Chapter 232: Lifebound Magical Artifact
"So stubborn!"
Shen Daoxing shook his head, not allowing her to refuse. He carried her directly to the base of a large tree and set her down. Then, he fumbled inside his robes and pulled out a bottle of top-grade Rejuvenation Pills.
Shen Daoxing poured out a few Rejuvenation Pills. Without a word, he stuffed them into the red-robed girl’s mouth and said in a tone that brooked no argument, "You stay here and heal. I’ll take care of the others!"
With that, Shen Daoxing pressed the entire bottle of Rejuvenation Pills into her hands and turned to leave.
The red-robed girl was stunned. She watched Shen Daoxing’s retreating back, then looked down at the Elixir in her hands, not moving for a long time.
"Dugu Sheng is out of the fight. Let’s deal with this guy first!"
Fang City glanced at the red-robed girl and made an instant judgment.
As he spoke, his figure flickered and vanished, reappearing above Shen Daoxing a moment later.
"Martial Movement Soaring, Aurora Sword Shadow!"
With a low cry, Fang City thrust his sword. In an instant, the single strike multiplied into ten, a hundred, a thousand phantom blades, as if countless versions of Fang City had appeared in the sky.
Unmoved, Shen Daoxing shot up, slashing directly at the countless blades.
In a blur.
All of the Sword Intent vanished.
CLANG!
Shen Daoxing’s Great Ming Demon Sparrow slammed into the sword in Fang City’s hand.
BZZZT!
A mournful cry rang out.
Fang City’s body shuddered, and he was forced back. He looked down at his sword. It was trembling slightly, as if afraid.
"Sweeping Thousand Armies!"
Suddenly, a furious roar echoed.
Shen Daoxing felt a powerful gust of wind sweep past his ear.
Mo Dingyi had appeared before him at some unknown point. The spear in his hand whistled through the air as it swept horizontally.
Shen Daoxing smashed out with his Great Ming Demon Sparrow.
CLANG!
Sparks exploded.
CLATTER!
The long spear shook violently.
Both of them were sent flying backward at the same time.
Mo Dingyi felt a sharp pain jolt through his hand. He looked down in astonishment to find a long crack had appeared on his spear.
Shen Daoxing’s figure flew high into the air, falling backward. Before he even touched the ground, Li Yi appeared at his side. He raised the Soul-Catching Mirror and shot a beam of dark green light at Shen Daoxing.
Shen Daoxing twisted his body in a mid-air flip, bringing his Great Ming Demon Sparrow down in a sudden slash from above.
CLANG!
A sound like the striking of a bronze bell rang out.
The Soul-Catching Mirror in Li Yi’s hand trembled. With a CRACK, the mirror’s surface shattered.
"What?!"
Li Yi was startled, and a pang of pain shot through his heart.
The next moment, Tiger Dominator’s figure erupted from behind Li Yi. He raised his great saber high, bringing it down on Shen Daoxing with the force of a collapsing mountain.
Shen Daoxing hastily swung the Great Ming Demon Sparrow upward to block.
CLANG!
The sound of metal striking metal rang out.
The great saber in Tiger Dominator’s hand vibrated with a hum. A large chunk was now missing from its blade.
"Everyone, be careful! That weapon of his is incredibly powerful! Arrayed Defense Artifacts!"
Fang City suddenly shouted.
In an instant, the men scattered, taking up positions in the four cardinal directions around Shen Daoxing.
Then, they each raised two fingers, murmured an incantation, and pointed forward. Their weapons suddenly flew from their hands, transforming into streaks of light as they shot into the air.
CLANG! CLANG! CLANG! CLANG!
Shen Daoxing hurriedly swung his weapon to defend himself.
Fang City and the others knew how formidable Shen Daoxing’s weapon was, so they only used the Sword Control Technique to attack him simultaneously, avoiding a direct clash.
The four Magical Artifacts flew nimbly through the air, as if they had eyes of their own.
