Kill Me More Times, I'll Become Invincible-Chapter 351:

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The wind whistled high above.

Surrounding clouds and mist were suddenly stirred by an unknown force, forming a massive vortex.

Qiao Mu found himself at the center of the vortex.

Over a thousand years of accumulated internal energy burst out at that moment, causing an external display that made the surrounding clouds churn.

A muffled groan came from within the clouds.

The giant lion head formed by the clouds showed signs of pain.

Transforming internal strength into True strength involves merging "energy and spirit," making True strength more than just energy, incorporating the spirit of the martial artist.

With each punch infused with True Strength, it’s like using the Eye Sword Technique at the same time.

The Cloud Lion originally transformed its flesh into a misty cloud form, making it difficult for any martial artist to make an impact.

However, when Qiao Mu released his True Strength outward, it felt like being repeatedly struck by the spiritual refining Eye Sword Technique, causing his mind to temporarily lose focus and feel dizzy.

Qiao Mu, who had been through many battles, wouldn’t miss such an opportunity.

Gathering a huge amount of energy around his body into his fists, Qiao Mu soared into the air like an arrow.

As the cloud lion took a step back, Qiao Mu’s fists gathered even more force.

A crashing wave!

With a punch, a massive amount of energy burst out, creating visible ripples in the air.

As the ripples spread out, the surrounding clouds seemed to boil, creating holes under the weighty force of the punch.

Double Wave, Triple Wave, Fourfold Wave!

Qiao Mu’s punches were like waves crashing endlessly, his True strength was rapidly consumed as if it cost nothing, every strike was full of effort.

The Cloud Lion in front of him turned into mist, its true body unknown, he continued to punch without hesitation.

The clouds and mist rolled and churned with his punches, creating holes in the air with each strike.

As his energy built up higher and higher, reaching the fifth level, the Fivefold Wave.

In the gap between his old power being exhausted and new power emerging.

The Yunxiao Sect Leader, standing in the air, watched coldly as Qiao Mu accumulated True strength, like waves growing taller and taller.

"For a mortal to cultivate to this level is truly remarkable and extraordinary, it is not easy at all."

"But…if you choose the wrong path, no matter how far you go, it will be futile!" he said calmly.

"In the end, it’s like a tiny ant trying to topple a big tree!"

In an instant, high above the sky, clouds billowed and rolled. The giant lion head roared, and the sound waves created visible ripples in the void.

These ripples expanded in circles, causing the surging energy around Qiao Mu to momentarily stagnate.

In that moment.

Suddenly, the dense clouds in the sky condensed into a huge white lion, soaring down. Its beastly claws shimmered with a cold light, ripping through the sky like five sharp swords.

At that moment, the vast energy swirling around Qiao Mu was forcefully dispersed by this claw.

The remaining force ruthlessly struck Qiao Mu.

Overwhelming force enveloped him, leaving Qiao Mu defenseless in mid-air. He plummeted like a shooting star, crashing down on a building in Linhe City, causing it to collapse with a bang.

The cultivators from Yunxiao Sect specialized in the Method of Guarding Beasts. About seventy to eighty percent of their strength relied on the spiritual beasts they nurtured.

From this point of view, he was just as good as the Great Dao Sect cultivator who is good at refining Taoist soldiers, there was one person who could lead an army.

Cloud Lion is the personal spiritual beast of the present leader of Yunxiao Sect, so it is extraordinary.

The Yunxiao Sect Leader looked down coldly from the sky.

He was not only paying attention to Qiao Mu, but also to the battle situation in this city.

Apart from Qiao Mu’s side, he noticed that the surrounding battle situation was not good.

The group of monsters led by Cat Power Immortal from Immortal Gate did not gain much advantage in the battle with the unpredictable Jingwei Bird and martial artists from Peach Blossom Villa.

"A group of useless people," the Yunxiao Sect Leader’s face darkened slightly, veins appearing on his forehead.

He hadn’t expected that these Immortal Spirit Beasts belonging to Yunxiao Sect would be so disappointing.

Especially Cat Power Immortal who was originally in charge of guarding Linhe City, was now covered in blood and surrounded by a group of mortal martial artists, no longer looking majestic.

"In that case, then…" Yunxiao Sect Leader lowered his eyes and formed a spell in his hand.

An invisible ripple, impossible to see with the naked eye, spread out from him, shaking the entire city in an instant.

