Crossover anime/manga, immediately transmigrated after death

"I'm afraid so," Zhang Yang said directly. "I think you might have also sensed that something was wrong, otherwise you wouldn't have broken your sword."

Cheng Ling Shuang was silent for a moment: "When I unleashed that sword strike, I did notice something was wrong, but I think it was just because I felt guilty that my sword heart developed a crack."

Li Sushang looked at the "Ink Fragrance" in her hand, as if she suddenly realized: "The reason why Yang died in the dream was because the Herrscher consciousness in my sword was worried that you would discover the truth, so it entered the dream and killed you?"

Zhang Yang shrugged: "After all, it's a Herrscher core. It might only be able to do some minor tricks, but it's still very easy to manipulate the mind of an ordinary person."

At this point, he added, "But don't worry, I've already burned the 'Ink-Dyed Fragrance' in your hand clean with fire seal, and the Herrscher's thoughts inside have disappeared."

Cheng Ling Shuang frowned slightly and said, "This is just your speculation."

Zhang Yang did not refute, but simply looked at the center of the altar: "You can just ask it directly."

In the center of the altar, the gray-clad woman floating in the air suddenly opened her eyes. The whites of her eyes disappeared, her pupils dilated, and her eye sockets were filled with a purplish-red light.

Then the air began to vibrate.

The sounds came from all directions at the same time, as if dozens of people were standing in different places and speaking at the same time, their voices overlapping each other and creating a chilling resonance.

"Tsk."

The sound echoed in the courtyard.

"I should have killed you back then."

Cheng Ling Shuang's fingers twitched slightly: "It's actually... true."

Li Sushang gripped the hilt of the Xuanyuan Sword tightly: "It's you..."

“You left a trace of your consciousness in that sword.” Zhang Yang looked at the center of the altar, his tone calm. “That night you wanted to kill me in your dream. Now I’m not only alive, but I’ve also burned your consciousness out of the sword. And now you’re taking action directly in the city. It seems you’re not satisfied.”

"I wouldn't say I'm unwilling. I'm just a little surprised." The overlapping voice continued to echo: "Just a second ago you were just an ordinary person, but the next second you suddenly became incredibly powerful. Not only is the energy level in your body ridiculously high, but you also have strange powers. How did you do that?"

Zhang Yang said softly, "So now you see me as your biggest threat."

"Hehehe..." The overlapping voice continued to laugh: "No, no, I should thank you. I am very grateful to you now. You have brought the best vessel to me. Of course, there is also Lin Chaoyu. My jealousy towards her made her stop the female strategist. That's wonderful. I must write a poem of praise for her and let the whole of China thank her!"

"What?" Zhang Yang's eyes flickered, as if he wanted to ask something.

Li Sushang stepped forward, the tip of her sword pointing at the center of the altar: "Did you kill my parents?"

The overlapping sounds paused for a moment.

"Hehehe..."

It sounded like several people were laughing at the same time, some high-pitched, some low, and some like breathy sounds squeezed out from their throats.

The laughter, mixed together, was enough to send chills down your spine.

“Your mother, Qin Suying, was approached by Chi Yuan who asked her about the whereabouts of ‘Mo Ranxiang’.”

"She refused to say anything, probably because she was worried about your safety. After Chi Yuan left, I was a little worried. What if she really told someone? What if Chi Yuan really found the sword?"

"So, I burned down the Memory Sword Manor, killed your father, and killed your mother. It's very simple. It's just the same thing I did in this small town, causing a small collapse."

Li Sushang's heart calmed down at this moment, and her swordsmanship became clearer than ever before: "Is there any hope for that woman?"

She was referring to the grey-clad woman floating in the center of the altar.

Zhang Yang glanced at it: "Anyway, I can't save them..."

Li Sushang nodded.

Clang!

The sword light drew an arc in the air, piercing straight towards the center of the altar.

At the same time, the clouds in the sky finally couldn't withstand the accumulated moisture, and rain began to fall.

Da da da……

The raindrops pounded on the blue brick ground, making a dense sound, like thousands of drumsticks striking the ground at the same time.

Rainwater flowed down the eaves, pooling into a shimmering expanse in the courtyard.

Li Sushang thrust out her sword, creating a shockwave that sent raindrops flying. The Xuanyuan Sword in her hand also transformed instantly.

A chill swept over him, and his sword intent was finally complete.

The sword hilt is entirely intertwined with black and blue, with the top being as black as ink, and below it, blue patterns meander and flow, appearing and disappearing, like an undercurrent surging in a deep pool.

A rush of icy blue greeted the eye; the blade, with its icy blue base, was crystal clear, like a pool of autumn water formed from millennia-old ice. (Spirit)

The sword's surface is engraved with water ripple patterns, layered upon layered, shimmering with light as it moves, as if living water were slowly flowing within the sword.

The sword stood before me, its cold, ethereal beauty as gentle as water, yet also as resilient. (Turn)

It is like water!

Chapter Fifty-Two: There are five more like me

The rain poured down, and the raindrops pounded on the blue brick ground, splashing up a white mist.

Li Sushang stood in the rain, her clothes fluttering in the wind. But the moment the raindrops hit her, it was as if they hit an invisible layer of oil, sliding down the surface of her clothes, gathering into droplets at the edges, and dripping to the ground.

Clothes, hair, and skin are all examples of this.

She seemed to have transformed into a lotus leaf.

Raindrops fall on it and bounce off automatically, leaving no trace.

Its energy flows smoothly and smoothly, without attracting any dust or impurities.

Taking a step forward, the rain curtain in front of me seemed like a water curtain cut open by a sharp blade, splitting into two streams.

Wherever it went, the heavy rain automatically receded.

Dividing water.

