Remnants of the Former Emperor

Chapter 494: The Remnants of the Former Emperor

Qin Mu had made up his mind and when he reached a distance of a hundred miles, the box and Long Qilin followed closely behind him.

A hundred miles is far enough. Even if the trap is extremely powerful, it is difficult to threaten them a hundred miles away.

Qin Mu grabbed a handful of yellow sand and blew it gently. The sand was blown out of his palm in one breath and turned into a three-inch little man when it fell to the ground.

This "dune giant" opened his mouth and roared ferociously, the yellow sand beneath his body swirled, and the little hill giant rushed towards the cliff a hundred miles away with murderous intent.

Long Qilin was extremely excited. After a while, the fat man's expectations diminished a little, but he still stared into the distance intently. However, nothing happened on the cliff.

Qin Mu jumped onto his head, climbed up and looked far away, looking at the "dune giant". The little dune giant had just climbed over a sand dune and was trying hard to get to the cliff.

Long Qilin yawned, cheered himself up, and said, "Master, are we almost there?"

Qin Mu calculated: "It will be there in half an hour."

Long Qilin climbed down and muttered, "I'll take a nap first. Call me when we get there."

Half an hour later, Qin Mu kicked the huge creature awake. Long Qilin hurriedly got up and asked excitedly, "Are we there yet?"

"It will be there in half an incense stick!"

Qin Mu smiled and said, "Let's go to the air first, so that if anything goes wrong, it will be convenient for us to escape!"

The box spread its legs and climbed onto the back of Long Qilin. Long Qilin quickly stepped on the fire cloud and soared into the sky. From afar, a small creature could be vaguely seen hundreds of miles away, roaring and rushing towards the stone tablet. Even though Long Qilin had very strong eyesight, he could hardly make out what was going on.

Qin Mu saw it clearly. The little dune giant roared for a long time and finally came under the stone tablet with great momentum.

Then, the little dune giant worked hard to dig in the sand, roaring as he did so.

Qin Mu was speechless. Long Qilin opened his mouth to speak, but then closed it and waited quietly. He thought to himself, "If I bring this up without thinking, I'll probably have nothing to eat tomorrow."

After a while, the little dune giant dug a small pit, and the words under the stone tablet finally appeared. Before Qin Mu could see clearly what was written on it, suddenly countless yellow sands rolled in the sand pit, and streaks of yellow sand rose into the sky like flying rainbows, submerging the little dune giant!

Not only was the small dune giant submerged, but the surrounding area within dozens of miles also turned into a horrific killing field. The yellow sand was boiling, like a huge khaki pot in the desert, and the sound of knives could be heard from the khaki ball!

The hair and scales on the dragon unicorn's body stood up straight in fear, and Qin Mu couldn't help but feel terrified!

This trap was even more terrifying than he had imagined. Fortunately, he was always cautious and suggested going a hundred miles away to trigger the trap.

In the khaki-colored cauldron, rays of knife light flew up and down, left and right, cutting, slicing, and slicing in various ways, almost filling up the space within a radius of dozens of miles!

"This kind of swordsmanship..."

Qin Mu was slightly startled and suddenly had a bad feeling. He had seen this kind of swordsmanship before!

But it was not in Yankang, but last night, the night thirty or forty thousand years ago, that young man from the Heavenly Court Lingxiu Army named Luo Wushuang!

The swordsmanship displayed by Luo Wushuang is very similar to the sword flash on the battlefield!

"The one-armed boy is still alive? The Great Master also said that this kid won't live long, so I don't need to worry..."

Qin Mu laughed, but his smile gradually stiffened, and soon his face turned ashen.

The magical trap that Luo Wushuang had set here was extremely powerful, so powerful that it was unbelievable. Even Xing An might not have such great magical power.

This means that Luo Wushuang not only survived, but also lived well and looked very powerful. He may have become a god!

He still bore the grudge of having his arm broken, and presumably after becoming a god he revisited the place, found this cliff, and saw Qin Mu's handwriting on the cliff, so he left a stone tablet.

If Qin Mu came here, he would definitely want to know what was written under the stone tablet, and then he would fall into the trap!

