bookandnovel Chapter 14652 Luo Qiu and Qin Mu
Chapter 14652 Luo Qiu and Qin Mu
Chapter 14652 Luo Qiu and Qin Mu
Boom!
High in the sky, a violent shockwave exploded, and a strong wind swept in all directions!
Qin Mu's figure involuntarily drifted backward dozens of feet, the clouds beneath his feet even being shaken apart. Meanwhile, the sword cultivator's figure had already returned to his original spot as if by teleportation, his long sword still sheathed, hanging at his side as if he had never moved.
In their first encounter, the fight was lightning fast and ended in a draw!
Qin Mu steadied himself and looked at the sword cultivator below, his smile widening rather than diminishing: "Impressive swordsmanship. However, if you were alone, I'm afraid you wouldn't be able to flatten this Broken Realm Mountain."
The sword cultivator nodded slightly, his tone calm and composed: "We underestimated the Boundary Breaking Mountain."
Only now did he truly realize that the Sword Star Sanctuary had far underestimated the potential of this ruin.
While the Sword Star Sanctuary is indeed extraordinary and powerful, the Breaking Boundary Mountain is by no means weak either!
This place is a gathering place for top experts from many countries in the Silent Realm. These people have the courage to venture into the forbidden land and the strength to covet the opportunity of the Demon Lord's Black Heaven Sword. How could they be mediocre?
The Sword Star Sanctuary is simply incapable of overwhelming the entire Broken Realm Mountain on its own!
Of course, the Sword Star Sanctuary is never afraid.
The sword cultivator suddenly spoke, his gaze sweeping across the valley below, his voice carrying clearly in all directions: "You all believe that the Demon Lord's Black Heaven Sword is in the hands of my Sword Star Sanctuary?"
Qin Mu slowly shook his head, his tone tinged with contemplation: "At first, that was indeed my opinion. But now..."
His gaze swept over the hiding places of the various forces in the valley, and his voice slowly lowered: "It seems that things are not so simple."
As things have progressed, he increasingly feels that something is wrong.
The whole thing seemed to be manipulated by an invisible hand, deliberately diverting the trouble to the Sword Star Sanctuary and inciting a fight between the two sides.
If someone is indeed framing us in secret, who could it be?
Lingxiao!
This was the first name that came to his mind.
The battle between Broken Boundary Mountain and Sword Star Holy Temple resulted in mutual destruction. Who benefits the most?
It's Lingxiao, of course!
However, there is one crucial question that I still can't understand: how exactly did Ling Xiao manage to take the Demon Lord's Black Sky Sword silently while under the spiritual gaze of so many powerful beings?
Moreover, Zhao Kuo had personally examined Ling Xiao's body and confirmed that the Demon Sword was indeed not on him.
Of course, he had no time to delve into Ling Xiao's affairs at this moment.
Having personally slain the members of the Sword Star Sanctuary, he had forged a blood feud with this behemoth. Now, he had to contend with the Sword Star Sanctuary's impending wrath.
Below, the sword cultivator suddenly turned his gaze to Zhao Kuo, his voice indifferent: "Ling Xiao, where are you now?"
Just as Qin Mu was about to speak, a clear and melodious female voice suddenly came from the side: "Ling Xiao? What, does the Sword Star Holy Hall mean to say that the Demon Lord Black Heaven Sword has returned to Ling Xiao's hands?"
Qin Mu turned his head to look.
A stunningly beautiful woman dressed in purple gracefully walked out of the void; it was none other than Lin Muying, the city lord of Jueling City!
The swordsman's gaze fell on Lin Muying, his brows furrowing slightly: "Who are you?"
Lin Muying smiled faintly, her voice soft and pleasant, yet carrying an undeniable air of confidence: "Demon Abyss, Spirit-Slaying City."
The Abyss of Demons!
The City of Extinction!
These two names resounded like thunder in everyone's ears.
The swordsman frowned even more deeply, his tone tinged with wariness: "Is this related to your Jue Ling City?"
