Wait, How Did My Digital Girlfriend Become a Sword Immortal? Chapter 978: This Venerable One Will Merge With You!

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A single finger had directly flicked the Silver Dragon King away.

The power of a World Lord seemed utterly insignificant at this moment.

That pale, slender hand slowly withdrew.

Then, a figure walked out from within Li Qingran's body.

The various gods watching this scene were all dumbfounded.

The flicked-away Silver Dragon King was also dumbfounded, its head buzzing incessantly.

As the mighty Dragon of Time, the sole strongest existence beneath the Golden Dragon King, when had it ever been humiliated like this?

But that oppressive aura and the ancient breath mixed with the Golden Dragon King's power continuously soothed its nerves, forcing it to calm down.

The Silver Dragon King's dragon head gradually rose from beneath the sea. It glanced at its shattered claw scales, its pupils trembling.

Then, its gaze fell upon the white-clothed, white-haired figure standing before Li Qingran.

"It's you?!"

The Silver Dragon King narrowed its eyes, looking at Chen Huaian who bore a ninety percent resemblance to the Heavenly Dao of the Cangyun Realm.

"No, your aura is different from that one's. Who exactly are you?"

"That one?" Chen Huaian raised an eyebrow lightly.

Did 'that one' refer to White Sword?

It seemed the Silver Dragon King had also met White Sword.

Then this Silver Dragon King's life was even more unforgivable.

However...

Chen Huaian's eyes shifted, and the corner of his mouth curled up slightly.

"This Venerable One is the person you're thinking of."

The Silver Dragon King didn't believe it at all, scoffing mockingly, "Your auras are completely different! Don't try to fool me!"

"Aura?" Chen Huaian laughed. "Lowly reptiles will always be lowly reptiles, only capable of recognizing by aura? Open your dog eyes wide and look clearly for This Venerable One!"

He reached out his hand, and a sword appeared in his grasp.

Immediately after, a gourd also appeared at his waist, ancient and worn, looking utterly unremarkable.

Then, the aura about him changed.

The presence of that sword and that gourd was like a key, twisting the aura emanating from him.

The original sharpness dissipated by a third. His aura became ethereal and elusive, as if it were there and yet not. He was clearly a person standing there, yet he gave the feeling he could dissipate into the air at any moment, or perhaps—he was the air itself, the wind, all things between heaven and earth.

At this moment, Chen Huaian's aura was identical to that of the middle corpse.

The Silver Dragon King's pupils contracted sharply.

This aura...

It was already faintly of the same origin as that one!

Under the pressure of this aura, the divine power within its body felt as if gripped by an invisible hand, even its circulation becoming sluggish.

It had only experienced this feeling twice before.

Once was facing White Sword, when it and the Golden Dragon King lay prostrate before White Sword like two pitiful, begging dogs.

The other time was when the Heavenly Dao of the Cangyun Realm personally descended upon the Canglan World.

And the person before it now was fifty percent like White Sword, and fifty percent of the same origin as the Heavenly Dao of Cangyun.

"How about it?" Chen Huaian sneered, his laughter full of arrogance and mockery:

"Do you truly believe This Venerable One was unaware of all those things you and the Golden Dragon King did?"

The Silver Dragon King's body stiffened, fear crawling up its spine.

No wonder.

No wonder this person was so strong, strong enough to flick it away with a single finger.

If he was that one's avatar... if that one had been watching the Canglan Realm all along... then everything made sense.

Big Brother had vanished.

Ninety percent of the deities had perished.

All of it was that one's punishment!

"No... it wasn't my intention!" The Silver Dragon King's voice changed pitch. "It was all the Golden Dragon King's idea!

He decided everything, I was just following his orders!

Cultivating Tang Er was his idea, targeting that girl... targeting Li Qingran, those things were also arranged by him, I truly had no say!"

It paused, then hurriedly added, "And that curse! The curse on Poseidon's daughter was also cast by the Golden Dragon King! I advised him against it, he wouldn't listen, I really did advise him!"

Poseidon and Eve, hearing this from a distance, had complicated expressions.

