I am a female swordsman.

The Wandering Warrior generates profound internal energy through the mysteries of the human body, simultaneously enhancing their cultivation and nourishing their body. Therefore, the Wandering Warrior's sword energy and other abilities are all secondary transformations of internal energy. The Sword Master, on the other hand, goes to an even more extreme and radical approach, directly generating sword energy within their body, regarding themselves as the furnace of the sword, and endlessly pursuing that ultimate strike that can sever even time, space, cause and effect, and destiny!

They have similarities, but also contradictions and oppositions.

The instant her internal energy transformed into sharp sword energy, Sakura Yomi clearly felt the terror of walking on the edge of a sword, her life hanging by a thread!

This was a feeling that even Huang Quan himself hadn't noticed.

Day and night, accompanied by the incomparably sharp sword energy, it ran rampant within his body, threatening to devour him, the furnace within him, at any moment! Even if he deliberately ignored it, the pressure of death, ever-present, continued to accumulate!

"So you've been under such terrible pressure since the very first world..." Summoning the Demon Sword, merging with it, and sensing its profound mysteries.

Sakura Yomi's figure became even more ethereal, and at first glance, it seemed as if there were many overlapping phantoms on her body.

cut!!

Nothing is beyond their reach; even raging waves, towering mountains, natural disasters, man-made calamities, and life-or-death situations can be slain with a single sword strike! This is the spirit of the Imperial Swordsman! Whatever stands in their way, they possess the unwavering conviction to cut it down! Entrusting themselves to the sword, they have no regrets in this life!

'Do you see that? This is the will of a true swordsman, and it is also my initial and final will.'

Deep within his consciousness, Huang Quan revealed a proud smile. A carefree swordsman, though seemingly impressive, is inevitably limited by his own limited perspective.

My face felt cool.

When Sakura Yomi came to her senses, she found herself inexplicably shedding tears. A silent tide of emotion surged through her, overwhelming her will and soul. It was as if a fool, enduring hardship for a long, long time in the desert, had suddenly discovered that he had encountered another fool just like himself.

This is really...

"Don't even think about swaying me!!!"

With a clear, angry roar, meeting the raging, burning sky, Sakura Yomi gripped her surging, violent sword tightly. The demonic sword, riding a rainbow, soared into the heavens! Lightning, black flames, frost, and fire! Four distinct sword energies roared wildly, countless afterimages overlapping and intertwining, ultimately showing a faint tendency to converge and undergo a qualitative change. But alas, Sakura Yomi couldn't reach that point; she could only remain there!

As the sword rises, time and space tremble!

[Sword Master] Sword Skill: Slay Evil!

A magnificent sword strike rose like a rainbow, and the sword energy that I saw and heard was all about light and justice, sweeping across the path of divine punishment without mercy.

Even Sephiroth, who was hidden within the Mako energy and acted as the core of the pull, was forced out!

The scene reflected in his blue eyes was a relentless, ruthless sword aura, each strike more vicious and deadly than the last! If Sephiroth were to forcibly maintain this ability, he would have to endure the torture of being sliced ​​into a thousand pieces by evil!

Chapter 117 Disappearance

The pain of being cut into a thousand pieces is something no ordinary person can endure.

Each strike contained the sword master's deadly intent, and even before it touched Sephiroth, he could already feel a primal fear coursing through his body. Escape! Escape from here immediately! The intent infected him even before the overwhelming sword energy could penetrate, causing Sephiroth's body to experience the raw, unparalleled pain of being torn apart by the sword's sharpness!

will die.

If you forcibly maintain the Divine Punishment spell, you will die, Sephiroth.

A subtle yet undeniable truth was revealed within her will: Sakura Yomi's will had returned to its peak. The unyielding spirit of the Swordmaster, unyielding to a thousand armies or swayed by power, filled the last void of her past life. In other words, Sakura Yomi was now a genuine Awakened!

But at this point, how can we possibly back down?

Sephiroth was also an extremely arrogant guy. He admitted that Mado Yomi's power was constantly exceeding his expectations, but he never said that it had truly surpassed that limit!

Faced with the arrogant sword aura, the handsome and aloof Sephiroth's lips curled up slightly.

It's such a pity...

"The time is ripe."

The silver threads severed by the sword energy drifted down gracefully. The murderous sword energy had almost reached Sephiroth's body, but time and space seemed to freeze at that moment, halting the thousands of dangerous sword energies. The so-called time was ripe because divine punishment had arrived.

