I Chopped Down the Ambrosial Arbor Fair and Square, So It's Mine to Take!
Acheron looked up at the root system of the Jianmu, which resembled Dragon Head.
The roots that spread out throughout Luofu are all branches off from the root system here.
Above this Ancient Sea, above the root system, lies the immense and majestic miracle of Abundance.
Acheron's attention was not on Phantylia. In fact, Phantylia didn't even speak, as if he had fallen into a deep sleep.
Lin Shuang walked forward and came to the root system.
He stared calmly at the Flower Bud, now that this golden Flower Bud had appeared.
The fate of Danshu is probably self-evident.
"..."
He sighed silently to himself.
Lin Shuang suddenly spoke up:
"Phantylia, are you not going to continue?"
"Ha—you brat spouting nonsense, you're still so arrogant even now. The seal is still there, but Jing Yuan isn't here. Do you think you've got me cornered?"
Phantylia voice emanated from within the Flower Bud.
She didn't seem worried at all that Lin Shuang would damage the Flower Bud.
Although the effect was greatly reduced.
However, the physical body that was born from the Jianmu Fruit can still be connected to the Jianmu.
Although the cycle of life and death is not perfect, it has been initially established.
This physical body is not something that can be destroyed by ordinary people.
Especially this Dark Lotus Illusory Flower that appeared out of nowhere.
It appears that Lin Shuang is in front of him, but the real Phantylia is not actually here at all.
She would never be so foolish as to openly conceive a child outside the home.
Phantylia is now furious that Danshu ruined her plans.
Yet he remained confident in his own strength, backed by the Jianmu and wielding the power of Destruction and Abundance.
Only...
Phantylia sensed an extremely uncomfortable aura emanating from the woman beside Lin Shuang.
That deep-seated aversion became increasingly apparent as the body gradually matured.
But the cautious Phantylia would naturally not make a move at this time.
Acheron usually doesn't talk much when facing enemies; she asked Lin Shuang with her eyes.
Should we deal with Phantylia first?
"Ignore her. I suspect those Flower Bud in front of us are just an illusion."
Lin Shuang stared straight into the void, as if looking through Flower Bud at a place hidden behind the roots.
This deception couldn't fool Lin Shuang.
But right now, Jianmu is the higher priority.
Rather than gathering all the power of the Destruction Emanator, Lin Shuang would rather Trailblaze another path to a Path of Abundance.
The power contained within this Jianmu is considerable.
Abundance and Destruction.
Phantylia is able to achieve the cycle of life and death, and Lin Shuang also has the Permanence within her to lubricate it.
Who knows, he might even do better than Phantylia in the future.
Acheron is here today to make knives; as for making choices, he will leave it to Lin Shuang.
Ignoring Phantylia, who was still struggling to maintain his physical form, Lin Shuang curiously tilted her head and leaned closer to Acheron's ear:
Do you think you can cut it?
To be honest, Lin Shuang wasn't quite sure whether the Jianmu was sturdy or not.
Whether Acheron's blade can sever the roots of the Jianmu can only be determined by actual testing.
"I don't know, but I'm more worried that if I were to strike here... I might destroy all life here."
Acheron glanced behind him hesitantly.
As she walked down from the water, she saw many eggs of the Sushang along the way.
These eggs are teeming with life; this place should be a sacred place where outsiders should not set foot.
So Acheron frowned slightly, wondering whether he should draw his sword here.
"Don't worry, I will place another seal here."
As Lin Shuang spoke, she made a hand seal.
Her long, white hair moved without wind, and drops of water fell from the sky.
An endless curtain of rain enveloped the roots of the Jianmu in front of Lin Shuang and Acheron.
Acheron, meanwhile, sensed a powerful force of the Permanence amidst the twilight rain.
"I'm thinking, if your power can sever the root system, I'll seal your remaining power back onto it."
As Lin Shuang said this, water-colored lotus flowers bloomed beneath her feet, lifting her up.
"By using your power to hinder the natural regeneration of the Jianmu's roots, can you suppress this revived Jianmu once again?"
