Xian Ni: The God of Killing Returns, Marries Li Muwan at the Beginning

Hu Juan let out a muffled groan and staggered backward. The flesh on her shoulder was torn into a blurry, bloody hole by the shards, and even her nascent soul trembled violently.

"Shattered Nirvana cultivator, how dare you show off your meager skills in front of me?"

The guardian spirit's voice sounded like countless superimposed soul sounds, hollow yet disdainful, as it indifferently declared, "How dare you petty villains covet the legacy left behind by the Azure Rain Immortal Emperor?"

As he raised his right hand and grabbed Wang Wei's crown, a blazing flame, powerful enough to refine a soul, condensed in his pale golden palm. A look of solemnity flashed in Wang Wei's eyes.

"Junior sister, combine your swords!"

Wang Wei let out a hoarse growl and ripped off the jade pendant at his waist with his left hand.

The moment the jade pendant shattered, a pale blue halo seeped from the bloody hole in Hu Juan's shoulder.

This is the Heart-to-Heart Mantra they planted when they became Daoist partners, which allows them to share cultivation for a short period of time using their essence and blood as a guide.

Despite the excruciating pain of her nascent soul trembling, Hu Juan pressed her left hand against Wang Wei's back and made a clenching motion in the air with her right hand. The broken fragments of the Water Pattern Mirror actually reformed into an ice-blue short sword.

"Hold on, senior brother!" Hu Juan's voice was choked with sobs, but she gritted her teeth and threw the short sword into the air.

Using the power transmitted by the Heart-to-Heart Mantra, Wang Wei straightened his back. The remaining fragments of the star-patterned longsword reassembled in his palm, transforming into a broken sword with only half of it remaining.

Before the guardian spirit's flames could fall, the two figures suddenly spun around, the broken sword and the short sword crossing in the air to form a cross, and the Big Dipper mark lit up on the swords at the same time.

"The Big Dipper... Twin Stars Break!"

The two figures spun rapidly like tops, the starlight of the broken sword and the icy coldness of the short sword merging as they spun, transforming into a beam of light interwoven with blue and green that shot straight into the sky.

This is a dual-sword combination technique they created over a century of cultivation, originally intended to deal with life-or-death crises, but now they are forced to unleash it ahead of schedule.

Wherever the beam of light passed, even the golden flames condensed by the guardian spirit were distorted and deformed.

A hint of surprise flashed in the guardian spirit's eyes, and its hand, which was reaching for Wang Wei, paused slightly.

Clearly not expecting that these two Shattered Nirvana cultivators could unleash power approaching the first stage of the Heavenly Decline, the flames in their palms suddenly surged, forcibly forcing the pillar of light to stop in mid-air.

"It's just a death throes."

The guardian spirit snorted coldly, pressed its left hand into the air, and countless cracks immediately appeared on the surface of the pillar of light.

"It's now!"

Wang Wei suddenly shouted, and he and Hu Juan simultaneously released their grips on their swords.

Two figures were sent flying backward by the inertia of their rotation, while the pillar of light that was about to collapse suddenly contracted, and the blue and green colors separated abruptly, turning into two light bullets with long tails, which attacked the left and right sides of the guardian spirit respectively.

That is precisely the weak point in the operation of the soul.

This is a deadly move combining two swords. It appears to be a powerful attack, but in reality, it uses the power of the two swords to induce the opponent's defense to become unbalanced.

Despite the excruciating pain in her shoulder, Hu Juan used her fingertips to manipulate the ice bullet, while Wang Wei coughed up his last mouthful of blood, causing the star bullet to burst into a blinding light.

The guardian spirit was indeed momentarily blinded by the bright light, and by the time it noticed the trajectory of the ice bullet, it was too late to completely dodge it.

With a hiss!

The ice bullet grazed past the guardian spirit's soul, taking away a wisp of golden soul mist, while the star bullet slammed into its left arm, exploding into a burst of soul fire.