Having struggled to break free from the mire of the void, the meteorite from the material world immediately and fiercely declared its existence.

First, the millions of sword energies unleashed their devastating power, rushing towards the meteorite. However, the sheer number of sword energies had a negligible effect against the overwhelming weight of the meteorite. It wasn't that the exceptionally sharp sword energies were ineffective, but rather that after penetrating the fiery red ionized defensive layer, the damage inflicted on the meteorite's surface was extremely limited. Compared to its immense size, it was utterly ineffective.

We were still a step too late.

Holding her sword, Sakura Izumi stood proudly on the earth, gazing up at the fiery red meteorite surface. Her beautiful face was somewhat dazed, as if she wanted to express something, but the next moment, her tiny figure was engulfed by the intense red light and disappeared without a trace.

Looking down from Sephiroth's perspective, all sound vanished the instant the meteorite touched the ground.

Although the sound disappeared, a peculiar feeling of being choked and gripped by the heart rose up in my mind.

That was the panic felt in the face of divine punishment and calamity!

The earth absorbed most of the energy carried by the meteorite, causing a large section of the ground to visibly cave in. The terrifying energy from the vertical fall began to spread outwards like a tidal wave, and the vibrations penetrated deep into the earth, causing repeated tremors that triggered small earthquakes throughout Z City.

The ground directly impacted by the meteorite released almost all of its heat, and the deadly high temperature that melted gold and iron turned the contact surface into magma! It was as if hell had descended to earth, with ominous colors such as red, black, and white splashing freely, unleashing the greatest malice upon the world!

Ultimately, the air acts as a carrier, releasing sonic booms and shockwaves into the space above the hemisphere!

The solid earth could be seen surging and spreading like liquid, creating a tsunami-like scene of destruction on land. At the same time, columns of smoke and dust mixed with flames shot into the sky! Wherever the shockwave passed, whether it was human creations or unfortunate monsters, they were all shattered into tiny fragments! The shockwave sweeping in all directions kicked up more soil and debris into the sky, tearing apart anything that dared to stand in the face of divine punishment into primordial fragments!

The shockwave spread for a full two kilometers!

The vast majority of Shinra's pursuers were killed or blown away by this deadly phenomenon, with only a few managing to escape to the underground space with intact corpses. Even underground, such a powerful shockwave could kill people alive, and Shinra's abandoned laboratory was almost completely destroyed.

The rumbling sound never stopped.

The spectacled hellish scene lasted for nearly a minute before gradually subsiding.

Sephiroth's figure slowly descended from the sky.

He ignored the toxic fumes, lava, intense heat, and falling debris. He strolled leisurely across the hell he had created, his expression softening slightly from his previous rage and murderous intent.

Genesis, once Shinra's No. 1, blasted the Mountain Monster into the atmosphere with Mako energy, dismembering and destroying it, thus earning the title of "Messenger of Ashes." So, what title will Sephiroth receive today, summoning a meteor to utterly crush the traitor?

Sephiroth suddenly stopped in his tracks, his deep blue-green eyes carrying a hint of coldness.

He stared at the thick smoke that filled every inch of space, reducing visibility to zero, and spoke softly.

"Immortality?"

Mado Yomi is still alive, even after such a terrible divine punishment. This was not beyond Sephiroth's expectations. He didn't expect this technique to kill Mado Yomi outright; he only intended to injure her to create favorable conditions for his upcoming battle.

"..."

A weary figure could be vaguely seen walking deep within the thick smoke.

She didn't speak, for words were meaningless at that moment. Sephiroth summoned a barrage of meteors, nearly killing Sakura Yomi with the terrifying cosmic force. By cleverly shifting her power and hiding in a temporarily created special space, Sakura Yomi was only swept away by the aftershocks of the meteor impact.

At this moment, the tenacious vitality that the [Demon Contractor] inherited from the demons is manifested.

[Siphon] continuously draws in and converts energy, supplying it to this body. Whether it's a burst fracture of bones, a torn muscle, or severe damage to internal organs, the bright red magical energy can quickly repair the wounds when there is sufficient energy.

The special abilities from the demon Garoa were partially inherited by Yomi's body after the psychic organ transplantation and modification.

This is what is known as immortality!

In theory, as long as Huang Quan, who is in the [Demon Contract] state, is not completely killed in one go, even if only one cell remains active, she can be resurrected, at most with some memory loss.

"Ugh, cough cough!"

Sephiroth suddenly covered his mouth and coughed violently.

