Chapter 105: Qi Voice Transmission! All Cards Revealed!

"Yes!"

Card in hand!

Quickly checked—it was another Qi card.

The reason it was called "another" was because the card picked up after killing Sun Jindong was also a Qi card.

The former contained one year and three months of Qi; the latter, one year's worth.

Of the two cards, Chen Mu used the one with one year's worth of Qi, then activated the Duan Tianhe Scripture; his dantian spun rapidly, absorbing and digesting this energy, converting it into his own Qi and restoring most of what he had consumed.

No cultivation advancement—only restoration.

Faster speed.

In less than two breaths, Chen Mu was fully restored.

The next instant, a willow-leaf dagger appeared in his palm; he spun and aimed at a direction, wrapping the dagger in Qi and launching it.

Shhh~ Shhh~ Shhh~

The sharp whistling of air pierced the wilderness.

In the direction the willow-leaf dagger flew, Liu Chao—just catching his breath, face stunned—suddenly stiffened, a chill running down his spine.

Too fast!

Things happened too quickly.

Sun Jindong died too fast; Xu Yibai died even faster.

One moment Liu Chao was still in shock; only when his body's instinctive warning triggered did he snap awake.

The instant he regained his senses, he chose to flee!

Xu Yibai dared to interfere—he dared not.

Shhh~

His body swayed, first left, then right, moving at high speed, avoiding straight lines.

He unleashed his Qi without holding back, propelling his body to flee faster.

Too bad…

The willow-leaf dagger could turn!

Shhh~ Shhh~ Shhh!

No matter how Liu Chao dodged, the willow-leaf dagger followed behind him.

The control method of the "Swallow Strikes the Sky" boomerang, though inferior to the "Soul-Chasing Arrow" Qi-locking technique, was still sufficient for Chen Mu to wield within a thousand meters.

"Puh~ Puh~ Puh!"

Liu Chao, having run less than three hundred meters, suddenly stopped—three blood holes pierced from his back through to his chest.

Spitting dark blood, eyes wide with unyielding rage, Liu Chao collapsed face-first.

"Ploosh~"

【Corpse detected. Collect?】

"Yes!"

The willow-leaf dagger retracted, card in hand; he opened it for inspection—it was still a Qi card, containing four months of Qi.

Chen Mu had just put it away when he spun sharply, staring toward the right front.

Less than five hundred meters ahead, two figures moved low to the ground, walking slowly forward.

One of them, his pale face, eyes blazing with fanaticism.

"The Qi you just released… was it Duan Tianhe Qi?"

Fang Yuanfu's lips didn't move, but his excited voice echoed directly in Chen Mu's mind.

Qi Voice Transmission!

A technique only cultivators of Seventh Stage Innate or higher can use.

Fang Yuanfu himself was Eighth Stage Innate!

This cultivation level was revealed to him by Di Di Chunlei.

Even wounded on Ba Jian Mountain, he was no match for ordinary Mid Innate Stage warriors.

What startled Chen Mu was that Fang Yuanfu had instantly recognized the Qi he had just used came from the Duan Tianhe Scripture.

Duan Tianhe Qi was not the same as "Duan Tianhe Sword Qi."

Though fundamentally identical, the latter was denser and clearer, like flowing water.

Fang Yuanfu recognized it at a glance—clearly, he had researched the Duan Tianhe Sword Classic in detail these past few days.

At least the core scripture, the Duan Tianhe Scripture, he had consulted extensively.

His appearance here now clearly meant he had followed Xu Yibai.

The man trailing behind him, with naturally curly hair and a long face, was no slouch—he had killed Lu Haidong, the patriarch of Ba Jian Gate, on Ba Jian Mountain.

From his aura, he was at least Third Stage Innate!

One at least Third Stage Innate, one wounded Eighth Stage Innate…

Swoosh~!

Chen Mu spun and bolted away, using the "Chasing Wind Legs" technique—no Qi consumption needed, yet he moved like the wind.

Shhh!

Shhh~

Strong wind whipped past his face, swirling at his ears.

