Oh no, I have become a character in the card pool?

Chapter 79 Sunrise
This spirit power cosplayed as a game system cannot be called a qualified plug-in.

But fortunately, within the scope of authority
It is indeed trustworthy.

"coming."

In the raging sword wind that spread for hundreds of meters, Lin Xuan's appearance and clothing changed rapidly. A black haori appeared out of thin air, and a tattered scabbard was hung around his waist.

A certain sharp aura that seemed to cut through everything suddenly appeared.

But then, the shabby clothes that emerged were like a sword being sheathed, slowly concealing the sharpness.

It did not disappear. Instead, it was like a cold blade that was sheathed. When it was unsheathed again, its sharpness was fully revealed.

Blood-stained bandages wrapped around his bruised body.

Different from Ji Shoumingyi's delicate style, he seemed like an old swordsman who had experienced many battles. In his loneliness and desolation, he revealed a strong murderous intent.

Just like the one I tried before.

A large number of uses of power frantically flooded into Lin Xuan's mind, along with a large amount of understanding of the "sword".

But Lin Xuan knew very well.

At his current level, even if he rose a little, it would be impossible for him to completely control the weight of this soul stirring.

Just like the last test, if I try my best, I will pass out within a few minutes.

This time is very short.

But - it's enough.

"Mingyi, give me the knife."

Lin Xuan suppressed the urge to think less and only want to kill people that came from the girl's body after the soul resonance. He stretched out his hand and said calmly.

".?"

The girl, whose pale face showed fear, was still stunned because she almost made another big mistake.

Then he nodded slightly.

"Yes." She handed over her only and only powerful weapon, the [Nameless Broken Sword], without hesitation.

Even if Lin Xuan wanted to use this knife to kill himself directly, Ji Shoumingyi would be willing to accept this outcome.

Rather than losing control again and hurting her most important spirit master,
She would rather die here.

I had done something wrong in the first place, and I had already prepared myself to commit suicide after he was resurrected.

If Lin Xuan is willing to do it himself, it would be the best atonement for Ji Shoumingyi.

The girl closed her eyes, her chestnut hair falling softly. She didn't look like the indifferent swordsman who had been able to come and go freely among the many contracted spirits.

She let down all her defenses, her eyelashes trembled slightly, and her indifferent expression revealed a reassuring smile.

The knife, having completed its mission, can finally meet its end.

She was satisfied.

"Don't close your eyes."

Lin Xuan sounded like a swordsman who had experienced many vicissitudes of life, and his slightly hoarse and indifferent voice rang out.

However, his voice was mixed with the youthful vigor and vitality of a young man.

He chuckled softly: "This rare sword move will be a disaster if no one witnesses it."

"Then all this grand scene I've been planning has been in vain, right?"

Ji Shoumingyi didn't understand.

But she knew that the other party asked her to open her eyes, so she opened her dark eyes that lacked highlights.

The boy's slightly longer black hair was tied up with a straw rope, and his haori fluttered in the strong wind.

The black fog left over from Huang Quan's curse surrounded them. They seemed to want to continue to escape and hide, but they were engulfed by the invisible sword wind he raised and forcibly pulled out of the shadows.

Ji Shou Ming Yi knew how to use this, it was one of the sword techniques she possessed.

"The Origin of the Sword".

When one's understanding of swords reaches a deep level, falling leaves and flying flowers can be used to hurt people, and everything can be a knife.

Even the curse of the underworld is no exception.

"It's useless to use this." The girl murmured faintly, "I've tried it just now, but I can't cut the curse with my own sword."

"I made a mistake, and it took more than a hundred years for it to eat away at me."

"I thought I was calling out to the spirit in the Styx, but in fact, it was the Styx that leaned over to me and completely inhabited my body, becoming one with my soul."

Pause for a moment.

The girl tilted her head back, as if whispering a request.

"Spirit Envoy, only by killing me can this connection be completely severed."

Lin Xuan did not respond silently. The black fog around him, which was engulfed by the sword wind he created, was like a huge whirlpool, constantly deepening and thickening.

It was as if he had created a hole between heaven and earth.

It's like a colander when a reservoir is releasing floodwater.

Even the thick darkness in the night sky began to be torn off by this brutal force!
The young man holding a knife stood in the center of the storm. The raging wind sounded like the roar of hundreds of millions of ghosts, but his expression with his eyes slightly lowered did not change at all.

