Wait, How Did My Digital Girlfriend Become a Sword Immortal? Chapter 730: The Way of Killing

Chapter 730: The Way of Killing

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Observing that Chen Huaian appeared unperturbed, Lin Fan refrained from further comment. He simply rested his right hand upon the hilt of his blade, bracing for any sudden complications.

Fortunately, the process remained undisturbed.

Upon Chen Huaian seizing the orb of light, it integrated directly into his form. Seeming to have grasped a sudden revelation, he immediately sat cross-legged to begin his meditation.

Lin Fan took it upon himself to act as a protector.

He could sense, however, that his remaining duration on Earth Star was dwindling rapidly. He could only offer a silent prayer that the ancestor would conclude this secluded Cultivation swiftly. Meanwhile, he began to arrange a sword formation across the clearing.

His expertise in formations was not particularly high-level.

The techniques he commanded were all fundamentally basic formations.

To Lin Fan’s perspective, formations were little more than the setting of traps—snares that merely required enough destructive force to blow his foes into the heavens.

He channeled his sword intent into his flying swords before burying them deep within the soil.

Once these flying swords were linked to the formation, they possessed the ability to detect any killing intent aimed at the protected individual within the boundary. Should such intent draw near, the flying swords were designed to detonate.

It mattered little if the strategy seemed crude and simplistic.

The real questions were: was it effective?

And was the result sufficiently violent?

Typical formation masters were incapable of replicating this, as no one else possessed the ability to saturate flying swords with such high-density sword intent as Lin Fan.

As Lin Fan worked diligently to establish these defensive perimeters for the ancestor...

Chen Huaian was busy absorbing the legacy bequeathed by the White Tiger.

The gift left by the White Tiger was not a specific divine ability, but rather a Cultivation method—a path to understanding the Dao of Slaughter.

The name of this Cultivation technique consisted of only two characters: "Po Jun" (Army Breaker).

Despite its brevity, it exuded a staggering, majestic aura.

The core of the entire technique revolved around the refinement of killing intent. It moved from the basic accumulation of intent through the slaying of foes to using one’s own body as a cauldron to temper that intent. Eventually, it would merge with the divine sense, creating a divine killing intent capable of slaying as effectively as sword intent. At its peak, one would prove their Dao through slaughter, walking a path where a mere gaze could extinguish the life of any cultivator in the same realm.

Chen Huaian inhaled sharply after reviewing the technique in its entirety.

Mastering this method would actually be quite straightforward for him.

Thanks to his supreme constitution, circulating such Cultivation methods was as natural as breathing.

He simply needed to activate "Army Breaker" while engaged in combat to harvest and refine the killing intent.

The only risk was that during the initial stages of practicing "Army Breaker," his temperament might be affected, potentially turning him bloodthirsty, frigid, and callous toward the living.

This path would also birth various inner demons.

Most who sought to prove the Dao through killing eventually succumbed to these internal shadows.

However, the requirement for practicing Army Breaker was the execution of these very inner demons.

If inner demons sought to block the path of slaughter, then they too must be put to the sword.

The authentic Path of Slaughter was not merely about the massacre of living beings.

It was about the annihilation of all things.

Souls, space, time, and even the fundamental concept of "existence" were to be wiped away.

With every inner demon executed, the mental corruption of Army Breaker would recede.

Should one fail to slay their inner demons, they would be deemed unworthy of continuing the Army Breaker path.

After some time, Chen Huaian's consciousness returned from his meditative trance.

The "Army Breaker" technique, a method of such high grade it defied classification, had already reached great completion in his understanding.

The next phase would be the incremental cultivation of his killing intent.

The principles of Army Breaker aligned perfectly with his own sword path.

The two could be fused into a singular whole.

With Earth Star containing Ascenders, the traitorous Demon Race that turned on the Ancestral Dragon, and the shadowy Celestial God Clan, he had no shortage of targets to fuel his "Army Breaker" progress.

"Little Lin, escort This Venerable One to the fifth Demon Sealing Pagoda~"

The Sect Summoning Token operated on a strict time limit.

He needed to maximize every asset to prevent any waste.

Yet, after he spoke, no respectful acknowledgement came from Lin Fan.

Startled, Chen Huaian looked around, only to realize that Lin Fan was nowhere to be found.

