Vast Cold Mystic Light Sealed the Evil Sword, the Dharma Body's Mystic Pool Suppressed the Devil's Tracks
"She's really troublesome!"
Upon seeing this, Chen Shuangbai's gaze sharpened, and the sword in his hand, [ Foot-Long Silk ], continued its momentum, its golden-white radiance surging once more, transforming into a golden-white Sword Essence that reached the heavens and the earth.
The Sword Intent reappeared, arriving in an instant, swallowing up the myriad Blood Qi that the opponent had unleashed, and slashing down on the body of the blood sword.
At the same time, Chen Shuangbai Hand Seals with his left hand, and the [ Swaying Moon Sunken Cold Treasure Mirror ] above his head suddenly began to spin, and a full, bright moon phantom appeared on the mirror surface.
The next instant, the scattered, Vast Cold Slaughtering Mystic Light condensed into a beam the size of a bowl, which shot out with a roar and landed on the body of the writhing, eerie blood sword.
The blood sword let out a shrill shriek, its blade trembling violently. The spiraling teeth on it opened and closed, attempting to devour the Vast Cold Slaughtering Mystic Light.
However, the [ Swaying Moon Sunken Cold Treasure Mirror ] is no ordinary magic Law Treasure. It is an ancient treasure of the Grand Yin Dao, which has been refined by Chen Shuangbai for many years. Its wonders are far beyond what they used to be.
The extreme cold of the Grand Yin within far surpassed ordinary cold. The blood sword had barely absorbed a third of it when a thick layer of frost began to condense on its blade, and the movements of those spiraling teeth noticeably slowed down.
The writhing, eerie blood sword's resistance against Chen Shuangbai's Sword Intent gradually weakened, as if some strange creature had been injured, emitting one mournful cry after another.
The demonic sound pierced Chen Shuangbai's ears, causing his Qi and Blood to tremble, and his Law Power to seem to be on the verge of spiraling out of control.
The black-robed youth was left with only half a body, but he was not dead. Instead, the remaining Blood Qi in his body rapidly replenished his body.
As he watched his writhing, eerie blood sword being suppressed by Chen Shuangbai, a hint of panic finally appeared in his eyes.
With a spit, a stream of Essence Blood transformed into a blood mist, merging into the black banner. The black light on the banner intensified once more, and the abyss-like maw depicted on the banner seemed to come alive, casting a beam of black light that merged with its body, instantly restoring its physical form.
Chen Shuangbai had kept her Divine Sense outside herself the whole time, and seeing this scene, she was slightly impressed by how difficult this person was to kill.
It should be noted that no cultivator at the Golden Core stage could survive two consecutive Sword Intent from him.
On the contrary, this person, after being struck twice, was still alive and kicking, which made Chen Shuangbai somewhat troublesome.
The black-robed youth held the large black banner, and dark light flashed behind him. The gigantic maw of the abyss reappeared, with thousands of spiraling teeth spinning, extremely eerie.
This time, the suction force was gone. Instead, it seemed to vomit, spitting out thousands of sharp teeth transformed into a pale white light that shot out and stabbed towards Chen Shuangbai's back.
At the same time, the person silently chanted an incantation, and the strange, writhing blood sword seemed to be stimulated, suddenly emitting a burst of bloody light, and countless bone fragments grew out of it, spreading and growing like blood threads, seemingly trying to break free from Chen Shuangbai's restraints.
Chen Shuangbai snorted coldly, and his Sword Intent was unleashed again. The golden-white radiance flickered nimbly in mid-air, transforming into sixteen identical golden-white rays of light. In an instant, the sixteen terrifying slashes shattered the swollen blood sword into pieces.
A mournful cry rang out again, like that of a wounded wild beast.
The black-robed youth's expression suddenly changed. He flicked his sleeve, grasped the large black banner, took a step, and disappeared from the spot.
As if sensing something, Chen Shuangbai stomped her left foot slightly, and the azure water rippled, instantly transforming into a mysterious pool. Ripples spread across the pool, and wind and thunder surged above it. In the blink of an eye, a magic realm was also created here, blocking the black-robed youth and the countless pale lights outside.
"You dare?!"
Seeing the increasing frost covering the blade of his blood-red sword, the black-robed youth flew into a rage. He glared at Chen Shuangbai, let out a long howl, and threw the large black banner in his hand, from which thousands of jet-black bloodstains flowed.
The blood flowed like a surging river, instantly splitting into dozens of streams that rushed towards Chen Shuangbai. Suddenly, a series of black shadows flashed out, transforming into humanoid figures similar to the black-robed youth. They let out sharp, long howls and attacked Chen Shuangbai in unison.
Rumble!
One terrifying explosion after another rang out, shaking Chen Shuangbai so much that she could hardly stand.
Those dark figures launched suicidal attacks with reckless abandon, each strike resembling a full-force attack from a Middle Golden Core Stage. Even Chen Shuangbai, who maintained [ Clouds and Water Share the Same Sky ], found it somewhat strenuous.
This person really has a lot of tricks up their sleeve... almost as many as I do.
Chen Shuangbai's mind raced, and he made his decision. He immediately dispersed [ Clouds and Water Share the Same Sky ], but a tall Dharma body formed from the condensation of azure water light suddenly crawled out from the Xuan Pool beneath his feet.
Four arms, seemingly crafted from jade, joined together in pairs, one forming Law Seals from which emanated a clear, luminous light that condensed into a true seal, landing on Chen Shuangbai's body, embodying the meaning of nurturing virtue.
One of them clasped their hands together and then separated, raising their palms towards the black-robed youth. A deep blue, watery divine light poured out from them, colliding with the black shadows.
Under the combined attack of the two, this magical realm was gradually showing signs of becoming unsustainable.
The madness on the black-robed youth's face had gradually faded, replaced by a solemn expression.
He originally came looking for Chen Shuangbai, thinking he had overestimated him as much as possible, but now that he's personally fighting her, he realizes he still underestimated her.
Ordinary sword cultivators entrust their lives to the way of the sword, and even if they have skills, they don't have as many as Chen Shuangbai.
Although Chen Shuangbai comprehended the Sword Intent and was known as the [ Far-Reaching Luminous Sword Immortal ], his skills were not limited to the swordsmanship.
"No wonder those useless trash from the Holy Origin Alliance stumbled at your hands..."
The black-robed youth muttered to himself, a hint of apprehension flashing in his eyes, but greed outweighing any fear. "But it's fine this way. The tougher the bone, the more nourishing it is after swallowing it!"
He took a deep breath, clasped his hands together, and the black flag suddenly expanded several times its original size. Countless sharp teeth patterns on the flag surface spun wildly, emitting a piercing metallic scraping sound.
"We respectfully invite the Heaven-Devouring Great Devil True Intention to descend!"
A sudden, indescribable sense of crisis welled up in Chen Shuangbai's heart, a feeling that surpassed any feeling he had ever experienced from any enemy he had encountered so far.
His gaze darkened, but he showed no sign of panic. He decisively withdrew the suppression of the writhing, eerie blood sword, and instead gripped the [ Foot-Long Silk ]. A dazzling golden-white light suddenly bloomed, and a terrifying slash landed on the black-robed youth.
The opponent's Secret Method was stopped, and his body was once again cleaved into pieces, but his mouth opened and closed, uttering a single word. "Come!"