"Listen to the Wind" skill activated, covering all movement behind him.

Fang Yuanfu and the curly-haired man were indeed chasing after him!

But Fang Yuanfu followed behind, unhurried and steady.

The curly-haired man sprinted forward, skimming the ground, closing the distance to Chen Mu with every stride.

Four hundred meters!

Three hundred meters!

Two hundred meters!

One hundred meters…

Whoosh!

When the distance between them was down to fifty meters, Chen Mu suddenly spun around, his Zhan Sha Dao wrapped in true qi, and unleashed the Six Directions Slash toward the curly-haired man chasing him!

Hu-hong~!

The blade's radiance split the air, emitting a deep, muffled boom.

A chilling light, accompanied by an invisible yet terrifying aura, engulfed the curly-haired man, sealing off every escape route.

His sprinting speed was too great; Chen Mu's sudden turn and strike left the curly-haired man no time to dodge.

But he did not panic or lose his composure—he drew his long sword, unleashed true qi, and executed the Spear Through the Sun, slashing forward with grandeur toward Chen Mu.

Shhh~!

Blade light and sword light blazed in midair.

In the blink of an eye, they crossed paths and clashed violently.

Ding~

A sharp clang of metal on metal echoed across the wasteland.

Boom!

A muffled explosion erupted, sending a violent shockwave surging outward, sweeping across dozens of meters.

Grass blades, dust, and shattered stones flew everywhere.

Wah~!

A large spray of crimson blood burst into the air; the curly-haired man was flung high upward, hurtling backward at high speed in the direction he had come.

Midair, the churning blood and qi slammed into his chest and abdomen; he opened his mouth and spat another gush of dark blood.

Whoosh!

His form shot like lightning, blade light flaring.

Having just defeated the curly-haired man, Chen Mu pursued relentlessly; the blade of the Zhan Sha Dao sliced through the air, descending toward the curly-haired man's neck…

Puchii~

"How dare you!"

The sharp sound of a blade cutting flesh and Fang Yuanfu's roar sounded simultaneously.

The next instant, a head severed from its neck, flying upward at an angle.

By sheer coincidence, the bloodied head flew straight toward Fang Yuanfu, who had just shouted.

Fang Yuanfu instinctively slapped out a palm…

Hu~

Bang!

Before the curly-haired man's head could reach Fang Yuanfu, it exploded entirely—red and white matter splattered across the ground.

"Damn it!"

Fang Yuanfu, stunned and enraged, roared, opening his mouth to gather true qi…

Shhh!

A streak of cold light pierced the air, striking straight for Fang Yuanfu's face.

The moment the light appeared, seven leaf-shaped daggers fused into a spindle shape were already before his eyes.

Fang Yuanfu, who had been about to unleash a sonic attack, had to abort—or rather, he had no time to cast it!

His forward-sprinting body bent at the waist, his upper torso arched backward, eyes wide as he watched the "Leaf Dagger Spindle" fly past above his face.

He narrowly avoided the attack!

But when he straightened up…

Shhh!

Shhh!

Shhh!

Three invisible bursts of force struck in straight lines.

And they formed a perfect "—" line, front to back.

Two Yin Yang Sword Qi!

Bang! Bang!

Two muffled thuds—the protective true qi on Fang Yuanfu's body absorbed the first two bursts, but failed to block the third, which followed the same path, shattered his defense, pierced through skin and muscle, and drilled into his shoulder.

Pu~!

Blood mixed with shredded flesh sprayed into the air.

Yet Fang Yuanfu seemed to feel nothing—he stepped forward toward Chen Mu, who advanced a hundred meters per stride, his eyes blazing, his aura surging violently upward in an instant.

The pressure of his Eighth Stage of Heaven…

Wooooom~~~

"Ahh!"

Suddenly, Fang Yuanfu screamed in agony; the aura he had gathered vanished, his face grew even paler, and he instinctively clutched his head, staggering sideways.

The Reverse Fate Blade, using the spirit as the blade!

Invisible, colorless mental attack at close range!