Those Middle Gods were even more dumbfounded.

The Silver Dragon King, who had been so arrogant before them just moments ago, was now frantically shifting blame, pushing all the guilt onto the Golden Dragon King.

Chen Huaian didn't speak, just looked at the Silver Dragon King.

The Silver Dragon King felt its scales crawl under that gaze, its claws involuntarily shrinking back slightly.

"Your Excellency... I truly only acted on orders, you... could you spare my life?"

Chen Huaian pondered for a moment, then said coldly:

"Although you disobeyed This Venerable One's commands, in a sense, these little schemes also served as a kind of trial for Li Qingran."

The Silver Dragon King's eyes lit up, thinking it had escaped disaster.

"However—" Chen Huaian's tone shifted abruptly. "The death penalty may be avoided, but the living punishment cannot be escaped."

As his words fell, his figure flashed.

Before the Silver Dragon King could react, a pale hand was already pressed against its forehead.

That palm wasn't large, yet it pressed down on its head like a great mountain, rendering it immobile.

The divine power within its body completely solidified at this moment.

The Silver Dragon King dared not move.

It was convinced the person before it was White Sword's avatar, a part of the Heavenly Dao of Cangyun.

Resist?

Resistance meant death.

"Come with This Venerable One to a place." Chen Huaian's voice was icy. "Receive This Venerable One's punishment."

As his words fell, he swung his sword backhandedly.

*Swoosh—!*

Sword light tore through the void, chaotic aura gushing out from the rift.

The other end of the rift was endless darkness, where faintly discernible chaotic energies could be seen churning.

Chen Huaian grabbed the Silver Dragon King's dragon head and directly dragged it inside.

The passage closed behind them.

The Silver Dragon King plummeted into the Sea of Chaos.

The surrounding darkness seemed alive, pressing in from all directions.

Chaotic energies eroded its scales, emitting sizzling corrosion sounds.

The Silver Dragon King urged its divine power to resist, only to find its divine power severely suppressed here, as if shackled.

Exactly like the Golden Dragon King who had entered the Sea of Chaos.

At this moment, the Silver Dragon King also completely lost any chance to contact the outside world.

Fear spread through the Silver Dragon King's heart.

It had almost never left the Canglan Realm, had never experienced the nothingness beyond the world.

It was too dark here, too quiet, so quiet it could hear its own heartbeat.

It saw light.

In the distance, at the deepest part of the chaos, there was a point of light. The light was very faint, yet it stood out starkly in this endless darkness. The Silver Dragon King squinted and looked over, discovering it was a human figure—a person who looked exactly like Chen Huaian, sitting cross-legged in the darkness.

That person emitted a faint glow all around. Chaotic energies churned around him, yet did not erode him.

He had his eyes closed as if in slumber.

But the phenomena surrounding him made the Silver Dragon King's heart tremble with fear.

Chaotic energies gathered and dispersed around him, forming tiny worlds. Those worlds were born and perished incessantly, changing in the blink of an eye. Some existed for only a second before collapsing, others lasted a bit longer, but ultimately all would dissipate, returning to chaos.

But upon closer inspection, these worlds were clearly miniature versions of the Canglan Realm.

A greater fear spread in its heart.

It didn't know what Chen Huaian intended to do.

But it had a vague, ominous premonition.

"Um... Your Excellency?" The Silver Dragon King swallowed hard, speaking cautiously. "What... what will the punishment be?"

Chen Huaian didn't speak.

"And... the Golden Dragon King... where is he?"

Chen Huaian stopped walking.

He turned around, looked at the Silver Dragon King, and slowly curled his lips into a smile.

"Punishment?"

"The punishment is simple!"

A hand.

Enlarged in the Silver Dragon King's pupils.

Finally, pressed against its forehead.

The Silver Dragon King only felt a sharp pain in its skull, as if it were about to explode the next second.

A sinister voice drifted from the man's mouth before it:

"Hehehe! The punishment is, to merge with This Venerable One!

Hehe! Heavenly Demon Art—Activate!

For This Venerable One...

Instantly Refine!"

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