"I really shouldn't have revealed my name. I should have made up a name at the time... But fortunately, we are all in trouble. Luo Wushuang is too petty. I chopped off one of Da Zun's legs, and it was the same leg that I chopped off twice, but he didn't say anything."

The magical power left by Luo Wushuang did not last long. Soon the power of the trap dissipated, and the yellow sand in the sky was cut into dust, which fluttered and was blown around by the wind.

Qin Mu narrowed his eyes and was secretly shocked.

He met Luo Wushuang last night. Although Luo Wushuang's swordsmanship was superb, it was still far inferior to his.

Luo Wushuang's sword technique is a fission sword technique. One splits into two, two splits into four, four splits into eight, and it keeps fissioning. When this sword technique fissions for the tenth time, there will be one thousand and twenty-four sword lights. When it fissions for the fourteenth time, there will be more than sixteen thousand sword lights.

However, this sword technique has a biggest drawback, which is that Luo Wushuang's magic power is fixed. The more times it fissions, the power of each sword light will weaken. If it splits too much, the attack power will be insufficient.

If he meets other masters, he can still dominate, but if he meets someone like Qin Mu who is a master of both swordsmanship and knife skills, it will be difficult for him to please him.

Therefore, even when Qin Mu's magic power was about to run out and he was covered in wounds, he was still able to break off one of his arms.

However, this time, Qin Mu saw that Luo Wushuang's swordsmanship had improved to an extremely terrifying level.

The sky was filled with yellow sand for dozens of miles, but the real murderous intent was still the sword light that filled the yellow sand.

It seemed that the yellow sand within a radius of dozens of miles was filled with sword lights, which were not separated from the fission sword technique, but in fact there was only one sword light.

The sword light hit the sand and dust, refracted and rebounded. Because the speed was too fast, it created the illusion that the sword light was everywhere. However, Luo Wushuang only made one move!

Qin Mu could imagine that after Luo Wushuang became a god, he came here, saw the words left by Qin Mu on the stone wall, recognized Qin Mu's swordsmanship from the words, and then erected a stone tablet.

He stood in front of the stone tablet and slashed into the yellow sand with a sword, hiding his sword intent and magical powers in the yellow sand, under the stone tablet!

After countless years, Qin Mu came here, triggered his sword intent and magical power, and detonated his magical power!

"His swordsmanship has reached the Dao realm."

Qin Mu's eyes twitched, and he stepped into the dust, heading towards the cliff against the choking dust.

Luo Wushuang's swordsmanship has reached the Dao realm. Like National Master Yankang, he is a terrifying existence in the Dao realm!

Having entered the Dao of Sword through the sword, this person's comprehension of the Dao of Sword is probably not weaker than that of the butcher. What's more frightening is that his cultivation is so profound that he is probably far superior to that of the butcher!

Qin Mu was slightly startled. The cliff in front was still there, and his words on the cliff were still there. There was not a single damage to the cliff. It seemed that Luo Wushuang's magical power had deliberately avoided this cliff.

He didn't think much about it and looked at the stone tablet.

The stone tablet is still there, intact.

The text under the stone tablet was also revealed. After the word "buried", there were not the words "here" as he had guessed, but a separate column of very small regular script.

Qin Mu read it carefully: "You think this is a trap, you think my swordsmanship is to kill you? You are wrong. If you stand here, you will be unharmed."

"I am waiting for you, Tiansheng Sect Master. I have gone through 20,000 years and the entire Kaihuang Era, but I have never found any trace of Tiansheng Sect. Until the end of the Kaihuang Era."

"The remnants of Kaihuang founded the Tiansheng Sect. It was not until that moment that I realized that the person I was waiting for was not in the past, but in the future!"

"The Tiansheng Sect has the word 'holy' in its name, but it is actually a demonic sect. The Tiansheng Sect leader Qin Mu is actually the Tianmo Sect leader Qin Mu!"

"You triggered my trap, and my magical power will notify me of your presence!"

"I finally got you here..."

Qin Mu's face was solemn. He exhaled a breath of foul air, turned over and jumped onto Long Qilin's back, and shouted, "Go! We can't stay here for long!"