The guardian spirit let out an angry roar, its soul fluctuations becoming increasingly violent, and the golden immortal energy around it swept out like a tsunami. Wang Wei and Hu Juan were already at their limit, and when they were hit head-on by this force, they were sent flying backward like kites with broken strings, crashing heavily into the rock wall, blood gushing from their throats at the same time.

Although the combined attack of the two swords injured the guardian spirit, it also exhausted their last bit of strength.

Wang Wei struggled to get up, but found that his limbs and bones felt like they had fallen apart, and even mobilizing his immortal energy was extremely difficult.

Hu Juan's short sword clattered to the ground. As she gazed at the increasingly solidified soul of her guardian spirit, despair finally surfaced in her eyes.

The difference between the two stages of decline between Heaven and Man is ultimately something that secret techniques cannot bridge.

The guardian spirit licked the wounds on its soul body, its empty eye sockets fixed on the two people collapsed on the ground, a cruel smile in its voice: "Interesting, but a pity..."

It slowly raised its hand, and this time the golden flames it condensed were even more terrifying than before, clearly intended to completely refine the two cultivators who dared to resist.

Just then, a sword intent swept past, completely splitting the golden flames of the guardian spirit in front of them in two.

The one who made the move was none other than Lin Che!
.........

With one hand behind his back, Lin Che's timing for his attack was incredibly precise, striking at the very moment when the guardian spirit's old power was exhausted and its new power had not yet been generated.

What lingered around his fingertips was not immortal essence, but a wisp of extremely faint chaotic energy. When that energy collided with the golden flames, it strangely caused the earth-shattering flames to pause for a moment.

"The remnant souls of the two decays of heaven and man are more interesting than the barrier of the Burial Pool of Immortals."

Lin Che spoke calmly, but his left hand was already pressing towards the soul core of the guardian spirit.

The guardian spirit clearly hadn't expected anyone to intervene at this moment. Its soul body fluctuated violently, and golden flames around it surged three zhang, attempting to devour Lin Che as well.

But Lin Che's fingertips had already touched the halo outside its soul core. The seemingly fragile chaotic energy burrowed into the halo like a maggot clinging to a bone, causing the guardian spirit to emit a piercing shriek.

"What kind of power is this?!"

"you do not need to know."

Lin Che flipped his wrist and punched the guardian spirit in the chest with his right fist. This punch seemed ordinary, but it hit the weak point in the soul's operation, and the golden flames instantly dissipated by more than half.

Wang Wei and Hu Juan were dumbfounded. The guardian spirit, which had been so arrogant just moments before, was rendered ethereal by this seemingly casual punch!
"This is... the power of an ancient god! You are actually an ancient god!"

Enraged, the guardian spirit unleashed its natal soul weapon, an ancient bronze mirror covered in runes. The red light emanating from the mirror could directly annihilate a cultivator's three souls and seven spirits.

Lin Che neither dodged nor avoided the red light. Just before it reached his body, he suddenly turned to the side and spun around, lightly touching the rock wall with his toes. His whole body spun like a top.

This seemingly bizarre movement technique, while avoiding the red light, caused the guardian spirit's soul to collide with the wind from his sleeve.

"Bang!" The guardian spirit was struck as if by a heavy hammer, and spiderweb-like cracks appeared on its soul body.

It then realized that the person before it was no ordinary late-stage Nirvana Shatterer; his control over timing and his application of power had reached a state of returning to simplicity.

Just as it was about to retreat and regroup, Lin Che had already closed in, his hands forming hand seals so fast that they were just afterimages, and countless profound hand seals rained down on its soul.

"seal up!"

Lin Che let out a low shout, and as the last hand seal fell, pale blue chains suddenly appeared around the guardian spirit. These chains were not physical entities, but were formed by the power of space, firmly locking its soul in place.

The golden flames thrashed wildly within the chains, yet they could not break free, instead causing the cracks in their soul body to widen. (End of Chapter)