darknovel Chapter 1915 The Soul-Slaying Sword is impervious to all magic!
Chapter 1915 The Soul-Slaying Sword is impervious to all magic!
hum!
Looking again...
Suddenly, Cheng Buzheng's true spirit avatar was covered by a layer of incredibly solid, golden, misty light flowing with profound Dao patterns.
The light condensed, as if draping him in a majestic and sacred golden armor.
The armor seemed to exude an aura of power that made all evils retreat and all magic invulnerable.
This is precisely the manifestation of the ultimate mystery of his innate divine power, the Holy Light of Tribulation Transcending—"Invulnerability to All Laws."
Simultaneously,
His true spirit manifested from between his eyebrows, where a radiant light shone forth.
A long sword, about three feet long, ethereal and transparent, yet radiating a sharp and profound aura capable of annihilating consciousness and destroying souls, instantly materialized and hovered in front of him.
The sword trembled slightly, emitting a soft, clear sound. Its tip pointed directly at Xuanming Half-Venerable, its sharp sword intent held back yet not unleashed.
However, it caused the surrounding dark red flames to retreat slightly.
This is an enhanced application of the Soul-Slaying Sword, specifically designed to slay true spirit consciousness; it is a divine power that Cheng Buzheng deduced in his early years.
A "surprise" prepared to deal with extreme situations such as possession, inner demons, and soul battles.
Attack possesses the [Sword of Consciousness],
It is equipped with the [Immune to All Laws] armor.
Although Cheng Buzheng has lost his conventional methods, he still seems to have the strength to fight, relying on these two supernatural powers.
They even have a sure chance of winning.
however,
Is it really the truth?
"kill!"
Cheng Buzheng no longer hesitated, and with a cold shout, the space trembled!
The sword of consciousness that was floating in front of him instantly transformed into an invisible and intangible sword light that was faster than the limits of thought. Ignoring spatial distance, it struck the brow of the Xuanming Half-Supreme True Spirit incarnation!
Where the sword light passed, the dark red flames were silently extinguished, leaving behind a vacuum trail.
Simultaneously,
Clad in golden armor, Cheng Buzheng stood firm amidst the raging flames. The torrents of nether flames, upon touching the radiance of the golden armor, dissipated like ice and snow meeting the sun.
It was truly impossible to harm its true spirit incarnation in the slightest.
Seeing Cheng Buzheng's counterattack even in dire straits, the true spirit avatar of Xuanming Half-Venerable remained calm.
Instead, a low, hoarse chuckle escaped from within the mist:
"President, you really have a lot of hidden cards up your sleeve."
Even though I have driven you into this desperate situation and severed your connection with the source of the laws, you are still able to unleash such supernatural powers targeting true spirits…
I am ashamed to admit that I am no match for such skill.
He paused slightly, but his hoarse voice revealed a certain confidence, like a cat toying with a mouse.
"but!
The president believed that he had gone to great lengths, even sacrificing everything, to force you into this predicament...
Didn't they anticipate your next move?
"Wouldn't they be prepared to deal with your desperate counterattack?"
"I hope that what happens next... won't make you despair, President."
Before the words were even finished!
The dark red furnace phantom that blotted out the sky suddenly trembled!
All the hideous ghost heads on the furnace body opened their huge mouths at the same time, emitting a silent, sharp screech!
A strange stream of light, condensed to its extreme and resembling flowing dark red crystal, descended from the core of the furnace at a speed surpassing even the strike of the Sword of Consciousness.
Arriving late but surpassing early,
It was precisely intercepted before the sword light of the sword of consciousness could strike!
clang--!!!
A deafening roar, though not a physical collision, resounded directly through the spiritual realm!
The dark red light transformed into a constantly rotating barrier.
They actually managed to firmly block that invisible and formless sword light that was specifically designed to slay consciousness!
The sword's edge was sharp.
It stirred up countless invisible spiritual sparks on the barrier, but made little progress for the time being!
Then,
Before Cheng Buzheng could change his move, the enormous furnace phantom floating in the air unleashed a terrifying wave that was several times stronger than before!
The ghostly heads on the furnace body simultaneously spewed out gray-black vapors, which merged into the sea of fire below. The entire illusory image of the furnace solidified once more, and the suppressive and smelting aura emanating from it surged.
It instantly swept across the entire space of law particles!
The aura of the Xuanming Half-Venerable True Spirit Incarnation, which is closely related to this, did not weaken in the slightest due to the eruption of the furnace.
Instead, it became even more subtly connected to the phantom of the furnace.
The dark shadow seemed to draw some kind of power from the furnace to maintain its stability.
'This furnace treasure... seems to be able to continuously erupt?'
wrong!
It's more like... the power had been channeled in beforehand, and this is simply its release!
Cheng Buzheng's true spirit avatar's expression finally changed, and his heart skipped a beat, realizing that something was wrong.
The other party's preparations were far more thorough than anticipated.
as predicted.
As time slowly passed...
