Forge your destiny into a sword, slash your soul and ascend to immortality

Chapter 314 Between life and death
The other shore is, after all, the other shore!
Even someone as strong as Lou Xiaojia couldn't gain the slightest advantage against this thumbs-up.

He was crushed like a fly, which was full of a peculiar kind of morbid humor.

The thumb opened and said to him:
"I intended to spare your life, but you are too ungrateful."

"If you are willing to accept my kindness and let me forge a set of [Spirit Treasure] level armor for you to present to your master, both of us will have great opportunities."

"But not only do you not cooperate, you also insist on being my enemy."

"What's the point of forcing me to reveal my true form now?"

"Not only will you not escape your own death, but you will also drag all living beings in the entire [Nine Dragon Cauldron Universe] down with you."

"Is this what you wanted?"

As the thumb spoke, an extremely dense magical power emanated from it and drilled into Lou Xiaojia's body.

At that moment, those words of the thumb, each one sharp as a chisel, seeped into his sea of ​​consciousness.

Furthermore, it was accompanied by an all-pervasive and unstoppable strange magical power, which sought to refine his proud spirit, his supernatural abilities, and his indomitable primordial spirit from the inside out, forging them into a precious treasure called the [Rahu Armor].

Lou Xiaojia's body shone with an unpredictable, shimmering light. On his skin, fine, dense patterns of armor plates faintly appeared, like the embryonic form of a spiritual treasure about to be formed.

He felt his own existence being rapidly erased, and the warmth, throbbing, and thoughts that belonged to "living beings" were all dissipating like the receding tide.

Instead, it has a cold, hard, and dry material feel.

Seeing this, the thumb revealed a hint of satisfaction and arrogance:

"It should have been done long ago, why suffer this torment of soul refining..."

However, just as that magical power was about to completely erode Lou Xiaojia's core essence and extinguish the last bit of life's spiritual light.

A sudden change occurred!

Within the long river of time, a divine eye quietly emerged, emitting a ray of divine light that fell upon a jade pillar below.

Despite its seemingly weak divine light, it was remarkably sharp, emanating a profound [Immortal Slaying Sword Intent].

The sword intent landed on the jade pillar, and following the connection of time, it instantly killed Lou Xiaojia's present-day form.

However, death in the present world successfully helped Lou Xiaojia escape the predicament of being suppressed.

He was able to be reborn from the past through [Time Refresh].

Having narrowly escaped danger, Lou Xiaojia breathed a sigh of relief. The experience of being about to be turned into a weapon was truly terrifying.

He cupped his hands in greeting and began to speak:
"Thank you so much, Fellow Daoist Chixiao, for saving me!"

Jing Qianke had no time to pay attention to him. His true form had somehow arrived on the battlefield and was standing next to the thumb, observing the demon up close.

"Roar……!"

The process of refining the treasure was interrupted by someone, and the thumb was instantly filled with rage. It let out a roar and frantically scanned the area with its divine sense, searching for the enemy's traces.

Its intent, like billions of ice needles, pierced towards Jing Qian's true form, which suddenly appeared beside it.

However, Jing Qian seemed oblivious. He continued to observe the thumb intently, his gaze as focused as if he were examining a rare antique, with a hint of inquisitive curiosity.

"court death!"

The thumb easily spotted his trail and said no more. Its giant finger bent slightly, seemingly slowly, but in fact transcending the constraints of time, carrying the supreme power to crush everything, and pressed down on Jing Qian's head.

Before the finger arrives, the momentum is already there.

The space around Jing Qian instantly collapsed and could not be maintained.

Faced with this fatal blow, he remained unmoved, choosing instead to use the [Sumeru Wushi Stele] to withstand it head-on.

"Bang!" The shield formed by the [Peace Monument] was burst like a balloon by the thumb.

Jing Qian was very alert; just before the shield exploded, he vanished into the [Sumeru] dimension.

The instant his thumb lifted, he reappeared in the same spot.

It was as if the collision had never happened.

"what?"

Thumb was somewhat surprised. He clearly felt that he had caught the little bug, but the other party seemed to be completely unaffected.

Its immense power was like a clay ox entering the sea, failing to stir even the slightest ripple.

Little did it know that its single gesture had helped Jing Qian accumulate the largest sum of "Sumeru True Water" in history.

He pointed his thumb out again without hesitation, trying to crush Jing Qian.

This time, the divine sense of the thumb was like billions of invisible threads, tightly binding every inch of space where Jing Qian was, not even letting go of the slightest particle fluctuation.

It wanted to see clearly how the ant had escaped from its absolute power.

The giant finger pointed out again, faster than before, with even more concentrated power. Wherever it pointed, the laws retreated, and all things returned to nothingness.

The power of the Other Shore is terrifying!
Within the entire Great Abyss, only a handful of True Fiends can unleash such power.

However, even when faced with such power, Jing Qian did not dodge or evade.

Just as the finger force was about to strike his body, his figure was like a reflection in water being shattered by a pebble, creating a strange ripple before becoming blurry.

The thumb, with its power capable of crushing stars, pierced through the ripples, but it seemed to hit nothing; all the destructive energy was released without any hindrance.

The next instant, the ripples subsided, and Jing Qian's figure became clear again, still standing in the same spot, without even a flick of his clothes.

He even raised his hand to brush away non-existent dust from his sleeve, his gaze calmly fixed on the enormous finger.

His behavior was quite provocative!
There's no other way; using your thumb to create [Sumeru True Water] is incredibly efficient!
This is determined by its incomparably majestic body and its extremely violent magical power.

Every collision between the [Sumeru Monument of Nothingness] and the thumb will cause it to shatter completely, and at the bottom of the [Sumeru] dimension, a massive amount of true water will condense.

The real water lapped against the [Innate Spiritual Treasure] that had been delayed in its appearance, washing away its spirituality.

After the journey through the Nine Dragon Cauldron Universe, the foundation of the Sumeru dimension has increased dramatically.

Jing Qian had a premonition that the second [Innate Spiritual Treasure] was not far from being born.

This only fueled his interest, leading him to engage in a fierce battle with the thumb in front of him.

Jing Qianke moved erratically, like a ghost, weaving through the storm of attacks from the giant fingers.

The phantom of the [Sumeru Monument of Nothingness] appeared and disappeared intermittently, and each collision with the thumb unleashed a deafening roar. The shield shattered and reformed, repeating the cycle endlessly.

He appears to be fighting for a chance to survive against his enemies, but in reality, he is secretly cultivating a unique Taoist technique.

He obtained this method from Lou Xiaojia during a transaction with the Longevity Sword Mansion.

This was considered an important bargaining chip for Jing Qian to liberate Lou Xiaohai.

The cultivation of this [Daoist Method] is deeply related to the [Xumi Xiang'er Sword Body] that Jing Qian himself has condensed.

It can be considered the ultimate secret technique passed down from the [Eternal Life Sword Palace].

Jing Qian's eyes were calm, his mind as clear as a mirror. He firmly controlled the pressure of his thumb, silently balancing it. He could always guide the excess pressure out at the critical point where Jing Qian could bear it, turning it into [Sumeru True Water].

Victory, defeat, life, and death all hinge on this delicate balance.

(End of this chapter)