Evil Spirit

Chapter 862: Evil Spirit

After a long time, a demon with a bull's head and a human body from the northern heavens said in a deep voice: "Is Yankang Tyrant Body a god? That old fox from Wentian Pavilion never said that Yankang Tyrant Body has been cultivated to the god realm! If you are a god, then we should choose a strong man in the god realm to challenge you!"

Qin Mu's momentum exploded, and the divine treasure was opened, allowing everyone to see it clearly. He shook his head and said, "I just opened the seventh divine treasure not long ago."

An invisible aura enveloped Jiangling Academy like a dark cloud covering a city. At this moment, everyone felt as if it was difficult to breathe.

It was as if a god was unbridled in his aura. Even if one was thousands or even tens of thousands of miles away, one could still feel his terrifying pressure!

Fortunately, Qin Mu did not go too far. After showing off his aura for a moment, he restrained himself.

The village chief and villagers often taught him to keep a low profile, and unless there were special circumstances, he would not show his full strength right away.

"Showing 40% of my cultivation this time should be considered low-key."

Qin Mu looked around with a smile, thinking to himself, "I kept two tricks to myself. I didn't reveal the willow leaf between my brows, nor did I reveal my magic secrets."

Many gods and demons in the northern heavens frowned, their eyes twitching as they looked at the phantoms of gods that appeared behind Qin Mu.

This person is so strong that he doesn’t seem like a human, nor does he seem like a person with supernatural powers!

This kind of power is not the power of magical powers, but the power of pure magic.

His magical power is comparable to that of the deity who ascends to the Heavenly Palace and stands in front of the South Gate of Heaven, or even stronger!

Such powerful magic power even makes people doubt that if he enters the Nantianmen, he may be able to withstand the pressure of the Nantianmen and become a true god directly!

Of course, the stronger the cultivation, the greater the pressure one has to endure to enter the Nantianmen. Therefore, they suspected that Qin Mu would be crushed as soon as he walked into the Nantianmen!

What’s even more terrifying is that Qin Mu’s divine storage is different from others. It is actually connected as a whole, without any divine storage barriers!

His seventh divine treasure is even more confusing. No one knows whether it is the towering tree on the Liuhe Continent or the Milky Way flowing out of the Heavenly Palace.

"What kind of freak is this?"

Several gods and demons looked at each other and thought at the same time: "Could this be the Tyrant Body?"

"Although the young masters from the northern heavens are all carefully selected outstanding people, they are no match for such a terrifying guy!"

The Duke of Weiguo understood Qin Mu very well. When Qin Mu came to Jiangling Academy, he showed his magical power and overturned Jin Jiang, which showed his extraordinary strength.

According to Duke Weiguo's understanding of Qin Mu, Qin Mu was not simply trying to establish his own authority as a tyrant, but wanted to scare off some challengers first and did not want to fight with people of low ability.

Although Qin Mu was always kind to others, he was very proud in his heart. If his cultivation skills were low, he would not even be interested in fighting with the other party.

"But it seems that the leader is not trying to scare off some of the challengers, but to scare off all the young masters in the northern heavens."

Duke Wei looked around and thought, "Although the young masters in the Northern Heavens are very strong, they are not ridiculously strong. Even if these people attack together, I am afraid they will be slaughtered by the leader in a short time."

"Hahaha! The Yankang Tyrant Body is indeed worthy of its reputation!"

Suddenly, the bull-headed demon laughed loudly and said, "Qin Tyrant's strength is extremely high. We envoys have seen that he is qualified to compete with us northern gods. We are not here to challenge Qin Tyrant, but to send a letter of war."

As soon as he said this, the other gods and demons in the northern heavens all looked puzzled.

They obviously thought that Yankang was a soft persimmon, so they came to pinch him, bully the tyrant Yankang, and take him over.

The bull-headed demon remained calm and said righteously, "We saw the strength of your Yankang Divine Power before, and we were worried that your Tyrant Body was just so-so. But now that we see your ability, we think you are qualified to accept the challenge from our Northern Heavens!"

The other gods and demons suddenly realized: "I see. The supernatural beings we brought with us are no match for this fierce guy. We can save face by calling it a declaration of war."

