Borrowed Sword

Chapter 205 : "Who Said the Nascent Soul Is Immortal?"

Chapter 205: "Who Said the Nascent Soul Is Immortal?"

Ye Kongxuan's heart trembled violently.

"This body must be terrifyingly strong to endure such abuse!"

【Six Formations of the Broken Array】 truly resembled the so-called "hurting the enemy by a thousand while harming oneself by eight hundred" Seven Wounds Fist.

But the problem was—your body might only have a thousand to begin with.

Yet Chu Huaixu's physical strength... was worth several eight-hundreds!

This move was practically tailored for those who cultivated the 《Sword Refining Art》!

Ye Kongxuan had been cultivating for nearly a thousand years. Reaching the Nascent Soul Stage in such a short time was already a feat of genius.

If not for his Senior Sister setting him up, he wouldn’t have had his body destroyed, his Nascent Soul devoured, and been forced into possession and re-cultivation.

Through these long years, he had fought through many life-and-death battles.

That was simply the norm in Kunlun Grotto-Heaven—if you could kill others, others could kill you. Duels of life and death were unavoidable.

But to him, this was still the first time encountering an opponent like this!

"In the early stages of cultivation, I've seen many who didn't fear death!"

"Most of us relied on our fearlessness—to fight the heavens, the earth, and others! That’s how we climbed all the way up to higher realms!"

With status, power, and long lifespans, cultivators eventually became more attached to the mortal world—wishing to live on forever, thus fearing death and craving immortality.

But someone like Chu Huaixu—who feared neither death nor pain, knew not what fear was, and treated himself harsher than his enemies—he was witnessing such a fiend for the first time!

—He was simply too well-rounded!

Ye Kongxuan even thought, if he had been born in Kunlun Grotto-Heaven, he would’ve surely accomplished great things!

This was the kind of talent the Kunlun Sect needed!

What a pity... the two now stood on opposing sides.

The Four Symbols White Tiger Sword clashed once again with the Four Symbols Black Tortoise Sword.

The Sword Spirit of the Black Tortoise Sword was thoroughly damaged by the force of this strike!

Chu Huaixu's back was slashed by the Vermilion Bird Sword, leaving a bone-deep gash dripping with blood.

But he countered with a palm strike to Ye Kongxuan’s abdomen, then abruptly clawed forward with all five fingers—ripping a chunk of flesh from him with sheer brute force!

Immediately after, he flicked his finger, sending a droplet of the old Nascent Soul mutt’s blood flying through the air!

True Gang Qi clung to the blood and burst forward through the air.

It knocked the Azure Dragon Sword out of the sky and surged toward Ye Kongxuan’s chest!

Golden patterns suddenly appeared midair—these markings converged into a golden talisman, barely managing to block the True Gang Qi.

But clearly, this protective talisman wasn’t as powerful as the previous one.

As the talisman shattered, the residual wave of True Gang Qi pressed forward.

Ye Kongxuan, being experienced, immediately cast the 【Earth Collapse Technique】 beneath him, dropping his entire body into a deep pit to dodge the remaining force.

"Why do you have such surging spiritual energy!" he howled.

Every technique this young man used consumed a huge amount of energy.

Yet his spiritual energy seemed endless—limitless!

To be fair, a cultivator from the Xuanhuang Realm within the Origin Spirit Realm would regenerate spiritual energy many times faster than outside.

But even then—this level of consumption should have exhausted him!

Chu Huaixu deliberately began baiting for information and shouted loudly: "Because I am the Successor of the Realm Lord!"

"Ignorant brat! Spouting nonsense!" Ye Kongxuan immediately sneered coldly.

Although he didn’t elaborate further, Chu Huaixu still managed to glean something from him.

Clearly, in this Nascent Soul mutt’s understanding, the Realm Lord did exist. He just didn’t believe I was his successor.

"So what exactly is the Realm Lord?" Chu Huaixu wondered.

Truth be told, his remaining spiritual energy was nearly depleted.

He had only lasted this long thanks to Lin Zixuan swallowing a drop of his essence blood and nurturing his Soul Seed within her.

Had it not been for her generous act of "spiritual energy loan," Chu Huaixu would have already gone mana dry!

Ye Kongxuan was unsure of victory—he had no choice but to go all out.

"This body’s useless once I return anyway!" he thought.

Very soon, a familiar scene unfolded before Chu Huaixu's eyes.

"Profound Nether Blood Ignition?" he blurted out.

Ye Kongxuan's entire bloodstream seemed to boil!

This was a desperate technique that consumed one’s vitality. Chu Huaixu had once seen it used by a scarred man possessed by a Divine Soul at an Evil Cultivator altar.

"Oh? You recognize this technique?" Ye Kongxuan exclaimed, slightly surprised.

Then, realization quickly dawned on him.

If one had only heard about the technique or been briefed on it by elders, it was unlikely they could recognize it at a glance!

To identify it instantly likely meant firsthand experience!

"So... you’ve seen a Divine Soul! You’ve seen someone possessed by a Divine Soul!" Ye Kongxuan shouted, instantly connecting the dots!

His blood surged so violently that white vapor began to rise from his body.

He swung his sword with explosive force, sending Chu Huaixu flying—far stronger than any previous blow!

Landing a solid strike at last, Ye Kongxuan finally felt a bit of satisfaction and bellowed:

"Xuanhuang brat! Since you’ve seen a Divine Soul, then you should know—you cannot truly kill me!"

"Ant of the lower realm, what can you do to me!!"

"BOOM——!"

After being sent flying, Chu Huaixu crashed into one ancient tree after another.

His body was so sturdy that it withstood the impacts, snapping two giant trees in succession.

His internal organs were all damaged. He could feel blood welling up in his throat—too thick to swallow, too stubborn to spit, unbearably suffocating.

Chu Huaixu simply got up and smacked himself square in the chest—forcing the blood out in a violent cough.

"Damn! Much better!" With a flicker, he used Flying Profound and vanished.

He had just dodged aside when a flying sword stabbed down, shredding the fallen tree into dust!

Chu Huaixu’s expression darkened—the situation was grim.

He quickly assessed his left arm—it had strength for one final strike.

His right arm was recovering but not yet ready for another blow. He needed more time.

"This is a real pain!" he thought.

This was the most seriously he had ever been injured since his transmigration.

Chu Huaixu couldn't quite figure it out: "Even if Little Xu brought that Evil Sword with him, could he really beat Ye Kongxuan after he ignited his blood?"

By his own judgment, his current combat strength was no worse than the Evil Sword with just one restriction undone in 《Borrowed Sword》!

"Then... the real issue must be the Baleful Aura," he deduced using a process of elimination.