Wait, How Did My Digital Girlfriend Become a Sword Immortal? Chapter 856.26: The Heavens Should Change
Previously on Wait, How Did My Digital Girlfriend Become a Sword Immortal?...
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The breeze stayed utterly still.
Sword Intent surged ahead.
Just as Chen Huaian's words concluded, a razor-sharp, chilling presence barreled straight at him.
Tu Fu Xing dared not slack off.
Bi Yue Wu's severed remains lay plainly in view, a grim reminder of what had transpired earlier.
"Hah!"
A deafening bellow thundered out, resembling lightning splitting a barren wasteland.
Tu Fu Xing's form ballooned wildly. The golden-armored divine general shape shattered in a flash, with innumerable tawny stones condensing from empty space and fusing onto his frame.In a mere instant.
A towering ten-zhang stone behemoth now loomed over the hovering summit.
His eyes flicked to the sword gripped by Chen Huaian—a pathetic mortal blade like a splinter—unable to grasp how Bi Yue Wu had fallen to it so abruptly.
Tu Fu Xing flipped his palm to seize. A gigantic bronze tripod, mountain-like in scale, his Lifebound Immortal Artifact—the [Thick Earth Suppressing Heaven Cauldron]—erupted into being with a earth-shaking boom.
Etched upon the cauldron's surface were peaks, streams, and galloping creatures, exuding a horrifying pull of gravity that could crush a whole realm, crashing down to engulf Chen Huaian overhead.
"Mortal, let's see if you can bear the weight of this entire world!"
Even before the cauldron struck, its oppressive force alone splintered the white jade stairs bit by bit.
This was raw, overwhelming might.
The crushing weight of the plain and colossal.
Facing this might, Chen Huaian's white-robed silhouette looked frail as onion skin.
Yet Chen Huaian stood unmoving.
He simply gave a casual flick to the Black Scales Sword.
"The wanderer's cap adorned with barbarian tassels, the Wu hook's blade bright with frost and snow."
A soft recitation started.
And the sword's resonance echoed too.
Chen Huaian's silhouette abruptly blurred.
That Thick Earth gravitational pull, fierce enough to pin a true dragon, failed completely to hold him.
He resembled a gentle gust threading peaks, a moonlit gleam dancing on flowing streams.
Supreme Liberty.
Ultimate Unbound Bliss.
Tu Fu Xing's sight hazed over, his guaranteed lethal cauldron slamming into nothing with a colossal rumble, ripping an endless chasm across the floating peak.
"Where do you think you're running!"
Tu Fu Xing bellowed in rage. His enormous stone frame swung wide, unleashing myriad earthen spears from the earth like bared teeth, blocking every escape route.
Chen Huaian's steps danced on emptiness, his form darting amid the storm of broken boulders and spikes.
Neither rushed nor lagging, his recitation flowed without pause.
"Silver saddle shining upon a white steed, swift and dashing like a shooting star."
Sword gleam burst forth abruptly.
Not for defense or clash, but for... pursuit.
That sword gleam moved at impossible speed, tracing a silver trail through the sky, akin to a meteor pursuing the moon, instantly nearing Tu Fu Xing's gigantic stone form.
"Seeking death! Do you truly take This Venerable One for something molded from mud?!"
Tu Fu Xing felt no fear, only delight.
His stone form was crafted from gathered Heavenly River star sand, utterly unbreakable, unscratched even by immortal treasures.
Since you rush close, then I'll pulverize you flat!
The massive stone palms clapped fiercely, aiming to squash this pale pest into oblivion.
Chen Huaian looked up.
His gaze showed no grief or delight, just a cold, empty white.
That was Immortal-Slaying's lethal will.
"Ten steps to slay one man."
Chen Huaian unleashed one sword strike.
This strike bore no earth-shattering Sword Qi, no flashy, radiant splendor.
Only a drunken leisure, a reckless freedom that deemed immortals and deities as worthless grass.
"A thousand li... leaving no trace."
*Pfft.*
A faint noise.
Like a keen edge slicing fine cloth.
Chen Huaian's form pierced directly through the stone giant's torso.
With his back turned to Tu Fu Xing, he casually brushed imaginary blood from the blade and gradually returned it to its sheath.
*Click.*
Behind, that ten-zhang unbreakable stone giant suddenly halted, locked in place.
In Tu Fu Xing's vast stone eyes, the prior rage and assurance twisted instantly into sheer horror and confusion.
