Wait, How Did My Digital Girlfriend Become a Sword Immortal?

Chapter 856.26: The Heavens Should Change

…The wind had not yet stirred.

The Sword Intent moved first.

As Chen Huaian's words fell, a sharp, piercing aura was already rushing towards him.

Tu Fu Xing did not dare to be careless.

Bi Yue Wu's bisected corpse was right before his eyes, a stark warning from the past.

"Hah!"

A thunderous roar erupted, like a clap of thunder in a drought-stricken land.

Tu Fu Xing's figure swelled explosively. The golden-armored divine general form instantly disintegrated, as countless yellowish-brown rocks materialized from the void and attached themselves to his body.

In the blink of an eye.

A ten-zhang-tall rock colossus now stood astride the floating peak.

He glanced at the sword in Chen Huaian's hand, a mere toothpick of a mortal weapon, truly unable to fathom how Bi Yue Wu could have met such an unexpected end.

Tu Fu Xing reversed his hand in a grasping motion. A massive bronze cauldron, the size of a small mountain, his Lifebound Immortal Artifact—the [Thick Earth Suppressing Heaven Cauldron]—manifested with a deafening roar.

The cauldron's body was inscribed with mountains, rivers, and running beasts, carrying a terrifying gravitational force capable of suppressing an entire world, descending to envelop Chen Huaian from above.

"Mortal, let's see if you can bear the weight of this entire world!"

Before the cauldron even arrived, the air pressure alone caused the white jade steps to crack inch by inch.

This was pure, unadulterated force.

The heavy pressure of the unadorned and monumental.

Before this power, Chen Huaian's figure in his white robes seemed as thin and fragile as a sheet of rice paper.

But Chen Huaian did not move.

He merely flicked the Black Scales Sword in his hand lightly.

"The wanderer's cap adorned with barbarian tassels, the Wu hook's blade bright with frost and snow."

A low chant began.

And the sword's hum began as well.

Chen Huaian's figure suddenly grew faint.

That Thick Earth gravitational force, potent enough to suppress a true dragon, seemed utterly incapable of locking him down.

He was like a wisp of breeze passing through mountain ranges, like a reflection of moonlight shimmering on river water.

Great Freedom.

Great Unfettered Joy.

Tu Fu Xing only felt his vision blur, and that sure-kill cauldron smashed down onto empty air with a thunderous crash, cleaving a bottomless fissure into the floating peak.

"Where do you think you're running!"

Tu Fu Xing roared in fury. His colossal rock body swept horizontally, as countless earth spikes erupted from the ground like fangs, sealing off all paths of retreat.

Chen Huaian's feet trod upon the void, his figure weaving through the sky full of shattered stones and earth spikes.

He was neither hurried nor slow, the chant from his lips unbroken.

"Silver saddle shining upon a white steed, swift and dashing like a shooting star."

Sword light suddenly flared.

Not to block or parry, but to... travel.

That sword light was unbelievably fast, drawing a silvery-white afterimage in the air, like a shooting star chasing the moon, instantly closing in on Tu Fu Xing's massive rocky body.

"Seeking death! Do you truly take This Venerable One for something molded from mud?!"

Tu Fu Xing was not alarmed, but rather pleased.

His rock body was forged from collected Heavenly River star sand, indestructible, not even a scratch from an immortal artifact could mar it.

Since you dare to close in, then I'll crush you to paste!

The colossal rocky hands abruptly clapped together, seeking to smash this white fly into pulp.

Chen Huaian lifted his gaze.

His eyes held neither sorrow nor joy, only a dead, silent white.

That was the killing intent of Immortal-Slaying.

"Ten steps to slay one man."

Chen Huaian delivered a single sword thrust.

This sword thrust held no world-shaking Sword Qi, nor any dazzling, brilliant radiance.

There was only a sense of wine-soaked ease, a kind of wild abandon that viewed immortals and gods as mere weeds.

"A thousand li... leaving no trace."

*Pfft.*

A soft sound.

Like a sharp blade tearing through silk.

Chen Huaian's figure passed straight through the chest of the rock colossus.

With his back to Tu Fu Xing, he lightly flicked away non-existent bloodstains from the sword's edge and slowly sheathed the sword.

*Click.*

Behind him, that ten-zhang-tall, indestructible rock colossus abruptly stiffened, its movements frozen.

Within Tu Fu Xing's enormous rocky eyes, the original fury and confidence transformed in that instant into ultimate terror and bewilderment.

"This... this is..."

His voice trembled.

A fine, dense crack appeared at the center of his brow, rapidly spreading across his entire body.

