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In the murky yellow river, broken limbs floated in the water. Heads were faintly discernible, and their eyes were white, as if they were staring at Chu Mu. For some reason, Chu Mu felt his hair stand on end, and a chill ran down his spine.
Boundless resentment filled the air above the river, twisting and condensing. It bared its fangs and brandished its claws, forming a hideous and terrifying head that looked like a ghost.
This was the Yellow Spring, the legendary Yellow Spring.
The Yellow Spring that connected the endless sky to the Nine Underworlds.
The broken limbs in the Yellow Spring moved up and down. Suddenly, an arm broke through the water, rushed out of the Yellow Spring, stretched, and grabbed at Chu Mu who was above the Yellow Spring.
This broken arm swelled with the wind and rapidly grew in size. It was like a huge millstone and Chu Mu could clearly see the fine lines on the palm.
The skin on the palm was pale, the kind that one would get after being soaked in water for a long time. It was slightly swollen and rotten. Vaguely, there seemed to be worms wriggling in the rotten area. Looking at it again, there seemed to be countless ghost faces wailing, as if they were imprisoned in hell and tortured.
Waves of horrifying screams attacked Chu Mu's mind, attacking his will, making it difficult for him to concentrate. The enlarged broken arm, the pale and swollen palm, with an indescribable stench, grabbed at Chu Mu. The stench made Chu Mu dizzy, and he wanted to vomit.
Resisting the dizziness and vomiting, Chu Mu knew very well that if he was caught by the giant palm, it would be difficult for him to escape. He would be pulled into the Yellow Spring. If he entered the Yellow Spring, even if he had the ability to transcend heaven and earth, he could only sink into oblivion.
Although this was only an illusion, it targeted the soul. Being pulled into the Yellow Spring meant that Chu Mu's soul had entered the Yellow Spring, and from then on, it would rise and fall in the Yellow Spring.
Realizing this, Chu Mu stretched out his hand and grabbed. The void suddenly split open, and a Sword Light appeared.
This Sword Light was sharp and sharp. It had a kind of indestructible and everlasting aura. This was the sword formed by the Eternal Sword Will.
This was an illusion, which belonged to the spiritual plane. The Eternal Sword Intent could be used as a sword.
Holding his breath, Chu Mu gathered his essence, energy, and spirit. Light shot out from his eyes as he raised his Eternal Godly Sword.
The terrifying momentum was astonishing. The momentum condensed and transformed into swords and sabers.
God-Slaying Sword Style!
Although he had yet to comprehend the True Meaning of Slash and was unable to fully unleash the power of the God Slaying Sword Style, the God Slaying Sword Style had an attack on the spiritual plane. In a sense, the illusion was equivalent to the spiritual plane.
With a slash of the sword, the pale-white, swollen palm was split open. Vaguely, Chu Mu heard an incomparably sharp sound coming from the Yellow Springs. It was like a demonic voice that pierced through one's mind.
One after another, palms broke out of the Yellow Springs and grabbed at Chu Mu like the claws of death.
Slash, slash, slash!
Chu Mu swung his sword again and again and slashed again and again. The terrifying God Slaying Sword Light came one after another. It was endless.
This was an illusion, a confrontation on the spiritual plane. There was no problem of Sword Essence consumption. The power was almost endless.
One after another, the Hands of Death were split open by the God Slaying Sword Light. They could not do anything to Chu Mu. However, continuously performing the God Slaying Sword Style at such a high intensity for a long time put a lot of burden on Chu Mu's consciousness.
But at this time, even if it was a burden, even if he had to pay a price, Chu Mu had to do it. He swung his sword again and again. Move after move of the God Slaying Sword Style was endless and endless. The terrifying Sword Light slashed down in a frenzy like a torrential downpour.
While performing the God Slaying Sword Style at such a high intensity, Chu Mu's understanding of the God Slaying Sword Style deepened. It was just that he did not realize that he seemed to have improved a little on the Dao of Slashing.
The effect of practicing on one's own and fighting against a strong enemy was completely different.
When practicing on one's own, there was no goal and no pressure. The improvement was very slow and often required the accumulation of time or coincidental enlightenment. Otherwise, it would be difficult to improve.
When fighting against a strong enemy, one had to bear the pressure and have a clear goal. One had to think about how to use the sword, how to adjust the moves, how to perform, how to use the power, and so on. Naturally, one would improve without realizing it.
