Chương 218: War God’s — Chapter 219 - The Body Dies, But the Will Does Not Fade; The Lingering Ambition Carries

Bai Xingyun wanted to stop him, but Wang Xian slipped past like an eel, sliding right by his side.

"Come on, you two, block him!" Bai Xingyun looked at Yan Zhaoxue, flustered.

"President Yan, this is no joke!" Yan Zhaoxue opened her mouth, hesitating. Watching Wang Xian's retreating figure, she gripped her spear tight.

"Actually, giving it a try might not be a bad thing."

"I also feel like this junior might actually have a solution?" Sister Social Security coughed, her gaze flickering. Bai Xingyun thought they'd gone crazy. Not a bad thing? One wrong move and someone could die! At the same time. The giant sword surged like a tide. The instant Wang Xian stepped out, the sword shadow came slashing down. The others' scalps tingled. Yet Wang Xian merely took a deep breath. His body vanished. Several sword shadows folded into existence within the space. Nine-Flash Sword Trace!

Barely dodging that ferocious strike.

"Come on over here!" Wang Xian's figure shifted in the air, his gaze locked onto that massive Sword Remnant Ghost. He hadn't even switched to the Demon Blade. Still using that grade-one sword weapon. The reason was simple. He had no intention of going head-to-head with this Sword Remnant Ghost. The massive bone sword seemed to awaken fully. Excited flames danced in the swordsman's eye sockets, locking onto Wang Xian instantly. The giant sword swordsman's cloak stirred without wind.

Beneath the decaying facial skin, dark gold skeletal radiance faintly flickered.

'So this is an inner disciple of the Tianzhe Sword Sect who cultivated the Mysterious Gold Sword Bone.'

'Truly formidable.' Wang Xian smiled slightly. Just as expected. Fully awakened, huh? At the same time.

"What's going on? Why is it that the moment the junior stepped up, this Sword Remnant Ghost seems to have gone all out?" Bai Xingyun, who'd intended to step forward and help, halted as overwhelming pressure surged over him. He looked at the strange bones hidden beneath the rotting flesh, still flickering with pale golden light. Sharp to the extreme.

"It seems... it's been truly enraged?" Sister Social Security said quietly.

"Only, why? When Little Swallow went up and took a direct hit, it wasn't enraged. Wang Xian hasn't even exchanged moves with it yet. He just used the Phantom Shadow Seven-Fold Step from the Phantom Shadow Sword Art to move out. How could that..."

"Junior Wang should be able to stall it for a while."

"First, let's rescue Su Li from up ahead." Yan Zhaoxue's expression remained unchanged, her voice calm. Enjoying this book? Seek out the original to ensure the author gets credit. The other two quickly nodded, keeping one eye on the battlefield while moving toward Su Li. At the same time. The giant sword swordsman stepped forward. Its powerful sword aura locked down the entire surrounding area in an instant. The bone sword began to flicker in and out of visibility. Its figure shifted abruptly and vanished.

The three moving figures felt their scalps tingle instantly.

"What is this..."

"This seems to be..."

"Phantom Shadow Sword Art? This Sword Remnant Ghost actually knows the Phantom Shadow Sword Art!" Bai Xingyun's entire body trembled. Knowing a high-level sword technique was one thing, but it knew this sword art too? In a sense, this sword art was even more troublesome than a high-level sword technique. With a high-level sword technique, you could at least take a direct hit.

But with the Phantom Shadow Sword Art, just the single move Nine-Flash Sword Trace, faced with a massive gap in strength, how many flashes could you take? Forget Wang Xian. Even if the few of them combined, they probably... Sword shadows instantly filled the arena. Yet, strangely. Two sword shadows, like two swimming dragons, intertwined across the battlefield but never collided. Only the occasional flash of a sword gleam erupted, sending powerful sword qi rippling outward like waves.

"No, no, no!" Bai Xingyun's gaze locked onto the battlefield.

"What exactly is going on with this Sword Remnant Ghost? It's clearly using the Phantom Shadow Sword Art, so why doesn't it seem to be attacking Junior Wang?"

"This is..."