For a moment, Shen Daoxing found himself completely tied up by them.
CLANG!
Shen Daoxing blasted away an incoming spear with a swing of his sword.
The next moment, Fang City’s Cyan Moon Sword, Tiger Dominator’s Tyrant Saber, and Li Yi’s Soul-Catching Mirror all attacked from behind.
Shen Daoxing didn’t have time to turn his Great Ming Demon Sparrow around.
He leaned his body back, and the three weapons grazed past his face by a hair’s breadth. A single severed strand of hair drifted down from the sky.
After brushing past Shen Daoxing, the three weapons stopped abruptly in mid-air, then turned and attacked him again.
Shen Daoxing tapped his foot and suddenly vanished from the spot.
The next moment.
BOOM! BOOM! BOOM!
Three massive explosions erupted where he had just been standing, leaving three large craters in their wake.
’So this is the Sword Control Skill... It’s this tricky to deal with?’
The Sword Control Skill was a common technique in the Spirit Transformation realm. However, only by possessing one’s own Lifebound Magical Artifact and achieving a state of complete mental synchronization with it could one control it as an extension of their own body, commanding it at will.
Although Shen Daoxing had entered the Spirit Transformation realm, he had done so too recently and hadn’t had time to refine his own Lifebound Magical Artifact.
Shen Daoxing looked down at the Great Ming Demon Sparrow in his hand.
’The Great Ming Demon Sparrow has been with me for a long time, and it’s never left my hand. I should be able to connect my mind with it.’
The moment that thought arose in his mind, a complaining Divine Thought was suddenly transmitted into his consciousness.
Shen Daoxing froze for a moment. He focused, sensing it carefully, and realized the complaint was coming from the Great Ming Demon Sparrow in his hand.
The complaining Divine Thought then grew stronger, as if grumbling that Shen Daoxing had been neglecting the Great Ming Demon Sparrow all this time.
Surprised, Shen Daoxing released his own Divine Thought and sent it flowing into the Great Ming Demon Sparrow.
In a trance, the world around Shen Daoxing suddenly turned illusory. The next moment, he found himself on a high mountain peak, looking out over an endless Cloud Sea.
Here, a small Flying Sword was joyfully circling him, like a long-lost orphan who had finally found their father.
Shen Daoxing looked closely and saw that this Flying Sword was identical to the Great Ming Demon Sparrow, only much smaller.
When Shen Daoxing held out his hand, it flew over on its own, pressing affectionately against his palm and rubbing gently.
CHIRP!
A high, clear, and melodious cry echoed from within the Cloud Sea.
Shen Daoxing turned his head to see a giant Vermilion Bird suddenly burst from the Cloud Sea. It spread its massive wings, filling his entire field of vision.
No!
It shouldn’t be called a Vermilion Bird.
It should be called a Demon Sparrow.
Because this was a Vermilion Bird that was pitch-black and wreathed in roiling Demon Fire. Wherever it passed, the Cloud Sea ignited and turned to ash.
At that moment, the Flying Sword on Shen Daoxing’s palm flew up, tapped him on the shoulder, then flew to the edge of the cliff and pointed toward the colossal Demon Sparrow.
By now, Shen Daoxing’s mind was already connected with the Flying Sword.
He understood the Flying Sword’s meaning. Walking to the cliff’s edge, he abruptly leaped off, plunging into the Cloud Sea.
Just then, the colossal Demon Sparrow was passing below, and Shen Daoxing landed squarely on its back.
The Demon Sparrow felt Shen Daoxing on its back.
SCREECH!
It threw its head back and let out a startled cry, clearly displeased with Shen Daoxing’s presence. It suddenly accelerated, diving into the Cloud Sea. Its massive body twisted and turned, leaving a long trail of flames through the clouds as it tried to throw Shen Daoxing from its back.
Having finally gotten on, how could Shen Daoxing let himself be thrown off so easily? He clung desperately to the Demon Sparrow’s back feathers, holding on for dear life.