spirit walker

Chapter 1014 Going Home
【Ding! Redemption successful.】

[Identification from the Wanjie Mall: Paladin Armor, one of the administrator's privileges, a demigod-level item. Identification completed!]

[Exchange items: Paladin's Sword, Paladin's Shield, Hurricane Origin. ]

[You will gain the power of three major authority fragments, valid for two minutes, start time: 01:58:80]

[Ding, exchange completed! 】

The golden armor on Zhai Cai's body collapsed and dissipated. Then, a ray of light descended from an infinitely high place. In the light, there fell a thick brass shield, a simple cross sword, and a miniature green hurricane.

The brass shield and the straight cross sword fell into Zhai Cai's hands, and the miniature hurricane merged into his body.

In an instant, this dying body burst out with unstoppable power, like a resurrected god or an awakened beast.

The pressure he exuded alone was enough to annihilate the wolves one by one, and the illusion of the snowfield was crumbling, like a TV with a flickering screen.

Zhai Cai held a sword and shield in his hands. A gust of wind blew at the soles of his feet, lifting him up and standing in the air.

At this moment, he had completely shed his cynical and boastful demeanor. Like a true knight, he held the sword in one hand, leaning against the void, and a majestic and powerful voice burst out from his throat:

"In the name of the Knight, I declare the rules of this battle: no illusions are allowed."

The illusion of the snowfield collapsed, returning to a barren desert, with dark stars hanging quietly in the sky.

The silhouette of the Southern Phantom God was outlined in the air.

The sudden change made the Southern Phantom God feel more pressured. He did not expect that the only knight of the Holy See would have such a terrible trump card. However, as a Phantom God, he would never let his emotions control his reason.

The borrowed power has a time limit, and with the amplification of the formation, he only needs to hold out for two or three minutes and the opponent will surely die.

The Southern Phantom God immediately manipulated Zhai Cai's emotions and used language to induce her:

"Do you think you can save them by sacrificing yourself? Borrowed power is borrowed after all. It can't kill a real demigod."

"Do you think you can gain results by giving up your life? Don't be silly. Even if one of the six formations is broken, there are still five. The Lord of the Sun will surely die. You just sacrificed yourself in vain."

"You only have a few minutes. Can you really kill me? Give up. As long as you give up, I swear in the name of the demigod that I will lead your companions to the right path and make them believers of the gods. They can live."

"I admit that you are very strong now, so I am willing to compromise. This is the true meaning of your sacrifice."

These voices are the most terrifying devilish sounds in the world. They can arouse people's inner demons and bewitch their will, and deliberately target Zhai Cai's character weakness of not wanting to sacrifice.

Although Zhai Cai is a demigod, he does not have the power to suppress his emotions. He remained silent, his face showing pain, entanglement, and hesitation.

At this moment, the words of his late teacher rang in his mind: As long as you have a heart that dares to sacrifice, you can cut steel.

All the chaotic emotions disappeared, and his consciousness became clearer than ever before. Zhai Cai's majestic voice continued to announce:

"In the name of the Knight, I declare the rules of this battle: no Voiding, no Shadow Roaring, no Dream Leaping, and no Emotional Manipulation!"

I don’t know if my sacrifice is of any use. I am dying today not for my companions, nor for the Lord of the Sun, but for protection!

Protect order, protect life, in the name of knights...

The solemn and sacred brass light lit up, and rules were established in the dark!
Then, Zhai Cai stretched out his hand, aimed at the Southern School Phantom God from a distance, and raised his hand suddenly.

"Woo~"

Hurricanes rose from the ground, wrapped in wind blades, like the most terrifying reamer in the world.

The entire instance was filled with terrible hurricanes.

Seeing this, the Southern Phantom God, who was surrounded by the hurricane, had no choice but to break the rules set by the knight and use the "Nothingness" skill to make the hurricanes disappear out of thin air.

