Around the ruins of Great Qin City, besides Qiao Mu, there were still over ten thousand martial artists returning from the Soul Predicting Path Immortal Gate battlefield.
The Undead Immortal Lord had already sent his words into the hearts of these ten thousand martial artists in the blink of an eye.
It was clear he did this on purpose.
"What… what does this an?" Qiao Canxue’s heart shook.
She possessed the eye of the Heavenly Emperor’s daughter, which allowed her to see the past of people and things. She had peered into the Qiao family mbers before, but what she saw always had similarities, shrouded by the image of a serpent eating its own tail.
At that ti, she thought the Qiao family mbers shared the sa origin; this magical family, unchanged for hundreds of generations, must have big secrets.
"Does he an that these elders of the Qiao family are actually using fake nas? Are they disguised or pretending?" Xue Changhe hesitated.
In his youth, he rose to fa by listening to the legends of the Qiao family mbers.
Many years ago, when he first started out, he even compared the Xue family to the Qiao family in his mind, boldly claiming he would achieve fa and accomplishnts equal to the mbers of the Qiao family.
In reality, saying that the Qiao family mbers have remained the sa for generations is indeed absurd, but the idea of Qiao Mu coming back to life to play the role of an entire thriving family is just as ridiculous, if not more so.
Powerful officials can turn the truth upside down and confuse people’s understanding.
The Qiao family mbers have long since turned countless tales and legends over the past fifty years into a martial arts myth that the world believes.
Is it strange that the naming pattern of the five generations of Qiao family mbers does not follow common sense?
Nas containing the five elents or numbers are actually a common practice among the people of Jiu Province, especially the humble commoners, who often choose simple and easy-to-rember nas.
Is it ridiculous that the Qiao family mbers can only teleport once in their lifeti?
If sothing impossible happens many tis, it becos accepted by people, just like ice is cold and fire is hot.
So might think that mbers of the Qiao family are unbeatable in martial arts, while others might believe they have supernatural abilities from demon blood.
The mbers of the Qiao family have always been the sa, hating evil fiercely, valuing justice over their lives, and daring to take the lead for the world? It seems like the Qiao family never runs out of strength.
As long as these things happen often enough, they won’t even need Qiao Mu to explain; people will find their own reasons to explain based on their beliefs.
At first, people doubted the Qiao family, but later they began to respect them… This seed absurd, yet as ti went on, more people started to believe.
What seems absurd to people today about the Qiao family was once a truth that ordinary people accepted without question fifty years ago.
"This can’t be right, Undead Immortal Lord is misleading people." At this mont, even Immortal Diyuan frowned and shook his head, doubting the words of the Undead Immortal Lord.
She did not know much about the legends of the Qiao family from Jiu Province over the past fifty years, but she could see the life essence beneath the surface thanks to so True Immortal techniques she possessed.
"Ordinary people can change their appearance, and immortals have their own ways to disguise themselves; changing one’s looks isn’t difficult."
"The thods of splitting oneself and taking on different forms also have limitations and are certainly not as powerful as the true self. This is common sense, and even True Immortals are the sa."
"Moreover, compared to the differences in appearance, the differences in age cannot be faked. Even True Immortals are like this. The mbers of the Qiao family vary greatly in age, with so being tens of thousands of years old; how could they possibly be the sa?"
Before Immortal Diyuan could finish speaking, she thought of sothing, looked up at the Undead Immortal Lord in the sky, and her heart trembled again.
She was originally certain.
But after witnessing the Undead Immortal Lord’s ability to co back to life, Immortal Diyuan suddenly felt uncertain.
It is important to know that even the powerful Heavenly Emperor will eventually die.
The immortality of the Undead Immortal Lord and the Qiao family mbers who seem unchanged over a hundred generations: it’s hard to say which of these two ideas is more absurd.
In the end.
All eyes gathered on Qiao Mu, who had co back to life.
Will he admit it, or will he deny it?
At this mont, even they themselves could not say what answer they wanted to hear from Qiao Mu.