Lin Muying's smile remained unchanged as her gaze fell on the sword cultivator: "You mentioned Ling Xiao, so you must believe that the supreme treasure is still in Ling Xiao's hands, is that correct?"
Instead of answering, the swordsman asked a question with a hint of sharpness in his tone: "Isn't that possible?"
Lin Muying nodded slightly and calmly analyzed, "But I believe that the Demon Lord's Black Heaven Sword is more likely to be in your sect's hands. After all, compared to Ling Xiao, who is only at the Great Sun Realm, the Sword Star Holy Hall is obviously more capable of quietly taking away the treasure right under the noses of dozens of us Breaking Realm experts. What do you think?"
The sword cultivator slowly shook his head, his tone carrying a hint of certainty: "As far as my Sword Star Holy Hall knows, the Demon Lord Black Heaven Sword seems to have recognized Ling Xiao as its master. This item is an ancient treasure, possessing its own spiritual power. If it actively cooperates with Ling Xiao to conceal his tracks, it wouldn't be difficult for Ling Xiao to use it to secretly plot against my Sword Star Holy Hall, would it?"
Upon hearing this, Lin Muying nodded in agreement: "What you say makes sense."
She changed the subject, turning her gaze to Zhao Kuo beside her, her smile gentle: "Brother Zhao, you personally examined Ling Xiao before, so why don't you tell us whether the Demon Lord's Black Heaven Sword is actually on him?"
Zhao Kuo stepped forward, his gaze sweeping over everyone present, and said in a deep voice, "I used my own divine soul power to search his meridians, dantian, and even his storage magic treasures, but I found no trace of the Demon Lord Black Heaven Sword!"
Sword cultivator Luo Qiu immediately retorted, his gaze sharp as a knife, piercing Zhao Kuo: "So, you can conclude that the treasure is not on him? There are countless ways to conceal treasures throughout the world!"
Zhao Kuo frowned, a surge of anger rising to his head. Just as he was about to retort, Lin Muying chuckled leisurely, her voice melodious and tinged with a hint of mockery: "Then how about this, let us all go to your sect's mountain gate and conduct a thorough search?"
Luo Qiu's gaze suddenly locked onto Lin Muying, and his sword intent surged instantly, making the air feel slightly stinging: "Can you represent the entire Broken Realm Mountain?"
Lin Muying covered her mouth and chuckled, her eyes sparkling, her tone light and airy, as if she had just mentioned it casually: "I was just saying it casually, you don't need to take it seriously."
After saying that, she gracefully stepped aside, lowered her eyes and remained silent, showing no intention of arguing whatsoever.
In the air, Qin Mu stood expressionless, his gaze fixed intently on the standoff below. Just as Mu Qianxue had said before, all the clues currently pointed to the Sword Star Sanctuary, and they remained the prime suspects.
Of course, Ling Xiao is also a suspect.
However, this suspicion is so minor as to be negligible. Simply because he is too weak.
How could a mere Great Sun Realm martial artist possibly take away the Demon Lord Black Sky Sword silently under the noses of dozens of Breaking Realm experts?
Ling Xiao himself probably never expected that the reason he was able to completely clear himself of suspicion and avoid being targeted by various forces was precisely because of his "insufficiency" in strength. It was this "insufficiency" that made everyone subconsciously feel that he could never have accomplished such unpredictable feats.
Just then, the sword cultivator Luo Qiu suddenly turned around, no longer entangled with the crowd. With a flicker of his figure, he walked towards the outside of Broken Realm Mountain, intending to leave directly.
"Luo Qiu!"
Before Luo Qiu had gone far, a chilling voice suddenly came from the void, carrying an undeniable pressure.
"Who are you?" Luo Qiu paused, turning to look in the direction of the voice. He saw a burly man in a black robe standing with his hands behind his back, his face cold and his eyes indifferent.
“The Silent Court, Wang Jing!” the man replied coldly, the three words ringing in Luo Qiu’s ears like a thunderclap.