Kill Me More Times, I’ll Become Invincible Chapter 480:

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In the blink of an eye.

Floating mountains hid the sky, and the huge shadows covered the earth, like a scene from the end of the world.

From Patriarch Lingyuan’s wide sleeves poured out thousands of armored bean soldiers, shining brightly as if they descended from the heavens.

The martial artists of the wulin felt a terrifying presence from the thousands of bean soldiers, which made their instincts feel extrely dangerous, yet they did not truly understand how powerful these bean soldiers were.

Only Elder Qingzhuo and Elder Qingshui nearly had tears of excitent in their eyes at that mont.

"This is the Great Dao Sect’s treasured technique, ‘Bean Breaks Through the Sky’! This is the foundation of our Great Dao Sect!"

Only those elders of the Immortal Gate who also practiced ‘Bean Breaks Through the Sky’ truly understood the terror of the Taoist soldiers before them.

One thousand bean soldiers, one bean general.

The bean general is transford from the mother bean, while the other bean soldiers are offspring of the mother bean.

This天蚕豆 nurtured for ten thousand years in the Cave Heaven Small World is clearly a Taoist soldier of incredible power, rivaling the Soul Changing level.

The thousands of Heavenly Beans transford by it have power between the Golden Core level and the Nascent Soul level.

You should know that the Great Dao Sect and Qingxuan Road are two of the Immortal Gates with the most Nascent Soul cultivators among the Nine Heavenly Immortal Gates, but there are only about twenty or thirty.

The total number of Nascent Soul cultivators in this world, combined from all Nine Immortal Gates, does not exceed one hundred.

The Ten-Thousand-Year Celestial Silkworm Bean cultivated by Patriarch Lingyuan was quite remarkable even before the great change in the world, being the sharpest weapon in the hands of a Tao Achieving Stage cultivator.

After the great change in the world, it is even powerful enough to dominate the human realm and suppress a local Immortal Gate.

This is, of course, after the decline of spiritual energy in the Nine Heavenly Immortal Gates.

If it were placed thousands of years ago, a Nascent Soul cultivator like Elder Qingzhuo would not even qualify to beco an elder of a major Immortal Gate.

And today in the Great Dao Sect… Even if Elder Qingzhuo falls to the Golden Core Stage, his position as an elder remains very secure.

"My Great Dao Sect still has strength, and today we will definitely kill the demon of the Qiao family!" Elder Qingzhuo instinctively clenched his fist.

Among the Nine Heavenly Immortal Gates, it is not without reason that the Great Dao Sect stands at the forefront.

In today’s world, after the decline of spiritual energy, the Great Dao Sect’s power is not very different from that of the other Immortal Gates.

The key to the Great Dao Sect occupying the prosperous Zhong Province is its rich heritage and strong foundation.

Not only does it have two living ancestors, Lingyuan and Lingxu.

Moreover, Patriarch Lingyuan is skilled in magical arts, which are different from those of other Tao Achieving Stage cultivators, allowing him to be as powerful as a thousand warriors or a whole army by himself.

As long as there are enough spirit stones, rare materials, and ti to prepare, the place where Patriarch Lingyuan stands can beco his own small world.

Each small world ancestor of the Nine Heavenly Immortal Gates who has reached the Tao Achieving Stage is an unmatched force in the world after the great changes, possessing the ability to make decisive impacts.

However, this Supre Elder is not rely a tool of the Immortal Gates; each has their own plans. Since the turmoil of the Nine Heavens and Ten Earths, none have appeared in the human world.

Until today!

The Great Dao Sect has had a very difficult ti in the past six months.

But starting today, from the mont Patriarch Lingyuan appears…

"Our Great Dao Sect will surely thrive for ten thousand years!" Elder Qingzhuo exclaid with excitent.

Not just him, all the cultivators of the Great Dao Sect were filled with spirit, almost bubbling over with energy.

"I see now."

Qiao Mu looked up at the sky.

He saw a sky full of floating mountains rushing towards him, and a fierce wind blew away everything on the ground; for a mont, he felt like he couldn’t breathe.

A smile kept rising at the corners of Qiao Mu’s mouth.

He took deep breaths, his pupils quickly widening, his heart racing faster in his chest, and blood flowing rapidly through his entire body.

He knew this was the surge of adrenaline, the instinct of survival when danger approached.

This also ant that his body instinctively sensed extre danger, and the will to survive from his organs burst forth strongly.

The smile at the corner of his mouth grew bigger and bigger.

"I must also thank this Patriarch Lingyuan…"

"This ti, I can see the finish line!"

He understood.

The Supre Elder of the Cave Heaven Small World was, in fact, the last and strongest foundation of the Nine Heavenly Immortal Gates.

So.

