Genshin Impact: Pool Character, Nirvana of the Demon God

Lightly rode outside the village.

Jun Bai flapped his flaming wings and came in front of the demon shadow. Without saying a word, he picked up the red shadow and attacked with the sword.

The demon shadow changed its form, and a red shadow passed across his waist, but did not cause any damage.

"Phemix, your mind is in turmoil."

This familiar tone made Jun Bai dream back to the Dream Demon who was still alive a hundred years ago.

Today's memories are no longer as crazy as before, but more like... the revival of the dream demon.

"A centipede will not die without being stiffened." Jun Bai's face darkened. He picked up the red shadow and went forward to fight with the demon shadow. "You were also the one who created the monster three years ago, right?"

Mo Ying resisted Jun Bai's attack and said in a joking tone: "Three years ago~Oh-it turned out to be that one. Of course it was me."

"It was me three years ago, and it is still me now. All of this is because you failed to completely eradicate me, leaving me with a lingering memory~"

"Phemix, listen to the wailing of those mortals. It's all because of you."

"A hundred years ago, you had the power to protect Guiliji, but now you are powerless in Qingce Village!"

"Your time has passed. Your destiny is to return to the earth veins together with the foolish people under your command! Poor demon god!" The demon shadow clenched his fists and fell towards Jun Bai.

Jun Bai clenched the red shadow tightly to resist the punch.

His feet continued to sink deeper into the ground, and then he suddenly exerted force to push away the demon's hands.

"I can protect Guiliji, so I can naturally protect Qingce Manor! The monsters outside are controlled by you because of your power, so I just need to defeat you like I did a hundred years ago."

"I will protect everything just like I did a hundred years ago, even if it means sacrificing my life again!"

Jun Bai's eyes were firm, and he was not shaken by Mo Ying's words.

If he was really shaken by this, it would be exactly what the Demon Shadow wants.

Attacking the heart is the best way. This was one of the little tricks that the Dream Demon used when he was alive.

Once the state of mind is shaken, it will be controlled by the power of dreams. This is why, under normal circumstances, no demon dared to provoke the Dream Demon God of medium or lower strength.

If you are not careful, you might turn from a chess player into a chess piece on the chessboard. Which demon god would want that?

It's a pity that he met Phemix back then, otherwise the Dream Demon would not have fallen at the beginning of the Demon War.

Back then, Phemix would not be shaken by His words, and could even use language to "truly hurt" the Dream Demon. The same is true for Jun Bai now.

"I hate your attitude. You were born a demon god, but you consider a group of ants more important than anything else!"

The Phantom shows signs of losing control.

"Then you should return to the earth vein with this disgusting thing just like you did a hundred years ago, and never show up again!"

Jun Bai's body was surrounded by flames, and the red shadow in his hand attacked the evil shadow like a spirit snake.

Suddenly, the demon shadow returned to its state before the battle, and a ferocious smile appeared. If it were replaced with human facial features, the corners of the smile would go straight up to the ears.

"It's not me who has to go back to the leyline. It's you!"

"Phemix, you've fallen into a trap!"

Jun Bai slashed the demon shadow with his sword, but in the end, not even a scar was left.

The demonic shadow appeared behind Jun Bai. This was the second demon god's legacy. The two demon god's legacy were sandwiched from both sides, putting Jun Bai in a desperate situation.

"Go to the leyline and say hello to the main body for us."

The two demon gods' memories spoke in unison, their hands turned into sickles and slashed towards Jun Bai.

Jun Bai reacted and tried to defend himself.

However, a sword can only block attacks from one direction. This is why Phemix was pierced through the body by the spear in the hands of the Five Yakshas.

In desperation, Jun Bai chose to gamble.

The flaming wings spread out to protect the rear, and the red shadow rose up to defend the front.

Clang——

Ding--

Two completely different sounds of metal colliding were heard. Jun Bai widened his eyes and looked behind him.

Jun Moli held a blue and white sword in his hand, stood behind Jun Bai, and blocked the attack from behind for Jun Bai.

"Brother, did you succeed?"

"Yeah." Jun Moli nodded, then said: "Sorry, Third Brother, I'm late."

"No, it's time..." Jun Bai raised the corner of his mouth, holding Chi Ying and slowly exerting force, "Just right!"

The sickle was pushed away by the sword, and the two brothers stood back to back, each facing a demon's remnant.

He has white hair, red eyes, wings on his back, and holds a red chain sword in his hand.

He has black hair and black eyes, a tall figure, and holds a blue and white magic sword in his hand.

"Just a mortal..." x2

"Do you think you can change the ending?" x2

The two demon gods' thoughts roared and gathered together, then transformed into a dark field that enveloped the two of them.

A tide of attacks came from all directions, each carrying the aura of the demon's remnants.

However, Jun Bai and Jun Moli maintained their back-to-back formation without even communicating with each other, resisting the attacks of the Demon God's Relics.

Attacks from all directions besieged the two, but the defense of the two people standing back to back was impenetrable, and no attack could break through their defense.

The tacit understanding and skills were fully demonstrated in this offensive and defensive battle.

……

Not long ago, in the Jun family’s basement.

Seeing that he couldn't pull out the last bit of the sword, Jun Moli suddenly laughed out loud.

People will laugh when certain emotions reach their extreme. Jun Moli is now extremely disappointed.

He loosened his grip, and the sword sheathed itself.

"When Emperor Gaozu cast you, didn't he ever think that someone could pull you out?"

"The best swordsman in the world? How good does one have to be to be considered the best? Who can say that they are truly the best in the world? You?"

Jun Moli seemed to be talking to himself, but also seemed to be having a conversation with the sword in the scabbard.

"No one can ever become the best in the world, because there will always be someone who comes after you and surpasses you. Even if there really is one... the best in the world doesn't need a sword to prove himself."

"It was my father's wish to pull you out, not mine, so I cannot let the Eye of God left by my father shine again."

"Similarly, I, whose desire is not in the way of swordsmanship, have no way to pull you out. Because I don't have the confidence that a swordsman has."

"How can you be considered the best swordsman in the world without the confidence that you are the best in the world?"

"Honestly, if I didn't need your strength, I wouldn't try to pull you out again after trying it before. Because I know I can't do it."

"I don't have the confidence as a swordsman."

"but now……"

Jun Moli's eyes were red: "My brother needs me to help him now."

"He is fighting against the demon's remnant, so..."

"I need your strength. I'll give you one last chance, or you'll never have a chance to be born again!"

"This is not a request, this is an order!"

Jun Moli roared, then drew his sword again.

Clang——

The sword light flashed across the room like a pool of autumn water.

On the sword, the words "Chengxiao" are clearly visible.

The world's number one sword, Chengxiao Sword, which no one had ever seen since it was forged, was born.

A light female voice sounded: "He doesn't have the confidence that a top player should have, but he has the courage to treat ten thousand swords as weapons. This is also a way to be the top player in the world."

Jun Moli chuckled and said, "A sword is a weapon, and weapons are meant to be used in your hands."

"If you take the sword too seriously, or even take it to heart, is it the man controlling the sword, or the sword controlling the man?"

"That's right, Cheng Xiao, I meet the Sword Master."