My Legs Are Weak, Martial Uncle!

He pressed a hand against the wall, barely managing to support himself.

The man who had just told his martial uncle to be careful was now like this... there was really no telling what to say.

"If you're scared, I'll go alone!"

Jiang Chen's tone was casual.

His voice was remarkably calm.

As if he were about to do something simple, something without the slightest difficulty.

"No, I want to protect Martial Uncle!"

Zhang Banxian tried hard to compose himself. His look of righteous determination to die made Jiang Chen laugh.

"At this rate, before you even fight the demons, you'll scare yourself to death first."

"Martial Uncle, aren't you afraid?" Zhang Banxian could not understand why Jiang Chen did not seem afraid in the slightest.

Even if he was powerful, with his current strength, he had no chance at all against a super demon.

Why, then, did he seem so confident about a battle he had no chance of winning?

"If I'm afraid, then who will protect this city? Who will protect our own home?"

Zhang Banxian stood there blankly. A particularly brilliant light appeared on his still-youthful face.

He looked at Jiang Chen with admiration. "Martial Uncle, you're amazing!"

"Ding! Congratulations, Host, for completing the task of making someone admire you. You have received a special reward: one chance to use Zangetsu!"

Zangetsu—the emperor among blades!

Hearing the system notification, Jiang Chen was briefly startled and discovered that the system had refreshed another task.

What he had said to Zhang Banxian had not had a damn thing to do with the task.

He had only wanted to show off a little, yet Zhang Banxian had actually taken it seriously.

At that moment, Zhang Banxian felt all the strength return to his body.

He quickly straightened up, walked ahead of Jiang Chen, and said, "Martial Uncle, leave what's ahead to me. I'll clear the way for you!"

"From now on, Martial Uncle will be my role model. I want to become someone as formidable as you."

Jiang Chen fell silent for a moment, then followed behind Zhang Banxian.

Along the way, Omniscient had already emerged from the Zanpakuto.

"How confident are you in dealing with the super demon's physical body?"

"Not confident at all!"

Omniscient was rather curious about that. "Then why aren't you afraid?"

"Of course I'm not afraid. You wouldn't just leave me alone, would you?"

If Omniscient still did not understand, then he would have lived all these years for nothing.

"I didn't expect you to know even that!"

"Yes, I know. If I die, the Zanpakuto I've contracted will fall into unrestricted slumber."

"Unless, one day, someone fated awakens it!"

"But no one knows how long that will take."

"As the oldest Zanpakuto, you naturally wouldn't want to spend your days from then on sleeping, would you?"

As he spoke, Jiang Chen gave Omniscient a faint smile.

Showing a mouthful of white teeth.

That smile made Omniscient want to punch him.

He had him completely figured out—that was why he was so fearless.

Yet at the same time, Omniscient felt a little pleased.

He, Omniscient, was the wisest Zanpakuto among Zanpakuto. Naturally, he did not want his host to be too stupid.

How else would he be worthy of wielding it?

As he thought this, a flicker of approval flashed in Omniscient's eyes.

Then vanished just as quickly.

He would never say it aloud, lest Jiang Chen become too smug.

"Up ahead is the place where the super demon's true body is sealed. Do as I say, and it will definitely die!"

Omniscient spoke.

"That's exactly what I was waiting to hear, brother!"

"What did you just call me?" Omniscient thought he had misheard, so he asked aloud.

"Is it wrong to call you brother? If we've shared hardship, then what are we if not brothers?"

Jiang Chen asked in confusion.

"Zanpakuto are merely tools. How can they call their hosts brothers?"

Omniscient had never imagined that one day, someone would call him brother.

"Then Uncle Omniscient? Or Grandpa Omniscient?"

"Let's not continue this topic. Let's discuss how to deal with the super demon ourselves!"

"After all, I don't want you to die. If you die, I'll fall into slumber too!"

Jiang Chen said, "All right, Uncle Omniscient."

"Just call me Omniscient!"

Omniscient was deeply resistant to being called uncle. He was so young and handsome—when had he become an uncle?

"Okay, Omniscient!"

Omniscient said nothing more. Instead, he told Jiang Chen, "I think you already know that Sode no Shirayuki can freeze demonic power, but you don't know that Zangetsu can sever demonic power!"

"Once all demonic power is severed, even the strongest demon will be as weak as a child."

That was easy to say, but was a super demon's demonic power really so easy to sever?

If it were that easy, it would not be so difficult to deal with.

"You must be wondering how to sever a super demon's demonic power."

"It's simple. Just use Zangetsu to chop it."

"You've already mastered all the paths of the God of Death. It shouldn't be difficult for you to see the Spiritual Network, right?"

The Spiritual Network could only clearly reveal a God of Death's spiritual power. For Jiang Chen, that meant soul power.

Could it reveal demonic power as well?

Jiang Chen had never tried that before.

Thinking this, he said to Omniscient, "I'll give it a try!"

As he spoke, Jiang Chen closed his eyes and sensed the fluctuations of demonic power around him.

At last, he sensed a dense crimson Spiritual Network spreading through the area not far away.

Such a powerful Spiritual Network—how long would he have to keep cutting?

Jiang Chen had no idea.

He wanted to ask more, but Omniscient had already disappeared.

At that moment, Zhang Banxian stopped and said to Jiang Chen, "Uncle-Master Jiang, we've arrived!"

"Mm!"

As he spoke, Jiang Chen surveyed the surroundings.

This was clearly a place resembling an altar.

Four divine beasts stood guard around the altar.

Chains carved with mysterious patterns extended from the mouths of the four divine beasts, tightly winding around a great tree.

As a disciple of Dragon Tiger Mountain, Zhang Banxian naturally recognized at a glance that this altar was anything but ordinary.

He cried out, "This is the long-lost Four Divine Beasts Sealing Altar."

"Legend says that only demons of immense power would be sealed with this kind of altar."

"Borrowing the power of the Four Divine Beasts to seal the strongest demons."

"Now that this super demon is being suppressed by the sealing altar, it can't unleash its full strength. But how do we destroy it?"

"Should we use the divine artifact Master gave us?"

After thinking it over, Zhang Banxian asked again.

"What can a pile of scrap metal do?"

Jiang Chen was clearly disdainful of the Celestial Master Sword.

A sword covered in rust had already lost its divine power. How could it be used to deal with demons?

Zhang Banxian, however, remained insistent. He said, "Master would never give us a fake divine artifact. If he said this sword can do it, then it definitely can."

"Then let's try it!"

Jiang Chen only had one chance to use Zangetsu.

The divine artifact, on the other hand, had no such restriction.

He just did not know whether this divine artifact could sever demonic power.

With a give-it-a-try attitude, Jiang Chen took out the divine artifact Daoist Zhang had given them.

Gripping the sword, he slashed at a clump of demonic aura.

Crash!

The sword shattered!!!

Zhang Banxian was utterly stunned. Unable to understand, he asked, "How could this happen? Wasn't this a divine artifact?"