Chapter 617 Devouring the Sword Monarch's Remnant Soul

The heart is the foundation of the body, the wellspring of all power.

The purple-bearded man had been incomparably powerful, but his heart was still a fatal weak point. The moment Zhaang Ye ripped it out, the man’s aura began to recede like a fading tide!

Zhaang Ye was overjoyed, about to strike and obliterate the purple-bearded man into dust. Just then, an extremely dangerous feeling welled up in his heart. At the same time, the two great fiends, Tai Sui and Fire Spirit, roared in his mind, “Danger! Dodge, now!”

As a battle-hardened warrior, Zhaang Ye knew something was terribly wrong the instant that feeling of danger appeared. Hearing the warnings from Tai Sui and the Fire Spirit, he reacted immediately. His figure suddenly flickered!

SHING!

The moment Zhaang Ye moved, the purple-bearded man’s mouth suddenly opened. A small, silver-white blade shot out from his mouth, aimed straight for Zhaang Ye’s heart!

A Spiritual Qi attack!

A Spiritual Qi Blade!

Enraged after having his heart ripped out by Zhaang Ye, the purple-bearded man had gathered the last vestiges of his Spiritual Qi and formed it into a blade, vowing to kill Zhaang Ye!

The purple-bearded man’s final strike was simple, yet its speed was extreme. The moment the small, silver-white blade shot out, it instantly pierced Zhaang Ye’s Protective Gang Qi and plunged into his chest!

Although Zhaang Ye’s body had been tempered a hundred times over and was exceptionally tough, it was as fragile as tofu before this Spiritual Blade.

PFFT!

In an instant, the silver-white blade shot into Zhaang Ye’s chest, passed clean through his body, flew out his back, and vanished without a trace.

A large, bloody hole appeared in Zhaang Ye’s chest, his meridians clearly visible. Upon those meridians, strands of white light, visible to the naked eye, were frantically devouring his body, as if trying to consume him alive.

The two fiends, Tai Sui and the Fire Spirit, stared dumbfounded at the bloody hole in Zhaang Ye’s chest. Zhaang Ye was the other party to their Soul Contract; their souls and auras were interconnected. If Zhaang Ye died, their power and souls would be severely damaged. Their consciousness might even disappear, and they would revert to being a mountain and a ball of flame.

Sensing the panic from Tai Sui and the Fire Spirit, a cold sneer appeared on the purple-bearded man’s lips. But the sneer had barely formed before it froze solid.

“Hm?”

Tai Sui, the Fire Spirit, and the purple-bearded man all stared at Zhaang Ye in astonishment. Their keen Spiritual Sense detected that Zhaang Ye still had an aura—he wasn’t dead!

Spiritual Qi attacks were devastating. Even a True Dao Ninth-Layer Expert would be half-dead after taking one. Zhaang Ye’s cultivation was only at the True Dao Fifth Layer, yet he had taken a Spiritual Qi attack and was still alive. How was this possible?!

The purple-bearded man, Tai Sui, and the Fire Spirit were no ordinary beings. With their extremely powerful Spiritual Sense, a moment of surprise was all it took for them to understand what Zhaang Ye had just done.

Tai Sui let out a cackle and shouted, “Master, you’re incredible! In such a short time, you actually managed to shift your heart aside and avoid the Spiritual Blade piercing it!”

It turned out that as Zhaang Ye had dodged, he had used his complete control over his body to instantly shift his heart. It was this slight movement that saved him from the Spiritual Blade piercing it. Though the blade had gone through his chest, his life was saved.

Although Zhaang Ye had saved his life, the Spiritual Qi from the blade now clung to his body, constantly destroying his meridians and consuming his flesh. Zhaang Ye knew he had to kill the purple-bearded man first before he could find time for Healing and suppressing the encroaching Spiritual Qi. He flipped his palm, and a Long Whip appeared, lashing out at the purple-bearded man!

The purple-bearded man was firmly suppressed by the Fire Spirit and Tai Sui, and his heart had been ripped out; he was at the end of his rope. But facing Zhaang Ye’s attack, he showed no panic. His gaze was fixed on Zhaang Ye, and a strange light flickered within his eyes.