The bull-headed demon god had a serious expression on his face and said in a deep voice: "All the heavens in the north are united under the name of Mahakala. Since Qin Ba Ti has this strength, please ask Qin Ba Ti to go to the northern heavens. We are waiting for you!"

The other gods and demons nodded and said, "We are looking forward to your coming!"

Duke Wei asked curiously, "Where is your declaration of war?"

The Bull-Headed Demon God's expression remained unchanged, and he said, "Yankang, a small country, why would you issue a declaration of war? It's just a verbal message."

Duke Wei sneered.

The Bull-Headed Demon God was extremely thick-skinned and said in a deep voice: "The declaration of war has been delivered. We will return to the northern heavens. Please ask Qin Tyrant to go there as soon as possible. Let's go——"

He turned around and planned to lead the powerful people from the northern heavens away.

"Wait a minute." Qin Mu's voice came from behind them.

The muscles on the Bull-Headed Demon's back stiffened a little, and he turned around quickly to avoid being ambushed by Qin Mu.

Qin Mu smiled gently and said, "The elders from the Northern Heavens are not polite. They said they would send a letter of challenge but didn't. But I, Yan Kang, cannot be impolite. I must send a letter of challenge back. When you go back, let the heroes from the Northern Heavens have a look."

The Bull-Headed Demon God was relieved and said with a smile: "Qin Tyrant, please!"

Zheng——

The Worry-Free Sword flew out of Qin Mu's Taotie bag. Qin Mu put his fingers together and stabbed the Worry-Free Sword into the air with a "chi" sound.

He moved his feet, changed the direction of his sword, and tapped it repeatedly. The Worry-Free Sword kept moving, drawing a figure of a young man with a long sword on his back, looking very energetic in the air.

Soon, Qin Mu finished the painting of a man with a sword on his back using the Wuyou Sword.

He imitated the painting of the Sword God carrying a sword drawn by the deaf man, but the person in the painting was not the village chief in his youth, but Qin Mu himself.

"This is my declaration of war."

Qin Mu held the Wuyou Sword and shook his hand gently to cut off the sword-carrying pattern in the air. He pressed it with his hand and the sword-carrying pattern became half a foot long.

Duke Wei ordered someone to bring a visiting card. Qin Mu put the sword-carrying picture in the visiting card and said, "When you go back, select young strong men and then open my challenge letter. Also, people with low cultivation should not read the visiting card. When I sense that the sword-carrying picture in the challenge letter has been destroyed, I will personally go to the northern heavens and visit them one by one."

He hesitated for a moment, and said sincerely: "For the sake of your lives, you must not open this letter of challenge. Only the strongest masters in your respective realms can open it. Moreover, outsiders are not allowed to see the contents of the letter of challenge. It is very dangerous! Remember, remember! Gentlemen, please go ahead."

The bull-headed demon god took the invitation with a solemn look on his face and shouted, "Let's go!"

One after another, the gods and demons took the powerful people from the northern heavens and left quickly.

When they were far away from Jiangling Academy, a supernatural being said, "Teacher, is this challenge really so powerful? Can you open it and let us take a look?"

The Bull-Headed Demon God shook his head and said, "It cannot be opened easily. The sword-carrying picture in the challenge letter hides his magical power. Once it is opened, it will trigger his magical power."

Another god or demon laughed and said, "You are exaggerating, aren't you? He drew a picture of a man carrying a sword. Although it contains magical powers, if the magical powers are activated once, they will explode. Wouldn't the challenge be ruined? In my opinion, as long as you don't use your vitality, you won't trigger his magical powers. It's okay to open it and take a look."

The other gods and demons laughed and said, "Only by knowing yourself and your enemy can you win every battle!"

The Bull-Headed Demon God hesitated for a moment, took out the challenge letter, and said, "You can take a look, but be sure not to have any fluctuations in your vitality, so as not to trigger his magical powers. I also need this visiting card to see Mahakala. There is no such a terrifying master in our world. Only those under Mahakala have the strength to compete with him."

He carefully opened the challenge letter, and sure enough, Qin Mu's magical power did not explode. He heaved a sigh of relief and said, "You can come up and see now."

Everyone came forward and looked at the picture of a man carrying a sword in the challenge letter.

