Divine Seal: From a Heavy Sword to Slicing Through the Holy Demon Continent

Chapter 123 Transformed into an Asura, a Real-Life Little Madman

Saint Moon felt a little numb.

Looking at Long Haoyu's change, he felt a sense of unease.

Without making any further moves, after a moment of contemplation, a gray short sword appeared behind him.

Then, he exuded a sharp aura, as if he were on a battlefield and about to attack the demons.

Han Qian's eyebrows twitched slightly, and she couldn't help but say, "Palace Master, is Palace Master Saint Moon getting serious?"

Yang Haohan hummed in agreement and said, "I guess Haoyu's current behavior is making him feel uneasy."

"However, even though he seemed to be serious, this old guy still held back a bit, otherwise he could have instantly killed Haoyu."

Answering Han Qian's questions, Yang Haohan also focused much of his attention on Long Haoyu, who was currently in the dark green ghost realm.

For some reason, he felt a sense of unease and murmured to himself, "It seems that Haoyu's move might really be quite extraordinary."

"Such a crazy spirit is something I have never seen in any other knight before, not even when Xingyu was at his most spirited."

"I really don't know if this situation is good or bad for Haoyu, but I think Shengyue will have a hard time dealing with this move."

Will dealing with Holy Moon be a bit tricky?

Sheng Yue was extremely unhappy and couldn't help but turn around and glare at Yang Haohan and Han Qian: "Old man Yang, what kind of nonsense are you spouting?"

"I am a dignified ninth-level hero, dealing with a fifth-level brat and you call it troublesome? Who are you looking down on?"

Responding irritably to Yang Haohan's words, Sheng Yue regained her composure and continued to look at Long Haoyu, who was becoming increasingly frantic in the dark green ghost realm.

"Do you really think I'm no longer capable?"

"What kind of joke is this? If I don't show my power, you'll really think I'm a pushover."

With a childlike spirit, Sheng Yue murmured and stopped talking nonsense, staring at Long Haoyu and said, "That little fellow named Long Haoyu, I'm ready. You can make your move now."

Long Haoyu tilted his head, looking exactly the same as he had during the assessment.

The only difference is that last time I entered this state unconsciously, while this time I entered it intentionally.

Despite the disparity between them, he was still able to maintain a clear mind and was not truly controlled by madness.

But despite his clear-headedness, he still enjoyed his current state. Being in such a ghostly place made him truly feel alive.

The fighting spirit dormant within him was also awakened at this moment, constantly urging him to quickly engage in a thrilling battle.

"Then, Lord Holy Moon, I'm attacking!"

Long Haoyu's expression changed completely as he consciously suppressed his current lucidity.

At this moment, he was the weakest among those present. He was not worried that suppressing his conscious mind would cause uncontrollable consequences, making it a perfect opportunity to test the ultimate power of his Asura transformation.

The reason why Sheng Yue and the others appeared here at this time was to truly understand the ultimate potential of his Six Paths Spirit Furnace, which perfectly aligned with his thoughts.

With this transformation, the murderous aura emanating from him became incredibly thick, and the Holy Moon in his sight no longer seemed to be the master of the Assassin Temple, but a true enemy.

Saint Moon noticed these changes in Long Haoyu, waved her hand to grab the gray short sword behind her, and began to surge with her own spiritual power.

In an instant, a sword aura formed from spiritual energy adhered to the gray short sword, extending its length to a certain extent.

Both were nearing their limits in their preparations, and Long Haoyu, having completely transformed into a demon, acted entirely on instinct.

Without much hesitation, the crazed twin eyes watched as Saint Moon completed her preparations and immediately launched an instinctive attack.

Unlike the grand and majestic style of the Human Path, or the magnificent and stunning Brahma Three Forms, it only features the most primitive sword swings and slashes.

In a fleeting moment of beauty, Long Haoyu moved closer to Sheng Yue, raised his sword Wufeng high, and swung it down at her.

"Hey, you're really not going to hold back, kid!" Saint Moon chuckled, brandishing her short sword as she stepped forward to meet him.

Normally, assassins wouldn't engage in direct confrontation, but Long Haoyu is only at the fifth rank, so he doesn't need to actually launch a sneak attack like an assassin.

The gray short sword collided with the bladeless blade, and the sword energy swirling around the gray short sword trembled slightly upon contact with the bladeless blade.

Long Haoyu did not maintain the sword-slashing posture indefinitely. After the sword fell, he pushed off with his feet and slid to the side of Sheng Yue. Wu Feng slashed down again, but it was not a real slash.

Just as it was halfway through its slash, it suddenly stopped in mid-air, and then attacked the Holy Moon with a horizontal slash.

Saint Moon's lips twitched slightly, and she calmly moved the gray short sword in front of her to block Long Haoyu's sudden attack.

Once again stopped, Long Haoyu began his next move, constantly shifting his body.

Each movement was accompanied by a slash, and all the angles that would allow Long Haoyu to take the initiative were found at this moment.

"This move is definitely different from the one before!"

"This kid feels like a tireless machine now."

"Could this so-called 'body transforming into an Asura' be what allows the user to reach this mysterious and boundless state of energy?"

