Chapter 337: The Demon Sect's Holy Saint Remains Terrifying Today
Luo Wusheng's condition was indeed slightly off.
In a sense, his preparation this time had been quite thorough—not only had he laid out a detailed plan, but he had also made contingency measures for possible unexpected events.
The changes in the Antediluvian Nether Eye's space were indeed outside his expectations, but fortunately, they didn't seem to significantly affect the original plan.
Although at this moment, the space inside the eyeball seemed to be nothing but empty void, the arrangements he had made earlier within it had not vanished.
The Thirty-Six Sword Absolute Array brought back by the Sword Emperor's broken sword had already been properly set up, it was just that the cubic platform originally used to anchor the array had mysteriously disappeared, leaving Luo Wusheng only able to sense the connection to the sword array, but unable to locate the magical longswords—originally belonging to the Nascent Soul cultivators of Sword Province—that were meant to be used as the array's medium.
However, this didn't prevent him from using the array. After all, the core of the sword array had always been in his hands from the beginning…
For the first time, [Phantomless 2.0] revealed yet another new form—the sword form.
Recently, when Luo Wusheng appeared in public, he had almost exclusively used the 7,000-meter-long sword form of this artifact, leading many to associate his most powerful strike as the Demon Sect's Holy Saint with that overwhelming sword attack.
This was, of course, intentional on Luo Wusheng's part.
Using the artifact in various forms to fight could indeed catch enemies off guard, but binding the identity of the Demon Sect's Holy Saint to a powerful artifact in sword form had its own advantages.
At the very least, when he wanted to hide his identity in the future, he wouldn't be easily recognized just because he possessed a powerful artifact capable of transforming into multiple shapes.
And now, although [Phantomless 2.0] in his hand had taken on a sword form, its specific appearance was obscured by the dazzling lightning that surrounded it.
But despite all these thorough preparations, Luo Wusheng still underestimated certain things.
For example...
"Tsk tsk, what a laughable sight. Is that all you've got?"
"This clownish struggle has its own charm… hmm, keep playing your little tune and keep dancing. Let me see what other laughable tricks you've hidden, how many more strikes you can withstand."
"Delightful, how utterly delightful!"
—He had grown arrogant.
Manipulating the Thirty-Six Sword Absolute Array along with the purple lightning sword shadows formed by his tribulation lightning power, he held [Phantomless 2.0] in his right hand. Ferocious arcs of lightning danced along its surface, illuminating his figure in the darkness of the void, casting a proud and detached expression upon his face—an expression that watched the battle like it were a farce. His black hair flowed freely, making him appear as a god or demon.
This was clearly not a stance his usual self would display.
Even with the terrifying power of the Thirty-Six Sword Absolute Array, even if he could easily obliterate the chicken Netherkin with a flick of his hand, he wouldn't typically act like this.
Though he greatly appreciated his artifact's ability to show off in front of others, there was still a distinction between showing off and straight-up acting like a chuunibyou.
Not even Luo Wusheng had expected the last remaining Buddhist Six Great attachment—"Arrogance Attachment"—that he'd stored in the metaphorical "sack of fake Demon Sect disciple props," to have such an intense effect.
Yes, right before the chicken Netherkin entered the space, Luo Wusheng had used a modified version of the Buddhist Golden Body technique to absorb this long-hesitated-over Attachment.
He had little choice.
The void in this space was now restricted, and the two young girls would inevitably be dragged into this sudden battlefield between Nascent Soul cultivators.
If he wanted to keep them from getting caught in the aftershocks, he had to give them an extra layer of protection.
His original Buddhist Golden Body had already been shattered in the outside world after directly receiving a blow from the chicken Netherkin. To quickly restore it, he needed to take a new approach.
And when he had made the decision to protect the Sword Province Nascent Soul cultivators earlier, he had already considered how he might need to reinitiate the Golden Body.
The most hard-core way to recharge it?
Directly upgrade it.
And so, as the enhanced golden light once again shielded the two little girls, Luo Wusheng, without even realizing it, had already transformed into his current, overwhelming state.
(Is… is Senior Brother really okay like this?)
Bai Xiaoyao's expression grew increasingly strange as she watched her usually calm and reliable senior brother spouting lines she never imagined he would say.
Sure, the chicken Netherkin was indeed being suppressed just as they had planned, and her senior brother's strength far exceeded their expectations—but why did it all feel so... off?
It's as if they were the villains here?
The little demoness fell into deep thought.
(According to Senior Brother, this effect will wear off after some time... when that moment comes, he...)
. . . . . . . .
Outside Xiaofeng Mountain.
Everyone present was dumbfounded.
Atop the barren mountain peak, a massive curtain of light shimmered beneath the setting sun.
Within that glowing screen was a scene of deep, dark void. And inside that void, a figure that looked like a god or a demon wielded terrifying lightning, descending like the embodiment of catastrophe, delivering divine retribution upon a monstrous chicken Netherkin shrouded in black energy.
Despite its seemingly impressive aura, the chicken Netherkin could do nothing but swing its charred wings—already covered in wounds—again and again in a desperate attempt to fend off the barrage of lightning. Its eyes were bloodshot, its movements frantic.
Feathers were scattered everywhere, several patches of its body had gone bald, and the corrupted black nether aura tried in vain to repair the damage, overwhelmed by the relentless rain of lightning swords.
The group of Nascent Soul cultivators, still recovering from their injuries just outside the mountain, now trembled to their very cores.
Even the red-faced, mid-Nascent Soul cultivator found himself gulping repeatedly, his lips clearly dry with shock.
"Th-this… this is the Demon Sect's Holy Saint? Hahaha… I must be going mad—this has to be an illusion, right?"
"Just a Golden Core? You're telling me that level of power is only at the Golden Core realm? That terrifying lightning technique—it's even more terrifying than his sword attack from earlier! With power like that, which of us mid-stage Nascent Soul cultivators could even survive?!"
"And from the look of it, he's not even trying his hardest. That bolt of lightning he's been holding this whole time—he hasn't even used it yet… I'm sure that attack will be absolutely devastating!"
"Hssss— How can the Demon Sect's Holy Saint wield such terrifying techniques? He's just too terrifying!"
To be honest, many of them had started doubting whether the scene in the glowing screen was even real.
If it wasn't an illusion, how could something so absurd be happening right before their eyes?
But those comforting thoughts didn't last long—because in the distance, some curious low-level cultivators had already begun explaining the nature of the light screen.
And sure enough, information began scrolling across the glowing screen in textual form.
Upon learning that this very Demon Sect Holy Saint had, just recently, slain a Nascent Soul realm Rat Netherkin within such a projection space, everyone's thoughts grew increasingly complicated.
"Now that I think about it… something about the way he wields those lightning bolts feels weirdly familiar…"
At that moment, a simple, honest-looking Nascent Soul cultivator scratched his head and spoke with a puzzled look.
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