Wait, How Did My Digital Girlfriend Become a Sword Immortal? Chapter 872: The Time of Half an Incense Stick

Chapter 872: The Time of Half an Incense Stick

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The Nine Heavens, the South Heaven Gate.

The seductive music that had been echoing in the minds of all the immortals suddenly stopped.

Chen Huaian, who just moments ago had been swaying his hips and striking seductive poses towards the sky full of immortal Buddhas, abruptly halted his movements.

He was like a mischievous child who had played enough, suddenly reining in all his laughter and antics.

It wasn't that Chen Huaian felt ashamed and didn't want to continue dancing.

It was because a prompt appeared in his vision—he had already completed it.

The Electronic Girlfriend System's notification tone exploded in his mind:

【Buff Obtained: Great Dao's Protection. Duration: 10 minutes.】

Great Dao's Protection?

Which Great Dao?

He was briefly stunned, then stopped caring.

The oppressive feeling from the Heaven and Earth Great Formation on his body had indeed vanished in an instant.

"Hah..."

Chen Huaian let out a breath of turbid air.

He slowly raised his head, looking towards that enormous, livid face that occupied the entire firmament.

Taishang Laojun's Law Manifestation had already grown so large it blotted out the sun, moon, and stars.

The two nostrils spewing Samadhi True Fire were like two erupting volcanic craters.

Clearly, the dance just now had not only enraged the immortals of Lingxiao greatly, but this Sage was so furious he felt like two Buddhas ascending to heaven.

"Finished dancing?"

Laojun's voice rumbled like heavenly thunder, each word carrying the world-destroying pressure of a Sage.

"If you're finished, then for This Venerable One... DIE!!"

Boom—!!!

Taishang Laojun suddenly clasped his hands together.

The 【Heaven and Earth Great Millstone】, which had already been pressing down on Chen Huaian until he could barely breathe, instantly increased its rotation speed a hundredfold.

The sky truly collapsed.

It was no longer slowly sinking, but like a massive stone slab swung by a giant, carrying the force of billions of *jun*, smashing down viciously.

The earth also gave way.

The energy of the Nine Netherworlds and Yellow Springs surged forth, transforming into countless ghostly hands, wanting to drag Chen Huaian into the endless abyss.

This could no longer be called a formation; it should be called the ultimate utilization of the principles of Heaven and Earth.

At this moment, this Sage was like the true Heavenly Dao of this realm.

He wanted to completely erase this area of ten thousand *li*, along with Chen Huaian inside it, from this world.

Whoever he wanted dead!

Must die!

However.

"Die?" Chen Huaian laughed.

He stood right under Heaven's Might, falling meteors trailing fiery tails, shattered void spewing thunder and storms, floods reaching the heavens, the great earth fracturing.

The collapsing sky smashed down head-on, infinitely magnifying in his field of vision.

The entire world seemed to contain only him.

The Nine Heavens were pushed aside.

The immortals of Lingxiao shrank into rice-grain-sized insects.

Even smaller was he.

Like a speck of dust.

A single gentle breath could blow him away.

But he... could not die.

He had ten minutes.

Less than the time it takes half an incense stick to burn.

During this time, no one could kill him.

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"Not necessary."

He murmured softly, his eyes clear.

"Ten minutes is enough."

He sheathed his sword.

Amidst this collapsing heaven and earth, at the center of this destructive storm.

He sat down cross-legged, laying the sword across his knees.

*Hum.*

A strange fluctuation rippled outwards, centered on him.

It was a faint halo of light, profound and mysterious, like the first wisp of mist at the dawn of creation.

*Clang—!*

The Heaven and Earth Millstone, capable of crushing stars, slammed fiercely into this thin layer of halo.

The halo dispersed slightly.

Yet... it remained completely unmoved!

"What?!"

Taishang Laojun's enormous pupils contracted sharply.

He felt as if his strike had hit an indestructible, primordial, stubborn rock; the recoil actually numbed his tiger's mouth.

"This Dao Rhythm..."

He was shocked and uncertain.

That wasn't some kind of defensive formation or magical artifact.

It was Dao Rhythm.

It belonged to the same level as the power he currently controlled.

No... it should be said it was even superior!

Chen Huaian paid no attention to the raging storm outside.

He closed his eyes.

The world fell silent.

*Swoosh—*

The first strange sound came from within his body.

