Wait, How Did My Digital Girlfriend Become a Sword Immortal? Chapter 818: You dare to touch it?

"This Venerable One has no clue about this Taotie business."

Chen Huaian gripped his sword level, halting the wind pillar fostering Taotie, his face icy and resolute.

"This Venerable One simply understands that the black cat I own goes by Muscle Tyrant. Even if it turns out to be Taotie, above all, it remains Muscle Tyrant, the companion This Venerable One nurtures. Only after that is it Taotie! If it has done wrongs or not, that's not up to a stranger like you to determine, but This Venerable One to assess. Desire to slay This Venerable One's cat? Feel free to give it a shot!"

"Arrogant!" Wu E let out a frigid huff.

He wasn't some feeble entity like that late-stage Nascent Soul projection. At first, he believed Chen Huaian might prove useful, intending to spare him as a possible servant to the Divine Lord. Yet now, with this cultivator refusing to recognize kindness, he must be eliminated alongside Taotie!

"Perish!" Wu E's blood-red eyes abruptly narrowed, and his vast bat wings, spanning hundreds of zhang, flapped with tremendous force.

As the wing edges cut through the atmosphere, they emitted a sharp "ripping" noise akin to shredding fabric—the North Sea's surface was ripped apart over a distance of several li in an instant. A towering wall of waves, dozens of zhang tall, akin to a felled colossal peak, rose vertically, forming a pitch-dark barrier of water hovering in the sky. Moments later, it plummeted with a thunderous crash, the spray of mist thick enough to obscure sight across multiple li.

The violet bolts in the clouds got stirred by the dark gale, coiling into thick-as-arm black lightning serpents that crackled and zipped chaotically amid the gusts. When they struck the ocean, they burst into sprays of black-violet water, shooting up several zhang.

"Human cultivator, This Venerable One shall show you the divide between immortals and mortals now!" Wu E parted his enormous jaws, expelling a foul emerald poison blended with the black gale. "Sky-Corroding Howl!"

Suddenly, the dark wind surged ten times stronger. Sheer wind blades hovered in the currents, slashing through the void and etching tiny, shattered fissures in the sky. Those fissures shimmered with dim gray glows, resembling bites from a monstrous creature. At the heart of the dark wind, a spectral nine-headed wind beast materialized—each head bared vicious fangs in its maw. The gusts erupting from its bellows could pulverize underwater rocks to dust. The seawater didn't merely evaporate to vapor; the wind blades whipped it into a canopy of tiny water specks, whirling in the black gale like a flesh-rending downpour.

The whole North Sea appeared seized by an unseen grip. Across sky and land, nothing persisted but the wind's fury, the lightning's sizzle, and the relentless "crashing" of water being rent asunder.

The dark gale, bearing the wind beast specter, lunged savagely. Everywhere it swept, the fabric of space warped more fiercely, even rays of light curving in its wake, as though total breakdown loomed in the following instant.

Confronting that immense, heaven-spanning power, Chen Huaian remained steadfast and unafraid. He didn't so much as flinch; in fact, he shut his eyes, merely lifting the Black Scales Sword a bit higher.

"The Dao gives birth to One, One to Two, Two to Three, Three to... all things!"

Chen Huaian's closed eyes flung wide open, twin glints of sword light blazing within.

The opening technique from the hidden manuals—The Dao Begets the One Sword!

When he first wielded this strike, his cultivation hadn't reached Void Shattering's pinnacle, nor was he on Earth Star, but rather in the Cangyun Realm.

True Essence from heaven and earth rushed toward Chen Huaian.

Within a radius of ten li, the scene resembled an ink scroll stripped of hues, fading instantly to monochrome. The ground quaked, cries of insects and birds, the frantic howls of wildlife—all faded as the colors drained.

Before the sword struck, the world grew quiet.

When the sword fell, the world turned colorless!

"Clang——!"

Throughout heaven and earth, just this sword's wail echoed.

