Demon Sword Immortal

"Yeah!"

Yu He transformed and charged forward with his sword. Halfway through his slash, the cane-sword suddenly burst forth with a blood-red demonic aura, which materialized into the outline of a giant sword as large as a door panel.

"clang!"

Bai tried to raise her sword to block the slash. Although she managed to block it, she immediately frowned and suddenly jerked her wrist. The Qi attached to the blade slashed out diagonally and collided with the giant sword phantom that had broken free from the cane sword and was flying straight toward her face.

"Zheng!"

With a flick of his wrist, he blocked another strike, this time blocking the attack coming from 'himself'.

The same face, the same flowing white hair. Only one's expression remained cold and aloof, while the other's eyes were red and his teeth were clenched.

For some reason, this 'Bai Xiang' avatar was clearly not as powerful as 'Yu He'. Bai Xiang easily blocked the sword's edge with a simple parry, and with another shake, it flew back and crashed into the wall, shattering into shadows.

"It's commendable that you were able to show me a different expression on this face."

Bai Xiang whispered.

"But I'm not that easy to copy, am I?"

I realized from the 'divine cry' just now that this avatar of mine is just an empty shell, and its internal system is completely different from my true self.

The opponent had neither Bai Xiang's flow cycle diagram nor her unique blood-red aura. The 'Non-Thought Heaven' that she condensed was only wrapped with pure demonic power, and its quality was not comparable to sword energy at all.

As long as you enter the area affected by the Demon Pool, you may be copied there, which makes the Demon Pool quite mysterious.

Bai wanted to recall the conversation with 'Yu He' upstairs, and considering that Yu He had clearly not demonstrated any swordsmanship skills, yet Yao Tan was able to use those two 'giant sword phantoms'.

So it can even copy memories...?

Now I know how Zhao Shuyuan was killed by his own sword.

If it were just about appearance, Bai Xiang wouldn't have solved the case so quickly. But since it involves memories, it must be related to the soul.

However, her soul is quite special, and the Demon Pool cannot see through her inner self.

Even if you can simulate Bai Xiang and copy her 'shadow', you still can't grasp the essence of her battle tactics.

Chirp chirp...

After 'Bai Xiang' shattered, it scattered into a wriggling black shadow. It quickly landed on 'Yu He' and condensed into a shape. This time, it transformed into the appearance of 'Zhao Shuyuan' along with 'Yu He'.

Zhao Shuyuan, trembling, approached with his sword, muttering, "Get out of Great Yu... get out of Great Yu..."

"Ok?"

Bai frowned.

Is this also copying content?

"Get out! Get out of here!!!"

Zhao Shuyuan, gripping his wooden sword, charged toward Bai Xiang. His body was enveloped by a layer of 'horned deer' illusion, which arched its horns as his sword slashed down, displaying a ferocious posture as if it were about to disembowel Bai Xiang.

The bottom line has been pretty much determined...

Hearing faint footsteps, Bai Xiang, instead of facing the approaching demon pool, closed his eyes.

The next moment, just as the sword was about to cut into her defensive circle, she opened her eyes again, and two golden lights shone in her yellow pupils.

With divine intervention, the entire corridor transformed in her eyes! It wasn't just a concrete surface at all! Instead, a layer of dark shadows clung to everything from the floor to the walls... even the entire interior of the building! They trembled and writhed as if they were alive!

"Plug your ears!"

As soon as Yu He entered the corridor, he heard his teammate's warning. He immediately covered his ears!

"Squeak—~~~!!!"

The next moment, the world in his eyes exploded with blood.

A cicada demon formed entirely of crimson qi appeared out of thin air in the shadows. Yu He only felt a blur before his eyes, and a terrifying sound wave exploded along with the crimson qi, so strong that he couldn't even stay in place and was forced to slide backward.

"Pfft, pfft!"

A sword strike, 'Divine Cry,' pierced through the entire unfinished building from the fourth floor. The writhing black shadows condensed in the demon pool were shattered by the invisible sword energy, which also sliced ​​up a large amount of the walls and floor.

The fourth-floor corridor, in particular, was completely messed up and littered with dust falling from the ceiling.

"Om~"

Bai Xiang flicked the blade, using the force to deflect the falling dust, and gracefully stepped out of the shadows, bending down to pick up her phone from the ground.

"Cough cough cough cough! What have you done, cough cough cough???"

Yu He, enduring the ringing in his ears, glared at her, then seemed to realize something: "Resolved?"

"Yes."

Bai nodded.

No one was more certain than her, because she could clearly feel that as she killed the 'Ghost Shadow' demon pool, an extremely pure demonic power was being absorbed by 'Feixiangtian' and transformed into a brand new blood-colored sword energy.

really.

The Demon Pool is a more suitable 'food' for her to devour.

The Divine Soul Ability is almost exclusively designed to counter the Illusionary God of the Demon Pool. It is easy and effortless to kill, and it absorbs and transforms a lot of demonic power. One of them is equivalent to more than a dozen outer demonic beasts.

Most importantly, it should not decrease.

This indicates that the demonic energy provided by the Demon Pool is indeed purer.

While she was summarizing her gains, Yu He was shocked.

So fast... Was it only a minute from when I got to the fourth floor?

No, how can such a strange and monstrous creature be killed by brute force?

How exactly did you do it?

"Ok?"

Just as Yu He was about to ask Bai Xiang for details, he suddenly frowned and turned his head to look at the doorway next to him, together with Bai Xiang.

The unfinished building had no windows, so outside noise could easily get in. Both of them heard a metallic clanging sound, which sounded like a car had pushed open the metal gate and driven in as discreetly as possible.

"At a time like this?" Yu He frowned. "Is it Jinshui Company?"