It was the sound of ocean waves.

At first just ripples, but in an instant, it became crashing waves against the shore.

The 【Vast Sea Art】 began to circulate.

Above his head, a vast, boundless illusion of an emerald sea materialized out of thin air.

The sun and moon rose and set on the sea's surface, tides surged and retreated with each breath.

"This madman... what is he doing?"

The immortals watching the show from the Nine Heavens widened their eyes.

"He's... comprehending a cultivation technique?!"

"Comprehending a technique inside a Sage's killing formation?! Does he not want to live?!"

Chen Huaian couldn't hear these.

He now needed to integrate all his power, to utilize every available resource to the extreme.

There was no way back.

No path to survival.

Only... ramming open a path.

Fast.

Even faster.

He was racing against death.

*Hoo—*

A long stream of white air exhaled from his mouth, piercing the void before him like a sharp sword, lingering without dispersing.

As this breath was expelled, the emerald sea illusion trembled violently.

The originally azure seawater began to boil, its color gradually deepening, finally transforming into a bottomless, ink-black expanse.

That was an abyss that encompassed everything!

In the system's character panel, the comprehension of the Oceanborn Art skyrocketed.

【Vast Sea Art】→【Jade Sea Tideborn Art】→【Returning to the Abyss Art】.

It even broke through the original limits of the Oceanborn Art.

Not even the Electronic Girlfriend shop had a technique like 【Returning to the Abyss Art】.

Yet it automatically appeared during Chen Huaian's comprehension.

The waves calmed.

Replacing them was a heart-palpitating depth and boundlessness.

At this moment, Chen Huaian was like an unfathomably deep sea; even if you threw in a Mount Sumeru, it wouldn't stir up half a splash.

"Again."

Chen Huaian's Divine Sense roared.

*Boom!*

A second phenomenon rose.

A massive, pitch-black illusion, its eyes as dazzling as solar wheels, rose from the ground.

It held up the heavens with its head, trod upon the Yellow Springs with its feet, its entire body radiating domineering Killing Intent.

This was the manifestation of the Dao Rhythm of the Heavenly Demon's true form.

Immediately after.

*Clang!*

The third phenomenon.

A figure dressed in snow-white robes, with a head full of silver hair, holding a wine pot, came stepping forward while singing.

His eyes were bleary with drunkenness, yet his Sword Qi soared to the heavens.

This was the manifestation of the Dao Rhythm of the Green Lotus Sword Manual.

One demon, one immortal.

One black, one white.

Like two guardian deities, they stood tall behind Chen Huaian.

But this wasn't enough.

"ROAR!!"

Dragon roars, tiger snarls, phoenix cries, and tortoise bellows.

The illusions of the Nine Auspicious Beasts, like totems walking out of ancient times, all manifested.

A golden dragon coiled around his waist, the Black Tortoise transformed into his pedestal, the Vermilion Bird and Phoenix danced upon his shoulders, the White Tiger and Dang Kang roared at his feet...

Myriad phenomena, a dense array.

At this moment, Chen Huaian was like the center of this realm, the source of all laws.

"He... what exactly is he doing?!"

"Hah, a last-ditch struggle, that's all. What's the use of all this?"

The immortals of Lingxiao looked at each other, some shocked, some disdainful, but all anxiously waiting.

Because at this moment, Taishang Laojun's Heaven and Earth Dao Rhythm seemed to have no effect on this Sword Cultivator.

Moreover, how could one person's body simultaneously accommodate so many completely different, even mutually conflicting, Great Daos?

Cultivating both immortal and demonic paths simultaneously?

Ten thousand beasts paying homage to the Azure Dragon?

Taishang Laojun's face was so gloomy it seemed about to drip water.

He refused to believe it.

"For This Venerable One... SHATTER!!"

He exerted force again. The Heaven and Earth Millstone let out a groan of unbearable strain, almost about to be crushed by him.

But that layer of white mist remained as stable as Mount Tai.

Ten minutes meant ten minutes.

Inside the white mist, Chen Huaian suddenly opened his eyes.

In those eyes, the left was the profound Void Abyss, the right was burning demonic fire.

At this moment, all the power within his body had climbed to its peak.

The ten minutes had passed in the blink of an eye.

Whether he could withstand Taishang Laojun's strike or not.

Depended on now.

If he withstood it, he lived.

If he didn't, he died!

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