Published: March 8, 2025
“As long as I am here, who can succeed?!” The phantom spread its arms and laughed maniacally to the sky: “Who can succeed?! Even if the earth ages and the heavens fall, no one can pass through me!”
Just as he spoke, his phantom body suddenly shook and weakened slightly.
His expression changed, and he raised his hand, shouting loudly: “Go!” The spirits of Mo Tianji, Gu Duxing, and the others instantly floated away.
“Let them live outside, and you... will remain here forever!” the phantom laughed heartily.
“You don’t want to keep them here; rather, you lack the ability to do so, right?” Chu Yang’s gaze was sharp, and he noticed the weakness from before, looking at him with derision: “Your abilities end here!”
“So what if I do?” the phantom laughed wildly: “Do you think you can fight me here?!”
Chu Yang chuckled, a murderous glint in his eyes: “You say you can kill me, yet you don’t! If you could kill the generations of nine calamity sword masters, you would have done so already! Therefore, you have your limitations; you can’t kill me, only resort to tricks!”
“So you can’t kill me either!”
Chu Yang affirmed: “You also can’t kill Tianji and the others! Therefore, you can only let them go!”
“You’ve always been bluffing!”
“You have no power at all!”
“You are a worthless coward! A dog that can only bark!”
Chu Yang’s words were like knives, one after another, every word turned into a sharp blade, slicing away at the phantom's mental state.
Without mercy!
“You!” The phantom roared angrily, as if he could not be restrained, but then he suddenly laughed sinisterly: “I may not be able to do anything to you! But don’t forget, your spirit is damaged; wanting to leave this illusion, you can’t! You want to provoke me? Hahaha! You are the nine calamity sword master, and I was once a nine calamity sword master too! Do you think I’ll fall for your tricks?”
Chu Yang coldly chuckled: “If the generations of nine calamity sword masters could leave, why can’t I? Do you think I will believe you?”
The phantom laughed loudly: “But the generations of nine calamity sword masters did not have damaged spirits! And you, have lost a significant part of yours!”
Chu Yang sneered: “So what?”
The phantom laughed heartily: “So what? Hahaha... You do ask a funny question! With a damaged spirit, in the midst of the nine calamity sword’s turning point, do you still want to go out? Unless you’re dreaming!”
Chu Yang squinted, staring at him, suddenly smiling strangely: “You seem quite weak now, don’t you think?”
The phantom paused: “What do you mean?”
“Or rather, you are here just to test me.
And your divine soul power, once your test ends, will be almost depleted, won’t it?”
Chu Yang laughed: “It seems that the powerful being who sees everything will not allow you to do as you please; but why are you still here?”
The phantom hesitated: “What are you trying to say?”
Chu Yang shook his arms, suddenly stepping out from his restraints, the earlier force that had kept him immobile suddenly vanished without a trace!
All effectiveness lost.
“Although I don’t know how to escape from here, I believe my way out lies with you!” Chu Yang looked at him calmly: “Because you should not be here, yet you are!”
The phantom's expression changed drastically.
Chu Yang's words seemed contradictory, but they implied something, evoking his deepest fears!
“What do you want to do?” The phantom stepped back, hands guarding his chest, his face full of vigilance. He could feel that his power was rapidly dissipating.
Like when he had previously harmed those nine calamity sword masters.
In just a moment, the phantom became somewhat weak.
At this moment, three clangs rang out.
Suddenly, three brilliant lights appeared in the distance amidst the flowing water!
Those three segments of broken swords that followed Chu Yang came flying like shooting stars, with joyous sword cries, swooping into Chu Yang's dantian!