My Cultivation Starting from Archery-Chapter 1395 - 505: Breaking Through Divine Will (2)
"Clang!"
Chen Sansi watched as his forearm separated from his body and flew away, along with the Taia Sword smashing onto the ground.
"Whoosh—"
The Taiyi Sword returned with a vengeance.
This time, it severed Tian Wu's right arm directly, causing the Longdan Bright Silver Spear to fall.
Yet... 𝐟𝚛𝕖𝚎𝕨𝗲𝐛𝚗𝐨𝐯𝐞𝕝.𝐜𝗼𝗺
Even with both arms broken, Chen Sansi still did not kneel. Instead, he leaned against the edge of the Sword Array, using the destructive Sword Qi as a wall to maintain his standing posture.
"Humph!"
Xuanqiong Zi snorted coldly.
This time.
He wielded the Taiyi Sword, piercing directly through Tian Wu's spine.
"Crack—"
First came a sharp pain, and then Chen Sansi could clearly hear the sound of his spine shattering. The terrifying Sword Qi raged within his body, and soon he lost consciousness from the excruciating pain.
At this point.
His physical body was completely disabled, with only his Primordial Spirit struggling to hold on.
"Hmm?!"
Xuanqiong Zi's brows furrowed.
Because he saw.
Despite his body being crippled, Tian Wu still did not kneel!
Chen Sansi used his Primordial Spirit to control his body, suspending it in mid-air, with the broken limbs hanging weakly, resembling a floating corpse.
Yet this corpse consistently faced and looked down upon the enemy!
Xuanqiong Zi, humiliated and enraged.
He resolved that even if he had to destroy the Primordial Spirit, leaving just an empty shell, he must force this shell to kneel before everyone!
"Buzz—"
The Taiyin Flying Sword trembled, heading directly toward the opponent's Primordial Spirit.
God illuminates, reveals itself!
Behind Chen Sansi's shell, a giant phantom appeared, swinging a mountain-like fist to meet the flying sword's attack.
But he was already at the end of his strength, let alone within the Sword Array—it was impossible to be a match.
After several rounds.
The Primordial Spirit's phantom grew increasingly dim, ready to vanish at any moment.
Still lacking a bit...
Divine Intention!
'What truly is Divine Intention?'
'An all-out, desperate effort, even rising from certain death—is this not my Divine Intention?'
'I cannot fight any longer...'
Chen Sansi was exhausted.
His physical body had long lost consciousness, becoming a corpse, and now his Primordial Spirit began to grow dizzy, on the verge of slipping into endless darkness.
'This is...'
'My end?'
'In this world, there is truly no battle where victory always prevails...'
'But!'
'One can be defeated, but must never break and admit defeat!'
'Today.'
'If I die, then so be it, for I have failed my master's teachings, failed to save the two mistresses, failed to protect my senior sister, failed to bring the warriors home...'
'But.'
'The seal of Eastern Continent still stands!'
'The Han Dynasty still has a Crown Prince!'
'Even if I die, the river will one day surge forth again!'
'Even if the river fails, Eastern Continent is rich with talents, and surely someone will inherit and embark again.'
'What I must do...'
'Is fight until death!'
'I can die, but I must...'
'Die standing!!!'
"Boom—"
Within the Sword Array.
The pressure suddenly increased.
Chen Sansi's broken Primordial Spirit had already lost control of the body; he watched as his shell began to bend its joints...
"I won't kneel—!!!"
Die, but never kneel!
No matter if it's a half-step Immortal, or even the strongest Immortal or Immortal Sovereign from the upper realm.
Chen Sansi can only die, but never kneel!
Consciousness growing faint.
His Essence Blood completely burned dry.
Chen Sansi returned to the broken shell, then began to burn his Primordial Spirit, gathering the last bit of Mana.
"Buzz—"
Flames streamed from the seven orifices of his damaged shell like winding Qiu Long, engulfing his body entirely, transforming into a fireball.
"You want to destroy my Primordial Spirit, forcing my corpse to kneel?!"
"Don't even think about it!"
"If I die, I won't leave you a single inch of flesh!"
"I, your father, shall not bow!!!!"
"Boom——"
The Primordial Spirit burned to its end, carrying the corpse enveloped in raging flames, like a great sun plummeting down, smashing towards the Old Master of the Holy Sect.
