Wait, How Did My Digital Girlfriend Become a Sword Immortal? Chapter 809: Chen Huai'an's Boundary

Previously on Wait, How Did My Digital Girlfriend Become a Sword Immortal?...
Chen Huaian interrupted Hua Jin the True One's spellcasting to protect Lin Fan from a potential ambush, prompting her to reveal her plan to unleash a powerful strike against the weakened Lin Fan and Chen Niu. Drawing on her advanced cultivation, Hua Jin began condensing a personal subspace using a rare pale golden plant root as a medium, boasting that it would allow her to dominate any foe of similar realm by controlling its unique rules. Unimpressed by the technique's limitations compared to true miniature worlds, Chen Huaian secretly dismissed the threat to his allies and proceeded into the final Well of Heaven, leaving Hua Jin to meditate and vow retribution against her past humiliations.

This sight truly caused Chen Huaian to hesitate briefly.

Shouldn't Auspicious Beasts be deeply concerned with their appearance?

Yet, observing the Vermilion Bird's condition, it appeared far more savage than the Fierce Beasts...

"Dragon Soul Inheritor!"

Even before Chen Huaian had a chance to utter a word, a desperate cry echoed from the roasting skewer: "Save me! Any more delay, and my soul gets devoured! The Taotie won't revive then... Help—!"

Oh...

Chen Huaian quickly regained his composure.

Impaled on that rod was the ancient Fierce Beast from this Demon Sealing Pagoda.

The creature resembled a massive ox, featuring four twisted horns and ears hanging low like those of a pig, its cry piercing like a wild goose's call.

Zhu Huai—the name surfaced from the recesses of his soul's memories for this ancient Fierce Beast.

Zhu Huai obviously lacked the strength of earlier Fierce Beasts, or it wouldn't suffer such torment from the Vermilion Bird's Physical Shell.

The entity seated in a cross-legged position wasn't the full manifestation of the Vermilion Bird.

Though she displayed grandeur with vibrant plumage and an enormous build, appearing unscathed, no hint of an Auspicious Beast's presence emanated from her. Her red eyes remained vacant and icy, filled solely with the rawest urge—to devour.

The Vermilion Bird hungered intensely at this moment.

Guided by pure instinct, she had seized Zhu Huai and readied it for grilling as sustenance.

It's unclear where she picked up this technique.

The method involved piercing the catch and toasting it above flames.

Perhaps from the Azure Dragon?

Chen Huaian unsheathed his sword. Be it to rescue Zhu Huai or aid the Vermilion Bird's restoration, an intense clash loomed unavoidable.

"Even though you're the Azure Dragon's beloved..."

Chen Huaian squinted his gaze.

"Forgive me!"

Void Fusion Realm cultivation surged, True Essence churning like vast oceans.

A single sword lunge unleashed behind him surging colossal waves, where faint roars of a flood dragon piercing the waves could be heard.

"Long Wind Breaks Waves!"

Roar—!

Silver-white Sword Qi morphed into a lengthy dragon, coiling around the Black Scales Sword, bellowing as it lunged straight for the Vermilion Bird's neck.

The Vermilion Bird detected danger from this sword assault, flinging Zhu Huai aside to the floor before booting it with a rear claw, propelling Zhu Huai rolling into her rear nest for cover.

Likely intending a satisfying follow-up feast once Chen Huaian was dispatched.

Confronting Chen Huaian's sword attack.

A savage spark ignited in the Vermilion Bird's gaze as she unleashed a piercing screech.

Scree—!

Her wings unfurled wide.

Samadhi True Fire erupted in scorching white laced with faint gold, not rushing headlong at the Sword Qi but scattering across the whole area like spilled ink!

Sizzle—!

The Sword Qi dragon smashed into the True Fire, producing a fierce hissing noise. Though it carved a path through the blaze, the True Fire proved boundless, swiftly closing the breach and surging back along the Sword Qi.

Even worse, wherever the fire touched, the void itself appeared to catch ablaze.

The top floor of the Demon Sealing Pagoda visibly turned into a scorching white inferno, heat levels soaring, the atmosphere warping and simmering.

"Senior Chen..."

Beyond the Demon Sealing Pagoda, Hua Jin the True One observed the firestorm spilling from the pagoda's summit, her spirit trembling.

A lone ember dropped, melting the stone it hit in seconds, with the blaze refusing to die out.

She extended a hand toward the fire. The flame acted alive, attempting to coil around her. Her hand's True Essence got swiftly consumed, shocking her into withdrawal, fully breaking her True Essence's link to the flame. Still, that brief brush left a searing ache.

Recall, she held Feathered Transformation Realm power!

"This... it's Samadhi True Fire!"

Hua Jin the True One's eyes narrowed faintly.

Samadhi True Fire bears the name Immortal Fire too. As Immortal Fire, only Immortals wield it, only they withstand it.

A fleshly form facing Samadhi True Fire serves as mere kindling.

"The protector of this ultimate Demon Sealing Pagoda has command of Samadhi True Fire? No..." Hua Jin the True One clenched her jaw. "Senior Chen surely can't stand against that protector. I have to assist the senior..."

Her gaze shifted to Lin Fan, locked in combat with Chen Niu ahead.

Then to the superior Celestial Jade Marrow on the verge of emergence.

Inner turmoil gripped her heart.

Celestial Jade Marrow's value needed no explanation.