"If that's all there is to it, then isn't this move somewhat inferior to the one we just saw in the human world?"

Saint Moon was a little confused. He had witnessed the entire move in the mortal realm just now, and he was quite amazed by it.

However, at this moment, the move of transforming into an Asura did not seem particularly impressive to him, and he even felt that the move was somewhat useless.

Aside from a genuine sense of madness, he didn't really feel anything else at that moment.

"If that's the case, then this move might just be so-so."

"That should be enough to stop that little guy Long Haoyu."

Saint Moon whispered again, watching Long Haoyu who was about to slash at her again, and her body turned into a blur and appeared behind him.

Instead of using his short sword, he kicked Long Haoyu directly in the buttocks, driven by intense personal resentment.

Long Haoyu had his back to Sheng Yue, and he was directly in front of her, but he still clearly felt the kick that Sheng Yue was about to deliver.

Although the movement of sheathing the sword was still smooth, he was still unable to turn around and slash backward again immediately.

Driven by instinct, Long Haoyu's eyes blazed with even greater madness, much to the astonishment of Sheng Yue, Han Qian, and Yang Haohan.

Long Haoyu suddenly thrust Wufeng towards himself, and Wufeng, clinging to the clothes at his waist, met the oncoming kick.

The clothes were torn by the blade, and even part of the skin around the waist was scraped, leaving a bloody mark.

Seeing this, Sheng Yue could no longer continue kicking. He was certain that if he kicked, he would also have a close encounter with Wu Feng.

When that time comes, although it won't mean that his leg will be completely useless, he will definitely have to play the role of a lame assassin for a long time afterward.

Saint Moon dared not even imagine such a scene, and quickly withdrew her kick, intending to stop Long Haoyu in another way.

But before his real idea could be put into practice, his gaze was suddenly drawn to the wound on Long Haoyu's waist that Wu Feng had grazed.

Based on the extent of the wound that Wu Feng just grazed, although it wasn't a major injury, it will definitely take some time to heal.

But at this moment, he could see with his own eyes that the wound on Long Haoyu's waist began to writhe.

The torn skin healed instantly, leaving only traces of blood, as if it had never existed.

Chapter 124 Yang Haohan's Special Treatment, Sheng Yue, Shut Up!

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This recovery ability is so abnormal?

Saint Moon was genuinely astonished and stood frozen in place.

Looking at the wound that had healed in an instant, he began to question the meaning of life.

Yang Haohan and Han Qian, who had been closely following the test, shared the same shock as him.

Both of their pupils contracted slightly as they watched the wound heal in an instant. As guardian knights, they knew exactly what this meant.

"The Asura Path, transforming into an Asura?"

"Is this what it means to attack tirelessly, like a demon?"

"And then, combined with such recovery abilities, they can spare no effort to achieve victory in battle?"

Yang Haohan analyzed the situation thoughtfully, and his worries deepened as he observed Long Haoyu's behavior.

Such a willingness to go to any lengths, even ignoring injuries sustained during an attack, is not a good sign.

"Palace Master, is it possible for Haoyu to recover naturally from this state?"

"Or does he need to wait until the power granted by this move is completely exhausted before he recovers?"

Han Qian asked with a worried expression. He shared the same concerns as Yang Haohan and was particularly concerned about Long Haoyu's current situation.

Yang Haohan did not answer, but quietly watched Long Haoyu's situation, his gaze instantly exchanging with Sheng Yue's.

Sheng Yue understood Yang Haohan's meaning and nodded in agreement: "Then I'll knock this kid out first!"

"At least until we figure out the specifics of the Six Paths Spirit Furnace, we can't let this little guy continue to go on like this."

As Sheng Yue spoke, she began to raise her own aura, no longer maintaining the same level of strength as Long Haoyu.

As the atmosphere changed, Long Haoyu's instincts were suppressed, the madness in his eyes began to fade, and the dark green ghostly aura almost vanished in an instant.

“Lord of the Holy Moon Palace, there’s no need to knock the boy unconscious.”

“The Asura Path, where the body transforms into an Asura, allows me to control it freely, and the situation my master just described will not occur.”

Long Haoyu replied in a deep voice. He didn't want to end up being knocked unconscious by Sheng Yue; that would be incredibly embarrassing.

Saint Moon stared wide-eyed at Long Haoyu, who had suddenly recovered, her expression turning quite strange.

I've already prepared everything, and you suddenly get better. Does that mean I've been preparing for nothing?

"Are you sure it's recovered?" Saint Moon asked uncertainly.

Long Haoyu replied, "It's back to normal. I can freely control whether or not I enter this state."

Having received a definite answer, Saint Moon dissipated all her aura and had no intention of continuing to attack.

"Judging from how you were just now, I thought you were completely lost in it. It'll be good that you've recovered," Sheng Yue said calmly.

Long Haoyu bowed and apologized, "Lord Saint Moon Palace, I deliberately suppressed my conscious mind briefly just now to test the maximum effectiveness of my transformation into Asura."

"Including that last move, it was also intentional on my part, because that way I could end the fight as quickly as possible and neutralize your move that you were trying to use to kick my butt."

Sheng Yue: “…”

This kid is indeed a complete madman.