Wait, How Did My Digital Girlfriend Become a Sword Immortal? Chapter 682: I can do it too!
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Chapter 682: I can do it too!
"What?!" Shock flashed through Chen Niu's vertical pupils.
He had not anticipated his opponent would shatter his gravity suppression with such a direct, head-on assault.
And precisely as the gravity domain was rent open—
Lin Fan's form, resembling a savage beast breaking its chains, instantly surged toward Chen Niu through the chasm carved by the sword Qi storm.
"So swift!" Alarm jolted through Chen Niu's heart.
He barely managed to retrieve a palm-sized, jet-black token, shaped like a Buddha's hand.
Ancient demonic script adorned the token, emanating an unsettling aura of curses and ill omen.
"Ten Thousand Demons Soul-Slaying Token! Suppress!" Chen Niu hurled it with force.
The pitch-black token transformed into a dark streak, ignoring spatial distance, instantly materializing above Lin Fan's head.
Countless writhing demon soul phantoms shrieked as they erupted from the token, bearing an eerie power that corroded the divine soul, poised to tear apart and consume Lin Fan's divine soul.
Lin Fan paid no heed to the assailing phantoms, merely pressing his fingers together and vertically positioning them by his mouth, uttering a single, cold word.
"Explode!"
Buzz!
The pitch-black longsword, hovering nearest behind him, saw its star runes brighten to their utmost intensity.
Boom—!
The sword detonated instantly.
The silver-white sword radiance, imbued with Red Sun Sword Intent, and the violent sword Qi, completely engulfed and obliterated the attacking "Ten Thousand Demons Soul-Slaying Token" along with the lunging demon soul phantoms.
Not even a trace remained.
The explosion's shockwave even propelled Lin Fan himself several zhang backward.
"Ah! My Soul-Slaying Token!" Chen Niu's heart ached with pain—that was a treasure he had painstakingly refined for years, albeit a replica.
This item assaulted the divine soul and often proved effective when used unexpectedly.
But he truly had not foreseen that this 'variable's' sword intent not only claimed the body but also extinguished the divine soul.
Fury fully ignited his ferocity.
"Die for This Venerable One! Roar—!" His blood-filled maw suddenly gaped wide.
Deep within Chen Niu's throat, an extremely compressed, purple-black demonic power light sphere, emitting destructive fluctuations, instantly materialized.
Aiming at Lin Fan, who had just been forced back by the blast and had yet to regain his footing, he fiercely spat it out.
A purple-black destructive light pillar, exceeding ten zhang in diameter, tore through the space disturbed by the sword Qi storm, carrying an aura that incinerated and annihilated all in its path, instantly blasting toward Lin Fan! Wherever the light pillar passed, residual sword Qi corroded and dissolved.
Before the breath attack even reached him.
Violent hurricane winds had already assailed him.
The cloth strips on Lin Fan's face fell away in the wind, revealing a pair of eyes radiating silver-white sword radiance.
Facing Chen Niu's breath attack head-on, he pointed forward with fingers held together like a sword.
"Ten Thousand Swords—Void Abyss!"
Buzz—!
The remaining nine thousand-plus pitch-black longswords behind him reached the zenith of their humming vibrations.
All the star runes simultaneously illuminated to their extreme.
They no longer dispersed but, as if drawn by an unseen magnetic force, frantically converged and compressed toward the front where Lin Fan was pointing.
One breath later.
Only a single sword remained in the air.
A colossal sword phantom, one hundred zhang long, compressed and condensed from nine thousand top-tier spiritual artifact longswords, its entire being flowing with destructive sword radiance, instantly took form.
On the sword body, countless minuscule star runes frantically circulated, annihilated, and regenerated, emitting a terrifying pressure that caused heaven and earth to lose their vibrancy.
The instant this giant sword phantom appeared, even Chen Niu's terrifying demon essence breath attack seemed to dim for a moment.
"Slash!"