At that moment, all the demons belonging to the Yunxiao Sect shivered involuntarily.

The Cat Power Immortal, who was originally in the middle of the white-headed soldier formation, seemed to grow taller at this moment.

It had just fought several powerful demons in a row and had been attacked by Li Changshi and other white-headed soldiers, covered in wounds and bloodied.

However, at this moment, its head lifted up high, no longer looking dejected. Its body seemed to grow taller with cracking sounds, and blood vessels like tree roots or long worms crazily spread in its eyes, until its entire eyes turned a terrifying crimson.

Li Changshi, who was about to strike at the Cat Power Immortal’s neck, felt a shock in his heart, an instinctive warning, and unconsciously stopped his attack and stepped back.

The Cat Power Immortal in front of them was still covered in wounds, with no improvement in injuries whatsoever, but it no longer looked dejected like before. Instead, its energy seemed to boil, emitting a terrifying fierceness.

Boom!

The massive body of Cat Power Immortal rushed towards the group of white-headed soldiers.

It seemed to lose control at that moment, ignoring the swords of the veteran soldiers and charging ahead with its own flesh and blood.

The swords and spears of several veteran soldiers pierced its chest and abdomen, but it continued to charge forward, knocking everyone in its path.

A huge force hit Li Changshi, causing his sword to be knocked away instantly. It felt like he was hit head-on by a carriage, his ribs making a brittle sound under the strain as blood sprayed out, and he was sent flying backward.

It wasn’t just Cat Power Immortal.

The other monsters were similar, bloodthirsty and fiercely rampaging.

This was the Method of Guarding Beasts from the Yunxiao Sect’s "Blood Boiling of Beasts," which could trigger the primal instincts of monsters, causing a temporary surge in their strength at the cost of consuming their life force, turning them into bloodthirsty creatures driven by instinct.

The Cat Power Immortal was no longer afraid or hesitant, it had become a frenzied uncontrollable beast, crushing all enemies in its path on the battlefield.

"General Li!" Hai Siyuan gritted his teeth, his eyes filled with anger.

Li Changshi was originally knocked flying by the rampaging Cat Power Immortal, with his ribs broken and sticking out, bones piercing through his skin, and lying on the ground without getting up.

At that moment, Cat Power Immortal rushed towards him, with its massive figure towering over him, its huge beast claw about to strike down.

In an instant.

Cat Power Immortal’s body trembled violently.

Suddenly, a blood hole opened on its back, but no fresh blood flowed out.

Its previously swollen body rapidly shrank, even its long fur lost its previous luster, and the whole person returned to normal human size.

Unbeknownst to it, a taller figure had appeared behind it.

Li Changshi, lying on the ground, couldn’t help but squint his eyes, looking at the person behind Cat Power Immortal.

His expression went from initial astonishment to gradually calming down, eventually returning to normal, all emotions converging.

"General Martial Saint…" Li Changshi finally shouted.

General Li and General Martial Saint are two different titles.

The former led the army of one hundred thousand to conquer Immortal Gate in the past, while the latter… we don’t need to mention.

Strictly speaking, when Martial Saint helped him, it was already the second time.

The last time was outside Zhong Province Great Qin City.

Initially, Li Changshi didn’t know how to address this former military general, but now he was sure.

In the end, it was Martial Saint who was called out, not General Li.

Time has passed, Li Changshi, Hai Siyuan, and other old generals and soldiers have become rebels who killed Emperor Yonghe.

However, they cannot be considered the same as Martial Saint, who is also seen as a rebel.

Martial Saint did not respond.

He turned around and vanished into the wind, leaving behind the withered body of Cat Power Immortal.

In the next moment, a wind blade tore through the ground, splitting the street in half and creating a deep trench.

Martial Saint, being an important figure, naturally caught the attention of the Yunxiao Sect Leader from the moment he reappeared.

After a brief moment of silence, the battlefield quickly returned to chaos.

The veteran soldiers began to battle the crazed monsters, and everything seemed unchanged.

Wu Qizheng walked over, looking in the direction Martial Saint had left with a puzzled expression.

As a rare superb martial artist, he was a key player in fighting the monsters, but he was too far away just now to provide assistance.

"Brother Wu." Li Changshi asked Wu Qizheng with a frown as he bandaged his wounds, expressing his confusion:

"Why would Martial Saint want to save a mere old soldier like me? Was the incident at Great Qin Prefecture just a coincidence, or could it happen twice?"

