Outside the arena, Mei Suren's heart shattered.
Before seventeen million people, he had failed to hold his tongue and ripped open someone else's scar until it dripped with blood.
Inside the arena, Hua Changdeng, struck by Tide Rises, had his body shattered.
The Power of Reputation was far too torrential! Combined with the true-damage effect of the Mo Sword Technique Desireless Reckless Sword, it mercilessly cleaved his frail body of will to nothing.
Even his consciousness, under effects such as Prajna-Nothingness and Heaven Abandoned, was about to be swept away and annihilated.
But Hua Changdeng was Hua Changdeng after all. Just as the great tide rolled over everything and the waves drowned all beneath them, he proactively severed the three paths of body, soul, and intent within this body of will, turning himself into nothingness.
"Good sword!"
A grim soul-voice from the Ghost Buddha Realm drifted down ethereally from heaven and earth after Tide Rises, carrying Hua Changdeng's heartfelt praise.
At this, whether they were lay spectators watching through Golden Apricot or insiders like Mei Suren and Yang Xizhi, astonishment appeared on every face.
"The Ghost Sword Immortal isn't dead?"
Matchmaker no longer dared pursue Mr. Siren's previous topic.
Just in time, she turned her attention back to the battle and changed the subject, handing the old Sword Saint this way out.
"Ghostification..."
Mei Suren murmured.
Countless questions of "What is ghostification?" immediately flashed across the Golden Apricot screen, and Matchmaker asked the same question.
Mei Suren's expression sank. Clenching his paper fan, he said, "There is nothing particularly special about it. It is merely the simplest form of ghost-soul transformation."
"Just as ordinary spiritual cultivators, when near death, may choose to self-detonate in exchange for letting a wisp of lingering consciousness escape, seeking a thread of life."
"Hua Changdeng