The sword's keen pierced the raging winds. That monochrome sword beam, stretching across the cosmos like a rift, sliced straight through the advancing dark gale. Wherever the beam traveled, the sickly green wind blades fragmented utterly.

The phantom of the nine-headed wind beast unleashed a piercing, agonized screech, split clean in half by the sword beam, dissolving into a vast expanse of wind shards that scattered away.

The sword beam's force showed no signs of waning, barreling directly at the Demon Immortal Wu E!

Wu E's eyes widened in shock. He hadn't anticipated a lowly Mortal Realm cultivator unleashing such a horrifying sword technique. In panic, he could only shield himself with his bat wings. The obsidian-golden scales flared with a thin emerald barrier of light.

"Clang——!" The sword beam smashed into the barrier and wings, unleashing a tremendous, world-rattling boom. The pale green shield crumbled at once. Scales flew from the bat wings. A profound gash, exposing bone, ran from wing edge to base. Emerald blood trickled down the wound, hitting the sea and solidifying the water into dark ice chunks.

This one strike had truly scarred his Demon Immortal form.

Though he descended through Divine Descent, this differed vastly from a mere avatar.

An avatar, stripped to basics, missed immortal power's grace; it was just a demonic mortal duplicate bearing his Divine Abilities alone.

Yet Divine Descent brought true immortal might. Such was the chasm in existence levels.

This blade... could wound an immortal.

Should Chen Huaian continue to advance...

Wu E folded his wings, gazing at the sea cleaved by Chen Huaian's sword, a shiver crawling up his back.

This Chen Huaian spelled disaster!

He must not survive!

"What... what sort of sword technique is that?!" Wu E cried out, blending astonishment and wrath.

While his Divine Descent form wasn't gravely harmed, the strike had jolted him, stirring his vital energies into turmoil.

In furious abandon, Wu E unleashed full might.

Boom——!

His enormous talons balled up before him. Innumerable black wind strands coalesced into a wind serpent dozens of zhang in length. The serpent's form wrapped in shards of inky golden dragon scales. It gaped its massive jaws, lunging at Chen Huaian.

As the wind dragon roared closer, Chen Huaian sensed his body's True Essence nearly depleted—The Dao Begets the One Sword had drained seventy to eighty percent of it. Attempting to muster Sword Intent once more, the monochrome glow on the blade merely sputtered faintly.

Clenching his jaw, he positioned his sword to parry, slamming his palm against the Black Scales Sword's flat side.

The sword's edge quivered, erupting a burst of sword light.

The light ascended ahead of Chen Huaian, resembling a rising crescent moon. Under this arc, the sea's surface plunged sharply. The black winds clashing with the sword light dissolved like grease against inferno.

Though this sword light halved the wind dragon, under Wu E's command, it ceaselessly drew heavenly energies, persisting without end.

Boom——!

Chen Huaian got hurled backward by the wind dragon's colliding force, blood trickling from his mouth's edge. His knees smashed into an undersea reef, pulverizing it instantly.

Just as the wind dragon neared to swallow Chen Huaian, a deep-black whirlwind abruptly surged from the flank, blocking the wind dragon halfway through the air.

"Boom——!" The black wind pillar sustaining Taotie detonated abruptly. Within the whirlwind, deep violet armored scales gleamed. A colossal form gradually rose steady—Taotie had achieved rebirth.

Its frame towered a solid ten zhang. Deep purple scale armor bore warped "Devour" rune inscriptions. Four hooked horns shone with chill gleam. Crimson-golden eyes locked unblinkingly on Wu E. The murderous aura emanating from its body solidified like matter, halting the nearby black winds in place.

It advanced one step to shield Chen Huaian. Lifting a massive paw, it seized the wind dragon. With a light crush, the dragon burst into airborne wind motes and vanished.

Muscle Tyrant lifted its gaze slowly, crimson-golden eyes brimming with frosty lethal intent.

A profound, guttural voice, echoing from the depths, quivered the heavens and earth:

"You bastard son of a bitch, dare to move again and see what happens?"