"This is..." He had a vague feeling. But thinking about it, it felt utterly absurd.

"You mean to say..." Yan Zhaoxue took a deep breath.

"This Sword Remnant Ghost seems to regard Junior Wang as one of its own kind? It's... sparring?"

"Not sparring. It's seeking the Dao through the sword." Bai Xingyun lowered his voice.

"Too bizarre. What exactly is this humanoid alien beast? The Phantom Shadow Sword Art is something very few martial artists outside can master."

"......" They watched intently. Gradually understanding. The two sides' Phantom Shadow Sword Art was clearly almost evenly matched. In fact, in terms of footwork variations, Junior Wang even had a slight edge. Several times he gained the upper hand. Until the arena began to fill with countless densely packed sword shadows. This was the second move of the Phantom Shadow Sword Art. Phantom Shadow Thousand Layers.

The sword shadows of both sides, like soldiers of two opposing formations, distributed throughout the space, facing off across the void. A skyful of sword shadows intertwined. Vast sword intent continuously surged forth. Until the very end. Both figures appeared abruptly in midair, parallel to each other. The sword shadows of both sides, at this moment, as if receiving a command, began to surge like the tide!

"Sword Prison Shadow Kill!" Bai Xingyun could no longer move, merely watching. Wanting to see the outcome. Meanwhile, Sister Social Security and Yan Zhaoxue had already reached Su Li. The former lifted Su Li, who'd been sitting on the ground.

"That swordsman, is he also from your university?" the latter suddenly asked. The two nodded slightly. And in the next second. Hundreds upon thousands of sword shadows, like two interwoven armies, surged together. Both sides, like streaks of flowing light, intertwined within the sword shadows, their figures invisible. Until BOOM. Countless sword shadows were instantly annihilated. The two figures fell back from midair. At this moment. The sword weapon in Wang Xian's hand had completely shattered.

Yet he showed no panic, landing steadily with calm composure. On the other side, the massive Sword Remnant Ghost also landed, but the bone sword in its hand had already flown out, falling between them. For a moment, the scene was eerily silent. Until the cloak behind the giant sword swordsman stirred in the wind once more. It moved again. Only this time, it walked very slowly, reaching the center and picking up that bone sword. The excited flames in its eyes gradually faded.

Then, it walked to 10 paces away from Wang Xian. What happened next made the onlookers' eyes go wide. The giant sword swordsman raised the bone sword above its head. The golden skeletal radiance within the rotting flesh slowly vanished. Its entire form froze, no longer moving. Wang Xian let out a long sigh. He walked over, took the bone sword, then gently tapped the other's shoulder. In that instant. The swordsman's massive body transformed into specks of fluorescent light, until it completely vanished.

An ancient token dropped from within the fluorescence. Inside the token, a seven-colored spirit body could faintly be seen, silent within. A Sha Spirit! Wang Xian picked up the token and looked at the ancient script upon it. This wasn't Blue Star's writing. He couldn't read it. But Wang Xian knew that what was engraved on it was a person's name. Wang Xian sighed softly.

"The body dies, but the will does not fade."

"The lingering ambition carries on through a thousand autumns."

"......" This disciple of the Tianzhe Sword Sect, even after being dead for so long, his will refused to dissipate. The mental fortitude of disciples cultivated by these superpower alien civilizations was truly terrifying. He then looked at the Sha Spirit within the token and smiled slightly.

'So it really is like this...'

'This should be that Seven-Colored Glazed Sha Spirit from the previous life that possessed the Spirit Devouring Art, right? It is indeed different from the other Sha Spirits, hidden within this Tianzhe Sword Disciple Zhou Han.' Correct. Though Wang Xian couldn't read the words on this token, he knew that what was engraved upon it was precisely the name of the Tianzhe Sword Disciple 'Zhou Han.' That is, its name in life.

He turned around and looked at the several people in the distance, who had long since been struck dumb with astonishment. As well as Li Zhan and Feng Qingge, who had just rushed over and were directly stunned by this scene. ➤ Next: Spirit Wraith Obtained, Spirit-Devouring Art Acquired!