A fleeting look of surprise flashed in Xuanqiongzi's eyes; he hadn't imagined that this kid, in order not to bow, was unwilling to even leave behind a corpse.
After the surprise, his gaze was mostly filled with contempt.
Such an ant, however hard he fights, what of it?
In the end, he is just turning to dust!
With a casual swing of his sleeve, he intended to scatter this fireball.
But at that moment, the temperature of the fireball changed suddenly, far exceeding the intensity of Fire Magic used by a Divinity Transformation Cultivator.
"Not good!"
Xuanqiongzi's heart jolted in shock, hurriedly forming an incantation with both hands, summoning from his storage bag a set of armor made entirely of pure Bai Yu to float before him, then raised both arms to block.
"Rumble——"
The fireball descended.
His Fifth Rank supreme grade Spiritual Ancient Treasure Armor melted in an instant!
Xuanqiongzi mobilized the Power of Laws within the space, forming several defensive barriers, and finally managed to block the fireball.
This fire...
It was not a fire from the mortal world, likely a flame wielded only by immortals.
This madman...
Was actually using his own corpse and Primordial Spirit as fuel, aiming to perish together with him!
Indeed.
Even to the last moment, even when this kid knew he wouldn't survive, he still wished to burn everything, even if only to harm the enemy.
Truly a naive, yet terrifying enemy!
Unconsciously.
Xuanqiongzi already regarded him as an opponent.
However...
This opponent is already dead, turned to dust, soul utterly destroyed!
The fireball dispersed.
In the scorching heat, Chen Sansi's corpse had long vanished, leaving only the inextinguishable Immortal Fire lingering among the clouds, flickering as it continued to burn.
Dead!
Not far away.
Situ Ting witnessed the scene and immediately shouted loudly, "Chen Lei is dead, you demons, why haven't you surrendered yet?!"
"Your Majesty!"
"Master!"
"Junior Brother!!!"
"..."
Almost everyone found it hard to believe the scene before them.
Tian Wu...
Dead?!
"Junior Brother!!!"
Wang Zhi, tears streaming down his face, roared with all his might, charging forward recklessly.
Ye Fengxiu gritted his teeth, hating his own powerlessness.
These people, clearly senior brothers and sisters, yet they had always lived under the protection of their younger brother, and even at the very end, couldn't assist him.
"..."
Lu Ji standing atop a mountain of corpses, his face bereft of anything but rolling killing intent, spoke in a deep voice as if murmuring to himself, "I give you my fruit position, lend me your Divine Power!"
"Master!"
Several disciples' eyes turned completely red.
Even the Immortal Officials from Sky Wall City plunged into madness.
"Brothers!!!"
Wang Li looked at the somewhat bewildered soldiers, shouting loudly, "His Majesty led by example, rather die than yield, how can we retreat? Pick up your swords and follow this general in charging forward, for vengeance for His Majesty!
"Today, even if we are defeated, the Han Dynasty will not perish, there will come a day when someone will trample over Kunxu and plant the Han flag across all seventy-two peaks!"
Not long ago.
The Han soldiers, upon seeing the unfavorable situation, had gradually harbored intentions to retreat, but when they witnessed their Emperor dying battle unwavering, the hot blood within surged straight to the Heavenly Spirit!
Do not forget.
The original intention to attack Heavenly Water was to protect the Eastern Continent, to protect these mortals!
Now.
With the Emperor dying for this battle, how could they retreat?!
"Brothers! Kill!!!"
The shouts of killing drowned the thunder.
Millions of Heavenly Soldiers and Generals, like a fully unleashed tsunami, furiously besieged this Heavenly Water Saint Sect and Kunxu Sacred Land.
Even as they witnessed, one by one, their comrades falling, not one person took a step back.
Such a scene.
Even Xuanqiongzi hadn't anticipated.
How could Chen Lei die, and these people, instead of fearing, became like mad dogs?!
Ants, are thoughtless!
He could not understand at all, only treating these people as ants who knew nothing but following orders.
If so...
Then kill them all!
Slay them clean, let blood flow like rivers!
If submission cannot restore the prestige of the Holy Sect, then use slaughter, use blood to make the world fear and respect the Holy Sect from the heart!
