Wait, How Did My Digital Girlfriend Become a Sword Immortal? Chapter 801: The Death and Unease of Chen Niu

Chapter 801: The Death and Unease of Chen Niu

Outside the Demon Sealing Pagoda.

Chen Niu devoured the earth vein's Killing Intent, its body distorting and swelling, the dark red Killing Intent wrapping around it like a solid substance.

It raised a claw and pressed down in the air. The space around Lin Fan suddenly solidified, with the weight of ten thousand jun descending upon him, his bones groaning under the unbearable pressure.

Simultaneously with the gravity, that space was instantly turned into a vacuum, followed immediately by an extreme heat and spatial tearing.

This was the control over the rules wielded by Chen Niu's true form.

Although it was only an avatar now, strengthened by the earth vein's Killing Intent, it could still unleash a fraction of that power.

"Explode!" Lin Fan gritted his teeth. Over a dozen flying swords simultaneously detonated, their violent Sword Qi tearing through the gravity field. He seized the chance to break free, blood trickling from the corner of his mouth.

"Don't even think of running!" Chen Niu roared, summoning the Mountain-Moving Seal.

Lin Fan didn't retreat; instead, he charged forward, the remaining flying swords behind him shooting out in full force to collide with the ancient seal.

Boom! Boom! Boom!

Each collision shook the earth and mountains. The flying swords shattered one after another, transforming into a rain of light filling the sky.

The radiance on the Mountain-Moving Seal also gradually dimmed, forcibly halted mid-air.

But to block this killing move of Chen Niu's, even the magical flying swords left by the ancestor were insufficient.

Victory and defeat both lay in the Explosive Sword Style.

When he had consumable materials, he struck with heavy fists.

When he lacked consumable materials, his combat power was halved, and he could only be timid and submissive.

"Old Zhang, you ghost!" Lin Fan shouted fiercely towards the shadows behind a distant hill.

"What are you yelling for?!" In the distance, Zhang Mengchu sat slumped on the ground, his face pale as he waved his hand weakly. "My True Essence is depleted... You crazy Lin, hold on a bit longer!"

Originally, his True Essence had been sufficient.

But at the moment the Great Formation shattered, Chen Niu made a desperate, dying counterattack, forcibly snatching away a wisp of earth vein energy. It was precisely this wisp of earth vein energy, guided by his True Essence, that was lost, causing most of his True Essence to be sucked away by Chen Niu as well. Instantly reduced to an incapable husband, he could only frantically stuff pills into his mouth now, utterly unable to support Lin Fan immediately.

"Your mother!" Lin Fan cursed inwardly. His storage pouch was already empty.

He took a deep breath, his eyes resolute and determined. He abruptly brought his palms together, two points of sword light igniting within his pupils.

The ancestor had said, if pushed to the brink of death.

Then—

"Ten Thousand—Swords—Return—to—Ancestry!"

A sword hum, as if descending from the Nine Heavens, clear, melodious, and long-lasting, instantly overwhelming all the clamor on the battlefield.

Hum—!

Every Sword Cultivator present, friend or foe, felt their longswords tremble violently, slipping from their grasp.

Hua Jin the True One felt her palm go empty. The silver threads of the whisk that had accompanied her for years snapped inch by inch, and even the Life-bound Flying Sword hidden within it uncontrollably flew out of her body.

Her face turned pale with anger, and she stamped her foot, but dared not speak.

She only tightened her grip on the premium Celestial Jade Marrow she had just obtained, not even having time to warm it in her hand, and quietly retreated.

Cain was smugly stroking the treasured sword gifted by Chen Huaian.

The next second, *zing*—!

The treasured sword hummed, forcibly breaking free from his control, transforming into a stream of light as it flew away.

He watched helplessly, beating his chest and stamping his feet, almost spitting blood in frustration.

In the Sanctuary camp, Albert stared blankly at the shattered remains of his greatsword trembling slightly, his face full of bewilderment.

"Don't go!" He said to his own sword. "Theirs are Eastern swords, you are a Western sword. Even if you go, you won't be welcomed. Besides, you're already broken."

As his words fell, the broken sword seemed to deflate, finally settling down.

Beside him, the Pope slightly raised her head. The blindfold over her eyes fluttered without any wind, as if "looking" towards the sky.

In the sky, a million longswords of nearly identical form hovered, swirling around Lin Fan like subjects paying homage to their monarch. Their sword light flowed, converging into a dazzling Silver River.

