Wait, How Did My Digital Girlfriend Become a Sword Immortal? Chapter 708: Let's Fight!

Chapter 708: Let's Fight!

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The Five Great Demon Saints were truly shaken by Chen Huaian's display of Instant Formation.

Initially, they failed to realize that the formation had only been manifested and was not yet fully operational.

Consequently, the prime window to destroy the formation slipped through their fingers.

This was precisely the psychological advantage Chen Huaian intended to seize.

"All human cultivators, hear my command!" Chen Huaian’s voice resonated clearly in the ears of every cultivator present: "Take your places at the formation cores, steady your spirits, and pour your True Essence into the grand formation!"

"As for the rest..."

"Leave it to This Venerable One!"

Without a moment's pause, and with no room for doubt.

The oppressive aura of the Five Great Demon Saints loomed over them like a blade pressed against their throats. The cultivators instantly turned into streaks of light, surging toward the massive sword formation that draped across the sky. Each person claimed a formation foundation. The sword formation began to vibrate, as if billions of dormant blades were being breathed into life. A bone-chilling Sword Intent erupted, and a heavy pressure descended with such force that the heavens seemed to groan under the massive weight.

This formation was never intended to be fueled by a single individual.

Chen Huaian required the cultivators to enter the array for two reasons: first, to supply the necessary power, and second, to prevent the demon race from picking them off individually.

As the anchor and conductor of the array.

His task was to buy the necessary time for the formation’s final activation.

The demon saints were no fools—they had already regained their senses!

Observing the flickering light within the sword formation, the eyes of the Five Great Demon Saints narrowed sharply.

It was too fast!

The boldness and coordination of these human cultivators far surpassed their expectations.

Since when were humans so unified?

Wasn't petty infighting supposed to be their nature?

There was no time for contemplation. The five saints could see that Chen Huaian’s sword formation was still hollow, not yet reaching its complete form.

However, that didn't mean they could relax, for once these cultivators secured the formation cores, dismantling the array would become a nightmare!

"Not good! Attack!" The Mountain-Moving Sage bellowed, his massive bear paw carrying the force of collapsing peaks as it slammed toward the nearest foundation.

The Manifestation Sage’s colossal axe sliced through the air, following right behind.

Yet, one figure moved swifter than both.

Chen Huaian stepped out from the heart of the formation to meet the ferocious assault of the two demon saints. Although his hands were empty of a blade, his fingers acted as his sword guide.

He pointed and made a sweeping motion.

"One Sword Guards the Pass!"

The Sword Pavilion stood tall and imposing, a place where a single man could hold back ten thousand.

This move was the fifth stance of the Green Lotus Sword Manual—Sword Guards the Pass.

Clang—!

A beam of pure, silver-white sword light erupted from his fingertip, instantly elongating into a massive curtain of blades that bridged heaven and earth.

It did not look like a physical object, but rather a boundary separating life from death.

Bearing a resolute will to protect and destroy, it stood defiantly against the Mountain-Moving Sage’s palm and the Manifestation Sage’s axe.

Boom! Crack—!

The bear's palm collided with the sword curtain, creating a deafening metallic boom. The chaotic demonic power was actually halted by that thin sliver of light, unable to move forward.

The Manifestation Sage’s axe struck immediately after. Where the edge met the light, sparks flew. The sword curtain shook violently as cracks began to spiderweb across it, yet it remained standing, blocking the two mountain-leveling forces.

"Roar!" The Mountain-Moving Sage and Manifestation Sage cried out in fury, doubling their strength.

The sword curtain finally let out a strained groan before shattering with a thunderous explosion.

But as the curtain broke, Chen Huaian’s form had already disappeared.

Only a faint, misty afterimage remained where he had been.

Swoosh swoosh swoosh!

The Black Wind Sage’s talons ripped through the air, but they only tore through the fading image.

A deluge of golden feathers rained down like a storm, saturating the space Chen Huaian had just occupied.

Only the Venomous Foe Sage, lurking in the shadows, managed to track Chen Huaian’s flickering movement.

A speck of black light, arriving late but striking first, lunged toward Chen Huaian’s back with a soul-chilling coldness!

This poisonous needle was so lethal that even a Great Ascension Three Tribulations expert would lose half their life upon contact!

Chen Huaian seemed to possess eyes in the back of his head. His body drifted like mist through the gaps of the feathers and claws, appearing completely unpredictable.

Facing the deadly black light, he didn't even turn around, simply flicking his fingers behind him.

"Moon Rises Over Heavenly Mountains!"

There was no massive explosion, only a cold, distant moonlight that suddenly bloomed behind his back.

That was no natural light, but Sword Intent refined to its absolute peak.

It expanded like a rising moon, soft yet irresistible, swallowing the black light that sought to pierce the void.

The venomous needle seemed to hit an invisible ocean of moonlight. Its speed died instantly, its lethality evaporated, and it finally let out a faint hiss before being erased by the chilling Sword Intent.

The Five Great Demon Saints felt a shiver run through them.

This man was too slippery, and his sword techniques were masterful. If they fought him one-on-one, they would be toyed with.

Exchanging glances in an instant, the five saints reached a silent agreement.

The Golden-Winged Roc beat his wings once more, turning the sky-covering feathers into a violent golden gale.

The Black Wind Sage erupted with dark mist, his claws stirring a crimson wind as he lunged from the side.

These two attacks were fierce, but they were feints designed to trap Chen Huaian and limit his movement.

The true killing blow was being prepared from behind.

The Manifestation Sage lowered his massive rhino head, snorting two plumes of white air as his horn began to glow with a sickly green light.

An invisible binding force began to manifest, locking onto Chen Huaian.

He intended to use his innate ability to paralyze the elusive sword cultivator.

The Mountain-Moving Sage and Venomous Foe Sage gathered their power, eyes flashing with murderous intent, waiting for the moment Chen Huaian was frozen to deliver a final, crushing blow.

However, just as the Manifestation Sage’s ability was about to trigger—

A sword shadow flickered!

Chen Huaian’s body seemed to dissolve into the wind, suddenly slipping out of the demons' range. He transformed into a stream of light that merged into the massive sword formation behind him, vanishing into the eye of the storm.

The combined attacks of the Five Great Demon Saints hit nothing but empty air.

They looked up, stunned.

At that moment, every human cultivator had reached their post, and the sword formation was fully active!

Hum—!

A low, soul-shaking hum vibrated through the world. The countless sword shadows in the sky ignited, each one shining with a cold, sharp light. The connected Sword Qi became a living torrent, rushing through the array. The entire formation felt like a waking ancient beast, radiating an aura so terrifying it made the stars seem dim.

At the center of the formation, Chen Huaian appeared once more.

He seemed as one with the sword formation, surrounded by swirling storms of Sword Qi, his robes snapping in the wind.

This was more than just a boost in power; it was the gathering of a thousand sword-wills into a single person.

It was the fusion of every cultivator's consciousness within the array.

Standing there, he was the embodiment of a peerless, unsheathed divine sword!

The Five Great Demon Saints stared at the figure radiating such majestic Sword Intent.

Feeling the overwhelming pressure that threatened to tear their physical bodies apart, a deep sense of shock and gravity finally filled their massive demonic eyes.

Chen Huaian stood at the heart of the array, his eyes cold as stars as he looked upon the five giant demons. His voice was calm, yet filled with an absolute resolve:

"Come and fight!"

"Let's see if This Venerable One can finish you off today!"

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