"AHH!"
Wang Yuanxing let out a hysterical, wretched howl, seething with endless hatred and malevolence.
In the next instant, he stirred his gloomy blood light, which curled around his severed lower half and propelled it into the distance.
Having been pushed to this extent, the Wando Archipelago’s strongest figure already harbored thoughts of retreat. He had dominated the region for hundreds of years, treating others’ lives as worthless, yet he cherished his own life far more. Now, facing the risk of death, he naturally had no desire to continue fighting Shen Mo.
As for his severed Dao Body, cultivators of their caliber could not regenerate limbs, but given enough ti, reattaching severed limbs or body parts was not difficult.
What horrified Wang Yuanxing even more was that not only were there frightening remnants of sword Qi entangling his severed Dao Body, but also a strange and obscure power. This power continuously prevented him from sealing his wounds, causing his internal Blood Qi and vital essence to rapidly drain away. He urgently needed to find a safe place to neutralize the two forces lingering in his wounds.
To prevent Shen Mo from pursuing him, Wang Yuanxing cautiously prepared a asure to intercept him.
He took out an eye-shaped jade orb, flashing with a sinister light, from his Universe Bag. Aiming the orb’s "pupil" at Shen Mo, he then ford a seal and poured Mana into it, activating the power of this magic artifact.
This object was imbued with a century’s worth of resentnt and Curses he had amassed from slaughtering countless creatures, accumulated to a horrific extent. It could inflict extraordinary damage on a creature’s soul. If one were struck unprepared, not only an early-stage Spirit Sea Realm cultivator, but even soone half a step into the Golden Core Realm, would have their soul instantly shattered.
Of course, Wang Yuanxing didn’t expect this item alone to kill Shen Mo. After all, cultivators could dodge and use defensive thods; they wouldn’t foolishly allow such resentnt and Curses to strike them. He rely wanted to use this eye-shaped jade orb to hinder Shen Mo, preventing any complications during his escape.
"WOO!"
"WOO!"
"WOO!"
As its power surged, the eye-shaped jade orb was like an eye opening, casting a dark light towards Shen Mo. Accompanied by mournful, ghostly wails, tens of thousands of tragic phantoms, thick with Resentnt Qi, surged towards Shen Mo like a flood.
These were not Soul Ghosts, nor Resentful Spirits, but the lingering grievances of those slaughtered by Wang Yuanxing. Their intense desire for life before death and their endless hatred for their murderer had condensed their resentnt and Curses until they were visible to the naked eye.
Pitifully, those he tornted in life found even their deaths exploited by Wang Yuanxing. The origin power of their Flesh and Blood and souls beca nourishnt to advance his cultivation level. Their bones and corpses beca materials for him to refine magic treasures. Even their hatred and Curses against him were transford into a potent weapon for him to harm his enemies.
"Alas!"
Shen Mo sighed softly, slowly raising the Demon Slaying Sword in his hand.
Previously, if Wang Yuanxing had retreated directly, Shen Mo truly would have been helpless against him. At least, under the effects of Reverse Yin and Yang, he could only have watched as this First-Rank Priest of the Bright Sand Country escaped. To drag him out from the territory he had entrenched himself in for hundreds of years would have been a considerable undertaking later on. But he had to be clever. Despite intending to retreat, he still chose to employ an offensive tactic before fleeing... This gave Shen Mo the opportunity to use his Danger Perception to sense the crisis and correct the ’reversal deviation’ affecting his five senses and divine sense.
Of course, Wang Yuanxing couldn’t be blad for foolishness; the asures he had deployed were flawless. The fault lay in his inability to discern the effects of Danger Perception or to deduce Shen Mo’s thod for countering Reverse Yin and Yang, leading him to make such an arrangent.
"Reincarnation of the Universe!"
With a low shout, Reincarnation Sword Qi surged from the sword, sweeping back towards the torrent of resentnt and Curses. Its form was indistinct and imasurable, yet it embodied the aura of death and rebirth. Under the Reincarnation Sword Style, the vast and terrifying torrent of resentnt and Curses, like snow encountering molten magma, was instantly vaporized.
Had it been any other technique, even one as powerful as the Reincarnation Sword Style, it would not have achieved such devastatingly effortless destruction. However, these lingering resentnts and malevolent Curses of the dead, when faced with the concept of reincarnation, simply could not resist its immortal charm. For them, it ant complete death, no longer needing to suffer in the mortal realm; or to attain rebirth, to regain life and enjoy the warmth of the world once more.
For these lingering grievances of the dead, this was both liberation and a deep yearning. Of course, this was rely a clash of martial arts concepts. Never mind the resentnt and Curses released by the eye-shaped jade orb; even if they were true Resentful Spirits or wild ghosts, Shen Mo could not use the Reincarnation Sword Style to send them to true rebirth. Perhaps one day, he would be able to send souls into true reincarnation with a single sword strike.
At the mont of this "liberation," these resentful Curses not only failed to diminish the Reincarnation Sword Qi but instead elevated its power to another level.
"CRACK!"
The eye-shaped jade orb was cleaved in two by the sword Qi, instantly losing all its spiritual nature.
"PSCHT!"
With a terrified and distorted expression, Wang Yuanxing’s body, including the severed lower half he clutched, was engulfed by the Reincarnation Sword Light. In re monts, his aura transitioned from deathly stillness to vibrant vitality, and then back to lifelessness. The changes in his appearance were even more visually striking. His exposed skin instantly stiffened and beca covered in corpse spots. Then, the spots receded, and his skin beca as supple and lustrous as a newborn’s, a state that lasted but a fleeting mont before reverting to its corpse-like appearance.
"WHOOSH!"
"SQUELCH!"
Under the devastating assault of the sword Qi, Wang Yuanxing’s body was instantly riddled with holes. Dim, foul-slling Mana and True Yuan gushed out, mixed with fresh blood. Only his eyes retained a trace of life, staring fixedly at Shen Mo. They were filled with boundless hatred and venom, an expression no different from that of the ordinary mortals who had died tragically at his hands, in their final monts.
Just before his demise, his aura flared like a final, desperate resurgence of vitality. This montarily dispelled the lingering remnants of the Reincarnation Sword Intent on him. The blood frothing and gurgling from his mouth congealed before him into an eerie rune, pulsing with an ominous aura.
"POP!"
The rune exploded, and the Wando Archipelago’s strongest figure plumted from mid-air. Simultaneously, the peculiar effects of Reverse Yin and Yang vanished completely, and his five senses and divine sense returned to normal.
"WHOOSH!"
Shen Mo opened the Green Cloud Umbrella and simultaneously ford several seals, casting multiple Wall Palms with strengthening incantations. Under the protection of the Green Cloud Umbrella and the phantom of the primordial Wall Water Badger, the malevolent Spell containing Wang Yuanxing’s final Curse, which overflowed from the eerie rune, was silently intercepted. Only two layers of the Wall Palm shattered.
Just die and be done with it? How could things be so easy in this world?
A cold glint flickered in Shen Mo’s eyes. His intangible soul power, imbued with the unique fluctuations of the Soul-binding Spell, swept towards Wang Yuanxing’s corpse.
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