The duration of the Sect Summoning Token had expired, and Lin Fan had been pulled back.

"This Venerable One is in deep trouble!" Chen Huaian exclaimed in shock. "Exactly how long was I in meditation?"

He pulled out his phone to check the time.

The drawback was that when operating "Army Breaker" initially, his mind would be somewhat affected, becoming bloodthirsty, ruthless, and indifferent to life.

His secluded cultivation had lasted for more than an hour!

While such a duration was trivial for most Cultivation sessions, it was incredibly perilous in his current situation.

If Chen Niu and Wu E arrived, he would be unable to withstand them!

Chen Huaian stood up, a sense of dread beginning to take hold.

As the saying goes, the thing one fears most is often exactly what arrives.

The western horizon suddenly turned pitch black, accompanied by the haunting sounds of wailing spirits and baying wolves.

Chen Huaian looked toward the west, seeing massive clouds of birds and flight-capable spirits erupting from the woods, fleeing toward the east in a desperate panic.

If inner demons tried to prevent proving the Dao through killing, then kill the inner demons too.

The fifth Demon Sealing Pagoda remained sealed, and he could not permit the ancient beasts within to be claimed by Chen Niu.

Such a loss would jeopardize the revival of Taotie, making retreat impossible.

But since he was no match for Chen Niu, he was left wondering what to do.

Chen Huaian had failed to notice the traps Lin Fan had laid out.

This was partly due to the difference in their realms, but also because these "formations" didn't resemble traditional arrays—they were more like a grid of buried mines.

The entire sword formation lacked any detectable aura; it was nearly impossible to identify.

The sky darkened as if drenched in heavy ink.

A crushing, suffocating pressure, joined by the whistling of fierce winds, crashed down like a massive, invisible tidal wave. The forest shuddered, and the demons surrounding the Demon Sealing Pagoda let out shrieks of terror, rushing into the pagoda's entrance like a disturbed nest of ants.

These demons even scrambled to hide behind Chen Huaian.

In a strange turn of events, Chen Huaian had become their shield.

From within the churning, midnight clouds, a gargantuan and terrifying silhouette began to manifest.

With the head of a bull and the body of a flood dragon—it was indeed Chen Niu!

His massive frame twisted through the air, shattering mountain peaks as he passed, creating heavy, rhythmic booms like the beating of drums.

His form was shrouded in a thick, physical miasma of gray-black demonic Qi, resembling a roiling tar pit filled with screaming, agonized spirits.

Those glowing red bull eyes cut through the distance, locking onto Chen Huaian at the Demon Sealing Pagoda with cold intent.

"It truly is Chen Niu." Chen Huaian clenched his teeth, keeping his features hidden.

He wasn't certain if he could evade Chen Niu's senses, but he had to use every trick available as a final gambit.

"Who! Who dares to interfere with my designs!"

Detecting that the aura of the fierce beast had vanished, Chen Niu realized that Qiongqi had already been claimed by another. He erupted into a violent fury.

At the same time, he silently cursed Wu E.

If Wu E hadn't been distracted by some other crisis, how could anyone have arrived here before them?!

He narrowed his eyes at Chen Huaian, determined to identify the meddler.

However, all he could discern was a human cultivator dressed in white robes, wearing Nike sneakers, and clutching a smartphone.

As for the man's face...

It was as if a thick fog obscured his features, making them impossible to see.

He was a Demon Immortal avatar, yet he could not pierce the veil of a mere human's disguise?

He decided he would simply drag the human out, flay him alive, and consume his soul. Then, all secrets would be revealed.

"Hiding behind cheap tricks!"

Chen Niu gave a disdainful snort.

His colossal body, enveloped in vast demon clouds, began to descend toward the Demon Sealing Pagoda like the sky itself was falling.

His aim was precise, his momentum unstoppable!

He looked ready to grind the entire Demon Sealing Pagoda and Chen Huaian into nothingness!

Chen Huaian braced himself, unsheathing the Black Scales Sword, ready to meet Chen Niu in battle.

Yet, just as Chen Niu’s massive form was about to crush the final stretch of ground before the Demon Sealing Pagoda—

Right as he came within ten zhang of Chen Huaian—

"BOOM—!"

A violent explosion erupted directly beneath Chen Niu.

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