Wait, How Did My Digital Girlfriend Become a Sword Immortal? Chapter 805: One Palm

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Zhang Yibai advanced toward the edge of the array.

Right then, countless swords whirled furiously inside the setup, their whistling cuts through the air so fierce that it stung the listeners' ears painfully.

Zhang Yibai scanned both sides briefly, before bellowing out, "A pathetic damaged array thinks it can halt this elder's advance?! Behold as this elder shatters your sword array right now!"

Ah, the ancestor expects me to team up with him in dismantling the array.

The moment those words escaped, Lin Fan quickly grasped their intent.

Yet this wasn't truly a sword array. It consisted only of his Sword Intent fused with True Essence, linking those hundreds of thousands of flying swords into parts of his very being. Directing them felt no harder than flexing his own digits.

Still, with the ancestor insisting on shattering the array...

Then Lin Fan ought to render these flying swords appear more akin to a mighty array!

Harboring that idea, Lin Fan swiftly applied his limited array knowledge to roughly form a sword array, positioning the flying swords as the key Array Cores.

In the view of Hua Jin the True One, the flying swords encircling Lin Fan abruptly surged outward, blanketing the heavens like myriad twinkling stars. An unseen, razor-edged Sword Qi poured down in a relentless cascade. A deadly aura rushed in from every angle, offering no escape.

"Catastrophe!" Dread gripped her heart, and she swiftly shouted a warning to Zhang Yibai, "Senior Zhang! He's on the verge of unleashing the full sword array!"

Once she said that, she turned to the veiled Gu Changsheng, "Senior Gu, the crisis is dire. Will you not assist Senior Zhang?"

"Me?" Gu Changsheng indicated himself, then gestured toward Zhang Yibai, "Aid him?"

He considered how, considering the vast difference between himself and the ancestor, merely avoiding interference in the ancestor's display with Lin Fan was achievement enough. Better to stay out, to prevent his awkward performance from spoiling the act.

"I remember Senior Gu possesses notable array skills as well. Maybe..."

Before Hua Jin the True One could complete her thought.

A deafening explosion thundered from the front.

Flying swords plummeted from above, while Zhang Yibai remained steady in the heart of the descending sword tempest.

A subtle glow flickered in his gaze as he extended a palm and aimed ahead.

*Hum—!*

The area his finger met warped like rippling waves.

Every spot the waves swept over, the flying swords got forcefully pushed back.

The massive onslaught also collapsed and scattered amid the undulations.

Lin Fan's "sword array" lay shattered.

"How could this be?!" Lin Fan gaped in stunned disbelief, unleashing a theatrical shout of astonishment.

"No impossibility exists." Zhang Yibai hovered in the sky, arms folded behind him, his eyes roving with clear scorn, "Though your sword path outstrips this elder's, your grasp of the Dao of Arrays remains woefully inadequate!"

"Curses, was my array setup truly so feeble?"

Lin Fan sank to one knee. The surrounding flying swords clattered to the earth, humming and quivering, as though pinned by some unseen pressure, barred from rising once more.

"Hua Jin, the grand array has fallen. Why do you hesitate still?"

Zhang Yibai glanced back at Hua Jin the True One, only for his complexion to drain of color, a thin stream of blood trickling from his lip.

"Senior!" Spotting the blood on Zhang Yibai's mouth, Hua Jin grew deeply worried.

"Merely a small wound." Zhang Yibai dismissed it with a wave, "His array was average, yet his Sword Intent proved overwhelmingly strong. Shattering it by force, who wouldn't suffer backlash from the Sword Qi? Henceforth, you must fend for yourself."

With those words, Zhang Yibai's vitality noticeably faded.

Witnessing Zhang Yibai's injury from dismantling the array, Hua Jin the True One brimmed with profound guilt. She promptly seized a random flying sword from the dirt. The blade resisted fiercely, attempting to wrench away, revealing the extraordinary command that Sword Cultivator held over the sword path.

"For This Venerable One... cease!"