"This... this is..."
His tone quivered.
A slender crack emerged at his forehead's center, swiftly racing over his whole body.
Not merely the stone exterior.
Even the hidden True Body inside, even that invincible Immortal Soul, beneath this one sword, were precisely bisected by a law called "Slay the Immortal."
"The deed done, brushing dust from robes, deeply concealing name and form."
Chen Huaian recited the poem's closing lines calmly.
*BOOM——!!!*
The stone giant collapsed.
Among the debris-filled sky, Tu Fu Xing's True Body spilled forth, a sword gash running straight through his chest front to back, all life force cut off.
"Cough... cough, cough..."
Tu Fu Xing sprawled on the ground, blood from his coughs dyeing the dirt crimson.
Under some mysterious law, his Immortal Soul melted away like frost over flames.
Yet he sought no pity. Instead, he fixed his stare on Chen Huaian, eyes gleaming with insanity from peeking at forbidden truths.
"The Immortal-Slaying Sword... it's the Immortal-Slaying Sword!"
Tu Fu Xing spat blood amid a hoarse, owlish laugh of despair:
"Hahaha... hahahaha!"
"No wonder! No wonder the Nine Heavens Refining Profound Array's defenses never blocked you..."
"Chen Huaian, do you think you've won?"
"Do you think your enemy... is merely us 'immortals'?"
He forced his head up, his glazed eyes locked on the dark clouds overhead.
"The... Heavenly Gods... are watching you."
"Your everything, your sword, your legacy, even your breath... are all under the 'Gods' gaze!"
"This lifetime... you... still cannot win!"
"I'll be waiting... below..."
*Thud.*
Tu Fu Xing's head slumped, his presence fading away.
A fragment of fractured, azure Immortal Soul barely emerged before the Sword Intent whirlpool in Chen Huaian's eyes devoured it ruthlessly.
Upon the floating peak, quiet death reigned again.
Chen Huaian remained rooted, utterly unshaken by Tu Fu Xing's final words.
He lifted his head gradually.
His sight bored through the churning thunderheads, through the immense Nine Heavens Refining Profound Array, as though confronting unseen eyes in the emptiness.
"'Gods' are watching? Heh..."
Chen Huaian's lip curled into a icy, mocking smirk.
"Then let Them witness it all."
His wrist turned, summoning the rust-eaten axe into his grasp.
A pulse of profound bond raced through his body.
This Nine Heavens Refining Profound Array, with nine Wells of Heaven as eyes, floating peaks as skeleton, and the coffin as core, formed an enormous barrier.
Drawing on Spiritual Energy leaking from the coffin's corpse as nourishment, it refined this—to immortals, foul Turbid Qi—into usable Celestial Jade Marrow for immortals. What failed to form Celestial Jade Marrow got stored in the nine great Wells of Heaven, sustaining the Upper Realm.
At the same time, it sealed the 'Turbid Qi' oozing from the coffin's entity, not letting a trace escape.
With no 'Turbid Qi' in this world, only Spiritual Energy purified by the nine Wells of Heaven, immortals could invade the Nine Provinces freely without limit.
"Since immortals dread this Turbid Qi..."
Chen Huaian yanked hard, wrenching the [Sky-Cleaving Axe] free from the stone.
"Then This Venerable One will ensure this mortal realm..."
He hoisted the corroded axe aloft, targeting the Formation Core underfoot on the floating peak, targeting the dark veins linking to the heavens.
"...holds no pure haven!"
*BOOM!!!*
One axe stroke fell.
This axe couldn't chop timber, couldn't split rock.
But it rent a divide called "Heaven and Earth."
*Crack—crack—*
Shattering rang from the peak's crest, rippling across the Nine Heavens Refining Profound Array, across all Kunlun, across famed peaks and mighty waters, across the nine Wells of Heaven.
The black thunder chains binding the coffin to the sky snapped apart section by section!
Freed from the array's hold.
From the coffin poured the immense, endless "Turbid Qi" hoarded for millennia, thick with boundless grudge and karma,
Like a shadowed dragon bursting its cage, it roared from the Underground Palace, stormed the skies, and then—
Bursted wide!
Billowing Turbid Qi, like jet-black dye flooding pristine waters, swiftly permeated the whole Earth Star Mortal Realm.
Their Turbid Qi, our Spiritual Energy.
The heavens...
Should change!
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