yournovel Chapter 444 430: "No Need to Die, Senior. He's Come for the Sword.
Chapter 444 430: "No Need to Die, Senior. He's Come for the Sword.
The colossal Golden Radiance Dharma Aspect held the equally massive Vortex Daoist in a joint lock, pinning him down firmly on the Spirit Wheel.
Inside the Dharma Aspect, veins bulged on Chen Xiuxian's temples. The Golden Radiance Dharma Aspect's arms trembled slightly from the immense strain. Golden fragments were constantly being stripped from its surface and sucked into the vortex, only to reform as he gritted his teeth and held on.
The two giants tumbled and grappled on the Spirit Wheel. Every collision made the already crumbling Spirit Wheel let out a groan, as if unable to bear the load.
Cracks spiderwebbed across the Spirit Wheel's surface. Shattered components continuously broke off through the hull's fissures, dissipating into the sky.
"Girl, go now!"
An unprecedented urgency filled Chen Xiuxian's voice. His bloodshot eyes were locked on the Vortex Daoist as the Golden Radiance Dharma Aspect's arms tightened their grip.
"I... can't hold on much longer!"
As Chen Xiuxian roared, the vortex on the Vortex Daoist's body grew even more ferocious, shredding the Golden Radiance Dharma Aspect that restrained it with a Joint Technique, like a meat grinder.
Vicious gashes were constantly torn into the Dharma Aspect's surface by the vortex. Chen Xiuxian's face was deathly pale, and a trickle of blood seeped from the corner of his mouth, yet he still frantically channeled his Spiritual Power to repair the Dharma Aspect.
Each repair caused his youthful body to grow a little taller, streaks of silver to appear in his black hair, and more wrinkles to line his face. It was as if he had aged thirty years in an instant.
"It's useless—"
A crazed, triumphant look appeared on the Vortex Daoist's distorted face. His features, swirling like an eddy, glanced askance at the approaching Jiu. A thunderous sneer rumbled in his throat. "My core... No one could break it even in that era.
How could you juniors possibly—"
His wild laughter froze on his face.
Jiu approached slowly, walking on empty air. Beneath her Red Lotus Pattern mask, her eyes swirled with the crimson Lotus Eye Technique, yet they were as calm as still water.
The Silent Sword in her hand shimmered with a blinding, cold light under the sun. The blade trembled slightly, letting out a clear hum.
As she raised the longsword, the light reflecting off its edge shone directly into the center of the Vortex Daoist's suddenly constricting whirlpool-face.
Slice—!!
A sharp cry rang out like a clap of thunder!
Jiu's arms tensed, her knuckles turning white. She poured all the Spiritual Power Pei Yuhang had infused into her body into this single strike.
In that instant, the Silent Sword erupted with a blinding silver light. Wherever the blade passed, the air shrieked as if it were silk being torn apart!
Under the silver light, the pitch-black vortex was like a filthy haze meeting the scorching sun—it disintegrated layer by layer, crumbling inch by inch!
Reflected in the sword's light, a look of terror finally appeared on the Vortex Daoist's distorted face.
"No—what in the hell is this sword!"
The Vortex Daoist roared in defiance, but he could only watch helplessly as the silver blade plunged into the center of the vortex on his face.
He struggled frantically, his body twisting violently, trying to throw off the Golden Radiance Dharma Aspect pinning him down. Seeing this, a ruthless look appeared on Chen Xiuxian's face, which had aged from a youth's to that of an older man. He laughed out loud despite the blood trickling from his mouth:
"It seems you can't hold on much longer. This is your final death throe!"
He slammed his arms down. The Golden Radiance Dharma Aspect unleashed its final burst of power, locking the Vortex Daoist in place, refusing to let go even as the vortex tore it apart!
However, Jiu's body began to sway violently. Beneath her mask, her face was ashen, and blood gushed from its seams. Her arms trembled, but she still gripped the hilt tightly, forcing it down inch by inch!
"Jiu, your body can't take it anymore! Let go!" Bai Jingjing shouted from within the Silent Sword.
"No... I can still... hold on!"
"Almost there... just a little more, and I'll have pierced all the way through!"
