This time, Chen Xiaojun didn't completely dodge. The two horse bodies swept in from his left and right.
He judged wrong and turned to the right, slashing his sword horizontally in that direction. The gust of wind swept across his left arm, opening a cut that bled just as brightly.
After two or three exchanges, Chen Xiaojun had dodged every attack, but he'd also picked up several more bloody streaks.
Chen Xiaojun sighed inwardly. There's still no other way. In the end, I'll have to use that move!
He propped his sword diagonally with his right hand, took its scabbard out of his Soul Tool, and slowly sheathed the blade. Then he closed his eyes. He knew his eyes couldn't keep up.
After charging past him, the Pegasus turned around and charged again. A horse-shaped shadow flashed by at an almost invisible speed: "Extreme-Speed Void Break."
It wasn't stupid. On the contrary, it was very clever, with keen instincts. Seeing the 1.3-meter-tall child close his eyes, it sensed danger.
It might be possible to counter "Light-Splitting Shadowless Form," so it chose another skill: "Extreme-Speed Void Break."
It had to be said that this Pegasus truly had excellent aptitude.
Apart from Divine Gale Thorn Thrust, it had awakened and mastered nearly all of its Innate Skills below the ten-thousand-year level. Its aptitude was exceptionally high.
Fortunately, it didn't seem to have any long-range attack skills, or perhaps it hadn't yet trained in long-range control.
"Light-Splitting Shadowless Form" was a combination of wind and light. It relied more on manipulating light to disrupt vision, while using the two Attributes to create Phantom Clones.
This time, "Extreme-Speed Void Break" pushed the Pegasus's speed to its absolute limit.
At that moment, the rhombus-shaped Gemstone flashed with silver light, giving the Pegasus a faint Space Attribute. As it passed, it caused tiny cracks to form in space, sending a chill down one's spine. Its power was immense.
But this skill had a huge drawback: it required an extraordinarily powerful body and abundant Soul Power to protect itself.
With its strength, even at full power, it would have suffered injury from the Backlash. "Space Reigns Supreme" wasn't just something people said, let alone now.
As a thousand-year Upper-Rank Top-Tier Soul Beast, it had only just begun to develop intelligence, but it knew it wouldn't survive today. It had always intended to take its opponent down with it.
The decisive moment arrived. The atmosphere was suffocating!
Chen Yu stared intently. Several times, he'd been about to use his Soul Power, but then he'd held back.
In a flash, Chen Xiaojun raised his hand. The sword left its scabbard. Its ring faded as cold light flashed, making one's heart tremble. Sword Light arced like a rainbow through the sky, dazzling the eye.
Sword-Drawing Technique!
With his sword drawn now, this was truly a matter of life and death. It was a spirit that refused to yield, a courage that feared no danger, a resolute attitude!
This One Sword's Elegance left Chen Yu, its sole spectator, transfixed and speechless!
As the cold light flashed, flesh flew from the Pegasus's neck. It fell, no longer whinnying-and unable to whinny again!
That sword had been flawless in speed, force, feel, and precision. One strike, one kill!
(PS: The Pegasus was seriously injured. Don't fucking say Tang San could kill a full-strength, four-hundred-year Mandala Snake but the protagonist couldn't kill a seriously injured, fifteen-hundred-year-old Pegasus. The difficulty was about the same. Chen Yu, a Titled Douluo, was standing right beside him, and with him fighting without holding back, his state of mind was different! Also, without Sword-Drawing Technique, he wouldn't have won! And the Chen Clan's Five Great Inheritances aren't inferior to the Mysterious Heaven Skill. I've explained the reasons here. I'm sick of this.)
A few breaths later, Chen Xiaojun couldn't help spitting out a mouthful of blood, either.
Though the Pegasus was dead, the destructive force it had unleashed in space still surged forward. It wasn't easy to withstand.
Not far away, with the Pegasus's death, a faint purple light gradually rose from its body. It shimmered in the air, indistinct and ethereal, as if it might scatter at any moment.
A six-year-old child, a Level 10 Soul Scholar, had killed an Upper-Rank Ninth-Grade Top-Tier Soul Beast of fifteen hundred years head-on, even though it had been injured.
Whether it had ever happened long ago was unknown, but in the past few hundred years, it was absolutely unprecedented!
Even Chen Yu, a Titled Douluo, couldn't stop his whole body from trembling. He was excited, apprehensive, stirred up, and relieved all at once.
If this were a fantasy novel, Chen Yu couldn't help raising his head to the sky and shouting, "My grandson has the makings of a Great Emperor!"
Chen Yu calmed himself a little, flew over to Chen Xiaojun, and handed him a pill and a box of ointment.
"This thousand-year Soul Ring has a two-hour time limit. Don't rush. Heal your injuries first."
"This is an Ancient Chen Pill, a High-Grade Healing Pill. Not only does it stop bleeding and heal wounds powerfully, it also quickly restores Soul Power. This is Sword Spirit Balm. Its medicinal properties are mild, and applying it to wounds works wonders. It invigorates the blood, disperses stasis, reduces swelling, and relieves pain."
