Nine Revolutions Star Transformation-Chapter 277 - 286: Yue’Er, Yueyan?
The speed flashed by, and soon the Silver Sword caught up with the fleeing Ying Tianchou. Subsequently, a scream came from the sky, with blood rain pouring down, making it appear extremely terrifying.
Lin Feng was well aware of the Sword Spirit’s strength. Seeing her fly out from the center of his forehead, he knew that Ying Tianchou was unquestionably doomed.
He just didn’t expect such a miserable end, with nothing left at all.
Right after Ying Tianchou was slain by the Sword Spirit, a black mist suddenly emerged from his body, heavily enveloping the Silver Sword transformed by the Sword Spirit, making it impossible for Lin Feng to see what was happening inside.
The appearance of this black mist shocked Lin Feng. He remembered Sword Spirit saying that there was something extremely terrifying inside Ying Tianchou, which, if allowed to grow, would plunge the entire Celestial Dragon Empire into destruction.
He didn’t expect it to be this black mist, which seemed very much like Demonic Qi. Although Lin Feng was somewhat distant, he could clearly feel an ancient aura within.
He desperately wanted to help but was powerless, and perhaps with his current strength, he couldn’t assist the Sword Spirit much anyway.
"Boss, that black mist has a terrifying pressure. I can feel a tearing sensation even inside your body," Golden Demon Vulture remarked.
"How come I don’t feel the pressure? I just feel that this black mist is a bit like Demonic Qi. Could it be the possession of some Demon King?" Lin Feng exclaimed in surprise, thinking such a possibility was very likely.
"Boss, that’s not Demonic Qi, but a residual soul of an Ancient Magical Beast, which is why I feel such majesty. This beast should possess a Divine Tier Holy Beast," Golden Demon Vulture’s voice trembled slightly.
"Ancient Holy Beast? Impossible! If that’s true, then it’s too incredible. Why would it be inside Ying Tianchou? Even if he has good talent, he couldn’t become the host of this Ancient Divine Beast residual soul," Lin Feng murmured, gazing at the sky.
The Silver Sword kept flying in the sky, dividing the gigantic black mist into several groups, preventing them from merging.
"Why do you want to annihilate me completely? If you let me go today, I will surely repay you someday!" An elderly voice suddenly echoed from the sky.
"Sweet talk won’t work on me. For the crimes you committed back then, you should have been obliterated completely. I never expected you’d leave behind a trace of your residual soul. This time you won’t escape," Sword Spirit’s voice resonated in the sky.
Golden Demon Vulture was bewildered at this moment; the talking black mist was peculiar, and now even the Silver Sword spoke, calling herself ’Miss’. This completely overturned his understanding.
After a long silence, he uttered, "Boss, I remember that Silver Sword emerged from your body. What exactly is it and why can it speak?"
Lin Feng had no idea how to explain it. He was equally clueless about the Sword Spirit’s identity, only knowing that she was a product of Ancient Times or possibly an unparalleled expert.
"She is my Immortal Sister who exists to protect me. You should understand that your boss’s identity is extraordinarily special and naturally requires protection," Lin Feng casually remarked, unsure if Golden Demon Vulture believed him.
"Immortal Sister? That name sounds beautiful! Boss, you sure have a lot of secrets," Golden Demon Vulture’s words left Lin Feng speechless internally.
Though the black mist was divided by Sword Spirit, it quickly merged again, seemingly unable to be killed, no matter what method was used they would combine.
Sword Spirit was naturally aware of the opponent’s state now; at that moment, dazzling silver light emitted from the Silver Sword, followed by her misty teenage form appearing in the sky.
The black mist, seeing the girl’s form, spoke abruptly, "Don’t push me. You’re now just like me, a soul body. Do you still think you’re towering above me..."
The black mist got cut short by Sword Spirit, "You managed to escape as a residual soul years ago due to sheer luck. But encountering me now, you should know my rules. Although I’m currently a soul body, destroying your residual soul is a cinch. Prepare to die!"
After saying that, the silver light of the Silver Sword soared and immediately flew out of her hands, transforming into ten silver swords that encircled the black mist.
An aura of absolute destruction suddenly appeared in the sky; despite Lin Feng’s powerful defense power, he was pressed to the ground by this majesty, unable to move.
It’s heavier than the Gravity Chamber’s pressure by untold times; he felt his breathing was extremely difficult at this moment, his whole being seemed on the verge of collapse.
"Ten Formulas Slash of Immortal Slaying!" Sword Spirit slowly uttered these words, causing the entire space to vibrate with the distances, a series of wild winds appeared, flying sand and stones filled the air, terrifyingly.
The ten silver swords instantly transformed into ten giant swords, sword aura flickering incessantly on their bodies, all attacking the black mist simultaneously.
"Xuanyuan Yueyan, you shall die a terrible death!" the black mist exclaimed with this final sentence before being engulfed by the sword shadow, vanishing immediately.
Then, that immense majesty vanished completely, Lin Feng slowly climbed up from the ground, looking utterly wrecked, his forehead streaked with fine sweat drops, unclear if they were due to the pain or nerves.
The body of the Sword Spirit became increasingly vague in the sky, ultimately leaving only the Silver Sword. After circling once, it flew back, disappearing directly into Lin Feng’s brow.
Lin Feng clearly heard the last words from the black mist, seemingly calling Sword Spirit Xuanyuan Yueyan. He felt he understood something, but couldn’t fully connect it.
"Yue’Er, Yueyan? Can it be that Sister Yue’Er is named Xuanyuan Yueyan? She has a real name, she isn’t just called Sword Spirit after all," Lin Feng suddenly realized and exclaimed.
Just as Lin Feng spoke, a sharp pain struck his mind, "Is that a nice name? Fancy speculating about my identity, you’re getting really bold," Sword Spirit’s voice appeared, yet noticeably weak.
Lin Feng further confirmed his suspicion; although the Sword Spirit didn’t directly admit it, she sideways confirmed it.
"It’s beautiful; I’ve never heard such a nice name, Sister Yue’Er you’re so petty, just called your name and you mess with me," Lin Feng said, acting extremely aggrieved.
"Lin Feng, don’t act cheeky with me. I know your personality better than anyone else. Are your probing attempts effective? I’ll tell you some things when your bloodline awakens; now isn’t the right time, it’d only place mental stress on you," Sword Spirit replied helplessly.
"I won’t ask anymore, but what is the residual soul of that black mist Magical Beast? Why is it so formidable?" Lin Feng asked.
"You say you won’t ask, yet you ask? Well, doesn’t matter telling you this; it’s a residual soul of an Ancient Fierce Beast, the Black Flood Dragon. If its residual soul weren’t weakened, I’d never be able to kill it," Sword Spirit replied.
"Black Flood Dragon is formidable? What level?"
"In terms of strength, it should be above the Sixth Level of Holy Martial Realm. It was merely a middle-tier individual; you should imagine what strength their high-tier ones might possess, your current realm can’t compare at all."
Lin Feng said nothing more, as Sword Spirit’s words were too discouraging; even the Sixth Level of Holy Martial Realm was merely mid-tier, making one wonder what strength a true unparalleled expert might possess...