Should she aid Senior Chen, this top-grade Celestial Jade Marrow might slip from her grasp.

After a quick deliberation, Hua Jin the True One resolved her choice.

"Celestial Jade Marrow can be reclaimed if seized, but Senior Chen must not perish!"

"Wang Shouyi!" She pivoted to command. "Starting now, lead the Kunlun Immortal Palace disciples. Under no circumstances launch impulsive strikes for the superior Celestial Jade Marrow. That unpredictable foe's power is overwhelming. Lacking my presence, you stand no chance. Simply trail Senior Zhang and Senior Gu, ignore all else!"

"And... Your Eminence, what of you?" Wang Shouyi sensed a subtle unease within.

But Hua Jin had already brandished her sword and soared aloft, dashing toward the ultimate Demon Sealing Pagoda.

Only a firm call lingered: "To rescue someone!"

...

Within the Demon Sealing Pagoda.

"Ow roar! So hot, so hot! I'm done for, I'm done for!"

Despite being hurled far into the nest, Zhu Huai's anguished howls cut through the conflagration.

In the fiery expanse, numerous fist-sized pure white fire orbs detached, shifting into tiny Vermilion Birds with keen beaks and talons, boldly swarming Chen Huaian from every angle like suicidal insects. Their quantity was vast, unending. Whenever Sword light snuffed them out, they reborn from the blaze.

Chen Huaian's blade whirled like a spinning disk, the Black Scales Sword tracing icy curves, slicing through the oncoming mini Vermilion Birds successively, yet fresh waves of firebirds pressed on relentlessly.

His thoughts whirled, detecting anomalies in the surrounding spatial laws. The fire's movement held a looping, perpetual cadence—this was beyond a mere inferno; he had been drawn into the "Flame World" instinctively forged by the Vermilion Bird. Here, her True Fire approached immortality, impossible to quench.

Such a realm mirrored the pocket domains formed by Cangyun Realm experts.

Cangyun Realm demons couldn't form pocket domains.

Yet the Vermilion Bird, ultimately, stood apart from Cangyun Realm constraints, unbound by its laws.

Her domain had stealthily arrived, encasing all.

At Void Fusion Realm, Chen Huaian could likewise form his personal pocket domain, tailored to his true form.

He remained uncertain about the link between the pocket domain from his Earth Star true body and his Cangyun Realm clone's version.

Did it seamlessly adopt the clone's pocket domain?

Would that domain encompass the Moon Shadow Sect?

But against the mighty Vermilion Bird, further reflection proved impossible.

"A domain, is it..." Chen Huaian's gaze sharpened. "Then we'll discover whose domain endures!"

He wasted no time, merely inhaling deeply.

Swoosh—!

The Sword Intent encircling him ceased outward spread, drawing inward instead, peak keenness focusing to one spot.

Then—it burst free.

No thunderous boom occurred, merely a swap of "reality."

From Chen Huaian as center, the searing white fire ocean vanished soundlessly, like an eroding canvas.

In its place, an utterly distinct domain silently unfolded.

The heavens stretched broad and endless, yet lacked blue skies with fluffy clouds. Rather, they consisted of myriad interwoven, streaming clear sword motifs. The sun's rays comprised trillions of tiny Sword beams.

The terrain underfoot felt firm. Upon inspection, each speck of soil bore sharp facets, shining with metallic sheen, amassed from sword-shard powder. Far off, peaks undulated, their forms colossal boulders studded with relic blades. A swift stream flowed, its liquid a surging Sword Intent fluid.

Every leaf and branch arose from Sword Qi, ringing with crisp, harmonious sword tones as breezes stirred them.

Here, everything embodied swords. Sword Intent ruled as the principle.

Chen Huaian perched on a sword summit, his garments billowing unaided.

He grasped no blade, for in this domain, he served as the mightiest sword.

With a mere notion, the Sword Intent stream at his feet vaulted upward, becoming a silvery sword wyrm with jagged scales, thundering toward the lingering fires. A gentle finger press, and a remote sword ridge exploded with a crash, myriads of minuscule flying swords merging into an iron flood, barreling ahead.

The Vermilion Bird's Flame Domain crumbled before this unadulterated, ultimate sword realm, akin to brittle crystal meeting a sledge.

Fires got severed and erased by Sword Intent. The mini Vermilion Birds dissolved spontaneously prior to approach.

The blaze swiftly withdrew, the area shrinking steadily.

Ultimately, just the Vermilion Bird's core form and the faint primal fire she scarcely sustained lingered, barely persisting.

Her splendid feathers, battered by pervasive Sword Qi, molted and desiccated sequentially, exposing raw skin below, a pitiful spectacle.

Chen Huaian advanced a pace, materializing instantly before the Vermilion Bird.

He regarded this Auspicious Beast, eyes still blank, propelled by base drives alone, and let out a gentle sigh.

Forming fingers into a blade, he softly prodded that defiant primal fire cluster.

Hum!

The blaze snuffed out amid the hum.

Right away, he snapped his finger, tapping the Black Scales Sword's pommel lightly.

Clang!

A crisp, echoing ring, reminiscent of temple bells at dawn and dusk, bearing soul-purifying force, precisely hit the Vermilion Bird's bare brow.

The Vermilion Bird shuddered. The frenzy and void in her crimson gaze slowly dissolved, giving way to bewildered haze.

Her lids drooped shut, her colossal frame collapsed limply to the earth, sinking into profound slumber.

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