Remould the Glory of Sword Art-Chapter 1261 - 172: Azure Robes Meet Azure Robes

Above the River of Destiny, the golden lines intertwine with the crimson tides.

Two figures in green robes stand opposite each other.

"It’s merely some lifespan..."

A soft laugh resounds.

Cheng Er wipes the blood from the corner of her lips and calmly says, "Since Mr. Jingxuan knows my identity, you should know that I don’t care about lifespan."

Anyone who steps into this river.

Who would care about a long life?

"Indeed."

Chen Jingxuan laughs freely, "However... Miss Cheng Er, if you truly don’t care about lifespan, why didn’t you come closer earlier to see more clearly?"

Upon hearing this.

Cheng Er’s expression turns unpleasant.

Indeed.

She doesn’t care about her own lifespan.

But some things, even if consuming a long life and divine soul, would yield no result—

She had already seen Zhao Chunyang.

If... she got any closer, she would likely be directly obliterated by a strand of Sword Qi!

With those three’s divine skills, it would take just a moment’s thought to kill her!

"Heh."

Cheng Er coldly says, "My lifespan has another use. Are you blocking here to die with me?"

Entering the River of Destiny is not solely through "Divine Travel."

Xie Xuanyi can dip into the river briefly through the [Roundness Instrument].

The same goes for Cheng Er.

At this moment, the two are meeting with their divine souls.

In terms of cultivation.

Cheng Er is not as advanced as Chen Jingxuan, but she is not afraid of him...

The divine soul body is very fragile within the River of Destiny.

If Chen Jingxuan wants to make a move.

Then she would just ignite the "Crimson Tide" and perish together with this Great Chu State Preceptor!

"If Miss Cheng Er no longer wishes to live, she can ignite the Crimson Tide at any time."

Chen Jingxuan smiles lightly.

Though speaking with a condescending posture, he does not act.

Cheng Er... must be killed.

But not now.

"It seems Mr. Jingxuan is also a person who values his life."

Cheng Er lowers her eyes, mocking, "I am the Treasure Transformation, newly acquired a human form, though I have burned some lifespan... but it’s still a brand new body. I wonder how much lifespan Mr. Jingxuan has left now?"

In the past half year, the two have tangled and fought a hundred battles.

Using the Northern Border Great Wall as the chessboard.

Each game burned quite a significant amount of lifespan.

"Not much left, but enough."

Chen Jingxuan remains calm and light-hearted, smiling as he asks, "Lu Yuzhen has been trapped at the end of the River of Destiny for quite a while. I wonder how many bottom cards are left for Miss Cheng Er?"

Cheng Er’s smiling expression becomes slightly stiff.

Indeed.

In this past half year.

The two sides have fought to a stalemate.

Until the "Battle of Xuanbei Pass," Chen Jingxuan slightly gained the upper hand...

Overall.

Compared to the Battle of Poison years ago, the Da Chu Dynasty’s power has weakened significantly, but the Demon Country’s strength is also not what it used to be.

The trump cards of both sides are laid out.

In theory, Chen Jingxuan should have the clear advantage.

After all, in the position of "State Preceptor," he is much stronger than Yan Xin was back then.

For Cheng Er, maintaining an "evenly matched" level for half a year and still keeping up the fierce southern offensive, one reason is her newly transformed body with extensive lifespan to squander. Another reason is the many bottom cards Lu Yuzhen left before his departure to support this half-year assault.

For instance.

The release of the Tribulation Lord is thanks to Lu Yuzhen’s "Undying Spring."

Another example is Cheng Er’s current ability to drive the Demon Country Sacred Land, which is due to a prior discussion between Lu Yuzhen and the Great Palace Master.

Such bottom cards...

Were all laid down in advance by Lu Yuzhen.

As the months pass.

These bottom cards gradually exhaust.

Henceforth, the chessboard battlefield, using all living beings as chess pieces, will face a truly grueling struggle.

"The Daoist Master will be fine."

Cheng Er stares coldly at Chen Jingxuan, "No matter the predicament, the Daoist Master will break free."

"Is that so?"

Chen Jingxuan laughs with deep meaning, "Do you truly believe that? Miss Cheng Er, after coming all this way, you should have looked a bit longer."

"..."

Cheng Er grits her teeth.

She ignited her life for this, merely to confirm the Daoist Master’s position.

That single glance had in fact completed her mission.

What she must do next is return to the Flower Bud World and relay the divination information to Jing San.

Chen Jingxuan speaks again, his voice gentle, "Wouldn’t you like to take another look, Second Master? I won’t impede, nor will I seize the opportunity to attack."

"What’s there to see?"

Cheng Er takes a deep breath, decisively and expressionlessly says, "Even if all three Sect Leaders arrive, the Daoist Master will remain unharmed."

Chen Jingxuan is speechless.

"As for you."

Cheng Er says indifferently, "You repeatedly try to involve me in the game. Forcing oneself to spy on the cause and effect of this battle, it hasn’t felt pleasant, has it?"

Zhao Chunyang, Zen Master, Xiao Yaozi...

The three stand side by side, engaging in a bloody battle!

Seeing this scene within the River of Destiny equates to participating in the cause and effect of this war.

She merely took one glance and was seriously injured; looking further she didn’t know what price she would pay!

"The feeling isn’t very pleasant."

Chen Jingxuan’s expression is complex, murmuring with a sense of loss, "But being able to see a bit more is always worth it."

With that.

At the end of the River of Destiny, suddenly a surge of powerful energy blows through—

Rumbling!

The entire vast river, threading through the destinies of all beings across millennia, is shaken and jolted under this surging energy.

From beginning to end.

Surging like tides step by step.

Cheng Er’s Divine Sea Crimson Tide and Chen Jingxuan’s Heavenly Destiny Gold Line are affected at this moment.

"!!!"

Cheng Er’s mind trembles, instinctively wanting to look toward the end of destiny, the direction of the battle.

She forcibly stops this action, moving back.

The battle of the three Sect Leaders within the River of Destiny stirs such enormous waves... what is happening?

Are they trying to reshape the millennium cause and effect of the entire River of Destiny?

Or perhaps.

Someone has ascended to a higher realm of the Heavenly People?

Could this scale of battle, with a single person’s strength, the Daoist Master withstand it?

Looking back.

An even more shocking scene appeared to Cheng Er.

She saw that Chen Jingxuan, who stood opposite her, never once looked away.

A scholar in green robes, calmly watching the end of the River of Destiny—

He watches the mighty tidal waves surge inch by inch, expands and rise.

Until finally—

With a crash!

The mighty wave of the River of Destiny soars into the sky, snuffing out Cheng Er’s Divine Sea Crimson Tide!

Between heaven and earth, darkness ensues.

Yet there remains a very faint glimmer of golden light.

Above the great river.

Countless golden lines wrap around Chen Jingxuan’s robe, casting him like a radiant golden sun.

"What a pity."

With hands behind his back, Chen Jingxuan alone hovers at the end of the River of Destiny’s heavenly peak.

He speaks softly, his voice with a hint of melancholy, self-mockery.

"Such a beautiful scene, with no one to share it with me."