Chapter 620 Shapeless Sword, Lifeless Sword, Anattā Sword (2/2)
He even ignored the besiegement Daoist Lu Ya was facing. At the same time, Tianyi realized Chen Jianmei's presence.
He was apprehensive as he did not know how this person escaped from the sea of blood.
Chen Jianmei did not look at Tianyi at all. He spoke only to Shen Lian who was in the middle of the Millstone of Life and Death, ”Junior Apprentice-Brother, can you still hold on?”
Shen Lian was exerting his utmost strength against the power of the Millstone of Life and Death. When he heard Chen Jianmei's call, he tried to split out a divine thought, which went through the time with the response, ”I am still fine. If you come a bit later, Senior Apprentice-Brother, I think I won't be fine anymore.”
Chen Jianmei said, ”This joke isn't funny.”
If Shen Lian still had energy, he probably would have laughed.
At that moment, Chen Jianmei's terrifying sword will be exploded. Within seconds, a sword gleam, which was as good as Emperor Xia's appeared. It was as unpredictable as a heavenly sword, but at the same time as ethereal as a divine dragon's tail.
It slashed towards the Millstone of Life and Death, but as the Millstone of Life and Death drew endless energy from the Register of Life and Death. A rotation already wore down the sword gleam. A path for Shen Lian to escape could not be crafted.
Lu Ya took a short break from his intense battle to said, ”My friend, don't waste your energy. Only I have the ability to break the Millstone of Life and Death in the whole of the Netherworld. If you want to save your Junior Apprentice-Brother, kill Tianyi first and get rid of all these clowns with me. Till then I will save Shen Lian. Don't hesitate. Time is precious now if you hesitate, Shen Lian might not be able to survive.”
Tianyi said, ”Daoist Lu Ya, if you manage to escape today, you will not let us go for sure, but you too will not let Asura sword go. After all, his Level Nine Lotus will be of great benefit to you.”
Lu Ya laughed out loud. His Mahavairocana's Buddhist palm once again released the unrivaled strength, with the intention to destroy Taiyin Water and Shangqing Celestial Light.
”Senior Apprentice-Brother, Tianyi was right. The worst ending is for me to give up my power and start again. You should return to Asura Blood Sea. No one can do anything to you there. We still have a chance to meet again.” The pressure Shen Lian was feeling became stronger. The reason was that Chen Jianmei's sword gleam had attracted more power of the Register of Life and Death into the Millstone of Life and Death.
Chen Jianmei replied coldly, ”Junior Apprentice-Brother, you think it was alright regardless of whether I was cultivating Shapeless Sword in the realm of the living or Lifeless Sword in the realm of the dead. The one thing you're not aware of is that my real swordcraft isn't Shapeless Sword or Lifeless Sword, but Anattā Sword. Today, let me use this Anattā Sword to craft the path of your return to the sect. I will also let these people know what is called 'sword'.”
He had entered a sect since he was a kid. Within three years, he achieved Chushen; within ten years, he achieved Ruhua. In forty years, the ground one sword, his success was made known to the world in a day. Since he killed a mountain worth of demons in Xi Huang, where he set up the Temple of Killing, he never had a doubt with his countless killings. It was about time for him to kill himself, with nobody, and without the self, it could then be considered as the killing sword.
Thoughts were like hails, they were cold and heartless. Each of the thoughts was reflected in Chen Jianmei's heart.
Eventually, all the memories flashed by his eyes but they did not disturb his peace. The loneliness of grinding the sword for forty years, the pride of weaving through Xi Huang, the battle in the Asura Blood Sea, none was as clear as the image of the old man.
To this day, he did not thank himself for his persistence in swordcraft, or his enemies. He only felt thankful towards the old man, who taught him, an innately heartless man empathy.
After the Anattā Sword, it was not known whether the last bit of empathy would be worn down. He was slightly reluctant, but after feeling reluctant, he felt firm about his decision.