sword pointed out of thin air, cutting away a significant part of his cultivation base.

"This is not evil, this is righteousness. Remember your cultivation path, how much support you received from the people." Qiao Mu wielded the Human Emperor Sword, exuding a pale True strength from within.

Qiao Mu, currently the temporary owner of the Human Emperor Sword, gained some understanding of its power and connection to the nation.

The Human Emperor Sword carried not only Qiao Mu’s power and the strength of Founding Emperor Yan, but also the power of the nation’s destiny.

"A thousand pearls cannot match the brightness of the full moon."

"Is the light of this pearl of millions of millet seeds enough or not?"

Qiao Mu held the Human Emperor Sword in his hand, took eight steps in the air, disappeared in an instant, and the ground beneath his feet collapsed, causing a dust wave.

In the sky, Qiao Mu soared rapidly with the sword in his hand.

At this moment on his sword, a faint white and dark yellow True strength intertwined, a faint emperor’s phantom appeared behind him, raising his hand holding a sword, mirroring his movements.

This is a joint strike from Qiao Mu and Founding Emperor Yan, who are separated by thousands of miles, embodying the fate of the Great Yan Imperial Court.

With a swing from Qiao Mu, everything turned into a soaring sword light.

"Heavenly Slashing Swordsmanship!"

Clang!

The sharp sound of the sword edge cutting through the air rang out through the vast sky, and a sword light soared from the ground to the sky, like a rising sun.

At this time, the leader of Yunxiao Sect was still falling from the sky, about to land on the ground, with four semi-transparent illusion chains tied to his back.

The face of Yunxiao Sect Leader darkened, his eyes twitched slightly at the corner, he reached out his hand, and a pale egg-shaped halo expanded from his fingertips.

Clouds swirled around him and rushed towards him, forming a giant lion head blocking in front of him.

At the same time, the robe he was wearing emitted a faint blue light, rippling around him.

Clang!

Amidst the intense sharp sound, the sword aura, like the sun, extended from the sky to the ground, piercing through the air.

Yunxiao Sect Leader’s eyes widened slightly.

At the moment of collision, the magical power he had worked hard to cultivate and accumulate dissipated rapidly within the sword aura, like the spring sun melting the snow.

When the sword aura gradually subsided.

In the sky full of clouds, a giant hole suddenly appeared in the middle.

Sunlight shone down, casting a brilliant golden light over the earth.

The lower body of Yunxiao Sect Leader had turned into powder, leaving only a partially intact head, with a smooth cut at the neck like a mirror.

At this moment, he was falling from the sky together with the exhausted Qiao Mu.

At this moment, Yunxiao Sect Leader only had his head left, his hair bun undone, long gray-white hair scattered, looking disheveled.

His face twitched a few times, he gritted his teeth and coldly said, "To push me to this extent with mere mortal strength is impressive indeed… However, my Yunxiao Sect is a beast-taming sect, my spiritual beast Cloud Lion is still present, while you are already exhausted–"

Before he could finish speaking,

There came a thunderous wail from within the sea of clouds.

The giant lion head in the sky shattered into pieces, raining down chunks of flesh and blood, just like the previous scene.

Martial Saint’s figure, covered in blood, emerged from the huge lion head, hands holding apart the lion head’s jaws, staring expressionlessly at Yunxiao Sect Leader.

Crack, crack.

Yunxiao Sect Leader’s face began to split apart, blood gushing out, finally falling lifeless in front of Qiao Mu.

The wild vines of Linhe City seemed to sense the impending danger and slowly retreated underground.

Linhe City had almost turned into a half-ruin, many buildings overturned, streets in disarray, the ground scarred.

Qiao Mu, leaning on the Human Emperor Sword, took a step forward, lifting the head of Yunxiao Sect Taoist Lord high.

Behind him, countless eyes focused on the head of Yunxiao Sect Leader.

"This… this person is…"

The people emerging from the ruins were all shocked.

Before, the Yunxiao Sect Leader was high in the sky, so people on the ground couldn’t see his face clearly, they could only hear his voice.

In fear, they thought it was a punishment from the heavens, bringing disaster.

But at this moment, when Qiao Mu lifted the head of the Yunxiao Sect Leader, they finally saw his appearance clearly.

It turned out to be the Immortal Sect Leader, who was the leader among the immortals in the local Yunxiao Sect, the current Yunxiao Taoist Lord!

