The Birth of Sword God-Chapter 212 - 184: Possession!

On the altar, the scar-faced man received a response and quickly locked onto the figure of Chu Huaixu, clad in a black gold robe.

Four big words first emerged in his mind: "Truly handsome."

"Moreover, he’s actually the Profound Yellow Leader?" His heart began to overflow with joy.

"It seems today, not only will I gain immensely, but also escape this lowly body and achieve great merit." He thought to himself.

The giant sword in the scar-faced man’s hand suddenly began to emit fierce evil qi.

The essence blood in his body started to burn rapidly.

"Not good!" Mo Qingmei exclaimed inwardly.

Such a life-risking evil technique still exists!

Most evil cultivators are bloodthirsty and mad, yet innately cherish their lives.

Moreover, in the Daoist Sect territory, any evil cultivator who doesn’t cherish their life has long been killed by the Daoist Junior Martial Uncle, nearly to extinction!

What baffled Mo Qingmei more was that the opponent, at the cost of burning life and spiritual embryo power, suddenly increased his strength drastically. Yet he didn’t think of escaping, and instead chose to kill her?

Even odder was his peculiar methods.

"What kind of evil technique is this that it possesses such power!"

More importantly, there was an oppression at the level of divine sense!

The moment she lifted her spirit sword to block, the giant sword struck her blade, causing her sea of consciousness to tremble, bringing about endless piercing pain!

Evil cultivators focus on rapid cultivation.

Their spiritual powers are mixed and often their power of divine sense is weaker than cultivators of the same realm.

They take shortcuts by devouring others’ spiritual embryos to enhance their cultivation.

Even with poor aptitude, they progress quickly.

But their foundation is usually unstable.

Now, even this simple divine sense attack nearly shattered her sea of consciousness. This possibly means the divine sense realm has almost reached that of a Great Cultivator!

A trace of madness and desire flashed in the eyes of the scar-faced man.

But his target wasn’t Mo Qingmei.

He aimed to kill his way to the Profound Yellow Leader.

"Being the Profound Yellow Leader, he must be a paragon among paragons of the Profound Yellow Realm!"

"Surely a super grade spiritual embryo," he thought.

The scar-faced man swung his sword again, forcing Mo Qingmei back several steps, her vision darkening, her mind dizzy.

This evil cultivator knew he had to seize the time.

If another Daoist Steward came to support, it’d be troublesome.

"Mainly reluctant to waste these years of accumulated power," he thought to himself.

As he intended to go toward Chu Huaixu, he suddenly froze.

Because...

The other party actually took the initiative to attack!

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"Steward Mo, I’m here to help you!"

Chu Huaixu shouted, but the True Gang arrived before his voice.

Behind the True Gang followed seven sharp sword qi!

The opponent was an evil cultivator of the Third Realm, while he only had the First Realm Great Perfection cultivation, so he dared not be complacent.

Thus, from the start, he unleashed all the sword qi from the sword scabbard.

In addition, the sword intent and sword heart were also unleashed.

The True Gang and sword qi struck the opponent’s giant sword, instantly dispersing the pitch-black evil qi.

The scar-faced man’s eyes were already bloodshot.

He began to bleed from all orifices, white steam rose from his body, as if all the blood in his body was burning.

"Sword Intent?"

"Sword Heart?"

He rasped hoarsely, sounding extremely unpleasant.

"Worthy of the Profound Yellow Leader, hahaha, worthy indeed!"

It seemed the stronger Chu Huaixu appeared, the more excited he became.

"Younger! Give it to me! Give it all to me!" he shouted loudly.

"Help me regain the Infinite Dharma Body!"

As soon as he finished speaking, a system prompt sounded in Chu Huaixu’s ear.

"[Ding! You have triggered a hidden plotline.]"

Chu Huaixu glanced at the task interface, a trace of disbelief in his eyes.

Because the introduction to this hidden plotline was extremely simple, only two words.

——[Possession]!

He surely knew what possession meant.

The next moment, he and Mo Qingmei saw the right arm of the scar-faced man begin to burn, exposing white bones!

Towering evil qi was produced, the momentum was astounding.

"Chu Huaixu, get out of the way!" Mo Qingmei shouted a warning, raising her spirit sword to protect him.

As the giant sword fell, the altar started to collapse and crack.

"Mere ants, get away!" the scar-faced man shouted.

Mo Qingmei spat blood, forced to retreat several steps.

Her sea of consciousness again resonated with endless piercing pain, and she seemed about to faint at any moment.

Her thoughts gradually became chaotic, her vision blurred.

"Junior Sister Mo!" Liu Tianfeng hurriedly rushed over.

The scar-faced man realized he had no more time.

"Hmph! If not for divine soul weakening every moment outside the body, I wouldn’t have to drag this wretched body to shorten the distance."

He glanced at Chu Huaixu not far away.

"Forget it, forget it!"

The next moment, his body exploded with a roar.

Fragments of flesh and splintered bones mixed with chaotic and violent spiritual power swept all around.

Heavenly evil qi surged towards them!

Chu Huaixu gritted his teeth, his figure flashed.

An inky stream wrapped around him, the jade pendant at his waist glimmered, its power blending with the stream.

The barrier of his black gold robe appeared beside him, protecting him.

He fully activated [Feixuan], embracing Mo Qingmei tightly.

Chu Huaixu had sensed something wrong just now, since Steward Mo’s injuries weren’t that severe, why was she like this?

Looking at her state, there was only one possibility, which was her sea of consciousness was severely damaged!

Now that this evil cultivator self-destructed, if he didn’t save her, in the absence of her consciousness, she would be left half-dead.

From afar, Liu Tianfeng also acted simultaneously, in tacit understanding with Chu Huaixu.

He unleashed a sword qi, slashing at both the evil qi and the erratic, violent spiritual power from the explosion.

Chu Huaixu, holding Mo Qingmei, had his protective barrier and the inky stream both shattered.

As he was about to use [Feixuan] to dodge the aftermath, he sensed the entire area was enveloped in an ancient aura.

Everyone around, regardless of friend or foe, let out heart-wrenching screams.

Everyone felt excruciating pain in their sea of consciousness, endless pressure causing confusion.

This power was ancient, and mighty.

The oppressive force emitted made people dare not even breathe.

In an instant, Chu Huaixu felt all of it converging towards him. Before he could react, it entered his body, and surged towards his Spiritual Embryo Secret Collection.

The rippling spiritual power from the explosion blasted him and Mo Qingmei apart, sending them flying to different places. 𝚏𝗿𝗲𝐞𝚠𝕖𝐛𝗻𝗼𝐯𝕖𝚕.𝚌𝗼𝗺

Soon after, Chu Huaixu heard a somewhat hoarse voice, carrying a tone of exasperation.

"Middle grade spiritual embryo?"

"How can the mighty Profound Yellow Leader have a middle grade spiritual embryo!!"

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