Immortal of the Nine Realms

"Senior Sister... Lord...."

Fairy Yu suddenly felt intense hatred. Why was her cultivation so low that she couldn't be of any help in this battle?

Even though her senior sister reassured her, and it might be true that her senior sister wouldn’t die temporarily, the loss of her lifespan would be hard to make up for. Without that lifespan, how could she advance to the next realm?

The female sword cultivator looked at Fang Chen. "Next, you and I will join forces. Let's see if we can harm him."

Fang Chen spoke softly. "I'll handle it. If I die, remember to take this sword and Fairy Yu back to the Void Immortal Sword Sect. If possible, let her use this sword; it will be more obedient that way."

"Little Chen, I don't want to go back to that Void Immortal Sword Sect. I want to be with you!" Little Sword murmured.

"Be good. After I die, she can find you a better master," comforted Fang Chen.

The female sword cultivator sneered. "You? It's not that I'm underestimating you, but you’re just in the Qi Refining Realm. Even though I don't know what method you used to elevate your combat power to this level, with just you alone, you will absolutely not be able to harm Nascent Soul Realm experts."

Fang Chen smiled lightly. "Young Lady, I’m not doubting your abilities, but based on your recent attacks, it's even more impossible for you to harm them. What you can do now is to preserve your strength. Otherwise, do you think Fairy Yu can return to the Void Immortal Sword Sect with just her strength?"

The female sword cultivator subconsciously wanted to retort, but when she saw the resolute determination in Fang Chen's eyes, she swallowed the words she wanted to say.

The female sword cultivator coldly snorted and chose to remain silent. I want to see what tricks you have.

Fang Chen turned to look at Kunlong Battle General, his mind already silently visualizing the Third Sword of the Eight Desolation Supreme Sword Scripture.

It was a pity that he wasn’t in the Golden Core Realm; otherwise, his second sword would be enough to injure Nascent Soul Realm experts. Perhaps only the third sword has some chance now. But once he swung his sword, there would be no turning back.

Was it worth it? Of course, it was. Without unleashing that sword, the Hidden Cloud Region would be destined to become a pill furnace, and Grand Xia would also become a Blood Spirit Pill!

Kunlong Battle General suddenly opened his eyes, looking at Fang Chen seriously. "Benefactor Fang, can you really hurt me?"

Fang Chen sighed lightly. "If I don't try, how will I know? If that demoness had killed you back then, we wouldn't be in this mess today."

Kunlong Battle General chuckled lightly. "Benefactor Fang, if there was no Chanyuan in the world, there would be no Chan Jin or Chan Hui? The Spirit Blood Sect has so many cultivators, even I don’t know them all. Benefactor Fang… will you be able to kill them all?"

Fang Chen smiled. "And how can you be sure that there won't be another me in the world?"

Kunlong Battle General was slightly taken aback, then fell into silence. "Be honest with me, did you seek the other shore at the beginning and see the sea of suffering?"

"Others think that the reason for your lifespan was because you comprehended the essence of Buddhism," said Fang Chen, "but in reality, it was because you are in the Nascent Soul Realm. That was the real reason you were able to live for so long, right?

"Since you have embarked on the path of evil, how could you possibly comprehend that sutra?"

"Wrong," uttered Kunlong Battle General. "I have sought the other shore and seen the sea of suffering, that's why I’m doing what I’m doing today. In that sea of suffering, countless heads of monks from the Profound Void Temple were drifting. They have no resting place, so I must find them one. Otherwise, it's too pitiful."

Fang Chen smiled, raising Little Sword. "Do you really know what pitiful means?"

He had already prepared his third sword.

"Benefactor Fang, you can't hurt me." Kunlong Battle General sighed lightly. "As long as I want, there's no one I can't hurt, especially not you."

Eight Desolation Supreme Sword Scripture, the third strike!

Boom!

The twelve immortal sword veins emitted a booming sound, and tides of spiritual energy continuously surged out!

At that moment, it was like an avalanche in the Tian Shan Mountains.

Cracks faintly appeared on the immortal sword veins.

"The spiritual energy is not enough!" Fang Chen's eyes narrowed. He directly took out the Vajra Bodhi and consumed it. Then he took out the saint-grade Foundation Building Pill and swallowed it.

Still not enough?!