Not just the rocky shell.

Even the True Body concealed within, even that indestructible Immortal Soul, under this single sword, were all neatly and cleanly severed by a rule named "Slay the Immortal."

"The deed done, brushing dust from robes, deeply concealing name and form."

Chen Huaan calmly uttered the final half-line of the poem.

*BOOM——!!!*

The rock colossus crumbled.

Amidst the sky full of shattered stones, Tu Fu Xing's True Body tumbled out, a sword wound piercing clean through his chest from front to back, all vitality severed.

"Cough... cough, cough..."

Tu Fu Xing lay sprawled on the ground, the blood he coughed up staining the dust red.

Under some inexplicable rule, his Immortal Soul dissipated like snow melting in a charcoal fire.

But he did not beg for mercy. Instead, he stared fixedly at Chen Huaian, his eyes revealing a madness born of glimpsing heaven's secrets.

"The Immortal-Slaying Sword... it's the Immortal-Slaying Sword!"

Tu Fu Xing coughed up blood while letting out an ugly, owl-like cackle of misery:

"Hahaha... hahahaha!"

"No wonder! No wonder the various mechanisms of the Nine Heavens Refining Profound Array never hindered you..."

"Chen Huaian, do you think you've won?"

"Do you think your enemy... is merely us 'immortals'?"

He struggled to lift his head, his unfocused pupils staring fixedly at the black clouds above the firmament.

"The... Heavenly Gods... are watching you."

"Your everything, your sword, your legacy, even your breath... are all under the 'Gods' gaze!"

"This lifetime... you... still cannot win!"

"I'll be waiting... below..."

*Thud.*

Tu Fu Xing's head drooped, his aura extinguished.

A wisp of shattered, deep-blue Immortal Soul had just drifted out when it was mercilessly devoured by the vortex of Sword Intent in Chen Huaian's eyes.

On the floating peak, silence and death returned once more.

Chen Huaian stood in place, not shaken in the slightest by Tu Fu Xing's dying words.

He slowly raised his head.

His gaze pierced through the rolling thunderclouds, through the massive Nine Heavens Refining Profound Array, as if meeting the gaze of invisible eyes in the void.

"'Gods' are watching? Heh..."

The corner of Chen Huaian's mouth lifted in a cold, sharp arc.

"Then let Them see clearly."

He flipped his wrist, and that rust-stained axe appeared in his hand.

A tremor of blood-deep connection instantly coursed through his entire body.

This Nine Heavens Refining Profound Array, using the nine Wells of Heaven as its eyes, the floating peaks as its bones, and this coffin as its heart, constructed a vast seal.

Using the Spiritual Energy seeping from the remains within the coffin as fertile soil, it transformed this energy—which was Turbid Qi to immortals—into resources like Celestial Jade Marrow that immortals could use. What could not coalesce into Celestial Jade Marrow was stored within the nine great Wells of Heaven, thereby nourishing the Upper Realm.

Simultaneously, it also locked in the 'Turbid Qi' seeping from the being within the coffin, preventing even a wisp from leaking out.

As long as this world had no 'Turbid Qi', only the Spiritual Energy filtered by the nine great Wells of Heaven, then as Spiritual Energy spread throughout the Nine Provinces, immortals could descend wantonly without restraint.

"Since immortals fear this Turbid Qi..."

Chen Huaian exerted force abruptly, pulling the [Sky-Cleaving Axe] from the rock.

"Then This Venerable One shall make it so that this mortal world..."

He raised the rusted axe high, aiming it at the Formation Core of the floating peak beneath his feet, aiming it at the black veins connecting to the firmament.

"...has no pure land left!"

*BOOM!!!*

One axe descended.

This axe could not split wood, could not cleave mountain stone.

Yet it split a boundary named "Heaven and Earth."

*Crack—crack—*

The sound of shattering began from the summit of the floating peak, spreading through the Nine Heavens Refining Profound Array, spreading throughout the entire Kunlun, spreading through the famous mountains and great rivers, spreading through the nine Wells of Heaven.

The black thunderous chains connecting the coffin to the firmament, at this moment, shattered inch by inch!

Without the array's restraints.

From within the coffin, the vast, boundless "Turbid Qi" accumulated over ten thousand years, saturated with endless resentment and karma,

Like a black dragon breaking free from its prison, roared out of the Underground Palace, surged into the clouds, and then—

Exploded apart!

Rolling Turbid Qi, like ink pouring into clear water, instantly began to spread throughout the entire Earth Star Mortal Realm.

Their Turbid Qi, our Spiritual Energy.

The heavens...

Should change!

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