Lin Fan made a virtual grip with one hand, as if clutching an invisible sword hilt, and fiercely chopped down toward the incoming demon essence breath attack.
The hundred-zhang silver-white giant sword phantom mirrored his action, slashing downward!
Silence!
Heaven and earth fell utterly silent in this moment.
Only a massive silver-white fissure traversed the sky, tearing through space, precisely cleaving that purple-black destructive light pillar.
Sizzle—!
Like a red-hot iron knife encountering solid ice.
Chen Niu's demon essence breath attack was cleanly split in half by the silver-white fissure without any hindrance.
The divided light pillars roared past Lin Fan's body on both sides, instantly vaporizing two distant mountain peaks.
And the silver-white sword curtain's momentum remained undiminished, carrying the will to annihilate everything, it chopped directly toward Chen Niu's massive bull head.
"No—!!!" True fear manifested in Chen Niu's vertical pupils for the first time.
Facing the descending sky-supporting sword curtain, he sensed a lethal threat.
His massive serpent tail instinctively coiled, attempting to shield his head, while purple-black demonic energy around his body frantically burned, condensing above his head into a colossal "Vajra Suppressing Sea Seal" covered in twisted Buddhist scriptures—this was his ultimate defensive treasure.
Crack! Boom!!!
The sword curtain struck the "Vajra Suppressing Sea Seal" as if cutting through rotten wood.
The precious seal only endured for a brief instant before emitting a groan of overwhelming stress, exploding into fragments of Buddhist light that filled the sky.
The sword curtain's momentum slightly diminished, but it still possessed peerless sharpness as it chopped down.
Squelch—!
Blood light shot skyward!
Accompanied by Chen Niu's distorted, agonizingly sharp howl.
One of his scimitar-like bull horns on his head was cleanly severed at the root by the silver-white sword curtain.
The break was flawlessly smooth, like a mirror!
The terrifying sword pressure even tore through the tough scales and skull on his bull head, leaving a massive wound deep enough to expose bone.
Blood gushed out like a waterfall.
Boom!
The severed horn crashed to the ground, tumbling in the dust.
Chen Niu's massive body was propelled backward by the residual terrifying sword pressure, carving a deep trench in the earth.
His aura instantly withered to the extreme, his serpent tail hanging weakly behind him, scales shattered, flesh mangled.
Lin Fan hovered in mid-air.
He desired to 'explode' again.
But ultimately, he could no longer explode...
Void Shattering cultivators' combat prowess stems from themselves and their capacity to mobilize the surrounding heaven and earth's power.
Without the ability to mobilize heaven and earth's power, all techniques could only rely on one's own true essence.
And compressing sword intent into the swords was immensely taxing on true essence, as was the moment of detonation.
If he could utilize heaven and earth's power as assistance, his consumption would naturally be less, and it would be easier.
Unfortunately... he was not from this world; the heavenly rules here were all forcibly mobilized by him, completely uncooperative.
His true essence was depleted.
Behind him, the hundred-zhang silver-white giant sword phantom slowly dissipated, transforming back into nine thousand flying swords.
The aura around Lin Fan receded like a bursting dam, his face slightly pale, his body swaying faintly.
But even so, as long as he remained suspended in the air, as long as those nine thousand flying swords hovered behind him...
He still resembled a blazing sun, suppressing Chen Niu's heart.
In the ruined deep pit.
"Roar...!" Chen Niu struggled to lift his bleeding bull head, his single remaining bloodshot eye fixed firmly on Lin Fan.
Bone-deep resentment, terror, and post-calamity madness intertwined.
He suddenly opened his massive mouth, spitting out a fist-sized, entirely purple-black demon core!
The moment the demon core appeared, the surrounding space violently twisted and collapsed along with it!
"So only you know how to explode, is that it?"
Chen Niu stared intently at the silent Lin Fan, saying viciously: "I—also—can!"
The next second,
A hoarse, resolute roar echoed through the sky!
"Explode—!!!"
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