novelsky Chapter 821: The Sword Is Gone Without a Trace
Chapter 821: The Sword Is Gone Without a Trace
Having stepped into the Great Ascension Stage, not only had his mastery over his miniature world become increasingly proficient.He could also partially fuse his miniature world with the greater world, assimilating parts of the greater world into his miniature world, thereby temporarily gaining complete control over the rules of heaven and earth within a certain range of the greater world.
Before Wu E and Muscle Tyrant could even react.
Chen Huaian had already quietly extended his miniature world, connecting it with the greater world.
The mountains were still mountains, the waters were still waters.
Only now, from the smallest wisp of breeze between the mountains, a single falling leaf, a spray of foam on the water, to the largest towering rocks, everything was imbued with a sharp, piercing Sword Intent.
When a martial artist cultivated to the extreme, even flying flowers and plucked leaves could harm others.
When a Sword Cultivator comprehended to the extreme, every blade of grass and every tree became Sword Intent.
As Sword Intent brewed throughout heaven and earth, enveloping Wu E, it transformed into a murderous intent that made its hackles rise. Originally, as a Demon Immortal, the rules of heaven and earth were at its command, but at this moment, it felt as if it had been abandoned by the world. Everything, down to a single speck of dust, was eyeing it with hostility.
It couldn't just sit and wait for death!
This cultivator before it was bizarre, it had to go all out!
Roar——!
A savage, ferocious roar rumbled from Wu E's throat.
Demonic power surged around its body, forming a dark blue water curtain. Within the water curtain, thousands of illusory crocodile fangs materialized, as if countless giant crocodiles had opened their bloody maws, each one gleaming with a cold light capable of shattering metal and stone.
This was its trump card, the "Myriad Crocodiles Devouring Heaven Formation".
Now, executed in its Divine Descent state, it should be invincible below the level of an Immortal. Who could possibly block it?
"You want to kill me? First, taste my methods!"
It raised its massive claw and slammed it down onto the sea surface.
Boom——!
A thunderous explosion erupted over the North Sea as the water curtain violently enveloped Chen Huaian.
Before the illusory crocodile fangs could even touch the hem of his robe, a clear, melodious sword chime emanated from Chen Huaian's fingertip, accompanied by a poetic voice drifting down from the clouds: "A long sword and a cup of wine, the heart of a true man."
At the instant the azure light flashed, Chen Huaian had already risen, treading upon the waves.
His figure was as light as the wind, his sleeves brushing past the spray without even dampening a single water droplet. Yet, the trajectory of his long sword carried a trace of a carefree, natural rhythm—no wild, fierce Sword Qi, only a single strand of azure light piercing through the water curtain!
Clang——! The sword chime rose sharply for a moment.
Those illusory crocodile fangs, capable of shattering metal and stone, dissolved like ice and snow meeting the spring sun.
The water curtain violently split open a gap, and at the gap, the sea surface actually solidified into half a blue lotus.
As the petals swirled, even Wu E's demonic power was drawn off course, dissolving away into the world.
But in reality, this demonic power had not vanished.
This area of heaven and earth had already been assimilated by Chen Huaian's Dao.
That demonic power was transformed into True Essence and fed back to Chen Huaian.
Chen Huaian's aura grew even more imposing.
Wu E's pupils contracted sharply. It had never seen such swordplay—not relying on brute force, but able to break a formation with just "Intent." How could there be such a cultivator… who could do whatever he wanted?!
Anxious in its heart, it opened its mouth and spat out its Demon Core.
The Demon Core glowed with bloody light, actually stirring the subterranean fires deep within the North Sea.
Boom——! The sea surface instantly surged with waves of fire several zhang high.
The fire waves, wrapped in magma, rolled towards Chen Huaian.
At this moment, thoughts of retreat had already begun to sprout in Wu E's mind.
Taotie didn't necessarily have to be killed right now.
But if its Divine Descent state was killed, its true body would inevitably suffer severe damage to its primordial spirit.
This kind of damage was a serious foundational loss, an injury so severe it might not be recovered even after years of cultivation. Chen Niu had been crippled by it, and now there was no one left to protect it. Under Divine Joy Emperor, there were two other Demon Immortals who would surely take advantage of its weakness to finish it off!
Yet, its mouth still blustered: "I am a Demon Immortal recognized by heaven and earth!
How can your demonic sword path possibly defeat the power of heaven and earth!"
Chen Huaian did not retreat, only raised his sword.
"Recognized by heaven and earth? A joke!"
