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Chapter 130 The True Sword to Slay Demons
Finally connected.

The message was sent by Lin Qing.

"The amplifier is up, can you hear me?"

Chen Xuan replied with a thumbs-up emoji, then pulled out a barcode scanner.

He first scanned the Flesh Tower, but the screen indicated it was an unrecognized item. In other words, demons couldn't be his customers. He then scanned himself to see if he could find any useful abilities in his inventory.

Wait a minute... "Fracturing and Remelting" seems to originate from their world.

Is this ability useful to them?
Chen Xuan replaced the Thousand Thoughts Sword with the Splitting and Remelting Sword, then aimed at a waving root—he discovered that these roots were actually independent of each other, and the ability did not treat them as a whole. Only when he aimed at the Flesh Tower did the cost skyrocket, requiring him to consume almost a hundred of his own power to fuse with it.

If the roots are fused separately, then it only requires a small cost, such as a piece of skin the size of a fingernail.

The problem is that there are too many roots, and if you want to integrate them all together, you'll probably have to peel off several layers of skin.

But what if you add the accompanying "Curse: Thirst for Flesh"?

Then he would become like that human centipede, with many unwanted parts sprouting from his body, and at the same time, his ability to pay the price would increase significantly.

Chen Xuan tried to swap it with the Heavenly Thunder Token.

In an instant, a strong sense of hunger surged into his heart, and his whole body seemed to be on fire. The burning pain and the craving for flesh and blood made him dizzy. When he saw the waving roots and the intestines hanging from the sky, he really wanted to go up and take a bite.

Whether it's devouring or fusing with his abilities, only by letting the flesh and blood of others flow into his body can he quell this desire!
Just then, Liu Shuyue finished riding the wind and landed in front of him with Ajiu. "The time is about right. I think we can try again."

This face...it's so delicate. Beneath the skin, so soft it seems like it could be broken with a flick of the finger, the veins are faintly visible...

And that neck, it can be strangled with one hand.

If I grabbed her shoulders right now and bit her face hard, I'd feel incredibly satisfied.

"Chen Xuan?" Liu Shuyue asked as she approached.

"No, no, this ability will steal your mind; it's impossible to use it effectively." Chen Xuan quickly stored the ability in his inventory. "...I'm fine. Are you still planning to use the Demon-Slaying True Sword?"

“If we don’t do it this way, it will be difficult to harm the great demon. Perhaps it’s not a demon I’m familiar with, but this aura is similar to that of a great demon. We must use unique magic to disrupt its spiritual energy flow in order to effectively harm it.” Liu Shuyue paused here, “And the situation is already urgent, isn’t it?”

Chen Xuan followed her gaze and looked up. The amniotic sac in the sky was almost teardrop-shaped, with a large amount of yellowish-turbid liquid and the shadow of the faintly visible heart gathered at the head of the teardrop, as if it would tear open the membrane at any moment and fall down from above.

The clouds had turned completely dark red, resembling cotton balls stained with blood. This cast a crimson shadow over the entire city, creating a somber and unsettling atmosphere.

This anxiety also affected the monks around them.

The number of casualties has increased significantly.

If initially they were merely following the Immortal Alliance's orders to restrain the roots at the edge of the pit, now, with the serious injury or death of their fellow disciples or friends, some cultivators have become bloodthirsty. However, losing their composure does not help the battle, and the number of roots waving around the pit seems to have stopped increasing.

Liu Shuyue's judgment was correct; now was the best opportunity. If they dragged it out any longer, and more cultivators were lost, fear would replace anxiety... and thus damage the morale of all participants.

“I know what you’re worried about, but I promise I won’t use up all my life force at once. Besides, as long as I have dark magic, I can always find a great demon to sacrifice myself to,” Liu Shuyue comforted him.

"Then let's give it a try." Chen Xuan was persuaded.

He instructed Xu Xuanling to relay a message to the governor, ordering the cultivators to unleash their full firepower and provide cover for Liu Shuyue's attack.

Judging from the current situation, more than half of the roots are still clustered around the flesh and blood tower, which shows that the enemy also understands the principle of not putting all their eggs in one basket.

Liu Shuyue must break through this barrier before she can possibly reach the altar. At this moment, she has already taken to the sky and is rushing towards her target.

Everyone's eyes were on her.