"…I don’t know." Wu Qi shook his head, hesitated for a long time, before speaking:

"Has Martial Saint saved former comrades like you before? This might not be just a coincidence," Wu Qizheng speculated with lowered eyelids.

"Perhaps the remaining comrades in the Hundred-mile Desert are where his last bit of humanity lies."

Wu Qizheng’s face showed no sign of emotion, just a hint of surprise at most.

The good news is that Martial Saint still has humanity, but the bad news is… it seems Martial Saint didn’t leave that humanity for Wu Qizheng as a father or mentor.

"What do you think, General Li?" Wu Qizheng asked.

"I don’t have eyes to see, out here on the battlefield." Li Changshi, with only half a face remaining, swung his sword to create a long wound on a hound demon, then leaned on his sword, breathing heavily, and said slowly:

"Those who commit great sins, whether they save others or not, cannot wash their hands clean of the blood they shed, so why bother thinking about it?"

Wu Qizheng stood tall and brave.

From the moment Li Changshi shouted "Martial Saint", they went their separate ways and became strangers.

Both of them understood this very well.

"This is a battlefield, not a place for casual conversation. Follow me and charge!"

Li Changshi took a brief pause, then raised his sword again, leading three hundred soldiers behind him to charge alongside Hai Siyuan.

This time, their swords were aimed directly at where the Yunxiao Sect Leader was positioned.

These three hundred soldiers had been trained in the Military Spiritual Technique, their minds connected as if they were one united force.

As Hai Siyuan and Li Changshi pointed their swords, powerful energy surged through the air, piercing through the sky like raindrops, aiming to overwhelm the Yunxiao Sect Leader.

………………….

"Luring the snake out of its hole was quite successful."

The leader of the Yunxiao Sect looked coldly at the surrounding battlefield, everything in this city reflected in his mind.

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Whether it was Martial Saint hiding in the east or fighting hard under the claws of the Cloud Lion of the Qiao family member, or other demons and mortal martial artists nearby, no one could escape his gaze.

"So now… it’s time to catch them all."

He looked up and glanced at the sharp energy flying through the air, waving his sleeve as five dark green vines shot out from it.

The vines grew rapidly in the wind, flying through the air like five long whips, shattering all the airborn blade lights.

A deafening roar echoed throughout the whole city, clouds gathered into the shape of a lion’s head, opening its mouth to swallow the city of Linhe below, casting a huge shadow over everything.

…………………..

Zhong Province Imperial Capital, Imperial Study in the palace.

"The mighty cultivators of Soul Changing Stage are respected as Taoist Lords in the cultivation world."

Emperor Wuping read through the secret report of the Flying Fish Guard while pacing in the Imperial Study.

"What does it mean to be a Taoist Lord?"

"Real individuals in the Nascent Soul Stage can harness the power of heaven and earth with spells, capable of causing great destruction like a powerful storm wiping out a city."

"Controlling the winds and rains, triggering floods, storming cities, comparable to natural disasters, this is the power of a Nascent Soul Immortal."

"In the eyes of the Jiu Province cultivation world, a Taoist Lord is considered a giant figure."

"When frost falls in March, rivers freeze for miles, fertile lands turn into deserts… This is a calamity that can reverse the natural order, truly the power of a Taoist Lord."

The Great Yan Imperial Court was once the ruling earthly dynasty of Jiu Province, even though it has declined now, it still possesses greatness.

With the Founding Emperor Yan overseeing matters, some information about the cultivation world has indeed been gathered.

"…Such power is beyond ordinary people’s reach, so the ancestor decided to stop."

Emperor Wuping didn’t know what Founding Emperor Yan was planning to do.

But after spending these months together, he had a good understanding of this ancestor’s character and temper. This founding emperor was not someone who followed the rules strictly.

However, Founding Emperor Yan remained calm and showed no particular emotion on his face.

"Child, take a look at this sword."

Founding Emperor Yan drew the Human Emperor Sword from his waist, placing it on the table in front of him.

The Human Emperor Sword emitted a faint golden light on its blade, symbolizing the nation’s power, as usual.

"Since you ascended to the throne, Jiu Province has been in chaos, and the other eight provinces have slipped out of the control of our Great Yan Imperial Court," Founding Emperor Yan said:

"And the light on this sword has also dimmed since then."

"Now, compared to the first time I used a sword in the palace, the light has dimmed by almost half."