If he could defeat Patriarch Lingyuan, he would reach the end of a ten-thousand-year battle against the Dao of Immortality.

If he is killed by Patriarch Lingyuan, then he will reach the end of his life.

No matter the outco, whether success or failure, Qiao Mu looks forward to it eagerly.

But if he had to choose…

Naturally, he does not want to fail!

"Today, one final struggle!"

He faced the sky, stretched out his arms, and laughed broadly.

In the next mont, a great mountain ca crashing down, and in the blink of an eye, its massive shadow covered the ground, smashing down before the chasm where Qiao Mu stood.

Boom!

Amidst the continuous rumbling, the ground cracked open with the mountain’s impact as the narrow chasm spread, and the earth trembled violently beneath his feet.

A great mountain descended from the sky, its power making the distant martial artists pale with fear.

Let alone stop it.

Just by watching from afar, many martial artists were thrown off their feet, tumbling to the ground.

From the high sky where Ancestor Lingyuan was, the martial artists on the ground scattered like frightened ants.

Only one person was different.

The Founding Emperor Yan, who had originally been using his lightness skill to retreat, suddenly stopped and turned to look at the descending mountain.

The mountain fell from the sky, raising a huge cloud of dust and rocks that swept upwards, making it difficult for even the most skilled martial artists to see clearly.

Yet, Founding Emperor Yan frowned, focusing intently on a specific spot within the swirling dust.

In the next mont.

Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom!

The huge mountain collapsed quickly from the bottom to the top, and the ground rose up rapidly, then a figure broke through the ground.

"Heavenly Demon Disintegration thod!"

A swirling wind of blood-red energy spread out, clearing the dust and mist around.

In the sight of the Founding Emperor Yan and others appeared a figure surrounded by a strong blood-red light; it was Qiao Mu.

Among these martial artists, there were also so who were at Peach Blossom Villa six months ago, participating in the battle against the five great Immortal Gates.

They imdiately realized:

"Senior Qiao Shuangtu is serious now… This is the Qiao family’s ultimate martial arts forbidden technique, the Heavenly Demon Disintegration thod!"

"The Qiao family’s Heavenly Demon Disintegration thod is different in quality from the one that is commonly known in the martial world, even though they share the sa na."

"Perhaps the Heavenly Demon Disintegration thod that is said to exist in the world is just a fake created by later martial artists who only scratched the surface of the Qiao family’s true power; the Qiao family’s Heavenly Demon Disintegration thod is the real one!"

"That’s right!"

This is the strongest form that Qiao Shuangtu has shown to the wandering martial artists.

From that day on, the na of Qiao Shuangtu as the invincible in the world shook Jiu Province; even the five great Immortal Gates could not match his brilliance, and everyone retreated before him like the wind.

However, Founding Emperor Yan did not hear these rumors.

With his martial arts level and vision, even though he did not understand the forbidden techniques deeply, he could tell at a glance:

The life of Qiao Shuangtu was like a fierce fire burning in the wind.

It looked bright and intense, but in truth, it was burning incredibly fast.

The price of true strength increasing five tis was that his body endured an enormous burden, to the point that even Qiao Mu’s body suffered irreversible and unhealable injuries.

Without a strong external force to interfere, there is no chance of survival.

"Qiao Shuangtu is about to die," thought Founding Emperor Yan.

He knew… that in this world, no one could save him anymore.

Founding Emperor Yan had many powerful dicines in his hands; those dicines could save his life, but for Qiao Mu, they were hardly any help at all.

Wuji Association’s Spiritual at Pill stock was running low, and even though Founding Emperor Yan wanted to help, he could do nothing. Thus, no one in the world could save him.

"Martial Arts Forbidden Technique, Heavenly Demon Disintegration thod?" Patriarch Lingyuan frowned slightly.

"What kind of incredible skill is this Heavenly Demon Disintegration thod, that it can make this person grow several tis stronger in an instant?"

He also felt a deep sense of fear in his heart.

The next mont.

Underneath the floating mountains, thousands of bean soldiers stood in formation, stepping on white clouds and diving down to surround Qiao Mu.

"Does having many people make you great?"

Qiao Mu had a thought.

From afar, the other nine flesh clones flew up simultaneously, breaking through the air.

However, imdiately after, mountains began to rise from all directions, separating Qiao Mu from the other flesh clones.

At that mont, Qiao Mu couldn’t help but furrow his brow.

The distance between him and the flesh clones was only a few hundred ters.

With the speed at which his flesh clones could perform Ex-human Transformation, they could cross that distance in an instant.

However, what usually felt like an instant distance was suddenly stretched out, as if a piece of wood was placed in water, creating a strange sense of misalignnt.

Nine flesh clones quickly flew in using Ex-human Transformation, but they were blocked by overlapping mountain ranges, turning a short distance into a vast space.