Long Qilin immediately started running, and the box behind him also started running for his life.

Qin Mu's face was gloomy.

That's not a trap.

Although the noise was huge, the trap was only meant to let Luo Wushuang sense that his magical powers had been triggered, so that he would know that Tiansheng Sect Leader Qin Mu had arrived, that was all!

It was an old monster who had lived for thirty or forty thousand years, and he had always held a grudge against Qin Mu for cutting off his arm. To Qin Mu, this was something that happened last night, but to him it was something that happened thirty or forty thousand years ago!

He has been holding a grudge for thirty or forty thousand years, and even if he left a trap it was not to kill Qin Mu, but to inform him of his true identity. Luo Wushuang's persistence is terrifying!

He would rather make his trap ineffective than save Qin Mu's life, because he wanted to take it himself!

Qin Mu fled away with the box. It was already past noon and the sun was setting. The sun in the yellow desert seemed to be different from the sun in Yankang, and this world and Yankang seemed to be different.

He rode the dragon unicorn and carried the box across the desert. It seemed that this world had no end. He could not see the horizon and could not reach the end.

He couldn't even find the crack that he saw when he came here.

Qin Mu broke out in cold sweat on his forehead. If he couldn't get out of here, even if Luo Wushuang didn't come to kill him, he would die in this strange place sooner or later!

Either die of thirst, or die of hunger, or die of madness from loneliness, or die of solitude from old age.

"Don't panic, don't panic, think carefully..."

He calmed his mind and carefully recalled the path he had taken here. In the vast desert, the path he came from was no longer visible. Even if he could find a way back, he would never take that path.

"Xing'an didn't catch up with us. He would definitely be waiting at the crack of the entrance, waiting for me to come to him on my own initiative."

Qin Mu's eyes flickered as he looked up at the sky, silently saying in his heart: "I once saw five layers of heaven at the source of Yongjiang River, at the cliff that cuts off the east and west of Daxu. It is the sky of five worlds overlapping together! The five layers of heaven overlapping means that there are other exits in this world. I can return to Daxu through other exits!"

Layers of array patterns swirled in his pupils. He let the dragon and unicorn run free and just looked at the sky.

At night, Long Qilin did not dare to move forward and jumped onto the box, while Qin Mu lay on the box with his legs crossed, looking at the dark night sky, while the box was climbing over the sand dunes and running away into the distance.

When it was daytime again, he looked much more haggard, his eyes were bloodshot, but he still stared intently, not daring to slack off in the slightest.

Finally, Qin Mu saw a cloud.

The world is full of deserts and there is no moisture at all. However, this cloud suddenly appeared inexplicably, and it was a small piece at first, and then it grew bigger and bigger!

Qin Mu's spirits lifted, he stood up and laughed: "There is always a way out for everyone, but it is more often people who give up hope and cut off their own path! If I don't give up, I can get out alive!"

He placed the box on the dragon unicorn's back, and the dragon unicorn soared into the sky and rushed towards the cloud.

As they passed through this world, a divine light flickered in the cliff, and in the divine light was another colorful world with tall plants and colorful flowers.

The divine light flowed out from the cliff like a waterfall, connecting the two worlds.

The shadow of a young girl walked over from another world on flowers, looked at the words on the cliff, and whispered, "It's only two hundred years away from forty thousand years. You should have been born by now, right? I'm still waiting for you."

Her face was filled with resentment, and she whispered, "I survived, but after 40,000 years, I still can't forget you... I don't dare to grow old, for fear that you won't recognize me..."

Suddenly, the stone tablet next to it began to bulge up, clanging, and pieces of stone split outward, forming a stone arch in an instant.

"Demon Leader Qin Mu, I've finally waited for you!" A one-armed figure appeared on the other side of the portal, with a long sword on his back, and his laughter sounded like tears.

The girl in the divine light and the one-armed figure in the doorway met each other's eyes, and both were shocked.

"The remnants of the former emperor!"

"Devil from outside the domain!"

————Have you guessed the ranking of the strong men in the disabled old village? This chapter has 3,600 words, and it is updated in advance. Zhaizhu still plans to spend some time!