The suppressive and smelting power of the crimson furnace continued to rise, and the Netherworld Flames grew increasingly violent and ferocious.
The color changed from dark red to a more terrifying deep purplish-black.
The temperature remained frigid.
But its corrosive power on the true spirit has increased dramatically!
The "golden armor" on Cheng Buzheng's true spirit avatar began to flicker intensely, its light fading intermittently.
Cracks appeared on the flowing patterns on the surface, emitting a faint "crackling" sound as if it could break at any moment!
The invincible sword of consciousness was still firmly blocked by the dark red, swirling soul barrier, and could not be breached after a long time.
Maintaining such a high-intensity offensive and defensive battle targeting the True Spirit level is extremely taxing on Cheng Buzheng's True Spirit avatar.
The continuous supply of power caused Cheng Buzheng's true spirit avatar within the golden armor to become visibly thin and transparent, less solid than when it was first formed.
This indicates that the true spiritual essence has been excessively depleted.
In contrast, the true spirit incarnation of Xuanming Half-Venerable, although also appearing as a phantom, remained almost completely solid throughout.
Obviously,
That strange furnace absorbed all the energy expenditure and might even have given back to the other party.
however!
This wasn't even the most disheartening scene for Cheng Buzheng.
The most crucial change...
The tide of the battle of the true spirits is gradually turning in favor of the other side.
From the outside, the two opposing forces that were originally intertwined in that dazzling micro-nebula have now tilted dramatically!
The upright, powerful, and ever-renewing aura that belonged to Cheng Buzheng was declining and weakening at an alarming rate.
Like a candle flickering in the wind, its light quickly dimmed.
However, the dark, profound, and chilling aura belonging to the Xuanming Half-Venerable was like a wildfire, growing and rising wildly, constantly eroding and covering the "territory" that originally belonged to Cheng Buzheng.
91...
82…
Seventy-three…
The proportions are changing rapidly!
Obviously,
In the clash of true spirits, Cheng Buzheng was completely suppressed and at a disadvantage.
This has also led to a rapid loss of control over the reshaping of the Law-based Treasure Body!
The mark of the Xuanming Half-Venerable is accelerating its erosion and assimilation of this newly born Nascent Soul body!
Although this scene was extremely bizarre and illogical, when combined with the strange forbidden technique that Xuanming Half-Venerable had planned in advance and that furnace treasure, everything seemed to make sense.
If nothing unexpected happens...
Before long, Xuanming Half-Venerable will be able to completely defeat Cheng Buzheng's true spirit and complete his years-long plan.
To achieve the ultimate leap, one must use this "shell" to be reborn and ascend to the realm of divine transformation!
as predicted.
Within that nebula of law-based microparticles suspended high in the sky, Cheng Buzheng's aura had weakened to its limit, as faint as a firefly.
Surrounded by the overwhelming and surging dark aura of the Xuanming Half-Venerable, it seemed as if it would be completely extinguished and vanish into nothingness at any moment.
At this moment, the aura of Xuanming Half-Venerable was already vast and boundless, filling more than 90% of the space of the micro-nebula.
And it continues to squeeze out that last bit of stubbornly resisting "starlight".
at the same time.
The secret realm, the peaceful city, the night is as still as water.
Deep within the city, a small courtyard, hidden in layers of protective glow, was so tranquil it seemed to be isolated from the world.
Inside the quiet room, the silhouette of the figure sitting cross-legged on the cloud bed became increasingly clear.
He was dressed simply in blue, with an upright posture and a handsome face that seemed otherworldly.
It resembles a finely carved jade statue.
His closed eyelids suddenly lifted.
"laugh--"
In the quiet room, there was a faint sound, as if the space was being sliced by an invisible blade.
A glint of insight, piercing through illusion and revealing the true nature of things, burst forth from the deepest recesses of his eyes, flashing like lightning through the air, leaving behind only a bottomless, ancient, and icy depth.
This is precisely Cheng Buzheng's true form.
A cold, slightly mocking smile, carrying an air of absolute control, crept onto the corners of his mouth.
"interesting……"
A whisper arose, unhurried and deliberate, each word clear as a jade bead falling on ice.
"This vast world of cultivation is truly full of wonders."
There is an extraordinary treasure that can forcibly penetrate into the level of law particles, severing the deep resonance between the true body and the origin of the law.
In the purest and most fundamental form of the 'true spirit,' it commits the act of usurping the nest.
What's even more amazing is that the power of this extraordinary treasure seems to be continuously generated without harming the host's true spirit... almost like 'perpetual motion'.
Interesting, really interesting.
His eyelids were slightly lowered, and in the depths of his dark eyes, it seemed as if another battlefield was fiercely clashing—
That was hundreds of millions of miles away, above Zhenhai Immortal City, where his Dharma body was experiencing a silent yet extremely dangerous attack and defense by true spirits.
Every tremor of the true spirit, every impact and erosion of an external will, is reflected in the lake of the body's core as if experienced firsthand.