Qiao Mu held the spine sword, surrounded by a thousand Taoist soldiers forming a battle formation, with weapons raining down from all around.

In the eyes of Founding Emperor Yan and other martial artists on the ground.

Qiao Mu was like a bug that fell into an ant nest; within a few breaths, he was overwheld by layers of bean soldiers and was soon out of sight.

"I don’t have ti to waste with you."

After using Heavenly Demon Disintegration thod, Qiao Mu had no ti to waste with these Taoist soldiers.

So he chose the most violent way to break through.

"Blood at Oven, indestructible!"

His body suddenly grew dozens of tis larger in just a few monts, rapidly expanding and shining like tal.

Bang!

The Founding Emperor Yan and others looked up at the sky and saw what seed like a sudden, intense explosion among the tightly packed army of bean soldiers.

A blood-red whirlpool erupted from the center, and the countless Taoist soldiers scattered like raindrops in all directions.

A giant, towering several dozen ters high, bathed in a stream of blood, with skin shining like gold and iron, stretched out its fists and feet from the crimson flas.

Patriarch Lingyuan furrowed his brows even deeper.

Then, purple lightning slithered down like a long snake, but it was gradually extinguished into nothingness amidst the vast blood-colored True strength that swirled around Qiao Mu.

Accompanying the strike of the lightning was not rain but the crashing down of mountains.

"Eight Ard Heavenly Dragon Fist!" The iron fist, the size of a house, shot through the air like a shooting star, landing with the force of a falling star.

Below Qiao Mu, the True strength ford clouds. He kept moving forward, with blood-colored True strength and a fountain of blood overflowing from him.

At this mont.

In front of him stood a golden-armored bean general.

The bean general raised his long sword, and in that instant, thousands of bean soldiers all trembled, and their strong bodies suddenly shrank.

The mother bean and the young bean are one; the bean general, transford from the mother bean, is born with the ability to gather the power of the young beans.

At that mont, the bean general’s body also swelled to three or four ters, and his aura kept growing stronger.

At first, Qiao Mu felt only a slight danger, like a pinprick on his back, but as the bean general swung his long sword, it transford into a giant sword that pressed down like a mountain.

That feeling of danger quickly turned into a razor’s edge across his throat, sending a shiver through him.

"Buddha’s Palm!"

A trendous true strength was rapidly consud, crazily pouring into his palm, transforming it into a gigantic golden palm, like a mountain, striking through the air.

Boom!

Amidst a thunderous roar, a fierce wind swept in all directions.

Patriarch Lingyuan squinted his eyes.

One of the wonderful aspects of the Taoist soldier is its own intelligence; while commanding the Taoist soldier from a distance, he could also strike with full force at the sa ti.

In that split second, Patriarch Lingyuan moved as well.

In the dark clouds on one side of the sky, a short knife wrapped in gray mist broke through the air, slicing through with a sharp arc.

With a flash of light, this gray mist knife shot by like lightning, cutting through the rapidly depleting True strength, and aid for Qiao Mu’s waist with a single slash.

Swish!

In a wild burst of blood, Qiao Mu was cut in half at the waist, his lower half severed in one strike, and he began to fall downward.

The cut on the waist wriggled quickly at an amazing speed, and within a breath, flesh buds had already started to grow.

But then, a cloud of gray mist burst open, and the originally bright red flesh quickly faded, turning into a color that resembled decaying wood.

"Grey Frost Divine Blade." Patriarch Lingyuan showed a confident look, nodding slightly.

He was the leader of the Great Dao Sect ten thousand years ago, once in charge of the Immortal Gate, a person who thought carefully and acted after planning.

So, before his lifespan ended and he stepped into the human world, he naturally made thorough preparations, including gathering information about the Great Dao Sect’s human enemy, the Qiao family mber.

"Although the martial artists of today are strong, training their bodies to an incredible level, serious injuries heal in the blink of an eye…"

"While this is quite remarkable, our immortal path has its own thods to refine treasures for protection, so I do not need to bear everything with my body."

"From the mont your true strength is exhausted and you take on the Grey Frost Divine Blade with your body, your ti of death has already co."

Patriarch Lingyuan lowered his eyelids, knowing exactly what to do.

A martial artist does not have any good thods for refining weapons, or we can say that the forging techniques in the mortal world are still too primitive compared to the thods of celestial realms.

For a celestial cultivator, their strength depends not only on their level of cultivation but also on the magical treasures they possess, the spells they master, and the Taoist soldiers and elixirs in their hands.

The gray frost mist on the Grey Frost Divine Blade is the last breath of living beings when a small world is destroyed.

This is like the opposite of life; it is the strongest form of destruction, a breath of extinction. When the Grey Frost Divine Blade strikes, it already ans that Qiao Shuangtu’s ti of death has co.