Each sword radiated a sharp, piercing intent far exceeding its usual level—they had all been filled with True Essence by Lin Fan at this moment.

Lin Fan stood at the center of the river of swords, his robes fluttering, his eyes as cold as ancient, eternal ice.

So the ancestor had long prepared a backup plan!

Looking closely at these swords, weren't they exactly the flying swords the ancestor had given him before? All the same model!

The ancestor actually had the Cultivators of this world bring their swords here, then made these swords his consumable materials.

Brilliant!

Absolutely brilliant!

Many of the swords had been pre-filled with True Essence by those Cultivators. Although not as pure as his, it still saved him some effort.

Otherwise, even for him, driving a million flying swords at this moment would be incredibly difficult.

Lin Fan's face was pale, but his smile grew increasingly ferocious and arrogant.

He pointed with his sword finger. "Fall—!!!"

The river of swords cascaded down.

No fancy tricks, only destruction.

Thousands of sword lights first condensed into a single colossal sword spanning heaven and earth, which then slashed down with overwhelming force!

Chen Niu roared, using the Mountain-Moving Seal and its distorted physical body to withstand the giant sword.

Boom—!!!

The giant sword shattered, transforming into a violent storm of Sword Qi. A massive mushroom cloud erupted on the spot, and the shockwave scraped several zhang off the ground!

Chen Niu was smashed deep into a crater, its scales flying off.

However, this was only the beginning.

As the first wave of the sword rain ended, the subsequent flying swords rained down like a violent storm.

Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom!

The explosions were continuous, shaking the earth and mountains, sending dust and smoke soaring into the sky.

The entire valley was completely flattened under the insane baptism of countless Sword Qi, forming a horrifyingly enormous crater.

When the final sword light vanished, the dust slowly settled.

At the bottom of the deep crater, Chen Niu lay there, its body shattered and broken, dark red blood soaking the soil, its breath faint and weak.

Lin Fan drifted down, landing with his foot on Chen Niu's ferocious head, his sword tip pointing directly at its brow.

"Is that all?!"

Chen Niu grinned, blood gushing from its mouth, yet its eyes were filled with mockery. "Hehehe... cough cough... the variable... you people... are always full of surprises... But... you can't escape... the cycle... death will come for you all eventually... And—"

Right at that moment, from the top of a Demon Sealing Pagoda not far away, a pure pillar of Spiritual Energy shot into the sky, piercing through the smoke and dust, exceptionally conspicuous.

The Ascenders observing the battle from the surroundings all turned their gazes towards the light pillar.

The anger between Hua Jin the True One's brows lessened somewhat. "The Well of Heaven has opened! It must be Senior Chen's doing!"

Chen Huaian had disappeared earlier, and she had guessed he took this opportunity to deal with the demonic beasts inside the Demon Sealing Pagoda. She never imagined Chen Huaian would act so quickly.

Even at a time like this, Senior Chen still kept the Kunlun Immortal Palace's plan in mind...

Even if Senior Chen is a variable, he's different from those sword maniacs who snatch Celestial Jade Marrow with their swords.

In the future...

If the Celestial God Clan's His Lordship decides to punish Senior Chen, she must at least ensure Senior Chen's life is spared.

Hua Jin the True One pondered silently in her heart.

Meanwhile, a corner of Chen Niu's eye caught sight of the Spiritual Energy pillar. A fleeting, elusive, and difficult-to-grasp strange glint flashed in its eyes.

It closed its eyes. "... Kill me."

Lin Fan snorted coldly. A flash of sword light pierced through its head, then twisted, completely annihilating its Divine Soul.

Chen Niu's avatar was slain once more.

But a faint, almost imperceptible sense of unease lingered in his heart, refusing to dissipate.

...

Simultaneously, inside the Demon Sealing Pagoda.

Chen Huaian was enveloped by circulating Spiritual Energy. The figure of Chenghuang had gradually faded, transforming into countless points of light that merged into his body.

Beside him, the phantom of the Fierce Beast Hou was also being sucked into the Purple Gold Gourd.

On the surface of the gourd, the carvings of the fierce beasts seemed to come alive, slowly swimming about.

As Hou's soul was injected, among the many fierce beast patterns, a blurred yet ferocious outline gradually became clear—it was unmistakably the form of the long-"dead" Muscle Tyrant.

...

I like this version of Qingran. She has that wifey vibe now, doesn't she?