Embers of Sword

Chapter 680 Mo Sect
Rolling water vapor evaporated from Xie Xuanyi's head.

The lungs and internal organs, which had been completely destroyed by the Yin Erosion Path, were healed and reborn at an extremely fast speed.

This scene caused Cui Zhen's pupils to shrink, and his face was filled with disbelief.

"You also have a fountain of immortality..."

The effeminate yet handsome demon stared intently at the black-clad swordsman not far away, his voice hoarse: "Zhao Chunyang is even willing to give you such a 'divine object'?!"

In his view, there was only one possibility for the immortal spring on Xie Xuanyi's body.

That was a gift from Zhao Chunyang on his own initiative!

Cui Zhen subconsciously looked towards the Sword Palace gate not far behind him.

The way the Great Sage Sword Cultivator acted was truly beyond his comprehension.

In the realm of the demon kingdom, whoever obtains the Fountain of Immortality will not easily reveal it, much less give it away.

That old fellow Zhao Chunyang must not have much time left... He's even willing to risk his life to give the Fountain of Immortality to his disciple?
Is this so-called inheritance really that important?
"..."

Xie Xuanyi didn't bother to explain Cui Zhen's probing.

He knew what the great cultivator from the demon kingdom was thinking.

Rumble!
Xie Xuanyi directly activated the Undying Spring, using its boundless vitality to dispel the Yin Corrosive Qi, while simultaneously stimulating his chronic illness and unleashing even more Dao Realms of Annihilation!

When it comes to "risking one's life," he's never been afraid of anyone!
"what……"

The flying sword pierced through his palm and continued to penetrate deeper. Cui Zhen let out a painful cry, his hair disheveled, and a sinister glint flashed in his eyes.

The two were dozens of feet apart, each enduring excruciating pain... After this fierce battle, their trump cards were almost equal.

Cui Zhen possesses the Yin-Eroding Dao Sword, while Xie Xuanyi possesses the Extinction Sword Qi.

If we keep dragging this out...

It's simply a matter of who has more "Fountain of Immortality"!
Xie Xuanyi silently endured the excruciating pain, his expression gradually calming down.

He didn't mind continuing to wear himself down... As long as his injuries weren't too severe, the immortal spring within his body would continuously produce water vapor.

the other side.

Cui Zhen's expression clearly changed.

Holding onto the idea of ​​enduring the attack first, he withstood the "Sword Qi of Annihilation" for about a hundred breaths. Even when the drop of Undying Spring he had initially activated had almost evaporated, Xie Xuanyi still did not show any weakness... This guy clearly wanted to continue this agonizing battle of "mutual torment".

If I continue to tough it out, I will need to unleash a second drop of the Fountain of Immortality!
"Looks like you have a lot of Undying Fountains... Are you really going to use them all up in a place like this?"

Cui Zhen sneered, speaking with a hint of sarcasm.

"Since you've come looking for me to fight to the death, I'll gladly oblige."

Xie Xuanyi responded expressionlessly.

While using the Undying Spring to withstand the Yin Erosion Sword, he also silently observed the Yin Erosion Waterfall above his head, preparing to activate the "Devouring Dao Scroll".

If we can use the Yuan Devouring Divine Power to dismantle Cui Zhen's "Yin Erosion Dao Intent" and open the cage formed by this waterfall of magic swords.

Then I will have a chance to turn the tide...

However, once the supernatural power is activated, the opponent will definitely notice it.

Xie Xuanyi knew that he only had one chance to make a move.

Now or never.

"……Ah."

On the other side, the disheveled, effeminate demon silently lowered her head, hesitated for a moment, and finally made up her mind.

Cui Zhen suddenly raised his hand and threw out the feather fan from his sleeve.

The feather fan transformed into a streak of black lightning, shooting towards the waterfall. Xie Xuanyi reacted almost instantly, slightly stomping his foot on the ground and unleashing a thick wisp of sword energy, intending to strike it down in mid-air and intercept it. Just as the two wisps of energy were about to collide, the feather fan suddenly opened—

This jet-black feather fan is woven from fragments of the wings of some unknown demonic bird, and has a total of eighteen feathers.