BOOM!

Zhaang Ye’s whip cracked down, and the purple-bearded man’s body immediately collapsed, transforming into a small, bare tree. This was the Purple-Blue Spirit Tree.

The Sword Monarch had refined the Purple-Blue Spirit Tree into a clone. After the clone collapsed, it reverted to its original form.

BZZT!

A faint ray of light shot out from the Purple-Blue Spirit Tree and drilled into the space between Zhaang Ye’s eyebrows. Zhaang Ye felt a massive shock to his soul, as if it was about to be devoured!

Possession!

After the Sword Monarch’s clone collapsed, his remnant soul decisively struck. It shot straight for Zhaang Ye’s sea of consciousness, intending to devour his soul and consciousness and seize his physical body.

A splitting headache!

He felt like he could pass out at any moment!

Zhaang Ye knew he was on the verge of death once again. If he really did pass out, the Sword Monarch’s remnant soul would succeed in its possession, and he would never wake up!

“ROAR!”

Zhaang Ye let out a great roar and abruptly sat down cross-legged, resisting the Sword Monarch’s remnant soul with all his might.

The Fire Spirit, Tai Sui, Gold Spirit, Wood Spirit, and Water Spirit, knowing the situation was critical, all rushed into Zhaang Ye’s sea of consciousness to fight against the Sword Monarch’s remnant soul.

Inside Zhaang Ye’s sea of consciousness, the Sword Monarch’s remnant soul took the form of a fierce-looking middle-aged man. The man hovered in mid-air, about to use a trace of aura left in the soul to quickly complete the possession. But when he searched, he couldn’t find that wisp of soul aura at all—it had already been controlled by the Fire Spirit!

‘Hm?’

The Sword Monarch’s remnant soul sensed that something was wrong.

Just then, the Fire Spirit suddenly appeared, transforming into a Fire Phoenix. It giggled and said, “Oh, Sword Monarch, Sword Monarch, you actually dared to attempt possession. Now you’re doomed. No one can save you!”

Tai Sui appeared as well, taking the form of a round, rolling ball. It laughed heartily, “Sword-Cut Water, you suppressed me ten thousand years ago! Today, I’m going to shatter this last wisp of your remnant soul and make you truly disappear from the Barbaric World!”

The Sword Monarch’s remnant soul said nothing. Its figure flickered slightly as it prepared to retreat from Zhaang Ye’s sea of consciousness. Both the Fire Spirit and Tai Sui had cultivated for over ten thousand years, and their souls were exceptionally powerful. The Sword Monarch’s soul was, after all, just a remnant. Eroded by ten thousand years of time, its strength was greatly diminished, and it no longer had the confidence to fight the two fiends.

The Sword Monarch’s remnant soul planned to exit Zhaang Ye’s body and quickly burrow into the Flower King’s body to possess it instead. As long as it obtained the Flower King’s body, the remnant soul could use various techniques to retreat swiftly to the depths of the Sword Monarch Hall. Once its injuries healed and its power recovered, it would reappear in the Barbaric Land.

The remnant soul’s reaction was fast enough, but the reactions of the two fiends, the Fire Spirit and Tai Sui, were even faster. The moment the Sword Monarch’s remnant soul flickered, it was locked down tightly by the two, unable to escape!

WHOOSH WHOOSH WHOOSH WHOOSH WHOOSH!

The five fiends charged forward in unison, launching a siege against the Sword Monarch’s remnant soul. At this moment, Zhaang Ye also transformed into a blade and launched a fierce assault against it.

HSSSSSSSS—

Although the Sword Monarch’s remnant soul had unparalleled combat awareness, it was completely unable to utilize it under the suppression of the Fire Spirit and Tai Sui. From the very beginning of the battle, it was forced into a constant retreat.

BOOM!

The Sword Monarch’s remnant soul was struck by Tai Sui’s fist, and it was immediately sent stumbling back. Seizing the opportunity, the Fire Spirit unleashed a terrifying technique and instantly suppressed the remnant soul.

“Get off me!”