Acheron sensed the power within this curtain of rain.
It was more than enough to stop the residual force of his own sword strike.
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262
Chapter 262 The Jianmu that was felled by my own skill deserves to be taken by me!
But that's not all.
Leaving a seal there to permanently place it made Acheron somewhat uneasy.
"You should discuss this with Jing Yuan again later. Otherwise, if something goes wrong, we'll be locked in a life-or-death struggle with the Sushang."
Acheron smiled and offered a word of advice, but she had already raised the long knife in her hand.
Stepping forward into the rain curtain created by Lin Shuang, I felt the omnipresent aura that belonged to Lin Shuang.
Acheron loves rain, but today, she finds herself loving it even more than before.
"I know my limits."
Lin Shuang isn't crazy; if something is impossible, she won't force it.
As she said this, Lin Shuang flipped her hand and took out an exquisite Card.
The blank Card is placed near the root system of the Jianmu.
Soon, the feedback from the Card entered Lin Shuang's mind.
We can't receive it.
Jianmu is a living thing.
The roots continuously draw power from the void, transforming it into nutrients.
Just as Lin Shuang had guessed.
The root system must be severed, cutting off this continuous supply of energy.
Only then can this Jianmu be classified as an 'inanimate object'.
Just like when they dealt with the Abundance Ebon Deer in the storyline.
Clang--
The crisp sound of a blade being drawn rang in Lin Shuang's ears.
The long, gleaming blade of the longsword reflected the golden roots of the Jianmu.
His long, dark hair, along with his entire body, and even the whole world, were stained a deathly pale by that hollow aura.
Only gray and bloodstains remained, standing out starkly in this small world.
Phantylia was initially wondering about the strength of this suddenly appearing woman.
The moment the long sword was drawn, that familiar sense of threat instantly reminded her of the last time on the Xianzhou.
The knife that Lin Shuang slashed at her.
Damn it! Was that knife from this woman?!
Could she be Jing Yuan's true mastermind?
While Phantylia was holding his breath and observing the intelligence...
Acheron, wielding a long sword, walked through the air.
"Lin Shuang's rain is so comforting."
The rain from Lin Shuang carried not only moisture but also the scent of Lin Shuang.
Being enveloped by this moisture gave Acheron a sense of security.
His blood-red pupils looked at Lin Shuang; those blood-red pupils, which should have been cold and empty, now revealed a hint of tenderness.
Then.
Right under that gentle gaze.
The longsword from the Acheron instantly unleashed a dazzling light.
That narrow, gleaming blade, seemingly connecting heaven and earth, possessed unparalleled power and speed.
Beneath this Ancient Sea, a terrifying storm has been unleashed.
The rainwater belonging to Lin Shuang was forcibly separated by that invisible air wave, and then, under Lin Shuang's control, it quickly reformed and began to rotate.
The rainwater transformed into streaks of water, still enveloping the Jianmu. A vast, the Permanence power swirled around it, preventing the Nihility aura from spreading into the Ancient Sea.
Clang--
It was as if a piercing, mournful sound, like metal colliding, exploded instantly.
Three strikes were delivered almost simultaneously, and the three piercing screams were abruptly merged into one.
The Jianmu resembles wood but is not wood; it is incredibly tough.
But beneath that unseen blade, a very narrow crack slowly appeared on the Dragon Head.
The power of The Nihility spread from the cracks.
They attempted to completely dissolve that Abundance power.
As a result of this effect, the cracks that should have healed became larger and more fragile.
Final--
Rumble--
The deafening roar of a colossal object collapsing, accompanied by a sudden, earth-shaking tremor, resounded.
On the roots of that Jianmu, the enormous structure that stretched as far as the eye could see suddenly began to tremble and rumble unnaturally.
The Dragon Head roots, with their horns severed, creaked under the strain.
Click--
Sheathing his sword, Acheron gazed at the Cavern that was beginning to tremble violently, and at the broken-rooted Jianmu that seemed to be collapsing.
"Lin Shuang-- "
"Leave it to me!"