The King's Avatar: The Sword Immortal Returns

After Qianqian's soul passed away, Mo Qian returned to the second floor to recuperate. Now that he has returned, Ye Xiu can see that Mo Qian's strength has indeed declined.

The sword immortal aura has completely vanished. Ye Xiu wonders if Mo Qian might actually be no match for him now.

Ye Xiu knew that the double pupils and white hair were definitely Mo Qian's new ability, but Mo Qian had lost his physical attributes.

"So, you want to continue attacking this nine-story tower now?"

Mo Qian looked at the tower in front of him with curiosity and said, "It looks like an extremely terrifying tower. I already know the situation on the first floor. The demons there have extremely high defenses. I wonder what the demons on the second floor will be like."

"Old Mo, how high is your attack power right now?"

Yu Wenzhou asked curiously, needing to know if Mo Qian could still be the team's primary offensive player.

"About seventy percent."

Mo Qian replied, which he considered the most accurate answer. In fact, Mo Qian's answer was not very accurate, because he only considered the strength of his Muramasa demon sword and his double pupil talent, but he did not consider his current perfect state of the Flash Mode.

The Flash Mode was the most unexpected ability for Mo Qian. He hadn't expected it at all. He thought that since his physical abilities had declined to this extent, the Flash Mode should have disappeared by now.

However, not only did the flash mode remain, but other issues arose as well, and Mo Qian's flash mode became a near-perfect flash mode.

"That's good. Everyone, you've all rested enough, let's begin the battle!"

With Yu Wenzhou leading the team, Mo Qian is no longer a sword immortal; the current Mo Qian is a double-pupiled, white-haired assault soldier.

"Do you really want to go in?"

Looking at Chu Yunxiu and Su Mucheng, who were clinging to his arms, Mo Qian knew he didn't want them to go over there, because his intuition told him:

This place is extremely dangerous!
Few places could trigger such a strong sense of danger in Mo Qian's intuition. His intuition told him that he couldn't bring Chu Yunxiu and Su Mucheng inside.

However, Mo Qian saw the unwavering determination in Chu Yunxiu and Su Mucheng's eyes, a determination that was absolutely impossible to refuse.

"Hey--"

Mo Qian sighed. There was nothing he could do. Chu Yunxiu and Su Mucheng were not just pretty faces; Mo Qian knew very well that they possessed real strength and were extremely capable of providing support in battle.

Knowing he couldn't persuade them, Mo Qian simply gave up. In his current lightning-fast mode, he was certain he could protect Chu Yunxiu and Su Mucheng. Even if it meant death, Mo Qian would die before Chu Yunxiu and Su Mucheng.

"Let's go."

Mo Qian followed at the back of the team, but with his speed, he could support anyone on the battlefield at any time once he activated his flash mode.

"Is this the second floor?"

Mo Qian looked at the monsters before him; their sheer number was terrifying. Yu Wenzhou also looked with a grave expression at the number of monsters on the second floor.

"Hopefully, the monsters on the second floor won't all be like those on the first floor, all of them like turtles with ridiculously high defense."

Yu Wenzhou said quietly. Mo Qian had also heard Yu Wenzhou say that the monsters on the first floor had extremely high defense.

Mo Qian simply smiled at this. If defensive power was extremely high, then the Muramasa demon sword that Yingque had given him was the nemesis of these monsters. The Muramasa demon sword could ignore defense, and its unique characteristic was most effective against this type of monster.

"Old Mexican! Don't rush over there!"

Yu Wenzhou was about to turn around to check Mo Qian's expression, wondering if Mo Qian knew how to fight so many monsters,

As soon as Yu Wenzhou turned around, he found that Mo Qian had already disappeared from the spot.

So Yu Wenzhou subconsciously wanted to call out to Mo Qian, to tell him not to be so impulsive.

However, Yu Wenzhou overlooked one thing: he hadn't even noticed Mo Qian's disappearance.

"Old Mexican speed!!!"

Ye Xiu was the first to discover Mo Qian, and when he saw Mo Qian again, Mo Qian was already in front of the first monster.

"No way, when did Lao Mo get to that position? Young Master Huang, are you really that fast?"

As Ye Xiu watched Mo Qian slaughter through the monster horde, he asked Huang Shaotian a question.
"That's how fast he was at his peak. But isn't it said that Old Mo's strength has declined? Are you sure this really looks like a decline?"

Huang Shaotian watched speechlessly as Mo Qian slew the monsters one by one. The difference between this and the scene of them fighting the monsters on the first floor was like heaven and earth.

"Perhaps, maybe, probably, Mo Qian's strength has really declined. But that knife, it clearly didn't look very sharp, how could it cleave a monster in two with a single strike?"

Ye Xiu knew that it was entirely possible to cleave the monster in two, but this would require extremely sharpness and immense strength.

If it were the previous Mo Qian, Ye Xiu might not be too surprised, but the current Mo Qian is truly surprising to Ye Xiu.

If Mo Qian's current strength is insufficient, then this knife must be sharp enough.

What Ye Xiu didn't know was that this demonic sword was called a demonic sword precisely because it couldn't be sheathed.

Muramasa, the Demon Sword: Its sharpness changes depending on the target it attacks. Even a god, as long as he is your enemy, can be cut through by the sharpness of the Demon Sword.

This knife has only one characteristic, but it is the most exceptional characteristic.

At first, Mo Qian was unaware of this characteristic. It wasn't until the sword absorbed some of his life force and Mo Qian's hair turned completely white that Mo Qian's double pupils were able to see the sword's true effect.

Seeing this effect, Mo Qian finally understood why Ying Que insisted on giving him this family heirloom. Mo Qian truly needed this knife; there was nothing this knife couldn't cut.

"Old Mo's strength remains as strong as ever."

While cracking sunflower seeds, Huang Shaotian watched as Mo Qian single-handedly drew the hatred of all the monsters. It wasn't that Huang Shaotian didn't want to help Mo Qian, but rather that Mo Qian was truly handling the situation with ease and didn't need any assistance at all.

"There shouldn't be any unexpected problems, right? I hope not."

Ye Xiu said with some concern, but as soon as he finished speaking, he was met with stares from Chu Yunxiu and Su Mucheng.

"Ahem, I mean, I hope nothing goes wrong with those monsters, Old Mo is so powerful." (End of Chapter)