Fang Chen took out the Spirit Essence Pill he had prepared and swallowed them one by one. The different pills and spiritual materials instantly dissolved in his body. Even if there were no problems usually, consuming pills like this would lead to major consequences. Not to mention that Fang Chen was now performing the third sword of the Eight Desolation Supreme Sword Scripture!

Fang Chen's aura grew extremely chaotic, as the surrounding spiritual energy became half frenzied and half dead silent. The faces of the onlookers were filled with horror.

“Is that the Vajra Bodhi?! There are countless scales on it, and it seems to be breathing. It really is the Vajra Bodhi!”

“And that pill, it seems like a Foundation Building Pill, but also not quite....”

“If he consumed it like that, even if he doesn't unleash his sword, I'm afraid...”

Fang Tingjian and the other Golden Core Realm cultivators looked grave. Meanwhile, different expressions appeared on the faces of the three Nascent Soul Realm cultivators.

“Kill!”

Fang Chen disregarded everything and directly slashed with his sword.

This slash, with a weaker and seemingly plain momentum than before, effortlessly cut through the surrounding spiritual flames and landed on Kunlong Battle General’s body.

Pfft!

A blood mark appeared on Kunlong Battle General’s chest. He lowered his head to glance at it, then looked back at Fang Chen. The next moment, the surrounding spiritual flames instantly dissipated.

“Suppress!!!” Immortal Void Rush roared angrily, and a huge imprint that was capable of overturning the Heavens descended toward Kunlong Battle General.

“Kill!!!”

Immortal White Tiger’s killing intent surged as he spat out a golden bead that came crashing down at Kunlong Battle General.

“Amitabha.” The hands of the Supreme Expert Dragon Wood were like illusions, and in the next moment, these illusions materialized into a Thousand Hands Buddha, reaching out to Kunlong Battle General!

At the same time, there were loud noises coming from the sky. Everyone understood that the Nascent Soul Realm cultivators had rushed over, and were engaging in a battle with the Spirit Blood Sect’s Nascent Soul Realm cultivator.

Fairy Yu and the others didn't pay attention to the battle and instead rushed to Fang Chen's side. Of them, Fairy Yu was the first to move, but when she was ten steps away from him, she saw that Fang Chen's flesh had begun to wither and decay, leaving only a thin layer of skin wrapped around the bones.

The female sword cultivator had a complex expression. “Junior sister, he's dead.

She couldn't understand how that sword could wound a Nascent Soul Realm cultivator. How could a mere Qi Refining Realm cultivator unleash such a sword?

“The lord won't die!”

Fairy Yu shook her head in denial and rushed to Fang Chen's side. When she saw his withered face, she burst into tears.

Zhang Xiaoke rushed over together with Xia Ji. The cultivators related to Fang Chen all gathered around him. His current appearance was far from that of a living person, instead, he looked more like a corpse amidst a pile of bodies.

“Huh? Where's his sword?” The female sword cultivator wanted to retrieve the sword, but she found that the sword was nowhere to be seen.

The sixth princess's mind was tumbling. “Is Fang Chen really… gone?”

Fang Jue suddenly looked towards Fang Wanli and Fang Tingjian, his face full of hope. “Ancestor, there must be a way, right? Can't those three Nascent Soul Realm seniors save Fang Chen?”

Fang Tingjian carefully examined Fang Chen's body and then shook his head. “Nascent Soul Realm cultivators are not true immortals. How could they possibly have a resurrection technique?”

Someone suddenly spoke up. “There seems to be something written in front of him.”

Everyone then noticed the small line of text written in front of Fang Chen.

"Bury me at Three World Mountain."

"Three World Mountain? Where is that?"

Everyone looked puzzled, even Immortal Fire Cloud and the others had no idea where Three World Mountain was.

Fairy Yu crouched down and picked up Fang Chen gently. "Junior Sister, I want to take him home."

"I'll accompany you." The female sword cultivator nodded. She still needed to find that sword embryo, and it seemed like it was with Fang Chen. But she didn't want to say it directly, as she was afraid that Fairy Yu would collapse.

***

Inside Fang Chen's body, two voices were busy communicating, but no one else could hear them.

"Old man, is what you said earlier true? Can Little Chen really come back to life?"

"Definitely, there is merit in the world, but merit is invisible and intangible. What he has done this time is equivalent to saving countless lives in the Hidden Cloud Region. It is a great merit!"

"If what you're saying is true, I won't call you an old thing anymore!"

"Just wait for a while, trust me."

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