"These two are the Chen Clan's inherited Pills. They're well suited to us Swordsmen."
The Ancient Chen Pill was a reddish-yellow pellet, an irregular sphere with tiny grains and Sword Form patterns on its surface, as if many small swords were swimming inside it.
Chen Xiaojun took it and swallowed it. The surging fluctuations of Soul Power, his breath, and his blood quickly settled, while his Soul Power slowly recovered.
Then he applied the white Sword Spirit Balm. Its medicinal smell wasn't pungent. It felt cool at first, and the wound stopped bleeding immediately. His skin didn't itch, and the wound scabbed over at a visible speed. It felt comfortable against his skin, mild and non-irritating!
An hour passed, and Chen Xiaojun was fine.
Chen Yu said to Chen Xiaojun solemnly, "Xiao'er, this Pegasus Soul Beast's first Soul Ring is fifteen hundred years old. At least in the past few hundred years, I've never heard of anyone absorbing a first Soul Ring of such an age."
"You have to be careful. If the absorption doesn't go smoothly, stop immediately. If I notice anything wrong, I'll forcibly interrupt you too!"
A translucent-white Sword God Pearl appeared, and faint white light shone from Chen Xiaojun's hands as he sat in Five-Point Meditation.
He beckoned toward the Soul Ring produced by the Pegasus, and it floated over, circling around his body.
As the Soul Ring's power entered his body, he felt an explosion of terrifying, explosive force erupting wildly inside him.
A massive, razor-sharp surge of heat suddenly poured into his body, filling his limbs, bones, and every part of him. The heat had already begun to sear his body like scorching flames.
Under the first powerful impact, Chen Xiaojun felt as if his body were about to burst apart. The intense pain made him spit out a mouthful of blood.
Chen Yu reminded him, "Xiao'er, quick, circulate the Impartial Sword Qi Art!"
Chen Xiaojun immediately circulated the Impartial Sword Qi Art at top speed. The Soul Power that had filled his Meridians was forced to follow the Small Circulation route of the Impartial Sword Qi Art through his body.
Right then, an immense suction force came from the Lower Soul Nest. Most of the Soul Power poured over like a flood rushing through a spillway.
Because the Soul Nest hadn't been fully opened, the surging Soul Power formed a vortex at the entrance to the Lower Soul Nest. It was sucked rapidly through the narrow passage into the Soul Nest, like water through a funnel; the Lower Soul Nest at the bottom was like a bottomless pit, taking in everything and letting nothing out.
At the same time, a portion of the energy in the heat was separated out and rapidly absorbed by his Meridians, constantly repairing Chen Xiaojun's body. It was probably the Pegasus's fleshly Essence.
The Essence, which exceeded the limit, would normally have been dangerous. But it happened to arrive as his body was breaking apart, and was instead rapidly absorbed to repair him.
Thus, destruction, repair, ruin, creation, cycled over and over.
Within the Upper Soul Nest, Mental Power surged in as well.
But the Pegasus's remnant soul consciousness hadn't even had time to attack before it let out a mournful cry and was mostly absorbed too. The scattered Mental Power that remained turned into specks of starlight and was devoured by the Spiritual Sea of Consciousness.
In his Previous Life, people called a remnant soul an organism's will; in science, it was called Bioelectricity, Brain Waves, or something like that.
The stronger and more spiritual an animal was, the more of this remnant soul it left behind after death.
In this world, the stronger a Soul Beast was-or the more top-tier it was-the stronger the resentment of the remnant soul within its Soul Ring after death.
The Pegasus had been a powerful Upper-Rank Soul Beast, but it was only fifteen hundred years old, so the Sword God Pearl absorbed it easily.
Within the Lower Soul Nest, the first Sword God Pearl-pale white, yet seemingly transparent-radiated dazzling light. More and more Soul Power poured in, and a vortex like a swirling nebula formed around the Sword God Pearl.
The Soul Power spun faster and faster. Within the light, it slowly took the shape of a Divine Sword.
It formed at a speed visible to the naked eye. Once the Divine Sword took shape, it stopped absorbing.
By then, Chen Xiaojun had already calmed down.
The heat was no longer scorching. The Impartial Sword Qi Art flowed like a sheep walking at an easy pace, like the Governor Vessel rising and the Conception Vessel descending, cycling endlessly to form a perfect Small Circulation.
Gradually, the swelling sensation in his body disappeared, replaced by a warm, comfortable feeling.
He felt that his internal organs, spine, limbs, and other parts of his body had grown much stronger. His physical qualities seemed to have doubled.
Don't underestimate a doubling. For example, the difference between 300 pounds of strength and 600 pounds of strength in practice is like night and day.
His Meridians, which hadn't been expanded because his internal energy was too weak, had also widened and grown tougher. A feeling of being reborn surged through him.
Two hours passed, and the faint purple Soul Ring faded away, leaving behind one last wisp of purple light.
Then, as it completely merged into his body, Chen Xiaojun finally opened his eyes and slowly exhaled a breath of stale air.
White light flashed out, illuminating Chen Xiaojun's body until it was translucent.
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