Immortality Cultivation: I Can increase My Stats Using Clansmen's Qi-Blood-Chapter 2076 - 1025: Shadow of Dao? (Part 2)

No sound, no light.

Yet Luo Qingchen felt like his head was hit hard by a ten-thousand-pound hammer.

With a buzzing sound, his vision went black, almost fainting on the spot.

The power that confined time and space was instantly shattered.

The "Shadow of Dao" opposite, however, merely wavered slightly, then returned to normal.

Clearly, in this pure power struggle, its absolutely logical calculations made its consumption much less than Luo Qingchen’s.

It’s over.

Luo Qingchen’s heart sank to the bottom.

Even the strongest trump card was of no use.

How could he continue fighting?

Is he really going to be defeated here?

No!

I cannot lose!

Luo Qingchen’s mind flashed with the loving faces of his parents, Lin Wan’er and Su Xiaowan’s worried eyes, and Bai Ling’er’s innocent smile.

A strong and extreme unwillingness once again exploded from the depths of his soul.

There has to be a way!

There must be something I can do that it cannot!

What is it?

What is it really?

Strength? Cultivation Technique? Moves?

It knows them all.

Then what is something it doesn’t know?

Luo Qingchen’s mind was racing fast.

He looked at the "himself" that was step by step closing in, expressionless.

Looking at those eyes that had form but no emotional fluctuations.

Suddenly.

A spirit light like lightning flashed through his mind.

He thought of it.

He thought of the biggest difference between himself and this replica.

Not strength, not cultivation technique.

It’s... experience! It’s... will! It’s... the human heart!

This replica is perfect, it’s rational.

It will calculate the optimal battle method.

It would never do anything risky, foolish, exchanging injury for injury.

But I will!

A crazy thought grew in Luo Qingchen’s heart.

He watched the approaching "Shadow of Dao", his face suddenly showing a fierce and resolute smile.

"Come on!"

He gave up all defense, spread his arms, as if welcoming death.

A stream of doubt like data flashed through the eyes of "Shadow of Dao".

But its actions didn’t pause at all.

Within its calculations, this was an unprecedented, opportunity for a kill.

It gathered all its power on the right fist.

Gray gold and colorful lights flickered wildly.

This punch was enough to completely smash Luo Qingchen and his Nascent Soul into nothingness!

"Brother Luo! No!"

Lin Wan’er and Su Xiaowan screamed heart-wrenchingly.

They did not understand why Luo Qingchen would give up resistance.

However.

Just as the "Shadow of Dao’s" fist was about to strike Luo Qingchen’s chest.

Luo Qingchen moved.

He neither dodged nor blocked.

Instead, using his intact hand at a bizarre angle, he also struck towards the "Shadow of Dao’s" chest.

He wanted to exchange life for life!

The "Shadow of Dao’s" movements suddenly stiffened.

A contradiction instantly appeared in its calculations.

Continuing the attack would kill the opponent, but it would also inevitably suffer severe injury, even risking destruction.

Retreating for defense could save itself, but it would lose this excellent chance to kill the opponent.

Rationality told it to retreat.

Because preserving itself was the optimal solution.

However.

It was just this hesitation of less than one ten-thousandth of a second.

That determined the final outcome of this battle.

Luo Qingchen was waiting for this moment!

He was not actually intending to exchange life for life!

He was betting!

Betting that this replica without a "human heart" would make the most "rational" choice when faced with the threat of "death"!

He bet right!

"Die!"

In Luo Qingchen’s eyes burst forth with astonishing brilliance.

The punch he threw towards the opponent’s chest was just a feint!

His true killing move was his destroyed, sunken shoulder!

He suddenly exerted all his strength and smashed forward with all his might!

Using his shattered shoulder bone like the sharpest dagger, he fiercely struck at the neck of the "Shadow of Dao"!

This was the most desperate move used only in street brawls!

Completely beyond what the "Shadow of Dao" could calculate!

Thud!

A dull sound of a sharp weapon piercing flesh.

Luo Qingchen’s shoulder bone deeply stabbed into the neck of the "Shadow of Dao".

The violent Chaotic Power surged wildly through the wound!

The body of the "Shadow of Dao" suddenly stiffened.

Its body, composed of starlight, began to flicker violently, like a television screen with poor reception.

It lowered its head to look at the gaping hole in its neck, and for the first time, a trace of emotion named "Collapse" appeared in its usually calm eyes.

Its computation core could not comprehend.

Why?

Why would the opponent use such a self-destructive tactic that harms the enemy by a thousand while damaging oneself by eight hundred?

This is not logical!

This is not "rational"!

"You..."

It opened its mouth as if trying to say something.

But Luo Qingchen didn’t give it the chance.

"Break for me...!"

Luo Qingchen let out an earth-shattering roar, as the Chaotic Power in his body, like a flood breaking a dam, poured unreservedly into the body of the "Shadow of Dao".

Boom!

The body of the "Shadow of Dao" could no longer be sustained.

With a reluctant dull sound, it exploded!

Turning into countless starlights, dissipating into the air.

"Huff... huff... huff..."

Luo Qingchen knelt on one knee, gasping heavily.

His face was as pale as paper.

The wound on his destroyed shoulder was even more ghastly, almost exposing the stark white bone inside.

His entire body was covered in injuries.

But he laughed, nonetheless.

Laughed heartily, beyond comfort.

He had won.

Won this nearly impossible battle in the most embarrassing, least dignified way possible.

"Brother Luo!"

The invisible barrier that separated them quietly vanished.

Lin Wan’er and Su Xiaowan rushed over at the first opportunity, supporting his staggering body from both sides.

"How are you? You’re seriously injured!"

Seeing Luo Qingchen’s dreadful state, the tears of the two girls involuntarily fell once again.

"I’m fine. I won’t die."

Luo Qingchen grinned, causing the wound at the corner of his mouth to hurt, making him grimace.

"Ah!"

Bai Ling’er also ran over, reaching out her tiny hand to gently touch his wound.

A warm and pure energy came from her small hand, alleviating some of Luo Qingchen’s pain.

"You have passed the final test."

The grand voice of the Guardian resonated once more.

This time, its voice seemed to carry an inexplicable tone.

There was praise, emotion, and even a hint of... relief?

Luo Qingchen looked up.

He saw the ten-zhang tall starlight figure slowly walking toward him.

The radiance around it no longer so vague, becoming much more tangible.

It walked up to Luo Qingchen and slowly bent its majestic "waist."

It was a motion akin to a bow.

"Welcome, Inheritor."

The Guardian’s voice was no longer the grand, emotionless voice of Law.

But turned into a gentle, elderly male voice.

"Inheritor?"

Luo Qingchen was stunned.

"I am the Star Soul, the first dragon guard under the Star Dragon Emperor."

The Guardian, who called himself "Star Soul," said slowly.

"My mission is to guard this place and await an Inheritor who can carry the hope of my clan."

"A hundred thousand years have passed."

"You are the first to pass the triple test."

Star Soul’s tone carried endless vicissitudes.

"So no one has come before?"

Su Xiaowan couldn’t help but ask curiously.

"Many have come."

Star Soul shook his head.

"But they all fell during the test."

"Some got lost in the Heart Illusion Realm, sinking into false happiness, never to transcend."

"Some, in their pursuit, became confused, their Dao heart collapsed, turning into dust of nothingness."

"Most fell at the third trial, ruthlessly obliterated by their strongest ’Shadow of Dao’."