The Claws of Death were shattered by Chu Mu's sword one after another, but they continued to gather and grab at him. It was as if they would not give up until they caught Chu Mu.
The high intensity of the sword strikes began to increase the burden on the spiritual level.
Chu Mu's expression did not change. His eyes were cold, as if he did not feel the increased burden.
Slash! Slash!
Under the Slash! Slash! Space seemed to be cut open. Under the silvery white threads, the Claws of Death were split open like tofu.
In terms of lethality, the Slash! Slash! Slash! Slash!
Slash! Slash! Slash! Slash! Another slash! Slash! Slash!
The Flow Slasher Sword Style's direct attack power was not strong, but it was superior in terms of continuous power. After the sword split open the Claw of Death, the power was not used up. It slashed towards the second Claw of Death. Although it did not split it open, the Claw of Death fell down and was pressed into the Yellow Springs.
Extreme Slash!
Slash! Slash! Slash! Slash! Slash! Slash!
Slash! Chu Mu could only feel that his body's temperature was constantly rising. Slash! Slash! Slash! Slash!
Slash! Slash!
Slash! Slash!
Slash! Slash! Slash!
Slash! Slash! Slash! Slash! Slash!
Slash! Slash!
This is …
Slash! Slash!
Slash! Slash! Their power was unbelievably strong!
The burden on his mind was instantly reduced. His body's temperature was also rapidly reduced, returning to normal.
His body was filled with a terrifying sharpness. That sharpness seemed to be able to tear the sky apart as long as it was unleashed.
At this moment, slash! Slash! Slash! Slash! Slash! Slash! Slash!
Suddenly, after the last claw was slashed, the Yellow Spring regained its calm. The murky yellow water was still flowing, with skeletons floating up and down. This calmness was very strange. It was as if something was brewing, giving Chu Mu even more pressure.
Chu Mu's expression was solemn and cold. His eyes were fixed on the Yellow Spring, waiting for any possible danger. He could not take the initiative to attack because the danger came from the Yellow Spring. Unless he took the initiative to rush into the Yellow Spring.
Judging from the current situation, if he took the initiative to rush into the Yellow Spring, it would be suicide.
He could only wait.
Time slowly passed, and the pressure Chu Mu felt became more and more obvious.
Instantly, a shadow rushed out of the Yellow Spring and tore through the air. It was a hand. It was similar to the Death Claw from before, but it was also different. Because it was many times faster, the pressure it gave Chu Mu was even greater.
The hand instantly stretched out and grabbed at Chu Mu. The skin was not pale and swollen but was a light green color. The skin looked very tough, and there were many small bumps on it. They were so densely packed that it made one's scalp go numb.
The claw had five fingers, and its nails were slender and sharp. It could easily pierce through the void. It did not look like a human's hand, but more like the hand of a demon.
When the ghost claw attacked, the pressure it brought to Chu Mu was ten times that of the death claw.
Facing this crisis, Chu Mu did not panic. The Imperishable Sword appeared in his left hand, and the two swords instantly slashed out.
True Intent of Slashing, True Intent of Stabbing, God Slaying Sword Style, Silent Sword Style, Sky Slashing Sword Style, Flowing Slashing Sword Style, Star Shattering Sword Style, and finally, the two swords combined into one, Extreme Slashing Sword Style.
In an instant, Chu Mu continuously slashed out eight times. The terrifying power was completely unleashed. Not a single sword fell, and all of them slashed at the Ghost Claw. The explosion of power caused the Ghost Claw to pause, and a clear crack appeared on its palm.
After eight swords, the Ghost Claw was actually not broken. Chu Mu quickly attacked again, using his full power.
The moment the Ghost Claw approached, it grabbed at Chu Mu. Another Sword Light lit up, and the Ghost Claw split into two, grabbing at Chu Mu.
Tired, very tired. He had used so many swords in an instant, and each sword had used his full power. Chu Mu could not recover quickly, and he only felt that his mind was very tired.
The Ghost Claw disappeared behind him, and in a breath, the fatigue quickly faded away. His strength was quickly restored, and not long after, Chu Mu felt that his strength had almost recovered.
Suddenly, another attack came. A malevolent head rushed out from the Yellow Springs. Its empty eyes were incomparably deep, and it was shockingly pale. When it opened its mouth, it had sharp teeth like a shark that could tear everything apart. Chu Mu smelled a thick stench …
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