Immortality Starts With Ignorant Heart Sword Art

Chapter 167: Slashing Illusions with Illusions, the Power of the Heart Sword

"My blood slave is not so easily killed!"

The newly appeared figure revealed a sinister smile to Zhong Cang.

However, soon enough, his smile couldn't be maintained.

Ignoring him, Zhong Cang, bleeding from seven orifices, first closed his eyes and then suddenly opened them.

In this blink of an eye, the world that appeared in Zhong Cang's eyes was completely different from before.

The mundane faded away, revealing the truth. Endless clusters of light, fluctuations, and lines filled Zhong Cang's field of vision.

The clusters of light in various colors were objects.

Among them, the colors represented attributes.

The size and brightness of the clusters of light represented the amount of energy contained within the objects.

At the same time, these "clusters of light" emitted concentric ripples, and from the length of the ripples and the brightness of the clusters of light, Zhong Cang could discern the reality and weaknesses of the objects.

This is the fluctuation of all things.

This is one of the core abilities of Zhong Cang's Ignorant Heart Sword Art. In the past, Zhong Cang used the fluctuations of all things to sense the weaknesses of enemies or spells. At this moment, he began to perceive himself, trying to find any disharmony within himself.

This was easy to find. Almost as soon as the fluctuations of all things were activated, Zhong Cang saw a crimson line in the ripples emanating from himself, extremely glaring and discordant.

Moreover, this line connected from Zhong Cang's body to the blood-colored cluster of light in front of him.

"Is this the line of curse? But isn't a medium necessary to trigger a curse? My blood, hair, or personal belongings should not have fallen on him, right?"

"Could it be because of the killing just now? By killing him once, have I established a cause and effect with him, thus being cursed by him?"

"And his blood slave's self-destruction, was it not to destroy my flying sword, but to offer a sacrifice for the curse..."

Curses come in various forms, and among them, the most terrifying and unpredictable is the curse of sacrifice.

By sacrificing one's own body or other lives, the power of the curse can be enhanced.

If enough lives or costs are sacrificed, cultivators can even curse and kill Nascent Soul stage cultivators with Gold Core cultivation.

Of course, these speculations about curses and self-destruction for the sake of sacrifice were made by Zhong Cang.

If it were a proficient spellcaster or curse master, they would continue to ponder and find a way to break the curse.

Although in most cases, curses are difficult to dispel and can only be resisted by cultivators.

Just like Zhong Cang now.

After being cursed by Li Yi, the demonic cultivator who mocked him, died a miserable death not long after.

As for Zhong Cang, although there were signs of blood turmoil, at the first sign of abnormality in his body, the five viscera gods within him resonated together.

The Five Spirits Seal suppressed the abnormalities within Zhong Cang's body.

Without hesitation, as soon as his body returned to normal under the suppression of his condition, Zhong Cang pointed his sword, and the flying sword, Thunderclap, once again slashed towards Li Yi's body.

"Hahaha... If you want to kill me, go ahead!

Without any resistance, facing the flying sword that came down with force, Li Yi opened his hands and allowed the sharp sword to fall.

"Chi," because there was no obstruction, Li Yi's blood slave body was easily split in half.

But in the instant of his body's death, the blood in Zhong Cang's body surged, doubling in intensity.

"Puchi..."

The chaotic state of his body caused blood to flow out of Zhong Cang's mouth, and the Flying Sword Thunderclap also trembled.

Before Zhong Cang could calm the turmoil within his body, a arrogant laughter resounded from below once again.

"Hahaha, you want to kill me? Come on, I'm standing here, let you kill me, let's see how many you can kill."

"One, two, three... or ten!"

"Hahaha..."

Amidst the laughter, one figure after another appeared not far from the Flying Sword Thunderclap.

As they appeared, they also shouted angrily in unison:

"Kill me!"

"Kill me!"

"Kill me!!!"

...

With angry shouts and arrogance, in the midst of each "kill me," Li Yi's figure standing in the sky multiplied to nine.

With so many figures, coupled with Zhong Cang's injured state, the morale of the Demon Sect, which had been on the verge of collapse, instantly soared.

The noble families and the royal family who were paying attention to this battle also breathed a sigh of relief.

"Phew... fortunately, the candidate Saint Child of the Demon Sect is not so weak."

"Joining the Demon Sect, this move was right."

Even the Lord of the Four Seas Pavilion's branch sighed.

"It's a pity, the situation has been overturned... Huh?!!"

The inability to find the true body, the terrifying and cruel curse, and the large number of clones, just these three points were enough to feel the difficulty of dealing with the candidate Saint Child of the Blood Sea Sect.

And the more clones were killed, the stronger the curse became, making it impossible for Li Yi to make a move like a hedgehog.

Such a formidable opponent made many people feel that Zhong Cang finally had a match.

And the Demon Sect was stronger than the Cloud Firmament Sect, even after the recent slaughter, the Demon Sect's strength still surpassed that of the Cloud Firmament Sect.

If Zhong Cang was entangled and unable to escape, Cloud Firmament Sect would lose this battle without needing to be defeated.

Realizing this, the crowd said that the Demon Sect was about to turn the tide.

However, before these spectators could finish their words of admiration, the situation in the field once again reversed.

...

"With this oath, I will not allow anything in this world that I cannot sever!"

