klisemfg Chapter 2000
Chapter 2000
"Xia Jiuyou, you... you actually managed to injure my divine body?" A look of astonishment flashed in Chen Xuan's eyes.
What stunned him was not Xia Jiuyou's sudden burst of strength, but the perfect opportunity she had just presented—she could have easily slashed at his head with one sword, or shattered his dantian with another, causing him to temporarily lose his ability to recover. Why did she choose to only slash at his arms?
Despite his doubts, Chen Xuan did not pause in his actions.
The two subsequent sword strikes were even faster and more powerful, clearly indicating that they were now serious.
Beyond the void, upon witnessing this scene, the Holy Lord of Yao Guang couldn't help but look at the Holy Lord of Jiu You with anger, his tone full of regret: "What? How could those two swords only sever Chen Xuan's arm?"
"What a pity! After such a long battle, if we had used both swords at the same time during that brief opening, one to behead him and the other to shatter his dantian, preventing him from recovering quickly with his divine power, and then cooperating with Xuan Yi and the others to activate the forbidden technique, we would have won this battle!" Tianxuan Saint Master shook his head repeatedly, his tone full of resentment.
"Damn it! This Xia Jiuyou is just as Youyue said, utterly hopeless!" A True Immortal elder from a sacred land muttered through gritted teeth, his eyes filled with rage.
Despite their dissatisfaction, the Celestial Kings and God Kings, mindful of their status, only vented their anger on the Nine Nether Saint Lord and did not hold Xia Jiuyou accountable.
However, the True Immortal Elders and Holy Sons and Daughters of various Holy Lands below launched a merciless barrage of taunts and insults, each word like a knife stabbing at the heart.
Even many disciples of the Nine Nether Holy Land couldn't help but frown and whisper – Chen Xuan had just opened his central gate wide, which was clearly a once-in-a-millennium opportunity to win. As the first Holy Maiden who had cultivated for three thousand years, Xia Jiuyou's foundation was unfathomable. How could she not seize such a good opportunity?
Everyone was questioning, but no one knew the struggle in Xia Jiuyou's heart.
She was originally a Qi Refining cultivator, and had been working with Xuan Yi and the other two to besiege Chen Xuan for nearly an hour. Her magical power in her Purple Mansion Sea was already stretched thin, and she had just forcibly activated her trump card. At this moment, her aura was weak, and she only had about 50-60% of her visible combat strength left.
Besides, she did hold back.
From the start of the battle, she was unwilling to truly kill Chen Xuan—deep down, she actually hoped that Chen Xuan could win, and that he could win back Lu Xueqi, her Daoist partner who was also a furnace for the Holy Maiden.
After a long and fierce battle, as Chen Xuan's astonishing combat power was revealed, she had already figured out Chen Xuan's intentions.
She knew better than anyone how tragic the fate of the Holy Maiden's furnace was; her destiny was already sealed, with no room for maneuver. Chen Xuan was the first person to fight valiantly for the Holy Maiden's furnace, and for both reason and duty, she had to help him, even if it meant risking her millennia-old reputation.
But the complex emotions in her heart could not withstand reality—Chen Xuan's two giant swords, tearing through the void, were already rushing towards her with the aura of death. In her current state, she was simply unable to resist.
As the sword blades magnified in her eyes, and the words of the Nine Nether Saint Lord, "You can't make a living off a worthless person," echoed in her ears, Xia Jiuyou slowly sheathed her twin swords. Her cold eyes held no trace of joy or sorrow, only a calm stillness.
She knew better than anyone that the Holy Lord's words meant that her path to escaping her fate as a furnace in the Nine Netherworld Holy Land had come to an end.
"Since I cannot escape the fate of being a furnace in this life, I might as well reveal my strongest trump card in public and then die, thus preserving a shred of dignity." She thought to herself, then looked at Chen Xuan, her voice calm yet tinged with a hint of relief:
"Chen Xuan, you are very strong. Dying at your hands is not an insult to the immortal and demonic path I have cultivated for three thousand years."
As she finished speaking, she slowly closed her eyes, and at the same time, a voice transmission quietly drifted into the ears of Qiu Zixian, who was still in a daze in the distance: "Qiu Zixian, as the original body, I envy you. If there is a chance in the future, please go and see the legendary Ten Great Frontier Imperial Passes for me, so that I will not have lived these three thousand years in vain."
Xia Jiuyou
"Buzz buzz buzz ——"
The buzzing sound of the Northern Darkness Sword cutting through the air grew closer, the cold light on its blade almost illuminating her pupils. A saintess of unparalleled talent and beauty, a demon fairy about to bloom but suddenly withering, was about to perish under this sword.
"Xia Jiuyou! Even if you beg to die at Chen Xuan's hands, you are unwilling to help us achieve our Great Dao? Damn it! Damn it!" Han Jiuling's eyes were bloodshot when he saw this scene, and his roar was full of madness and resentment.
"Young friend Chen Xuan, for the sake of this old woman, would you spare her life?" In the void outside the arena, the old woman who had been hunched over could no longer contain herself and shouted loudly with an ugly expression, her tone carrying a hint of negotiation, "I will definitely repay you afterward."
However, Chen Xuan ignored him. With a slight twist of his wrist, the two Beiming Swords swept towards Xia Jiuyou with earth-shattering power.
"Bang! Bang!"
“Poof—”
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