Jiu grunted, then roared as she drove the hilt of her sword completely into the distorted vortex.
"AHH—"
Following the Vortex Daoist's terrified roar, his vortex body completely exploded.
BOOM—!!
The pitch-black body shattered like porcelain, exploding violently. Countless vortex fragments scattered in all directions, only to dissolve into nothingness in the silver light!
A furious wind swept through as the Spirit Wheel disintegrated!
Jiu's body fell like a kite with a snapped string, but at the last moment, she was caught securely by a ray of golden light.
Chen Xiuxian was panting heavily. His Dharma Aspect had dispersed, but he still forced himself to protect her. A gratified smile appeared on his aged face.
"Girl... well done."
"I won't tell Fairy Ye about you and Pei Sword Immortal. You young people can handle it yourselves."
A large corner of the mask on Jiu's face had been blown off in the explosion, revealing half of her exhausted face and bloodless lips.
Her lips trembled as she said weakly, "Heh... I suppose I should thank you then, old man."
Chen Xiuxian had Jiu drink a bottle of precious Thousand-Year Spirit Liquid to help her recover her nearly depleted Spiritual Qi.
But before he could even breathe a sigh of relief, he sensed something. His pupils contracted as he stared at the completely destroyed, falling ruins of the Spirit Wheel.
He saw the collapsed ruins of the Spirit Wheel being sucked into a single point, forming a vortex.
After devouring most of the Spirit Wheel's energy, a pitch-black point, like a miniature black hole, appeared in mid-air.
"Hahaha—you scared me to death."
"I thought your sword was specifically designed to counter my Divine Abilities. Turns out, it doesn't counter me, but the Demonic Qi inside my body!
Damn it! If I'd known, I wouldn't have devoured those Demonic Cultivators. If I hadn't been countered by that bizarre sword, the two of you would have been dead long ago!"
Having recovered a bit of her strength, Jiu heard the Vortex Daoist's words and slowly clenched her bleeding hand into a fist.
'How is that possible... I didn't kill him!'
"Girl."
An aged voice spoke.
Chen Xiuxian stepped in front of Jiu and said to her softly:
"Take the sword and return it to Pei Sword Immortal. I'll buy you time."
"You won't get the chance!"
Seeing the two of them daring to discuss their plan right in front of him, the Vortex Daoist was furious that they clearly had no respect for him!
[Devouring Starry Sky!]
In an instant, an ultimate blackness spread out rapidly from the Vortex Daoist's side in all directions, about to envelop Chen Xiuxian and Jiu in the blink of an eye.
Chen Xiuxian could see that this wasn't some Dark Attribute magic, but a supreme devouring Divine Ability. It appeared black because not even light could escape the Vortex Daoist's consumption.
When this Divine Ability was mastered, it could instantly blot out the sun and sky. No wonder he dared to call it Devouring Starry Sky!
Chen Xiuxian grunted, intending to summon the Golden Radiance Dharma Aspect once more to tear open the darkness before them and clear a path for Jiu's survival.
'These old bones of mine are already prepared to perish here and have my Dao extinguished.'
'But Jiu must live to deliver that sword into Pei Sword Immortal's hands!'
'As long as Pei Sword Immortal gets the sword, then at the very least, this Sect mission will not be a failure!'
Just as Chen Xiuxian decided to risk his life...
BZZZT—
The Silent Sword in Jiu's hand suddenly began to tremble violently.
She looked at the vibrating hilt, and her tightly pursed lips finally relaxed into a smile.
"Senior... you don't have to risk your life anymore."
"I don't need to get out of here to deliver the sword to Pei Yuhang. He's... coming to get it himself."
「The next moment.」
CRACK—!!
It was a crisp sound, like a silver vase shattering and its contents bursting forth.
The surrounding darkness was pierced by a purple Demon Blade that fell from the sky, and dazzling sunlight poured in through the shattered opening.
The Vortex Daoist stared at the Demon Blade, which was covered in cracks with its inner Spiritual essence already dissipating. He was stunned for a moment before he realized what it meant.
"That—that Sword Demon who pioneered the path of cultivating the body as a vessel... he's dead, his Dao extinguished?!"