Qin Mu used the Wuyou Sword as a pen to paint in space, imprinting his sword skills in space.

To achieve this, one must possess the strength of a supreme god. Only a supreme god can imprint his magical powers in space and make them last forever.

When everyone looked at the picture of Qin Mu carrying a sword on his back, they saw that he looked like a real person, very three-dimensional and vivid.

"This Yankang Ba Ti is really multi-talented. If he goes to the streets to sell paintings, he will definitely be an expert!" Everyone laughed.

The Bull-Headed Demon God quickly shouted, "I'm showing you this, not to see how good his painting skills are, but to see how his swordsmanship is, so you can know how deep he is! Maybe we can find out his magical power from this painting and find a way to deal with him."

Everyone was in awe and looked carefully.

Suddenly, a demigod yelled, his aura burst out, and a series of divine storage opening sounds came from his body. He blocked forward with his hands as if sealed, and shouted: "He is shooting a sword at me!"

The Bull-Headed Demon God's face changed drastically, and he was about to block him to prevent the fluctuation of his vital energy from impacting the challenge. Suddenly, the demigod's eyebrows cracked, and his spirit was unexpectedly killed by an invisible force. His soul immediately flew away, and he died an untimely death!

The Ox-Headed Demon God was startled and went forward to check, only to see that there was a sword-shaped wound on the demigod's forehead. However, this power did not come from the outside, but from the inside.

"What kind of magical power is this?"

Just as he thought of this, several demigods suddenly panicked, urging their spirit soldiers to attack in all directions, and shouted: "He is attacking me!"

Before he finished his words, suddenly there was a hissing sound bursting out from the bodies of these demigods, and countless blood arrows burst out from their bodies. Their bodies shook violently, and then their souls were annihilated and they fell down!

"Don't read the challenge!"

The Bull-Headed Demon God came to his senses and quickly closed the challenge letter and put it away.

But it was too late.

Those masters with magical powers who followed them to Yankang to challenge Yankang Tyrant seemed to have fallen into madness, attacking from all directions with their magical powers and spiritual weapons, as if they were fighting a life-and-death battle with an invisible enemy!

The other gods and demons rushed forward and tried to control them, but even though these demigods were suppressed by them, their bodies were still riddled with wounds, and their souls were beheaded one by one, and they died!

The Bull-Headed Demon God and the other gods and demons felt a chill in their hearts. They stared blankly around. Under their feet were corpses everywhere.

“This is weird!”

A god or demon screamed, "This is fucking weird!"

The other gods and demons looked pale. Qin Mu never attacked these challengers from beginning to end. He just displayed his magic power in front of Jiangling Academy to shock all the powerful people in the heavens.

However, although Qin Mu did not take action, his challenge caused the deaths of these people with supernatural powers!

"What's the reason? What magical power?" a god or demon said in a trembling voice.

"Swordsmanship."

The Bull-Headed Demon God said in a hoarse voice: "The sword technique of entering the Dao! When you see this sword technique, it will be imprinted in your heart. This sword technique is too evil. It attacks the spiritual will. Once the spiritual will collapses, it will steal your magic power and use your magic power to exert the power of the sword technique in your body. Their spiritual will cannot match the sword will contained in the Back Sword Diagram, so they will die. We are beings in the divine realm, and the sword will in the Back Sword Diagram has no effect on us."

Many gods and demons were horrified.

The bull-headed demon shouted, "Let's go! Let's go see Mahakala!"

Everyone hurriedly followed him, and one of the gods couldn't help but ask, "How could his sword diagram contain such a terrifying sword will? Is there such a powerful will in this world?"

"This is not will, but immortal consciousness."

Darkness overflowed from this legendary palace in the Black Heaven Palace, covering an area of ​​thousands of miles. However, the palace was brightly lit. Mahakala, with a black sun behind his head, sat on the throne, unfolded Qin Mu's challenge, looked at it carefully, and said leisurely: "This kind of immortal consciousness was passed down from the Chiming era. It is the practice of the first false emperor Chihuang in the Chiming era. It is natural that you don't recognize it. The practice of Chihuang is not even available in the Heavenly Court. This sword-carrying picture is not evil at all, but upright and majestic."