A swordsman is at his most peaceful moment before he draws his sword.

Because there is no noise in the world that can compare to the mighty power accumulated in his heart. "Yes."

The boy spoke softly in a hoarse voice.

"Just like a person cannot fly by lifting his own hair, if you are alone, you certainly cannot remove the curse attached to your soul."

"And the power from others cannot reach your soul, it can only destroy your body together with it."

The wind around him was gathering, and the resentful souls were gathering, but his figure was becoming more steady and determined.

Like a small wooden stake that can pierce the heart, it stands on the ground with a human body.

Ji Shoumingyi widened her eyes slightly; the scene before her seemed familiar.

The roar of the sky became more and more violent.

That was the consciousness from Huang Quan, which placed its curse on the girl, but that core now became the rope that Lin Xuan was holding on to!

The water of the Yellow Spring River should be an endless flow. Even if people kill it day and night for a hundred years, it is impossible to find the core weakness of the huge monster.

In order to corrode the legendary swordsman, it placed this core part deep in her soul.

Thus, this "sword" also has a "hilt" that can be torn off.

Perhaps after the girl closed her heart, it had enough time to move and hide its core.

But the boy did not miss this moment of opportunity.

Choose to catch up.

Endless darkness fell from the sky and was swept up by the howling wind.

The gigantic "eyeball" was torn into pieces, and the eternal night became a roaring tide beside the two of them, the most intense yet the quietest background.

"But what if there is more than one sword in the world that can cut off the underworld?"

Lin Xuan counted down the last time he could stay awake in his mind, and slowly clasped his five fingers around the hilt of the decayed sword.

"Power" is the embodiment of the legend of the contract spirit. In the time and space that was once filled with demons and ghosts, only a lone girl created this great feat that no one has ever replicated.

Because of this, Huang Quan was willing to take the risk and bury the curse deep in his soul.

Because of this, this should have been a contradiction, completely blocking any possible lore that could have saved the game.

There will never be two swords that travel alone.

However, an outsider appeared, and an intruder appeared beside the girl who was supposed to die alone.

He put on the swordsman's attire, and with a calm and light smile, he grasped the sword that was too heavy for one person to hold.

When the tornado is concentrated to its limit.

In the sky and on the ground, with Ji Shoumingyi as the eye of the storm, the struggling curse almost became a black, vertical, and completely thick "straight line".

Lin Xuan drew out the [Nameless Broken Sword] and swung it.

The silver light flashed suddenly and silently.

Compared with the roaring and howling storm of resentful spirits, this cut was very light and silent, like using a utility knife to cut across the curled lines of a sweater.

The howling wind stopped.

It was as if everything around suddenly froze, and the wasteland suddenly became extremely quiet.

Lin Xuan, whose consciousness was on the verge of coma, felt a slight warmth on his face and subconsciously looked up at the sky.

A ray of sunlight fell on his face.

It was the familiar, normal sun that once belonged to this world.

From the fifty-four-year War Era to the ninety-seven-year Shattered Era, the sky of the [Demon Realm] was covered by a thick, dark eternal night for a century and a half.

It was as if it had been cut in half by a knife, with a huge wound in the middle that stretched to the horizon.

A long night passed.

As the bells of hundreds of city "Fuso Bell Towers" echoed, the sun slowly rose into the sky.

The warm sunlight fell on the earth, and those demons that could not be exposed to the sunlight died screaming.

Countless people looked up, and children who had never seen the sun opened their eyes wide, refusing to close them for a moment even if the sun was so bright that they cried.

They didn't know what that big fireball was, they just knew it was really warm.

the second time.

Even though this sky would eventually bridge the eternal night - this was the second time that the natural disaster-like Yellow Spring had been cut off by human power, suffering irreparable damage.

"Ha ha."

The changes in Lin Xuan's body have disappeared, and he has returned to the appearance of an ordinary person with bruises all over his body, but he still struggles and lets out a faint laugh.

Looking at the petite girl sleeping on the ground in front of him, he chuckled with difficulty.

"I said, this knife will be very handsome."

Exhausted, he closed his eyes.

Tired, he also fell down and fainted beside the girl.

[Special Mission: Remove the abnormal status of "Kill All Evils: Hime Kari Ming Yi" (completed). ]

(End of this chapter)