However, Qiao Mu, holding the Human Emperor Sword, calmly stared at the Undead Immortal Lord, just like before, and emotionlessly began to speak:
"Wow, you are so clever to discover my biggest secret."
But now, what harm could this bring to Qiao Mu?
At this mont, Qiao Mu held the Human Emperor Sword in one hand and extended a finger with the other, suddenly poking it towards his temple.
His finger pierced straight through his head, making a loud pop and releasing a spray of blood mist.
To this day, Qiao Mu’s physical body had long been free of flaws or weaknesses, but poking his temple to commit suicide was a habit he had developed many thousands of years ago, a kind of ritual.
As his body burst into a mist of blood, a figure of a Qiao family mber suddenly appeared in the void.
The newly born Qiao Mu did not stop. In an instant, he copied the action of the last Qiao family mber, his finger touching his temple to open his mind.
Then ca the third, fourth, and fifth Qiao family mbers…
The appearance of each Qiao family mber ant thousands of years of long ti.
Boom, boom, boom, boom, boom, boom, boom, boom, boom, boom…
In the spreading mist of blood, one by one, Qiao family mbers appeared between the earth and the void, but their faces were similar yet different.
The first to appear was the recently deceased Qiao Yanyan, but there were many more Qiao family mbers in the blood mist, coming one after another.
Nian Chao Sheng focused his gaze and saw, among the layers of shadows, the person who had once walked against the current, the unbeatable Qiao Yao.
Wu Qizheng’s gaze froze in surprise; he actually saw Qiao Tu, who had exhausted all his strength after battling Martial Saint on the peak of Kuafu Mountain in the Western Province.
Wu Mingkong’s gaze landed steadily on a familiar face in the crowd.
This is the mber of the Qiao family that martial artists from Peach Blossom Villa are most familiar with. He is also the person who has lived the longest in the human world of Jiu Province, Master Qiao Xin from Peach Blossom Villa.
Demon King Qing Li has also been lost in thought for a long ti. To her, the Qiao family mber nad Qiao Pian, whom she knew, had died in a flood in Linhe City of Southwest Province many decades ago. No matter how strong the later Qiao family mbers are, they will never be the sa as the old friend… or so it should be.
Li Changshi, Hai Siyuan, and the other old soldiers were stunned. Many Qiao family mbers had died before and behind them in the Hundred-mile Desert of Zhong Province, and now they were seeing familiar faces again.
Each Qiao family mber’s figure and each Qiao family mber’s na often ans a tragic song of brave sacrifice, a legend that is passed down in the human world.
So are familiar with Wu Qizheng, and so are well-known by the martial artists of Peach Blossom Villa…
At this mont, the Qiao family mbers had beco countless, a sea of people.
"At this point, I have no need to hide, nor to cover up anything." The last one to appear, Qiao Mu, held the Human Emperor Sword and stood side by side with dozens of newly created flesh clones. He said seriously:
"As the saying goes, a single tree does not make a forest."
"But since this world today has already beco a forest, then what harm is there in using my original na?"
The voice fell silent.
Like a thunderclap echoing through the clouds, it shook the hearts of all the martial artists.
Their gazes fell upon the many Qiao family mbers standing side by side, and for a mont, they didn’t know whom to look at, feeling a brief confusion.
For over fifty years, the reputation of the Qiao family mbers has resonated throughout Jiu Province, becoming an unmatched legend.
But now, as they look again, seeing once more those Qiao family mbers who died over fifty years ago, it brings a different feeling.
Today, when they suddenly look back, they discover…
It was Qiao Yao, who swept through the Immortal Gate of Jiu Province, stepped onto the Sky Piercing River against the current, cutting off the escape route of the Immortal Gate’s ancestors.
It was he who battled fiercely with Martial Saint atop Kuafu Mountain Peak until he was exhausted.
It was he, the world-renowned Evangelist Qiao Xin, in Peach Blossom Villa.
In Heyang City, the Qiao Pifu who was burned as a human incense in front of the Xuantian Sect is him.
In front of the city gate tower of Yan City, the Qiao Sen who stabbed City Lord Guo Yan to death is still him.
It is him, it is him, still him, all him, it’s all him!
