Sword Heart Transforms, Sword Intent Grows!

The clear Sword Heart allowed Chen Sheng to clearly perceive the changes in the Unihorn Green Bull Demon King's aura, and its every move was laid bare before him.

He could even precisely predict the trajectory of the opponent's next attack, and he could see the subtle disturbances in the demon king's aura with utmost clarity.

With the Celestial Spirit Wind-Thunder Sword Array, Chen Sheng's combat power skyrocketed, and an unprecedented confidence surged in his heart.

"Go!"

Chen Sheng let out a low shout, controlling the Tingyu Sword to attack the Unihorn Green Bull Demon King again.

Sword Intent melded with swordsmanship, greatly enhancing the potency of various sword techniques.

This time, his swordsmanship became even more exquisite and unparalleled, like a deer hanging its antlers, without a trace, every strike aimed directly at the demon king's vital flaws.

Simultaneously, his Divine Sense stirred. The freshly cultivated Four Symbols God-Sealing Seal, under the blessing of the Sword Heart, seized the opportunity and quietly activated.

An invisible shockwave of Divine Sense shot forward like an arrow leaving the bow, producing a piercing sound as it rushed swiftly toward the demon king's sea of consciousness.

The Unihorn Green Bull Demon King suddenly felt a severe pain in its mind, as if a sharp blade was wantonly swirling within, causing turmoil in its sea of consciousness.

Its actions immediately stalled, and the originally fierce attack paused briefly.

At this critical moment, the Tingyu Sword emitted a thundering roar, its speed lightning-fast. The Sword Gang condensed into threads had already pierced through its defenses.

It left a ghastly wound deep enough to expose the bone on its chest, almost piercing its heart, with blood gushing out like a fountain, staining its ghostly blue fur red.

"Howl—"

The Unihorn Green Bull Demon King let out a painful howl.

It vaguely sensed a tremendous change happening to this human Cultivator, as if it had completely fallen into a disadvantage, a hint of fear flashing in its eyes. It instinctively transformed into a black wind to flee.

This black wind was denser than the previous Divine Wind and several times faster, carrying the demon king's figure as it attempted to escape the battlefield.

How could Chen Sheng give it such an opportunity?

He swiftly controlled the Wind and Thunder Sword Array, which rapidly expanded into a giant Sword Domain, interwoven with wind and thunder, crisscrossed by Sword Qi, tightly entangling the opponent within.

The black wind collided with the Sword Domain, emitting thudding sounds, yet it could never break through this barrier.

Chen Sheng's figure remained hidden within the Grand Array, his aura merged seamlessly with the Sword Array, making it difficult to discern.

One after another, majestic Sword Lights slashed out from the Sword Array, dividing into dozens, even hundreds of strands, like dragons emerging from the sea, all attacking the demon king simultaneously.

Subsequently, the Sword Lights condensed into terrifying Sword Threads, fine as hair, but incomparably sharp, guided accurately by the Sword Heart to fall upon the demon king's weaknesses.

Each Sword Thread that landed left small wounds on the demon king's body. Although not deep, they continuously drained its vitality and Primordial Qi.

The Unihorn Green Bull Demon King kept launching attacks, spraying black Divine Wind from its mouth, the Divine Wind carrying countless stone thorns slammed against the Sword Domain, attempting to break the Grand Array.

However, Chen Sheng, with his Sword Heart Insight, had already predicted its attack trajectory, controlling the Sword Qi within the Sword Array to shatter each Divine Wind and stone thorn.

The Divine Wind was shredded by the Sword Qi, the stone thorns smashed into powder by the Thunder Light.

After dozens of exchanges, the demon king's aura grew increasingly weak, its body bearing more and more wounds, and its movements became sluggish.

Chen Sheng grew ever more cautious, constantly hiding within the Grand Array, using the Array's concealment to manipulate the Wind-Thunder Sword Array in coordination with the Tingyu Sword, sweeping across with the least cost to achieve the final harvest.

Like a patient hunter, he waited for the perfect moment.

Being so tormented and completely unable to escape, the Unihorn Green Bull Demon King had a hint of crazed resolve flashing in its eyes.

Its sharp horn suddenly ignited, the black flame containing terrifying destructive aura, seemingly coming from the Nine Nether Hellfire, burning the air with a sizzling sound.

It used all its strength, muttering incantations, seemingly directly locking onto Chen Sheng's position in the void, pointing the flaming black horn fiercely towards Chen Sheng's direction, roaring:

"Die!"

A pitch-black Death Light shot from the horn, its speed reaching an extreme, piercing through the Celestial Spirit Wind-Thunder Sword Array in the blink of an eye.

Within the Sword Domain, the Sword Qi and Thunder Light appeared as fragile as paper before the Death Light, torn apart instantly, while the Tingyu Sword was knocked away, emitting a mournful cry.

Chen Sheng was greatly shocked; the Sword Heart issued a strong sense of danger. He dared not be negligent, hastily summoning a Tier Three Middle Grade Defense Talisman acquired from the Qinghua Treasure Vault.

The Talisman transformed into a thick Light Shield, inscribed with complex Runes, radiating a gentle light.

Simultaneously, he also summoned a Quasi-Tier Three Pill Furnace, ancient and heavy, spinning in the air, shielding behind the Light Shield.

However, the Death Light contained utterly destructive power, easily shattering the Light Shield, then collided with the Pill Furnace.

"Crack!"

Accompanied by a heavy sound, a large crack appeared on the Pill Furnace, which then exploded with a bang.

The Death Light's residual force continued, fiercely striking his torso.

"Pfft!"

Chen Sheng spewed a mouthful of fresh blood, which transformed into a mist of blood in the air. His body flew backward like a kite with a broken string, crashing heavily against the mountain wall, emitting a muffled thud, dislodging numerous rocks from the mountain wall.

He could clearly feel a devastating force rampaging within his body, breaking his meridians, damaging his internal organs, his life force rapidly ebbing away.

Every bone seemed shattered, and the intense pain nearly caused him to faint.

In the moment of crisis, Chen Sheng gritted his teeth against the excruciating pain, tremblingly extracting several Tribulation Pills from his Storage Ring, and swallowed them one after another.

The pills dissolved within, transforming into a mild yet powerful force, akin to spring rain nourishing parched land, temporarily sustaining his last breath of Primordial Qi.

Even so, he was severely weakened, his face white as paper, lips devoid of color, as if he would collapse at any moment.

Meanwhile, that Unihorn Green Bull Demon King, after unleashing the Death Light, exhausted all its strength.

Its massive body wavered, wobbling under the support of demon wind, finally crashing to the ground, raising a cloud of dust, utterly devoid of life.

Only the horn on its head retained a faint wisp of black flame, which soon extinguished.

Chen Sheng struggled to stand up, every movement tugging at the wounds across his body, causing him to grimace in pain.

He gazed at the corpse of the Unihorn Green Bull Demon King, then at his own fearsome wound on his chest, the torn flesh flipping outwards with remnants of black Death Qi, gritting his teeth:

"I truly underestimated the heroes of the world; nearly lost, what a terrifying Bloodline Divine Technique!"

He dared not linger, as this place was the edge of the Myriad Beasts Mountain Range, and the commotion of the battle just now was significant, with many unknown dangers still present.

Suppressing the excruciating pain throughout his body, Chen Sheng swiftly collected the demon king's corpse and his own Magical Treasures, transforming into a faint white light, swiftly flying toward the borders of Yue Country.

Following the memory of Mo Yunshan's Yue Country secular areas, he fled to these less Cultivator-populated regions, relatively safer, more suitable for brief recuperation.

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