"This is the Yunxiao Taoist Lord! The main Yunxiao Taoist Lord among the immortals!"

"Why is there only a head left… Could it be him just now?"

The people were filled with fear and shock, under the huge impact, for a moment, they were speechless, unable to say a word, only their eyes remained fixed on the head in Qiao Mu’s hands.

How could this happen? How can this be?

Outside the crowd.

Martial Saint stood covered in blood, expressionless, then turned and walked away.

The Taotie Swallowing Heaven Skill has limits, just like human willpower. It applies even to him.

In the past few days, he had indulged in feasting, even devouring Yunxiao Sect Taoist Lord’s special spiritual beast. He was now full.

Moreover, with the death of the Yunxiao Sect Leader, he had an urgent matter to attend to…

The sect leader was dead, the new sect leader was undecided, it was the perfect time to make a move!

……………

The gazes of the people felt like sharp swords, landing on the head of the Yunxiao Sect Leader.

Despite many people looking on in the street, there was an eerie silence.

Clearly, the death of the Yunxiao Sect Leader had a huge impact on them.

However, Qiao Mu was not satisfied with this.

He then committed an even more heinous act.

In the midst of a silent crowd.

Qiao Mu raised the Human Emperor Sword in his hand, and with a bit of force, pierced the sword tip into the head of the Yunxiao Sect Leader.

The Heavenly Slashing Swordsmanship is a move that gives it all, with unstoppable power and no retreat.

At this moment, Qiao Mu was already exhausted, with not a trace of True strength left in his body.

But the Human Emperor Sword in his hand still had a faint golden light flickering.

Overpowering the Yunxiao Sect Leader and slaying him consumed most of the Human Emperor Sword’s power, leaving only a fraction of the country’s power.

"Give me wooden peaches, and I will repay you with precious jade."

The Founding Emperor Yan traveled thousands of miles to borrow a powerful tool of the nation, and Qiao Mu naturally had to repay the favor.

And his repayment was…

"In the sunny days of March, the Yunxiao Sect Leader used magic to freeze the Southwest Province Sky Piercing River for thousands of miles, causing snow to fall, and bringing calamity to the land." Qiao Mu held the Human Emperor Sword in his hand and recited loudly:

"Today, Qiao Pianxin, a martial artist of the Qiao family, beheaded the Yunxiao Sect Leader in Linhe City!"

"Display the head for three thousand miles to warn others!"

Qiao Mu tightly grasped the Human Emperor Sword in his hand and threw it towards the sky.

The Human Emperor Sword, with the head of the Yunxiao Sect Leader, turned into a golden light and soared into the sky, shooting towards the end of the sky.

Qiao Mu was exhausted, and in this throw towards the sky, he was not using his own strength, but the power of the Human Emperor Sword.

A cultivator is not just one person, but a large and complex force with deep roots.

One down, another one up, endless.

Qiao Mu’s task was to loudly announce the death of Yunxiao Sect Leader!

To stop killings with killings, to deter further violation!

Within Linhe City.

Many people stared blankly, watching as Qiao Mu’s sword raised Yunxiao Sect Leader’s head into the sky.

They were still immersed in the shock of Yunxiao Taoist Lord’s death and couldn’t help but be shocked again at this moment.

Historically, severe criminals were punished by being "sent to the nine borders": cutting off their head after death and dispatching imperial envoys to the border to disgrace the deceased.

Qiao Mu’s actions made these people feel a creepy excitement, sending shivers down their spine.

Is this more than just being sent to the nine borders?

With one sword piercing through the head, the Human Emperor Sword’s power displayed by carrying the head three thousand miles to show the public.

He intended to hang the head of the Yunxiao Sect Leader on the Human Emperor Sword, and fly straight from Linhe City to the Imperial Capital!

"What… what does the sect leader of the Immortal Gate want to do?!"

Not to mention ordinary people.

Even veterans like Li Changshi, Hai Siyuan, who had fought with the Immortal Gate for decades, felt a strong tremor in their hearts, with indescribable emotions swirling within them.

Wu Qizheng let out a slight sigh as he watched Qiao Mu’s figure from afar, feeling a mix of emotions in his heart.

"Founding Emperor Yan lent his sword a thousand miles away, handing over the country’s precious treasure to others."

"Qiao Pianxin carried the head three thousand miles to return the sword, which is also a remarkable feat." Wu Qizheng sighed:

"One dares to borrow, one dares to return, both are remarkable figures."