The Sword Monarch’s remnant soul, suppressed by the Fire Spirit, roared madly, shooting out countless Flying Blades that sliced toward the Fire Spirit.

The Fire Spirit’s Soul Power might not have been as strong as the Sword Monarch’s remnant soul, but it had lived for tens of thousands of years, and its Soul Power was pure to the extreme. It giggled, blocking the remnant soul’s Flying Blades one by one, and said, “Little guy, you can’t escape. My Soul Power is much purer than yours. Although I can’t suppress you completely, holding you down for a little while is perfectly doable.”

The Fire Spirit shouted to Zhaang Ye, “Master, I’ve suppressed it! Hurry up and absorb its Soul Power! If you devour its Soul Power, your own soul will become stronger, and your Spiritual Sense will become more powerful. At the same time, its Soul Power contains its understanding of the Sword Dao. If you obtain this understanding, it will be as if you’ve received the Sword Monarch’s true inheritance!”

Zhaang Ye gave a bitter smile. “Its Soul Power is too pure, too strong, and too resilient. I can’t devour it.”

Although Zhaang Ye’s Soul Power was strong, the Sword Monarch’s remnant soul was ten million times more formidable. Even if it stood there without resisting and let Zhaang Ye devour it, Zhaang Ye would be helpless to do so.

Tai Sui cackled and shouted, “Master, I’ll lend you a hand! When all things die, they return to the earth. My Earth Vein power can help you devour Soul Power!”

Zhaang Ye was overjoyed. He linked his soul tightly to Tai Sui and, with its power, began to devour the Sword Monarch’s remnant soul in great gulps.

The Sword Monarch’s remnant soul was far stronger than Zhaang Ye; it could have crushed him with a single finger. But under the Fire Spirit’s suppression, it was utterly unable to resist, forced to let Zhaang Ye devour it mouthful by mouthful.

As Zhaang Ye frantically devoured, all sorts of Sword Dao mysteries began to merge into his memories. His Soul Power grew continuously stronger, and his Spiritual Sense became more formidable as well.

As Zhaang Ye devoured it, the Sword Monarch’s remnant soul weakened rapidly. The remnant soul felt like an ox tied to a tree, left to be butchered at will. The taste of this humiliation was truly maddening.

“ROAR! ROAR! ROAR!”

The Sword Monarch’s remnant soul could no longer remain calm. It roared repeatedly, “Junior, you dare! Do you know who I am? The audacity!”

For Zhaang Ye, devouring the remnant soul was as refreshing as eating ice on a hot day. Hearing its furious roars, Zhaang Ye laughed heartily and said, “What’s there not to dare? Today, I’m going to devour this wisp of your remnant soul completely. HAHAHAHA, from now on, your Sword Dao will be mine to inherit!”

The Sword Monarch’s remnant soul went berserk. It let out a furious roar and shouted, “Junior, let’s just die together today! Detonate!”

An immense power suddenly erupted from the Sword Monarch’s remnant soul.

The expressions of the Fire Spirit and Tai Sui changed at the same time. “Not good, it’s going to self-destruct! Suppress it, quickly!”

The Fire Spirit and Tai Sui instantly expanded their power, firmly suppressing the remnant soul. The other three fiends—Gold Spirit, Wood Spirit, and Water Spirit—also desperately unleashed their Soul Power to hold it down.

The combined suppression of the five fiends was as heavy as a great mountain. Under this immense pressure, the self-destruction the remnant soul had just initiated was swiftly quelled!

Zhaang Ye relaxed and continued to devour the Sword Monarch’s remnant soul.

With his continuous devouring, Zhaang Ye’s Soul Power grew stronger and stronger, and his speed of consumption increased. Soon, the power of the Sword Monarch’s remnant soul was completely devoured by Zhaang Ye, and countless mysteries of the Sword Dao merged into his memory.

The Sword Monarch was a Spirit Dao master, a peerless figure whose power could shake the heavens and the earth. But today, the single wisp of remnant soul he had worked so hard to preserve was devoured by Zhaang Ye.

A generation’s Sword Monarch had truly vanished from the Barbaric World.