I don't think so.

Bai wanted to sheath his sword, recalling what Zhao Shuyuan had just said.

Although it was just a copied phantom, it was still his obsession in life.

Those who left Dayu...were from abroad?

They quickly entered the small room and stood at the window with Yu He, looking down. They saw a dark blue sedan parked downstairs, and two men in suits got out.

Chapter Thirty-Nine: Tiger Warriors

The two men, one tall and strong and the other thin, were both wearing sunglasses. After getting out of the car, they took out their swords from the back seat.

The thin man had extremely deep nasolabial folds, a protruding forehead, and a sleazy appearance. He held a scepter-like short sword in his hand.

The tall, strong man had broad shoulders and a square face, his entire face resembling a marble sculpture carved by a craftsman, with distinct features. In his hand, he held a broad-bladed greatsword as wide as a palm.

"Oh dear, the noise they made when they came in seems a bit too loud..."

The sleazy old man walked to the car headlights, looked down at them, and shook his head in feigned regret. "Oh, it was just repaired by someone else... How could I be so careless with the work? What a sin! What a sin!"

“Uncle Li,” the tall, strong man asked him, “this place isn’t very big; they should have been able to hear what we just heard.”

"That's right!" the old man nodded. "Efficiency is key... the shorter the time, the fewer variables. Finish it as soon as possible before going back to collect your reward. I've already planned this out!"

The tall, burly man paused for a moment, then chose to explain to Uncle Li, "I can't see through that woman, and I'm not confident I can win her over quickly."

Bai Xiang's physical features are too distinctive.

It would be fine if she were abroad, but due to the influence of traditional thinking, very few people in Dayu try to dye their hair. Her white hair was like a flag, and you could recognize her from a distance.

Therefore, the tall, strong man certainly knew Bai Xiang, and had even been watching the battle videos of Bai Xiang and Liu Mengqing for the past month.

If the opponent only possessed the level displayed on the stage, then he would indeed not be afraid. However, what he and the experts and scholars could not understand was why Master Liu paused for a moment when he was laughing wildly at the end.

The Demon Pool's 'Willow Knife Ant' did not achieve the desired effect; in fact, its final attack could be described as starting strong but ending weakly.

Master Liu was willing to self-destruct his sword to release the demon pool, hoping to use the self-destruction to counteract Bai Xiang's external force.

At that moment, the freed 'Willow Knife Ant' will indiscriminately attack everyone on the arena in its most primitive form of demonic energy. Bai, who was closest to it at the time, will likely be the first to be affected by the 'Phantom God'.

However, judging from the footage, this did not happen.

The 'Willow Knife Ant' was crushed by the 'Cicada Demon' illusory form without making any effective attack or even offering any symbolic resistance.

The unknown methods made the tall, strong man somewhat wary, and for this reason, he did not agree with the assumptions that Uncle Li had made on the road.

Uncle Li assumed that the two would have a lot of energy and strength depleted by the 'Shadow', but if Bai Xiang really had the sword skills to the point of being able to contend with the 'Illusion God' as he guessed, then this assumption would be hard to hold true.

That also shows that she was hiding her true strength.

It should at least have the quality of 'purple aura'.

"If we can't be quick, then a little slower is fine too~" Uncle Li said nonchalantly. "You see, that's exactly why I came early. Isn't that foresight?"

As he spoke, he turned to the trunk, opened it, and pulled out a black leather briefcase.

"Hmm~" Uncle Li placed the suitcase on the trunk lid, lit a cigarette, entered the password, and unlocked the suitcase with a 'click'.

"Hmm?" His voice rose, and his body suddenly stiffened.

"What's wrong?" The tall, strong man quickly stepped forward, and his expression changed after seeing the contents of the box.

The containment item that should have been inside was 'Shadow,' which was a wooden doll that had been burned to a crisp.

But at this point, there was only a pile of black charcoal ash in the box, which meant that the 'shadow' no longer existed.

At the same time, footsteps sounded behind them.

The two immediately assumed a defensive stance, seeing Yu He and Bai Xiang emerge from the doorway, subtly forming a standoff with them.

Apart from the old beggar looking a bit disheveled, Bai Xiang was completely unharmed.

"Who are you people?" Yu He frowned and questioned them. "What's in that box?"

The Demon Suppression Division is an organization specializing in suppressing and killing demons. They have extensive experience dealing with demon pools. He found the demeanor of these two people extremely familiar—exactly the same as those who bring containment items to retrieve demon pools!

This connection was quite significant. Yu He immediately realized that the 'Ghost Shadow' Demon Pool might not have been naturally formed, but rather, like 'God's Departure,' it was man-made!

To expand on that further, wouldn't it mean that someone is secretly researching the Demon Pool and releasing it to harm people for experiments?

The classic stress response... Is the old beggar a member of the Demon Suppression Bureau?

Uncle Li's expression also changed slightly.

How long has it been since the demonic chaos subsided?

Is it really necessary to pay so much attention to a young girl?

"We..." He opened his mouth, still trying to bluff his way out of it.

But he saw Bai Xiang already taking steps toward him.

She held the scabbard in her left hand and gripped the hilt with her right. Her white hair cascaded down, revealing her forehead, and a pair of eerie golden eyes locked onto him.

Then there's no way.

"Little Tiger?"

“Uncle Li,” the tall, strong man replied.

"She's yours."

"I see."

Clang...

The tall, muscular man drew his broadsword, tossed the scabbard aside, and casually strode toward Bai Xiang.

If you only look at the rhythm of their steps, you would think they are just two normal passersby walking towards each other on the street.

But halfway through, the rhythm suddenly changed.

boom!

The tall, strong man suddenly sprang out from his spot, trampling and overturning a handful of yellow earth.