Wait, How Did My Digital Girlfriend Become a Sword Immortal? Chapter 744: Taotie

Chapter 744: Taotie

"This is... what kind of sword?"

Corpse Emperor Jiang stiffly lowered his head, staring blankly at a sword scar that ran completely through his chest.

He didn't even know when he had been struck.

Chen Huaian's sword was too fast, too light.

So much so that the moment the Sword Intent passed through his body, it only felt like a gentle breeze brushing his face.

"This is not a sword." Chen Huaian said calmly, "This is this Venerable One's Dao."

"Dao... huh? Hehehe... Hahahaha!" Emperor Jiang propped himself up with difficulty on the River Sinker sword and laughed uproariously. Behind him, the ancient battlefield, the Legion of Thousands, were all being erased bit by bit like a water-washed oil painting, with only putrid blood connecting into lines that dripped continuously onto the ground.

The Domain faded, and the two of them returned to the first floor of the Demon Sealing Pagoda.

"Floods and droughts are natural disasters. How can human power contend with nature?"

Chen Huaian sheathed his sword, quietly gazing at Emperor Jiang.

If Corpse Emperor Jiang had not unleashed his Domain, the outcome of today's battle would still be uncertain.

But he just happened to use his Domain, making it a contest of momentum and intent.

He cultivated the Sword Dao in the Cangyun Realm, and his Sword Intent had long since been Perfected to the Extreme.

Although Emperor Jiang was powerful, his understanding of his own strength was far from reaching its peak.

"Hehehe... You don't understand, was that truly a natural disaster?" Emperor Jiang stumbled and fell to one knee. His soul was gradually being drawn out, his power flowing from his body like water, making his voice as hoarse as a broken bellows, "My empire was in the feng shui-favored south. Historically, there had never been a drought. It was because I, the Emperor, disrespected heaven and earth, disrespected ghosts and gods, that those so-called immortals delivered punishment."

"I forged the sword 'River Sinker' to stir the Heavenly River and save the world from the great drought. When the sword was completed, the Heavenly River reversed its flow, and sweet rain finally fell from the sky."

"But this rain fell for a full month. The great drought turned into a great flood, with untold suffering and countless deaths... I, the Emperor, was ashamed before my people, ashamed before all living beings. I drank from my own sword and ended my life."

"But I, the Emperor, did not forget the hatred. I cultivated a ghost-god body through Virtue, lived under an assumed name for thousands of years, and led tens of thousands of Yin soldiers in a direct assault on the heavens, beating those half-baked celestial gods and buddhas until they fled in disarray... Hahaha!"

The wildly maniacal laughter instantly turned into a desolate question, "But did you think that was enough for revenge?"

The ghostly green flames in Emperor Jiang's eyes danced wildly, burning with endless desolation and self-mockery.

"Have you ever seen the sky collapse?" His face was filled with terror, "The sky collapsed, revealing a black hole-like eye. No one dared to meet that eye's gaze. Once you did, your soul would be instantly obliterated. Then, a pitch-black finger pressed down from the collapsing firmament. There was no way to avoid it, no way to block it. No matter how powerful you were, facing that finger became a joke."

"You were defeated?" Chen Huaian frowned.

Emperor Jiang was silent, merely reaching up to grasp the soul-binding nail in the center of his forehead.

He used all his strength to try and pull out that soul-binding nail. He roared, he struggled, but it was all in vain.

He slumped to the ground, gradually decaying into ash.

"I, the Emperor... have failed..."

Emperor Jiang looked at Chen Huaian, cold ghostly flames burning on the half of his head that had turned to ash.

"In countless cycles of reincarnation, I, the Emperor, have slain countless people who tried to challenge the 'Heaven's Might,' intending to prove my failure was not an accident. I, the Emperor, dared not challenge Heaven's Might again, dared not see that eye and that finger again. This is my sin, and also my cowardice."

"You are different." His jaw opened and closed, emitting a vague, intermittent sound.