With a deep growl, she wrapped the flying sword in her True Essence. The sword wailed in agony yet was finally tamed entirely by Hua Jin the True One.

"Your fate belongs to me!"

She launched ahead with the sword, reaching Lin Fan in an instant.

This blade thrust originated from Lin Fan's flank and back, targeting his core straight on.

However, Lin Fan acted as if blind to it, displaying zero response.

Potent True Essence gathered before the sword's edge, forming a huge, phantom blade outline. The keen Sword Aura raked the terrain, carving profound, intersecting gashes.

Hua Jin recognized her Sword Intent and sword path fell short of Lin Fan's.

Thus, she opted for realm dominance, relying on raw power to overpower finesse!

Ere the sword point connected, the Sword Aura assailed first.

Lin Fan, stationary up to that point, abruptly trembled as the Sword Aura brushed him. He turned his palm over and struck outward, seizing directly the sword Hua Jin the True One wielded against him.

The sword, which Hua Jin the True One had compelled into submission, instantly revived its defiance upon Lin Fan's hold. It shook wildly alongside Lin Fan's grip, traveling up the edge. The instant Lin Fan's fingers met Hua Jin the True One's wrist, the sword escaped her control.

*Crack—Thud—!*

The crack of fracturing bone and the sword's fall to the ground sounded in quick succession.

"Presuming to wield a sword in This Venerable One's presence? What nerve!"

Hua Jin the True One sensed a piercing agony in her wrist, like her sinews had been cut. By her realization, the sword had vanished from her hold.

Within her sight, Lin Fan's palm abruptly descended toward her crown.

That palm released not mere wind, but a Sword Qi bursting forth like a explosive projectile.

Scarce moments allowed for response.

Hua Jin the True One failed to fathom how Lin Fan could retaliate thus amid her own Sword Aura onslaught. She managed only to dodge her vital spots.

*Boom—!*

As if a heavy mallet pounding a bag.

Hua Jin flew backward from the palm blow. Upon landing, she rebounded sharply, tumbling all the way to the Kunlun Immortal Palace group before halting.

Silence enveloped everyone.

Lin Fan alone gradually pulled back his palm.

"Your array skills hold merit, yet in the end, they pale against This Venerable One's blade."

A chilling voice resounded through the heavens. Lin Fan retreated to his former position and settled into a cross-legged pose, his stare frosty as it scanned every side, "This Venerable One might erect sword arrays endlessly, but can you lot dismantle This Venerable One's sword endlessly? This Venerable One desires solely the precious relic. Any who advance to stir trouble further shall perish without quarter!"

Upon concluding, Lin Fan cast a playful wink toward Zhang Yibai.

As though inquiring if the ancestor found his portrayal persuasive.

Zhang Yibai feigned a cross-legged seat, channeling energy for recovery, but covertly flashed Lin Fan a hearty thumbs up.

With the young one's flawless execution, the elder had to offer complete backing.

"Your Eminence, are you okay?" Wang Shouyi aided the bloodstained Hua Jin the True One to rise from the soil, his chest tightening at her wretched state.

He remained unaware Lin Fan had spared her with that palm.

Else, one such strike might have robbed Hua Jin the True One of half her vitality.

"I... I'm okay." Hua Jin the True One bore no grave harm. She forced herself upright, avoiding the eyes of Wang Shouyi and the nearby disciples.

She particularly shunned gazing at Zhang Yibai, who channeled energy for mending.

Shameful!

Absolute disgrace!

Senior Zhang had aided in toppling the array for her, yet she got hurled back by a lone palm from that Sword Cultivator, who hadn't even drawn his weapon.

Yet... she wielded realm superiority.

Was the might of this anomaly genuinely so formidable?

For the present, she needed only to await Senior Chen's further unlocking of the eighth and ninth Wells of Heaven. Once the bounds of heaven and earth eased more, she would attempt anew.

Hua Jin the True One breathed a quiet sigh.

She detested relying on others for victory or defeat.

But this reincarnation cycle brimmed with too many oddities. She had little option but to pursue outside aid.

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