Divine & Bizarre: Increasing Points to Invincibility-Chapter 845 - 232: Slaying the Laws-Phantom Demon Venerable! Surge in Attribute Points Balance!_3
"Don’t say that you haven’t seen him; I haven’t either," the Great Yan Emperor said in a low tone, unable to conceal the shock in his expression. He took a deep breath and continued, "Moreover... he is not a subject of our Great Yan Dynasty."
"Indeed, he is not even an ancestor of our Great Yan Dynasty. The blood that flows in his veins, the lineage within him—I find it all very strange, as I have never seen anything like it before! As the ruler of a nation, I am able to recognize whether someone possesses the bloodline of the Great Yan."
"Clearly, this man does not. For our Great Yan Dynasty, he is an outsider." The Great Yan Emperor mused to himself, "A man so unbelievably powerful, a man who stands up to the Demons and Devils in critical moments, yet he is not one of our own."
To be honest, his feelings as emperor were very complicated. Should he be happy, breathe a sigh of relief, or worry?
Of course, someone capable of fending off the Demons and Devils is a cause for joy.
But the problem is... what if such a person comes from an enemy dynasty of the Great Yan Dynasty?
After all, our Great Yan Dynasty does not have a very good reputation.
We have quite a few neighboring enemy nations!
After breathing out in relief, his breath hitched once again; such was the state of the Great Yan Emperor’s heart.
Extremely conflicted.
Utterly complicated.
"He... he is not one of our Great Yan Dynasty?" The old eunuch behind the Great Yan Emperor was even more stunned. Yet, this identity made sense, as the old eunuch recalled that their Great Yan Dynasty truly did not possess such a formidable person. As much as the old eunuch did not want to admit it, the fact was... there simply wasn’t such a person. When there’s none, there’s none.
The old eunuch also felt a twinge of a different kind of worry, one that mirrored the concerns of the Great Yan Emperor: the worry of whether the stranger was a friend or foe—or perhaps just a passerby. If it were the latter two, it would be alright, but if it were the former...
Sss!!!
If it were the former, once the stranger had dealt with the Demons and Devils, might he turn his weapons against their Great Yan Dynasty? In other words, whether humans or Demons and Devils prevailed, their Great Yan Dynasty might face a great catastrophe.
Ah, this!
The old eunuch felt a sense of powerlessness, a feeling he believed his liege must also have felt. When the strength of a dynasty is weak, one can only be passive in every aspect and hope that the other party is not an enemy.
...
Fan Wu was unaware of the drama unfolding in the minds of the people within the Great Yan Dynasty...
As he inflicted a deep gash on the face of the Laws-Phantom Demon Venerable with his sword and caused his opponent to feel unprecedented pain... Fan Wu, at the same moment, hurled a City God’s Command! The City God’s Command, launched into the air, entered the Demon Venerable’s head before he could react.
Before the Laws-Phantom Demon Venerable even realized what had happened, Fan Wu had already struck with another sword blow!
Watching a sword light slash towards him, the Laws-Phantom Demon Venerable could only hastily raise his other arm to defend.
Splat—
"AAAAAAHHHH!!!"
The sword nearly severed the Laws-Phantom Demon Venerable’s arm. The severance was almost indistinguishable from a full cut, as the bone and flesh were severed, leaving only a bit of skin still attached.
A piercing, agonized scream roared from the Laws-Phantom Demon Venerable’s mouth—nobody could endure the pain inflicted by the Demon-slaying Sword.
Not evil spirits, not fiendish creatures, not Evil Gods, not Immortal Gods, and certainly not Demons and Devils!
"This Venerable being... my body..." The Laws-Phantom Demon Venerable suddenly realized that his body’s healing rate seemed to be significantly reduced. The arm that had been cut off was regrowing at a speed at least half as slow as before!
The gash on his face was also healing at half the speed.
Normally, this gash would have closed up in no more than ten breaths.
But now, ten breaths had long passed, and the gash had only healed less than half! What did this mean? The Laws-Phantom Demon Venerable knew all too well. If this continued, he would eventually be worn down to death right here by Qiu Long of Qiulong Temple!
It was at this time that the Laws-Phantom Demon Venerable felt something strange in the wound on his head.
This object was emitting a weird fluctuation, contending with his body’s healing powers!
Perhaps it was precisely because of this strange object inside his head that his body’s recuperation had slowed!
But what in the world was this thing?
And when exactly had it been placed inside his head?
Just how many more cards did that damnable Qiu Long of Qiulong Temple have up his sleeve that he hadn’t revealed?
This overwhelmingly one-sided situation was hard for the Laws-Phantom Demon Venerable to accept. When it was weak, it had imagined its own demise, its departure from the world—this kind of speculation was something it had seriously considered. It imagined being slain by the Immortal Gods from the heavens, or being killed by its own kind.
But it had never once thought about dying at the hands of a mere mortal. In its eyes... or in the eyes of all Demons and Devils, humans are very fragile. Even human Cultivators are at best just more resilient fragile humans.