Strands of blood trickled down his fingers, and gruesome sword wounds began to appear on Sephiroth's body beneath his leather armor and trench coat. The sword intent that had just been pierced into his soul hadn't yet been cleared away, and upon reaching a certain distance from Sakura Yomi, it began to flare up at the sword master's command.

Chapter 118 The Sword Lies in the Enemy's Heart

If the [Psionic Organs] act on the body, significantly enhancing a particular ability, then the power of the [Mental Plague] belongs to the will, and its enhancement effect is extremely slow and weak.

As one of Shinra's major projects, the [Mind Plague] project seems to have provided little to no substantial increase in combat power; money has been poured into it without even a ripple. If one truly holds such a foolish and short-sighted view, then it proves that Yomi is unworthy of wielding this power.

Light of the soul!

In her earliest years of growth, Huang Quan underwent rigorous training to temper her will, which allowed her to come into contact with the invisible and intangible power of the mind—a power that can indeed influence reality—at an earlier and deeper level than most people.

Then a series of changes—the blessing of the Divine Song World's Heavenly Position, the guidance of the Divine Sword Liang Yue, etc.—all enabled Huang Quan's spiritual light, namely the [Sword Intent Sequence], to go higher and further.

With a spirit that both conceals and wields its edge, its will is unwavering, and it has yet to meet its match.

Upon arriving in this world, Huang Quan's research into the Light of the Soul was further deepened by the corruption and distortion of human will by the Starry Sky Evil God. Just how powerful is Huang Quan, who has built his own ark on the ocean of the Light of the Soul?

The answer is: if she wanted, she could wipe out all life on the entire planet in just one hour, evaporating the polluted River of Life along with it, leaving not a single bacterium behind. At that point, the planet could directly launch Planet Online 2.0, instead of starting over from any previous stage.

Because this sword resides in the enemy's heart.

"Look, I have a sword."

Like a lame joke, Sephiroth, covering his mouth, saw the slightly disheveled Sakura Yomi. A sword lay embedded upside down in the ground before her. A whistling wind swept across the blade, and something indescribable, a peculiar quality, seemed to emanate from the air…

Sakura Yomi seemed to be bewitched, ignoring Sephiroth and standing in front of the sword with a slightly infatuated look in her eyes.

This is not her power.

Rather, it was the light of her soul that she unleashed by borrowing the residual instinctive memories of this body. Of course, in Sakura Yomi's memories, this belonged to the [Sword Intent Sequence]. She also had her own sword intent, but compared to this, it was really pathetic and childish.

"A sword?"

Is this some new joke? Sephiroth resisted the intrusion of sword intent into his will and subconsciously glanced at the unremarkable upside-down sword. Whether it was an illusion or not, Sephiroth noticed that as he observed the sword, its light and shadow seemed to become clearer.

“That’s right, this is a sword.” Sakura Yomi deliberately emphasized the concept of a sword, her pupils like a pool of still, ancient water, with only this sword in her eyes.

Sephiroth was getting a little impatient.

He began to resist the image that Sakura Yomi emphasized, but the image in his mind became even clearer.

Is this fun?

They were clearly facing a life-or-death struggle, each wanting to kill the other in the next moment, yet here they were, doing something absurd. Impatient and slightly angry, Masamune swung his sword! A gleaming blade aura tore through the air and instantly slashed in front of Sakura Yomi!

Dust flew everywhere, and smoke filled the air.

Sakura Yomi's figure was temporarily shrouded in smoke and dust again, but strangely, the bright blade remained firmly planted upside down in the ground, unaffected by the blade's energy.

"look."

As if possessing some kind of magical power, Sakura Yomi's ethereal and chilling voice made Sephiroth momentarily lose his senses. After concealing his face, he briefly mistook the person standing there for Yomi, the Chairman of Shinra. She made Sephiroth look at the sword again, a sword that shouldn't exist.

Sephiroth suddenly remembered something.

At Shinra's research institute, he received psychological training. The researchers there told him that the imagery of words is stronger in the human brain than the value and meaning of affirmation and negation. Once the imagery enters the brain and forms a picture, it is difficult for a person to modify the picture based on commands such as "yes" or "no".

To put it simply: "Don't think of a pink elephant."

This is a very strong psychological suggestion: don't think. If you think, it's very difficult for humans to completely control their own brains. The very existence of thought dictates its uncontrollability, and this sword technique is created based on the limitations of thought.

Sephiroth frowned; he knew he was very likely under attack.

“You saw it.”