As if Zhai Cai had been waiting for this opportunity, he flew up with the Knight's Sword in hand, higher and higher, a strong light burst out in the air, and his solemn and majestic voice echoed throughout the dungeon:
"Those who violate the rules shall be beheaded!"

Raise the straight sword high and chop down with all your might!
The brass-colored sword light was like a tide or a waterfall, rumbling towards the Southern Phantom God.

The Southern Phantom God calmly moved the stars in the sky, causing them to shed endless spiritual power, which swarmed into his body.

His aura rose steadily, and high mountains appeared one after another, rivers appeared out of thin air, and forests fell from the sky, forming a vast, boundless, vibrant illusion world that swallowed up the sword light falling like a waterfall from the sky.

While trying to manipulate Zhai Cai's emotions, he found that her consciousness was as hard as the hardest iron in the world.

This is a death wish!

There is no more determined and fearless will in the world.

With a bang, the sword light tore through the illusion world, and both returned to nothingness at the same time.

"Those who violate the rules shall be beheaded!"

The second sword of the Single Knight came immediately. The first sword said "Forbidden to use nothingness", and the second sword said "Forbidden to use illusion".

The Southern School of Illusion used the same old trick again, weaving a fantasy world full of vitality, trying to swallow up the sword light.

At this time, the Three Mountain Goddesses flew straight across the sky like a golden meteor rising against the sky.

The meteor crashed into the dark celestial body, suddenly expanded, and turned into a golden sun.

The blazing sun blocked out the stars.

All of a sudden, the spiritual energy that permeated the copy dissipated, and the Southern School Phantom God seemed to have been severely cut, and his aura suddenly dropped and lost its amplification.

The brass-colored sword light, like a waterfall, broke through the illusion and engulfed the Southern Phantom God. The frail illusionist was reduced to ashes on the spot.

When the sword light subsided, the Southern Phantom God was still standing in the air intact, but in the form of his original spirit.

Zhai Cai once again issued the decree in a dignified tone:
"I declare in the name of the Knight that in this battle: it is forbidden to appear in the form of a spirit!"

The brass light spreads, and rules are established in the dark.

The Southern Phantom God emitted bursts of black smoke, as if he was suppressed by the laws, and his soul suffered a blow and almost collapsed.

First he was burned by the flames of the Red Sun Executioner, and then he was pierced twice by the Demon-Subduing Pestle. His condition was already not good, and without the amplification of the formation, his spirit was already weak.

Fortunately, this force failed to kill him and gradually subsided.

However, Zhai Cai took advantage of this to gain the rule amplification, his aura surged, and he took a step forward to launch a punishment:

"Violators will be beheaded!"

With a sword slashing down, the brilliant sword light cut the soul of the Southern Phantom God in an unavoidable manner.

This is different from the previous attack on the physical body. This time it is aimed at the soul. The knight's "punishment" is a rule. If the opponent is a physical body, the sword light will be aimed at the physical body.

If the opponent is a soul, kill the soul!

Punishment will inevitably come, no matter what form it takes.

The original spirit of the Southern Illusion God melted in the brass sword light. This powerful man who had been dominating for sixty years, the pinnacle of the illusionist profession, finally lost control of himself and let out a shrill, unwilling roar.

A black crystal fell from the sky.

The crystals continuously emitted gray energy substances that filled the air, forming scenes of illusions, including deserts, snowfields, forests, mountains, steel cities...

This is a demigod item.

A phantom god has completely perished.

The Lady of Sandaoshan left the dark star, a look of relief appeared on her cold face, and she looked at the single knight.

Jiang Yu'er and Xiahou Aotian also stared silently at the knight standing in the air, with some sadness in their eyes, as if they were waiting for a certain moment to come.

Zhai Cai exhaled forcefully, like a traveler who had finally reached the end of a long journey. Then, he looked down at Xiahou Aotian and gave his signature sneer:

"See? This is the protagonist!"