Now everyone knows that there is a master in the Sovereign Sect whose strength in slaying demons is unmatched.

The roots immediately sensed Liu Shuyue's approach and rushed towards her. Even some roots that were originally with the Immortal Alliance cultivators immediately turned around and chased after her from behind.

She was acutely aware that getting close was impossible—she could barely manage to dodge the roots on her own, but once she got within twenty meters of the flesh tower, she would face a combined strangulation from the intestinal veil and the roots, leaving her no room to breathe.

She had to make her move from the outside.

Just like the last time he drew his sword!
This time, however, she had prepared a Thunder Magic Demon-Slaying Array in advance—not the ineffective but harmless Heavenly Thunder, but the Purple Heaven True Thunder, each strike of which was specifically designed to target demons.

"Ah Jiu, Ah Hua, activate the formation!"

"Yes!" The two disciples infused their spiritual energy into the formation, and in an instant, hundreds of purple lightning bolts pierced through the scarlet clouds, adding a unique touch to this dark world. The lightning struck the roots, burning them into blackened charcoal sticks, and the air was filled with the stench of burnt coals.

A brief gap appeared in the enemy's defensive perimeter. Even if they could keep growing back, it would take time; at least for now, there were no roots around Liu Shuyue that could bother her.

She raised her sword and unleashed the Demon-Slaying True Sword once more.

This was the first time she had used this move twice in a very short period of time, and each time it cost the life of an ordinary cultivator!

The colorful rays of the sunset instantly illuminated the large pit beneath our feet.

Amidst the expectant gazes of the crowd, Liu Shuyue flicked her finger, and the sword light cleaved through the remaining barrier of roots and flesh, piercing straight towards the tower of flesh and blood. Bathed in the light, countless fragments of severed flesh and blood rained down from the sky like a violent storm!
The living altar suddenly changed.

All the countless wriggling arms on its exterior retracted into its body, and a large amount of chitinous substance emerged from the mixture of flesh and mud, like dense scales, covering the surface of the tower!
In the blink of an eye, it draped the soft, slippery flesh in a layer of armor that reflected a ghostly light!
Then the colorful rays of light completely engulfed it.

When the light faded, Liu Shuyue had exhausted most of her spiritual energy and, unusually, showed signs of fatigue. She wiped the fine sweat from her face and gazed in the direction of the altar.

However, the Tower of Flesh and Blood did not collapse as she had expected.

It was indeed severely damaged; a massive sword wound stretched from the canopy all the way to the middle of the tower, almost tearing it completely apart. Even its scale-like armor couldn't completely negate the damage from the Demon-Slaying True Sword. Blood gushed from the torn area, and various writhing organs were clearly visible. And amidst this grotesque mass of flesh and blood, everyone saw an eye.

It was about the size of a carriage, and had three pupils inside that were constantly jumping from side to side, as if scrutinizing everyone present.

An inexplicable fear gripped everyone's hearts.

The surrounding flesh began to merge, and arms extended from the organs, covering the eyeball and attempting to envelop it. Undoubtedly, it was regenerating; this attack hadn't completely destroyed it. Given a little more time, the Tower of Flesh would be restored to its former glory.

Liu Shuyue gritted her teeth, took out another Wind Riding Talisman, and wanted to rush over to deliver the final blow to the enemy. But the newly grown roots had already rushed over, twisting into a tight rope, and swept towards Liu Shuyue.

Normally, she would have been able to dodge that sweeping attack.

However, the massive depletion of her spiritual energy made her unsteady. She was grazed in the waist by a root as thick as an ancient tree, and the immense force sent her flying backward like a kite with a broken string. Blood spurted from her mouth!
Chen Xuan's heart jumped into his throat.

He had used up all the chances to send the customer back to the shop.

Fortunately, Liu Shuyue managed to regain her balance after tumbling several times in the air, avoiding falling headlong into the pit. Faced with the roots that kept piling up on her, reckless advancement was no longer an option. She could only clutch the wound on her waist and turn back, stumbling and landing at the edge of the pit.

Everyone had already rushed over to wait for her.

The moment she landed, Chen Xuan pulled her hand away, his brows furrowing involuntarily—a gruesome wound had appeared where Liu Shuyue had been grazed; her robes were torn open, large patches of skin peeled back, revealing the bloodied flesh beneath.

(End of this chapter)