"This Venerable One never recognized it!"
This time, from above the clouds, the immortal melody grew even more intense.
It was as if the aroma of wine from a thousand years ago was carried by the sword wind, blowing towards them.
"Ten steps to kill one man, a thousand miles without leaving a trace."
Sword Qi like a white rainbow, flying a hundred miles.
The sword light transformed into a white streak that shot straight through the fire waves. The fire waves and magma actually parted like flowing river water before the light blade, retreating to both sides and revealing the dark rock layers of the seabed.
The white streak did not stop, pressing straight towards Wu E's Demon Core.
Wu E hurriedly reached out to block it. The moment its fingertip touched the white streak, the crisp sound of bone cracking rang out—its demonic body, capable of withstanding Taotie's bites, had actually had its palm pierced through by a single strand of Sword Intent.
"Impossible!" Wu E roared as it retreated, its Demon Core trembling violently. It tried to activate another Divine Ability, only to find the demonic power around its body locked down by Sword Intent. Even breathing brought a stabbing pain.
It finally panicked, turning to flee.
The tip of its tail had just touched the seawater in the distance when it heard Chen Huaian's calm voice from behind, accompanied by the final line of the immortal melody from the Nine Heavens. It was light as a sigh, yet heavy enough to crush heaven and earth—"How can I lower my head and bend my waist to serve the powerful, making myself unable to be happy and free?"
The sword emerged, with no return.
Crack——!
A streak of Sword Qi pierced through heaven and earth!
The sea surface was split in two, the rock layers within the deep crevice shattering inch by inch.
Even the evening glow at the horizon retreated westward under this sword.
Wu E only felt a chill on its back. Before it could even let out a scream, its body was devoured by the Sword Qi—its Demon Core, its Physical Shell, the Immortal Essence condensed through Divine Descent, all turned into a sky full of fine, shattered dust within the sword light, scattered by the sea breeze, leaving not a single trace behind.
Chen Huaian stood with his sword sheathed. The azure sword light retracted into his fingertip, dispersing into a wisp of light smoke.
He tapped the tip of his foot on the sea surface. The split seawater slowly closed up, leaving only the lingering resonance of the immortal melody in the air and Muscle Tyrant's stunned, rigid gaze.
The sea breeze blew past, lightly lifting Chen Huaian's sleeves.
As if the sword strike just now, powerful enough to annihilate a Demon Immortal, had merely brushed away a speck of dust from his sleeve.
On the sea surface lay a single golden Demon Core.
Chen Huaian picked up the Demon Core.
He saw the Demon Core was already covered in cracks, as if it would completely shatter with just a little pressure.
This was the Demon Core left behind by Wu E's Divine Descent.
Divine Descent was different from an avatar. It used the avatar as a Physical Shell, pouring the true body's power completely into it. It was a genuine Immortal, just limited by the constraints of the avatar and the rules of heaven and earth. A Demon Immortal in Divine Descent state was certainly not one at its peak power.
But killing Wu E in its Divine Descent state was equivalent to crippling half of Wu E.
"Though a phoenix among chickens, it's still a True Immortal."
Chen Huaian snorted coldly and stored the Demon Core away.
The Demon Core contained Immortal power and Dao Rhythms, which could help him comprehend his own path to immortality.
After storing the Demon Core, he turned to look at Muscle Tyrant.
Muscle Tyrant was sitting obediently on the sea surface. Seeing Chen Huaian turn around, its body jolted violently, shrinking back fearfully as it said, "Big Boss… This King, ah, pah! I, I was just saying that on purpose earlier, I truly never had the thought of taking you as my attendant disciple… Please, please don't take it to heart!"
"This Venerable One naturally knows. Look how scared you are."
Chen Huaian chuckled. "Is This Venerable One really that terrifying?"
Muscle Tyrant's mouth twitched. It just glanced silently at the hundred-zhang-wide sword scar on the seabed, whose end it didn't even know how far it extended—this was the scar left from beheading Wu E. But beheading Wu E was just a casual, effortless sword strike for Chen Huaian.
With just this one sword strike's power, who would dare speak loudly?
Muscle Tyrant looked at Chen Huaian, its eyes filled with complexity.
It had thought that once it recovered to its peak and reforged its body, it could protect the Big Boss.
Now it seemed, it would be the Big Boss protecting it.
"Big Boss, while this sword strike beheading Wu E was exhilarating…
It's also a big trouble."
Muscle Tyrant sighed, choosing its words carefully. "You… didn't think this through…"