Xiahou Aotian felt a lump in his throat and was about to speak when he saw Zhai Cai's body disintegrate and turn into ashes.

……

Sheep formation.

The moment the head was separated from the neck, the King of Evil Eyes, with his body burning in flames, suddenly pounced towards the King of Fear.

Deathly counterattack!

The Lord of Terror calmly stepped back and held out the Flaming Sword.

"puff!"

The flaming sword pierced into Demon Eye's body, and this was exactly what he wanted.

The Demon Eye King stretched out his four remaining arms, firmly grasping the Liang Yi Demon Blade and the Xuan Shui Feng Lei Sword, and the half-carbonized arm muscles bulged.

With two "crackling" sounds, the Liang Yi Demon Blade and the Xuan Shui Feng Lei Sword broke at the same time.

The King of Fear kicked the King of Evil Eyes away, and he turned into a black shadow and disappeared at the end of the horizon.

The body, which had already been riddled with holes, fell heavily to the ground and never stood up again.

The head of the Demon Eye, which was held by the King of Fear, opened its mouth and uttered a hoarse and low voice:

"My mission is accomplished!"

Then, the head began to disintegrate at the cellular level, dissolving bit by bit into a foul-smelling black substance.

The time limit of the devil's will has expired!

The price of using this power is eternity! What is eternity?

Death is eternity.

In a trance, the King of Evil Eyes returned to the orphanage in the north. The children ran over and surrounded him with laughter.

He saw Yuanshi Tianzun outside the crowd.

He said sadly: "I'm sorry, I tried my best..."

Yuanshi Tianzun smiled and said, "You have done a good job. Leave the task of cleansing the world to me. This is our belief! Demon Eye, it's time for you to go home."

Go home? The Demon Eye King turned around and saw the lonely building standing in the ruins. He saw a young couple standing outside the building. They were smiling, just like when they first met in the orphanage.

The Demon Eye King looked around in astonishment and found that he had turned into that somewhat withdrawn child again.

"Are you back?" The woman smiled lovingly.

At this moment, my chest seemed to be filled with something and tears welled up in my eyes.

The King of Demon Eyes ran towards them eagerly, and running through the ruins in front of the door felt like running through a long period of time.

He threw himself into his mother's arms.

Mom and Dad, I'm home...

The head of the Demon Eye King completely dissolved.

……

"And my mission has just begun!"

Between heaven and earth, sword light suddenly appeared!

The King of Fear's hair stood on end, and he felt a huge sense of crisis. Without thinking, he instinctively wanted to control the Liang Yi Demon Blade and the Xuan Shui Feng Lei Sword, only to remember that the two swords had been broken by the King of Demon Eyes.

It turned out that the final counterattack of the Demon Eye King was paving the way for Fu Qingyang. With Fu Qingyang's status, he could not avoid or resolve the power of the two rule-based props.

As long as he has the two swords in his hands, Fu Qingyang is like a fish on the chopping board.

In a hurry, the King of Fear twisted his tired body and used all eight weapons to strike back at the same time!

"Ding!"

The sharp sound of metal collision tore the eardrums, and the eight weapons hit not weapons but sword fingers.

Fu Qingyang appeared behind him at some point, using his fingers as swords and attacking him from behind.

The sword energy gushing out from the sword finger collided with the eight weapons, forming two arc-shaped air boundaries, and light and air waves boiled and flashed at the contact points.

After blocking Fu Qingyang's sneak attack, the King of Fear felt relieved, his belly button opened and closed, he spoke in human language, and said with a smile:
"Why, do you think you can be the fisherman while the snipe and the clam are fighting? Even if I am weak, I am still a demigod after all."

While speaking, he was somewhat surprised. Through contact, he found that Fu Qingyang's sword finger was not as powerful as he had imagined, which should not have made his hair stand on end.

"It's just the opening move!" Fu Qingyang had a blank expression on his face. The strong wind blew his hair, and his short ponytail flew wildly. His black hair turned white, and in the blink of an eye, his hair was full of white.