He dissected and analyzed it with a calmness that bordered on ruthlessness.
"The root of the plan to ambush and kill this very body of the deity lies here."
Cheng Buzheng's voice grew even colder, like a wind blowing from an ancient, frigid abyss.
"Borrowing my Dharma body as a 'shell,' they steal insights into the laws, engaging in acts of substitution and defying fate in order to break through the insurmountable barrier of the Nascent Soul stage..."
What courage! What a shrewd plan!
The previous Heaven-Reaching Great Array pressed closer and closer, draining my Dharma Body's vital energy;
Those semi-saint level experts who jumped out seemed to be fighting desperately, but in reality they were using themselves as bait to constantly force their Dharma bodies to use their trump cards and consume their already limited true spiritual power.
Even the various treasures used... all interconnected, each move drawing blood.
All of this is for one purpose—
By continuously weakening and eroding the 'spirituality' of this physical body until its true spirit is extremely weak, it provides you, the outsider 'magpie,' with an easily invaded 'magpie nest.'
"Brilliant, indeed brilliant."
If it weren't for this great being..."
He paused almost imperceptibly, his cold laugh laced with sarcasm and an indifferent disdain, as if looking down upon ants.
It almost solidified.
"...This powerful and influential president of the cultivators' association was, from beginning to end, merely an avatar created by the main body using the [True Spirit Dharma Body] divine power."
It carries only a wisp of divine consciousness and a portion of the original true spirit.
Your meticulously planned and cunning scheme might actually have a slight chance of success.
"pity.
You calculated every advantage of timing, location, and people; you schemed every trick in the book, but you overlooked the most crucial point—
The president of the Cultivator Association was merely a pawn randomly placed by the true self to stabilize the cultivation world.
Thoughts raced like lightning, ideas flowed like light.
Almost the instant he realized the other party's entire scheme, Cheng Buzheng's true will made a decision.
No need to hesitate, and no need to prepare.
Once he reached that level, supernatural powers would arise spontaneously with the slightest thought.
Supernatural Power: Spirit Transference!
hum-
A strange phenomenon, beyond sound and light.
Even the "fluctuations" within the realm of ordinary spiritual perception suddenly rippled outwards from the core of Cheng Buzheng's seated body.
This fluctuation is formless and intangible, it does not attract spiritual energy tides, nor does it cause spatial ripples.
Not even a speck of dust was disturbed on the floor of the quiet room.
But wherever it goes, it seems that even the most microscopic laws and structures resonate and leap for a moment.
It moved faster than thought, instantly piercing through the many restrictions of the meditation room, sweeping across the courtyard, and engulfing the city of peace.
Ignoring the barriers of the secret realm, he followed the spiritual link between his physical body and his dharma body—a link that only Cheng Buzheng himself could perceive—and flashed toward the distant battlefield coordinates!
The moment the fluctuations vanish.
On the cloud bed, Cheng Buzheng remained seated cross-legged.
His green robes were wrinkle-free, his hair was neatly styled, and the vast and obscure aura of the Nascent Soul Realm around him still flowed slowly like a bottomless pool, without weakening in the slightest.
Even his chest was rising and falling very faintly, but very regularly.
But everything is different now.
If a cultivator of the same level were here at this moment, and carefully sensed this person with their divine sense, they might initially only feel that this person was as profound as the sea and unfathomable.
But if you concentrate and perceive for even a moment, an indescribable sense of "emptiness" and "disharmony" will quietly entwine your heart like cold vines.
That body was still powerful, its flesh and blood containing a vast life essence, and its meridians flowing with pure and boundless power...
But it lost "God".
It lost that unique radiance and agility that belonged to the existence of "Cheng Buzheng".
It's like a machine pre-programmed with complex formations, infused with massive amounts of energy, and perfectly simulating all signs of life...
Flesh and blood puppet.
The core of life, the sovereign spirit, is no longer here.
The quiet room returned to deathly silence.
At the very instant that Cheng Buzheng's physical body lost its most fundamental life force, billions of miles away—
Zhenhai Immortal City, above the central area.
The micro-nebula, composed of countless colorful and dazzling "law particles," is in an extremely unstable state.
The brilliance waxes and wanes, and the particles flicker and fade.
Obviously!
At its core, two true spiritual wills are engaged in the most dangerous and fundamental process of devouring and counter-devouring.
The last trace of true spirit belonging to Cheng Buzheng's Dharma Body had dimmed to its extreme.
Like a flickering candle in a storm, it could be extinguished at any moment.
Meanwhile, that faint, illusory true spirit, originating from outside and belonging to the "Demi-Lord of the Profound Netherworld," was radiating a greedy and intense aura, supported by some strange treasure.
The final stage of the "sparrow taking over the dove's nest" is about to be completed.
however,
At this very moment when the outcome was about to be decided—
A sudden change has occurred!
That vital energy, weakened to its limit, seemed poised to collapse at any moment...
Without any warning, it suddenly skyrocketed!
...(End of this chapter)