Chapter 31 Subtle Fragrance of the Plum Blossom At Dusk (1/2)

With dull eyes, the frozen, physical Shen Lian showed no signs of agility and movement. His face was clear with visible fine hairs.

In contrast, the other Shen Lian who floated mid-air had a vague figure.

It was close to dusk. A hint of sunset beamed across.

A mortal's naked eye could not have seen the dark atmosphere in the room.

In fear, Xu Hong could only clutch on to the pillar, shivering, as the second Shen Lian reveals in front of the first Shen Lian, he was as if transparent under the silky sunset.

The subtle fragrance from the ebony and a touch of sunset formed a picture-perfect scene.

A gush of wind came by. Shen Lian threw himself into the black wild boar. He did not have a sword in his hands but the sword in his heart was awe-inspiring.

At this moment, Shen Lian plunged into a soulless realm. The Deity Vanquishing Sword inflicted destruction to the enemy and at the same time, brought significant self-damage. The skill was to utilize one's spirit as blades to attack another person's soul.

As if he was fighting head-on with every inch of his might.

Life and death were in the hands of destiny.

The man in green needed a good amount of time recovery after using the Deity Vanquishing Sword. After all, the amount of damage caused was also inflicted on him.

The soul and the person counteract each other.

Then Shen Lian's thoughts reached the extreme, causing an astral projection. He wanted to kill the wild boar. However, the evil thoughts and impatience in his heart faded away, leaving him feeling carefree.

He fell into limbo again - in a realm with the state of mind of a heartless dog.

That deity with the cudgel transformed into Shen Lian. The scent of ebony mixed with sunlight drilled into Shen Lian's soul. Although there was no heat energy present, it was scorching hot.

A bright moon rose while the last glimpse of the sun sets. Dusk befell.

The moment where 'Yin' and 'Yang' came together, Shen Lian had a sudden realization of the meaning behind the Mastery of Senses.

A composed psyche and sharp spirit come from the mind. That was the heavenly weapon that destroyed iron rocks and yet causing zero damage to the practitioner.

He stepped into a blacked-out state of mind and ignored the damaged caused by the sunset and the moon on his spirit.

Shen Lian reinvigorated. His face regained expression as he threw himself to the wild boar. The wild boar moaned in pain.

The wild boar fell to the ground, pupils turned white. It was probably dead.

Xu Hong presumed that this wild boar was the demonic god. He felt disgusted by the thought that Yan was being ravaged by this monster.

Shen Lian looked at the wild boar - it had a coat of bright black erected fur but did not have the stench of any ordinary wild boar. He wondered how the meat of this strange creature tasted like.

Shen Lian recalled the rumors he heard - such meat could be nourishing and good for vitality.

He was just in need of replenishing as the training and physical changes have taken a toll on his body.

Xu Hong told Yan about the incident of the five sinister deities when she woke up. Anxiously, he asked, ”What if other accomplices show up?”

Although Shen Lian had defeated this deity who formerly transformed from a wild boar, there were four more out there. Xu Hong worried that Shen Lian was left disadvantaged being outnumbered.

The night was young and the moon floated. Shen Lian looked filthy as if he were an unpolished jade. Clouds of smoke surrounded him, put side by side with his destiny to eliminate evil spirits, Shen Lian sure looked like an immortal descended to the world.

Xu Hong regretted what he had said. He was afraid that he might sound offensive to Shen Lian.