"I beseech you to take my sword, and for all living beings under heaven—"

The remaining flames devoured his head, erupting into a sky full of flying ash.

From within the ash echoed Corpse Emperor Jiang's final roar, reverberating endlessly within the empty Demon Sealing Pagoda.

"Slay—! Heaven—!"

...

Corpse Emperor Jiang had completely vanished.

Only a single River Sinker sword lay quietly upon the ashes.

A chill flowed along the blade, and the sword body seemed to have a flowing river of stars upon it, as if reflecting the scene from that year when it stirred the Heavenly River to irrigate all living beings.

"Why was that necessary?" Chen Huaian picked up the fully-realized River Sinker sword, "We could have completely sat down and talked it out properly."

Although Emperor Jiang had not explained what happened after he was suppressed.

One could almost guess the general outline.

He was nailed with the soul-binding nail, becoming a lackey for the myriad gods and buddhas, becoming a pawn of the Celestial God Clan.

Now, the River Sinker sword left behind by the Corpse Emperor was the fully-realized version, the same grade as the Black Scales Sword, both Supreme Grade Spiritual Treasures.

"Enough."

Chen Huaian sighed, gently stroking the sword body, "What if this Venerable One does slay that Heaven for you? Consider it revenge for the untold suffering and countless deaths."

He stored the River Sinker sword in his Storage Ring.

Corpse Emperor Jiang was dead. The Demon Dragon and the Demonic Tiger were also dealt with.

What about the Fierce Beasts in the lower levels of the Demon Sealing Pagoda?

Just as Chen Huaian was pondering this, a heavy panting sound abruptly rang out behind him.

He whipped his head around to see a giant beast shaped like a huge tiger, but with massive tusks and greenish skin, crouching not far away.

A pair of eyes containing brutality and ferocity stared unblinkingly at him.

Chen Huaian tightened his grip on his sword, preparing for another fight.

But the green-skinned giant beast showed no intention of attacking.

"My name is Taowu." The green-skinned giant beast stood up, walking over step by step, "I am the guardian of the lower levels of this Demon Sealing Pagoda and the Well of Heaven."

"I witnessed your battle with that old fellow Emperor Jiang. I am willing to offer my Demonic Soul."

Taowu paused, then said calmly, "I can sense Qiongqi is also in your possession, Dragon Soul Inheritor."

Chen Huaian's heart skipped a beat.

This Fierce Beast had been watching nearby while he was fighting Emperor Jiang.

Didn't that mean, if this beast had acted, joining forces with Emperor Jiang, he would have been utterly finished today?!

Luckily, this beast and the Corpse Emperor were both beings of status and standing, people and beasts who valued martial virtue.

"You don't want to fight this Venerable One?" Chen Huaian tilted his head.

The sudden friendliness from the Fierce Beast made him a bit uncomfortable.

"You are no match for me." Taowu raised a claw to pick at its nostril, saying calmly, "I can control the emotions of all living beings."

"Make them irritable and quick to anger, make the friendly become evil, make the evil lose their reason."

"Outside the Demon Sealing Pagoda are tens of thousands of demonic beasts. If they surrounded you here, even if you fought your way out, you would be utterly exhausted. At that point, if I then made my move, what chance of victory would you have?"

Chen Huaian mentally calculated.

If he couldn't win, he'd just return to the Cangyun Realm, rest for a bit, then come back to fight, back at peak condition.

Once the Sect Summoning Token cooldown was up, he'd summon his enforcers.

At that point, even ten Taowus would just be there to get beaten up.

Chance of victory?

Wouldn't that be one hundred percent!

But he couldn't be bothered to argue this with Taowu. Giving this Fierce Beast some face, since it was cooperating obediently, he wouldn't expose its bluff.

He immediately pulled out the Purple Gold Bottle and aimed it at Taowu, "Hey! You beast, if this Venerable One calls your name, dare you answer?!"

Taowu looked at Chen Huaian, the corner of its mouth twitching.

"Perhaps... we should just fight after all!"

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