The sword energy spurting out from the fingertips instantly increased several times, and the light and air waves boiled even more violently.

The sword energy advanced one foot forward, and under the attack of eight weapons, it pierced three inches into the chest of the King of Fear.

"This sword, neither too early nor too late, is just the right amount to kill you!" Fu Qingyang was waiting for this moment.

The sword move that burns one's life span cannot kill the King of Fear if used too early. If used too late, his injuries will recover and he will be even more unable to be killed.

A shrill scream burst out from the throat of the King of Fear. The sword energy seemed to be poisoned, making his soul feel as if it was hit by a sword, and the pain was far greater than that of his flesh.

The King of Fear's feet sank into the sand, his knees slightly bent, and his body leaned forward in a wrestling posture, barely preventing his eight weapons from being shattered by the terrifying sword energy.

The reason why he didn't retreat or dodge was because Fu Qingyang's sword seemed motionless, but it was actually extremely fast. Once he gave up the struggle, he would be pierced instantly.

The King of Fear had no energy left to use his little strength to defeat a great enemy at this moment. Even with all his might, he could only barely fight back.

At this moment, the fear in the King of Fear's heart quietly grew. He felt threatened, a powerful threat, from the sword energy that Fu Qingyang burst out.

"Burn your lifespan..." The King of Fear looked at the white-haired Fu Qingyang and cracked his lips with difficulty, "Fu Qingyang, you are a paranoid person. You are also paranoid in sword practice. Only you can study this unorthodox sword method!"

His muscles bulged and his veins were like earthworms. His eight arms half clamped and half blocked the sword energy, pushing Fu Qingyang's sword energy out little by little.

Fu Qingyang said coldly: "For people like you and Fu Qingxuan who are extremely talented, there are many ways to strengthen themselves, but for me, only by risking everything can I reach the pinnacle!

"I just chose the dumbest path that none of you would take."

After saying this, his plump skin instantly became loose, wrinkled, and covered with age spots.

His body quickly withered away, like an old man at the end of his life.

Brilliant sword light gushed out from his fingertips, and the sword energy was like a high-pressure water gun, piercing through the chest of the King of Fear in an instant and spreading for dozens of miles behind him.

This noble young man from a prominent family ignited his pride and life span, transforming them into an extremely sharp sword.

A large, transparent hole appeared on the chest of the King of Fear. The most fatal part was the soul. The sword energy, which contained the power of shock and destruction, destroyed his soul.

The King of Fear let out a shrill roar, and the soul in his body was quickly annihilated.

But before that, Fu Qingyang's life had come to an end. He lowered his head and looked deeply at the traces left after the Demon Eye King disappeared, and a trace of sadness flashed in his eyes.

He raised his gradually dimming eyes and looked towards the blood-red sky. His gaze seemed to penetrate the void and look towards somewhere.

He loosened his clenched left hand, and a yellow talisman paper fell down, on which was written:

Except for your body covered in three feet of snow, who in the world is worthy of wearing white clothes!
Throughout his life, he went from the bottom to the top, from being extraordinary to being the master, and experienced the ultimate honor and disgrace, but he never backed down!
Fu Qingyang closed his eyes calmly!

……

Main formation!

Just as it was about to fall into the black hole, suddenly, the entire copy shook violently, and the terrifying vortex of suction weakened at a speed visible to the naked eye.

At the same time, Jinwu, who was trapped in the black hole and unable to escape, reestablished contact with the origin of the sun.

Zhang Yuanqing suddenly raised his head and looked towards the sky, as if he felt something, and a trace of sadness flashed in his eyes.

He immediately suppressed his emotions and shouted, "Come back!"

The Golden Crow cried and broke free from the black hole, returning to its origin as the sun.

"Xingchen, the offense and defense have changed!" The sun above Zhang Yuanqing's head burst into a strong golden light.

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PS: typos should be corrected first and then corrected.

(End of this chapter)