With the recitation of the Sword Incantation, Zhong Cang's heart and soul converged, his consciousness tightened, and an unmatched determination emanated from the Sword of the Mind in his consciousness sea.

The Sword Intent attached to the sword pointed by Zhong Cang as he lightly swiped it forward.

"Ah!!!"

As Zhong Cang's finger "touched" the curse thread, a piercing wail erupted in his heart and soul.

The wail was ear-piercing and soul-shaking, but Zhong Cang's consciousness was protected by the Sword of the Mind, so this wail naturally did not affect him.

With a slight tremor of the Sword of the Mind, a melodious sword hum easily suppressed the wail.

Then, with a "crack" sound, as if invisible lines were cut by Zhong Cang.

He used the Sword Intent of the Mind to cut the curse thread.

Cutting the illusory curse thread may seem exaggerated, but considering that the Sword of the Mind is also illusory, cutting the illusory with the illusory seems reasonable.

At the same time, Zhong Cang's ability to easily cut the curse thread is also related to the fact that Li Yi's spells were not well-practiced and his traces were extremely conspicuous.

If his Blood Chaos Curse cultivation reached the Grandmaster level, or if he used stronger spells, or even cursed Divine Abilities, it would be difficult for Zhong Cang to cut them.

Even when facing these terrifying curses, it is possible that even if he opened the Sword Heart, he would not be able to see the fluctuations of the curse thread.

At the same time, regardless of the reason for the spells, not seeking a solution to the curse, but relying solely on the sword in his hand to shatter everything, is also the style of a true sword cultivator.

One sword breaks ten thousand laws, such praise placed on a sword cultivator is not just empty words.

...

"Come and kill me... Huh?!"

The Blood Curse thread being cut naturally caught Li Yi's attention.

Originally, after revealing nine blood slave figures, Li Yi, who was laughing maniacally, a demonic cultivator with a fierce look in his eyes, was steadily approaching Zhong Cang and the direction of the Cloud Firmament Sect.

However, when the curse thread was cut, his expression instantly changed.

"Impossible!"

"How can you cut the curse thread..."

He wanted to say something else, but the swift Zhong Cang didn't want to waste any more time.

"Whoosh!"

With a sharp sound, the Flying Sword Thunderclap swiftly pierced towards the nine figures standing in the air.

"If you want me to kill you, fine, here I come."

"Sizzle..."

Caught off guard, three of the nine blood slaves released by Li Yi were instantly shattered by Zhong Cang.

Hmm... The most important thing to achieve such excellent results is naturally the Sword Qi Thunderclap and the Sword Intent of the Mind.

There is no need to compare the functions of these two abilities, which one is more powerful.

The blood slaves died tragically, and three curse threads once again entangled Zhong Cang.

However, at the moment they appeared, before the curse could take effect, Zhong Cang began reciting the Sword Incantation to hypnotize himself, while continuously waving his sword fingers, slashing at the curse threads.

"I swear here and now, I can sever everything!"

"Swish swish swish..."

In an instant, these three cursed threads were cut off by Zhong Cang's Sword Intent.

Then, like a Flood Dragon, the Flying Sword Thunderclap swiftly attacked the other six blood slaves.

"Whoosh!"

As the flying sword shot towards the enemy, something that astonished not only Zhong Cang but also the disciples of the Demon Sect happened.

Those six blood slaves, when faced with the pursuit of the Flying Sword Thunderclap, actually... ran away.

Yes, in this battle, the first to flee was not an ordinary disciple of the Demon Sect, nor was it an Innate Martial Artist or a soldier, but the candidate Saint Child of the Demon Sect!

His escape brought endless shock to everyone and instantly shattered the mentality of the Demon Sect cultivators.

"He... he ran away?!!"

"The Saint Child... escaped?"

"How is this possible?"

"Run!"

Initially, many disciples of the Demon Sect and privileged children had not reacted yet. But after a moment, with a loud noise, everyone started to flee.

The Demon Sect disciples who had just shown a fierce demeanor and were closing in step by step were now like startled birds, running away at an especially frantic speed.

At the same time, most of the demonic cultivators, while fleeing, tightly closed their mouths, burning their spiritual energy, running as fast as they could.

Only the candidate Saint Child of the Demon Sect, Li Yi, was a meticulous person. While fleeing, he left a sentence behind:

"Cloud Firmament Sect's bastard, you won this time, but don't get too cocky. This Saint Child will come back."

"Come back? You don't have a chance. Today, you will die here."

When Zhong Cang said these words, his expression was calm, but it seemed to have angered Li Yi.

"Kill me? Hahaha... You said you want to kill me!"

At this point, Li Yi's voice suddenly became furious.

"Bastard, don't get too proud. You've only won by a small margin!"

"If you want to kill me, you still have a hundred years to go!"

"When you find my true body, then you can talk about killing me!"

Saying these words in a fit of rage, it was clear that this candidate Saint Child of the Blood Sea Sect did not believe that Zhong Cang could kill him.

In fact, he didn't even believe that Zhong Cang could find him.

And just as he was thinking this, Zhong Cang curled his right hand and made a striking motion towards the void.

With this action, Li Yi, who was hiding in the blood-soaked ground, suddenly felt a chill in his body and mind. He felt the threat of death!

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