National Guardian's Gone and We're Done-Chapter 64: While Shocking, It’s Nothing New to Me

Chapter 64: Chapter 64: While Shocking, It’s Nothing New to Me

Ruan Shugu’s rapidly fading life force was reversed by a mysterious power, as if time itself was rewinding and pouring back into his body.

This scene had long surpassed anything a King-level Martial Artist should be capable of.

When Chu He had slashed out with his sword, a fissure had appeared on Ruan Shugu’s body from top to bottom—a wound that would have been fatal even for a King-level expert.

As Ruan Shugu’s sons, Ruan Zaichao and Ruan Yingfu showed no signs of panic, grief, or anger at the sight, only a slight shock.

Their calm reaction was a clear testament to their absolute confidence in their father—or perhaps their unshakable faith in some mysterious power the family possessed.

The Ruan Family, a great clan that guarded the border and had produced three great generals, was truly more formidable than they appeared, their true power unfathomable.

Even Chu He, the former National Guardian War God of the Great Jing Empire, couldn’t help but feel a flicker of surprise at the Ruan Family’s strength.

The intelligence Lu Yinxing had sent clearly indicated the Ruan Family’s danger; even the imperial family was unwilling to turn against them without thorough preparation.

As the rise and fall of Ruan Shugu’s chest returned to normal,

he slowly exhaled a turbid breath, his eyes glinting with admiration for Chu He. "As expected of you, Chu He.

Your strength is truly impressive.

It seems we’ll have to serve the main course early. Otherwise, we might really fall to you this time."

Hearing their father’s words, Ruan Zaichao and Ruan Yingfu’s expressions also turned grave.

They simultaneously drew daggers from their waists and shouted in unison, "Sacrifice!"

At this command, the dense ranks of the family Guard all dropped to their knees in unison.

They too produced identical daggers, pressed their palms flat against the ground without hesitation, and violently stabbed the daggers through the backs of their hands, pinning them to the earth.

Ruan Shugu, meanwhile, stood quietly and took a pendant from within his robes.

Carved on this pendant was a black Buddha Mother, her head covered with a piece of black cloth.

The black cloth seemed ordinary, yet it emanated an indescribable aura.

’Interesting.’

Chu He stared at the pendant as an inexplicable feeling welled up inside him.

He realized that although this Buddha Mother pendant radiated the aura of an Evil Spirit, it was completely different from the other Evil Spirits he had encountered.

He could actually sense an air of compassion coming from the Buddha Mother.

Yet, her blood-red robes and the mysterious black cloth on her head made it clear this Buddha Mother was not as simple as she appeared.

In the aftermath of Chu He’s sharp sword strike,

Ruan Shugu’s would-be fatal wound had vanished as if gently erased by the hand of time.

This incredible healing was clearly connected to the Buddha Mother pendant.

On the ground, streams of blood, summoned by some mysterious power, converged into tiny droplets.

Each droplet, shimmering with an eerie light, scrambled to fly toward the pendant.

As if sensing the summons, the pendant gently broke free from its cord and floated lightly to the ground.

Infused with the blood, the Buddha Statue within the pendant came to life,

swelling in the wind until the once-small carving became a colossus over ten meters tall.

Its blood-red robes grew more vivid under the moonlight, as if threatening to stain everything around them.

A thick, nauseating stench of blood filled the air.

"Hmph. You were arrogant enough not to stop us?"

Ruan Zaichao sneered, rising to his feet. He drew a massive axe from his waist, its blade glinting coldly, and swung it at Chu He without hesitation.

The Xuanyuan Sword in Chu He’s hand traced a graceful arc through the air, meeting the descending axe head-on.

The deafening sound of colliding metal echoed through the night sky.

Ruan Zaichao’s body instantly shattered on impact, sending flesh and blood flying.

Shockingly, the shattered wounds healed in an instant, as if he had never been injured at all.

Seeing this, Ruan Yingfu also joined the fray without hesitation,

launching a fierce attack from behind Chu He with his long spear.

Chu He spun, his Xuanyuan Sword flashing through the air like a cold gleam to meet Ruan Yingfu’s spear.

Another deafening explosion erupted, kicking up a cloud of dust where they clashed.

The force overflowing from beneath Chu He’s feet tore dozens of fissures into the ground.

Ruan Shugu, standing before the giant Buddha Statue, remained motionless, but a strange light glinted in his eyes.

Chu He now understood. ’So, your great family, the supposed guardians of the border, have been sacrificing the blood of its people to an Evil Spirit.

This Evil Spirit doesn’t just need blood—it needs to feast on it.

Your injuries can be transferred to the Buddha Mother, who in turn empowers you.

It is indeed a powerful support-type Evil Spirit.

But the question is, how long can you keep this up?’

"Hmph, you don’t need to worry about that," Ruan Yingfu replied coldly.

"The power of your attack didn’t just come from that last spear thrust; it integrated the strength of every Ruan Clan Member present."

Chu He’s gaze was like a torch, seeing through everything. "After witnessing me fight the Black Pearl’s Evil Spirit alone, you still decided to move against my family, attempting to force me into submission.

You truly are full of confidence in your own strength."

He glanced at the long spear gleaming in Ruan Yingfu’s hand, the corner of his mouth curling into a sarcastic arc. "Looking at the power in that spear... forget one King-level expert, even ten, twenty, or thirty of them would probably have a hard time stopping it.

With the blessing of this Buddha Statue, your Ruan Family really does have the confidence to disregard the royal family of the Great Xia Empire."

However, a flash of impatience crossed Chu He’s eyes. "The strength you’ve shown is shocking, but to me, it’s nothing new."

He snorted, turned, and threw his Xuanyuan Sword. It transformed into a brilliant golden rainbow,

streaking across the sky like a meteor, carrying an incomparably sharp Sword Qi straight toward Ruan Shugu.

In that instant, the entire sky was consumed by a golden light so brilliant it would have put the sun to shame.

The immense pressure of the Sword Qi surged outward in all directions like a torrential flood.

Even with the Buddha Statue’s power, the faces of Ruan Shugu, Ruan Yingfu, and Ruan Zaichao turned pale.

All their confidence and assurance evaporated before this Sword Qi.

"Transfer all power to Father!"

Ruan Yingfu ordered decisively. He understood that Chu He was targeting his father, Ruan Shugu.

They had to protect their father at all costs.

Although this meant the entire Ruan Family would pay a terrible price,

as long as Ruan Shugu and the Buddha Statue survived, the family could recover in a short time.

The black cloth on the Buddha Statue suddenly disintegrated into countless fragments and scattered in the wind.

The horrifying face hidden beneath the black cloth was revealed.

The face resembled a rotten lotus seed pod. A dark light flickered within its sunken eye sockets, and from within the face itself, countless human hands of all sizes clawed endlessly at the air.

As these hands clawed, waves of bizarre energy surged out from the Buddha Statue, blanketing the entire Ruan Family estate.

One by one, the Guard members who had been holding their ground began to shrivel,

as if their life force was being sucked dry, until they collapsed to the ground, reduced to withered corpses.

This sudden spectacle,

terrified the remaining members of the Ruan Family’s Guard. Many froze on the spot, utterly bewildered.