If you look closely, you'll find it.

Each feather comes from a different great demon!
But someone used a secret technique to carve array patterns on it, and the eighteen feathers were covered by a continuous ink stain.

Whoosh whoosh!
The feather fan opened wide, but instead of colliding with the sword energy, it transformed into eighteen streams of dark light, sweeping towards the four directions of the Yin-Erosion Waterfall.

Eighteen streams of light, clearly layered and arranged at different heights, transformed into eighteen great demonic shadows.

"Another top-tier treasure..."

Seeing this, Xie Xuanyi frowned slightly.

As soon as these eighteen great demonic shadows appeared, the pressure on the entire Yin-Erosion Waterfall suddenly increased!
The demonic patterns on this feather fan are definitely the work of a powerful demon at the peak of the Yang God realm. Could this also be a relic from Mo Zhen's previous life?

Accompanied by arrays of feather fans and plumes, obscure and incomprehensible low murmurs echoed around Xie Xuanyi.

One after another, illusory figures formed a battle array, chanting softly as they began to set up the formation.

Xie Xuanyi had once learned some demonic script in the Taoist canon of Lotus Peak.

However, he couldn't understand a single one of the array words chanted by these great demons.

Faintly, one could hear the sounds of dragon roars and phoenix cries mixed in—

The Yin Erosion Waterfall, which was originally evenly matched with the Burning Flower, began to gain the upper hand under the blessing of the great formation.

The subtle, corrosive energy seeped into Xie Xuanyi's very bones.

"Well……"

Xie Xuanyi let out a muffled groan.

Even with the blessing of the Fountain of Immortality, one's own flesh and blood are still forcefully "stripped away".

He lowered his head and looked at his hands. His once plump and fleshy hands had turned back into bare bones. After a moment, flesh and blood would grow back, and then be peeled away again.

so repeatedly.

Such strange phenomena are truly terrifying.

If it weren't for the blessing of the Fountain of Immortality, it's hard to imagine what would have happened to me.

The demon array that Cui Zhen set up single-handedly... in terms of sheer killing power, far surpasses the "Azure Sea Subduing God" of the Chaoyin Pavilion!
However... this is not the real killer move.

The spot where the flying sword struck the mountain wall.

Cui Zhen stared at the golden flying sword that was constantly vibrating with killing intent, and said with a smile, "...This trip south was truly worthwhile."

After the upheaval in Qingzhou, the Demon Kingdom's spy network was shattered and knew very little about the Great Chu Dynasty.

Unless you experience it yourself.

Cui Zhen would never believe that anyone in the world could be his equal.

This battle.

This has extremely important and far-reaching significance for both sides.

Wow!
A strong wind blew by.

Cui Zhen's long hair was blown by the strong wind, revealing her narrow eyes.

This handsome demon was smiling, but his eyes were icy cold.

"Thank you, Xuanyi!"

Cui Zhen took a deep breath and transmitted her voice, "I'll be waiting for you in the Demon Kingdom!"

This statement is only half true.

The second half of the sentence was kept hidden in Cui Zhen's heart and never uttered.

"If... you can still live!"

The moment the sound echoed out.

The eighteen dark figures simultaneously raised their hands and formed hand seals, causing the Yin-Erosion Waterfall to stop flowing eerily at that moment.

hum!
The Yin-Erosion Waterfall, which had stopped turning for a moment, suddenly unleashed an extremely terrifying pressure.

Xie Xuanyi subconsciously looked up.

Above the waterfall, eighteen dark shadows twisted and converged into one, transforming into a narrow, jet-black pupil.

Xie Xuanyi and Xi Tong looked at each other.

Within the area covered by the waterfall, everything seemed to be swallowed up by darkness.

Seeing this, Cui Zhen, who was leaning against the broken mountain wall, felt much calmer.

The handsome demon raised its hand and swung it down at its own arm without hesitation.

At the same time, Cui Zhen fell backward.

Behind him, a pitch-black door silently opened, and Cui Zhen abandoned the arm pierced by the ailment, falling backward into the door and disappearing without a trace.

(End of this chapter)