"So there really are no Qiao family mbers who are united for generations and follow each other?" Nian Chao Sheng mumbled.
It is Di Ting’s nature to seek secrets and truths; for many years, he had a vague guess in his heart… but he was afraid of the Qiao family mbers and never spoke it out loud.
Now that his guess in his heart is confird, he only feels a slight tremor and tiny goosebumps on his skin.
Immortal Diyuan still has a tight brow; as a forr True Immortal who can glimpse the fate of living beings, she feels there is sothing strange about it.
"It is not just a simple matter of dying and coming back to life…"
"Since the beginning of ti, there has never been a true death and revival in all the heavens and worlds, not even for True Immortals or the Heavenly Emperor."
"Moreover, the Qiao family mber before us is an ancient relic who has lived for at least one hundred seventy thousand years, far older than , a True Immortal who has ascended."
To Nian Chao Sheng’s surprise, instead of being suspicious, he looked as if he understood.
"One hundred seventy thousand years…"
"It seems I can guess where those endless Qiao family skills ca from…"
Nian Chao Sheng pondered for a long ti.
Although he still could not fully grasp the specific connection between being dead and brought back to life and Qiao Mu’s unusual age, he was far too deep into the matter to not piece it together.
"So, the myth of the Qiao family mber being eternal is likely false," he sighed.
"The truth is that all Qiao family mbers are just one person acting; he has gone through countless deaths and has beco the extensive Qiao family by himself."
"And those Qiao family skills passed down from ancestors, known as techniques that surpass contemporary Jiu Province martial arts by over a thousand years… well, that’s not really just a rumor."
"Those amazing skills truly surpassed martial arts for over a thousand years, and the so-called ‘Ancestor Qiao’ who created these skills…."
Nian Chao Sheng silently looked up at the shadowy mber of the Qiao family in the sky.
The na of the martial arts ancestor does not refer to one person, but rather to Peach Blossom Villa Master Qiao Xin and the brave ancestors of the Qiao family who spread the fla of martial arts starting from Peach Blossom Villa to Jiu Province.
But now, looking back, the debate about who the martial arts ancestor is, or who those people are as the martial arts ancestors of the Qiao family, can finally co to an end…
He is the so-called source of the Qiao family’s amazing skills, "Ancestor Qiao."
"A long, long ti ago…." Qiao Mu held the Human Emperor Sword, surrounded in front and behind by flesh clones.
"I have a na called Qiao Mu."
"But later, I beca Qiao Lin, Qiao Sen…."
Qiao Mu looked around as the many different flesh clones began to subtly change their features, their originally similar faces transforming in the sa direction, until they all turned into the sa face.
Qiao Canxue looked up with her eyes wide open, and in her bright gaze, she saw countless mbers of the Qiao family. But when she looked closely, their faces all looked the sa, just like the appearance of the young boy from the beginning.
Qiao Mu, holding the Human Emperor Sword, moved like lightning, charging into the vast emptiness.
"I alone am a mber of the Qiao family."
Countless flesh clones rushed out with him, like a large swarm of bees heading toward the sky.
The Undead Immortal Lord watched this scene from a distance.
At first, he was calm and relaxed; after revealing Qiao Mu’s secret, he seed to be enjoying the show and having fun.
But as one Qiao family mber after another appeared, his previously calm expression began to change.
From five people to ten, then twenty, fifty…
The Qiao family mbers erging from the blood mist seed endless and were coming in a steady stream.
Qiao Mu also has the power of immortality, which is expected for him and not surprising.
Using the Shape Changing Skill to creatively control flesh clones is quite remarkable in the human world.
However, as the Undead Immortal Lord, a true immortal, even if he is not familiar with martial arts, he has seen many different thods like avatars and transformations. This creative way of controlling clones is indeed original, but it doesn’t truly shock him.
What surprised the Undead Immortal Lord is… the number of Qiao family mbers is far too many!
The weakest among them is the recently slain 170,000-year-old Qiao Yanyan, and each person thereafter will have greater age and strength, with the last being Qiao Mu himself who wields the Human Emperor Sword!
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