Zhang Yang stood in the courtyard, soaked to the bone by the rain.

Cheng Ling Shuang casually dipped her finger in water, and just like Li Su Chang, the water would automatically avoid her.

"His qi is like a vast net, densely covering his entire body; with a casual movement, he can send people flying several feet away."

She showed the water droplets in her hand; the droplets were crystal clear, like jade.

They gathered into a ball and rolled continuously, a truly amazing feat.

Zhang Yang could see that Cheng Ling Shuang's hands were trembling slightly, trying to keep the water droplets from spreading. Her palms were truly like lotus leaves, with dense veins.

"The highest level of the Eighteen Falls with Clothes on the Body. Every inch of skin on the body, including the clothes, is trained to the point where it is as smooth as a lotus leaf, without a drop of water touching it. This is the Daoist Water Separation Realm."

She looked at Zhang Yang: "You're still a long way off."

Zhang Yang did not refute Cheng Ling Shuang's words. He was telling the truth. His current power came entirely from the power of the Godslayer and the physical body tempered by the Heart Flame. In terms of martial arts realm, he was a level below Li Su Chang and Cheng Ling Shuang.

"Yaga—"

A sharp cry came from the direction of the altar.

The gray-clad woman had completely changed. Her body was suspended in mid-air, her limbs were outstretched at an unnatural angle, and her skin was covered with purplish-black patterns. Honkai energy had formed new "meridians" within her body.

Above their heads, a purplish-red halo was slowly condensing.

A pseudo-law enforcer.

At the same time, the ground behind the altar suddenly rose up.

boom!

The soil and stone slabs were overturned from below by a tremendous force, and bricks and stones flew everywhere.

A colossal creature burst forth from the ground.

It was entirely black, shaped like a giant tiger, with wings on its back that spanned over a hundred meters. Its head was hairless and covered with a layer of dark blue scales, and its vertical pupils gleamed with a dark golden light in the torrential rain.

Qiongqi.

Emperor-class Honkai Beast.

Li Sushang gripped the "Ruoshui" sword tightly, the water ripples on its surface shimmering in the rain.

With one step, his figure soared into the sky.

Clang!

Ruoshui's sword light drew an icy blue arc in the rain, and the Flying Swallow Technique twisted in the air, like a swallow flying through the rain curtain, stabbing the pseudo-hero's head with a sword.

The pseudo-Herrscher raised his hand, and purplish-black Honkai energy condensed in his palm.

Bang!

The blast wave swept away all the surrounding rainwater.

The false healer slid backward several feet, his feet carving two deep furrows in the ground.

Li Sushang landed, her swordplay unabated, and she already delivered her second strike.

Cheng Ling Shuang stood there, watching Li Su Chang's figure weave through the rain, and said, "Two thousand years ago, there was a female swordswoman who came down from the mountain with an iron sword. She tested her sword against the world and rarely met her match."

"Her surname was Xiao, and her given name was Yun. She dressed in red, hence the world called her 'Red-Clothed.' She was like a drifting cloud, never staying in one place for long."

"Over the course of three years, her footprints covered the ancient land of China, and countless demons and bandits fell to her sword."

"Legend has it that he ascended Mount Taixu, sat in meditation for twelve years, lost his limbs, discarded his intelligence, transcended form and knowledge, and became one with the Great Void, severing the mountains and rivers with a sword called 'Ruoshui'."

Cheng Ling Shuang paused for a moment: "Xiao Yun is the founder of Taoism. Therefore, people all over the world call this martial arts realm 'the highest good is like water'."

Zhang Yang: "..."

Somewhat outrageous.

This level of martial arts doesn't contain any Honkai energy; it's achieved entirely through physical strength and energy.

When one reaches the state of "the highest good is like water," one can even walk freely on the surface of water.

"First published on 705u.com - Book Club"

Bodhidharma needed a leaf to cross the river, but this one doesn't even need a leaf anymore.

call!

The situation on the battlefield changed drastically.

With a flap of its wings, Qiongqi soared into the air, opened its mouth and spat out a ball of dark purple light, which streaked towards Li Sushang.

Li Sushang dodged to the side.

The ball of light landed on the ground, blasting open a crater a hundred meters wide, with bricks, stones, and dirt flying everywhere.

The pseudo-Herrschers simultaneously attacked, raising their hands to fire several purplish-black Honkai energy rays, sealing off Li Sushang's escape route.

"Use your heart as a sheath to nurture your sword!"

The inner power of the Taixu Sword Qi circulated within Li Sushang's body, and true energy surged along her meridians, flowing into the "Ruoshui" sword in her hand.

hum-

The sword vibrated, and the water on the ground began to swirl.

The moment she raised the sword, countless water droplets were carried into the air by her true energy, condensing behind her into one transparent water sword after another.

Hundreds and thousands.

He slashed down with his sword.

The thousands of water swords behind him poured out like a torrential rain, shooting towards the pseudo-Herrscher and Qiongqi in an overwhelming barrage.

Bang bang bang!

One sword strike after another, relentlessly.

After the water sword shattered, the rainwater reformed into a new sword shape and continued to shoot towards the target.

Li Sushang's swordplay grew faster and denser, like a storm of swords unleashed by her own hand.

The pseudo-Herrscher and Qiongqi were not to be outdone, and they continued to unleash powerful Honkai energy attacks, causing the entire sky to explode and the surrounding walls, buildings, and earth to crumble.

In just a few minutes, the two sides had exchanged thousands of moves.

Just then, a voice rang in Li Sushang's mind, like a cold needle piercing through the cracks in her skull and going straight into the depths of her brain.

"Li Sushang".

"When your mother died, she called your name."

Li Sushang's sword strike paused for a moment.