Chapter 169 Receive and Dispatch by the Spiri (1/2)

Within this moment, there was no word to describe the brilliance of the sword aura. The quiet and lonely artistic prospect permeated in the endless sword aura. There were the occasional fierce experience and the breath of massacre mixed within, like the clear flood waters. Even though it did not have that monstrous power and influence, but the overflowing water was still enough to cause shock one to the core.

The giant palm was condensed from Chao Xiaoyu’s majority psyche power, it was also within her psyche mind. Originally, unless it was those masters who were one thread away from powang, the rest would be hard to find such appalling psyche power.

Chao Xiaoyu sat steadily on the lotus throne, like the true body of the Goddess of Mercy as she plainly saw the sword of aura came invading. It was as though the emotionless expression had predicted that victory was hers to hold.

Shen Lian’s intention to meet her palm that was condensed by most of her psyche power on a narrow road was truly arrogant.

However, what followed next was that there were changed on the quiet expression where a stunned look was shown.

The chilling and quiet sword aura with the fierce experience hidden in it had a lingering charm that is detached from this world. It is as though it wants to restrain all the living being of this universe and they all deserve to be eliminated by it. In the end, the ‘wusheng’ by Chao Xiaoyu did not really have the true path and meaning of ‘wusheng’. She still existed, since there is a birth, then naturally it would be extinguished. The highest intention of wusheng lies in not being born, not existing.

Chao Xiaoyu had only gotten the form but did not really understood the true meaning of ‘wusheng’. Or it could be said that she knew about it but could not do it, even in the psyche world.

There are some things you know but cannot imagine it out. Or perhaps it is wrong once it is imagined because there is no reference.

The endless grey air flow spun around the giant palm, it had the highest and biggest immensity but when it faced the chilling and quiet killing intention within the sword aura, it did not put up any fight, like how the snow and ice immediately melt once it meets the warm sun. There was no resistance.

The grey air flow dissipated like dust and the illusion of the giant palm was broken.

The quietness of the space was mercilessly broken by the sword aura. Suddenly, time seemed to stop, or it could be said that it had lost its original meaning.

Once the giant pam was stabbed and its illusion was vanquished, the sword aura did not even stop as it made its way to Chao Xiaoyu.

Its thorns were absolute and cold, its martial power was brilliant as it brought along a merciless indifference that was there since the beginning of time, causing the entire mind to be plunged into this chill.

While Chao Xiaoyu was shaken to the core, she did not lose her bravery to fight back.

The lotus throne that she was sitting on now had a nine petal lotus flower flew out. One petal after another petal fought against the sword aura, which slowed it down but it could not stop it. The nine petal lotus resisted for a moment before it was broken by the absolute thorn of the sword aura.

The lotus flower was smashed into little bits of petals and it scattered around, like a beautiful painting. The sword aura, however, did not stop and finally sliced on to Chao Xiaoyu’s body.

Chao Xiaoyu only felt her consciousness being weakened continuously as she was a blur.

Afterwards, the long groaning of the sword was left inside her mind, which was exactly like the time she was in the mountains of the martial sect. The waterfalls of a thousand feet were like the galaxy being hung upside down. The never-ending thundering of the waters resounded in her mind and was so much better than any music piece that could move people, which made it hard for her to forget.