The Birth of Sword God-Chapter 217 - 189: Only One of His Kind in the World
In the grand hall, everyone’s expressions appeared incredibly astonished.
"Primordial Spirit?"
"Chu Huaixu went down the mountain and actually encountered a Primordial Spirit!"
Xiang Yan and Jiang Zhi both couldn’t sit still, immediately asking, "Did anything happen to him?"
"He’s fine, he’s already returned safely to the sect, but Liu Tianfeng, who was in charge of leading the team, along with a disciple named Ge Long, died within the altar." Li Chunsong’s face darkened once more as he spoke.
The others were slightly stunned, not expecting such a situation to occur.
Upon hearing this, Jiang Zhi immediately asked, "So, Chu Huaixu didn’t experience a Primordial Spirit possession?"
"Did he choose to possess Liu Tianfeng, who had the highest cultivation?"
Li Chunsong immediately replied, "Junior Martial Uncle, that’s not the case!"
"Chu Huaixu encountered it; specifically, the Primordial Spirit initially went to possess his body, but he drove it out."
The atmosphere in the grand hall instantly grew heavier.
"Is he okay?" Xiang Yan asked with concern.
"Mo Qingmei said that Chu Huaixu is not seriously harmed, just slightly injured," Li Chunsong answered.
At this moment, Chu Yinyin immediately said, "I understand now, it must be the sword in his sea of consciousness that protected him!"
"After all, when I tried to enter his sea of consciousness back then, I was inadvertently repelled by that sword."
"Now that Chu Huaixu’s cultivation has increased so much, the Sword Spirit within him should have also become stronger."
"Therefore, it protected him."
Xiang Yan and the others, upon hearing this, all felt it made sense.
"The Sword Spirit that Chu Huaixu cultivated by chance is indeed extraordinary."
"Having it there truly can protect the mind from possession," Zhao Shuqi said.
However, Li Chunsong looked at him and said plainly, "Fifth Brother, you’re mistaken!"
"If what Mo Qingmei said is true, then Chu Huaixu did more than just avoid possession."
"He seems to have...slain the Primordial Spirit!"
As soon as these words fell, a "bang" sound was heard in the grand hall.
Jiang Zhi couldn’t help but slap the table forcefully, his eyes widening slightly, "What did you say?"
"Chu Huaixu slew the Primordial Spirit?"
This Daoist Junior Martial Uncle’s breathing became a bit rapid, filled with disbelief.
To be precise, everyone present shared this sentiment.
Everyone now fully understood why Li Chunsong urgently summoned them.
Because everyone present had the ability to resist the intrusion of a Primordial Spirit.
But not a single one of them could completely annihilate it!
To be precise, throughout the current Profound Yellow Realm, neither this Daoist Junior Martial Uncle nor the Sword Venerable from the Sword Sect, nor the present National Guardian of the Moon Country...none of them could achieve this!
Why did Jiang Zhi value Xu Ziqing so much, and why did he value the sword left by the Dao Ancestor?
Besides the Origin Spirit Realm, it was also because of the Primordial Spirit.
They couldn’t completely annihilate a Primordial Spirit, but this sword could.
The Bronze Sword contains the most evil Qi of heaven and earth, it doesn’t simply destroy a Primordial Spirit; it can rely on the Evil Qi to devour a Primordial Spirit!
To be precise, the Bronze Sword was forged a thousand years ago specifically to solve the scourge of Primordial Spirits!
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In the grand hall, Jiang Zhi immediately made a decision.
"Li Chunsong, go and bring Chu Huaixu directly over," he instructed.
"Yes."
The Daoist Six Elders immediately flew to Medicine Mountain to fetch Chu Huaixu.
He had recently gotten a bit used to doing this, much like this young lad’s steed, always having to fetch him along.
In the grand hall, Jiang Zhi’s expression continually shifted, saying nothing, who knew what he was thinking.
Li Chunsong was very efficient; he quickly brought Chu Huaixu over.
Along the way, he didn’t tell him the reason.
In fact, ever since Jiang Zhi returned to the sect, Chu Huaixu hadn’t really liked coming to such occasions.
"It used to be great, the best place to show off."
"Showing off in front of ordinary disciples isn’t as satisfying as doing so in front of the Daoist high-ups," he thought to himself.
However, this returning Junior Martial Uncle seemed to be a pressure freak.
This old guy applied pressure every day and clearly didn’t like him, which Chu Huaixu found rather annoying.
Still, he had a rough idea in his heart, understanding it probably had to do with the altar trip.
Upon entering the grand hall, all eyes converged on him.
Each person released their Divine Sense, examining his physical condition.
Chu Huaixu was indeed seriously injured, but he had already taken an elixir, and with the self-healing ability of the "Dao Scripture," he had mostly recovered by now.
Seeing that he was indeed alright, everyone breathed a collective sigh of relief.
Sect Leader Xiang Yan, using his unpleasant voice, said, "Chu Huaixu, Sixth Junior Brother just said that during your trip down the mountain, while vanquishing demons, you encountered several twists and turns."
"We are deeply saddened by the deaths of Liu Tianfeng and Ge Long."
"But I hope you’ll recount the whole story in detail now, without omitting any details."
"The gravity of this matter is beyond your imagination," Xiang Yan said.
Upon hearing this, Chu Huaixu immediately asked, "Is it because of that Divine Soul?"
This is also something he was eager to clarify.
"Yes, you should emphasize this matter," Jiang Zhi quickly answered before Xiang Yan could speak.
Chu Huaixu nodded and recounted everything that happened after entering the altar.
He even revealed issues concerning the Realm Lord without hiding anything.
This was the result of his careful deliberation.
The Daoist sect’s higher-ups wouldn’t harm him, so he felt there was no need to keep things hidden.
Unfortunately, even Jiang Zhi and the others looked puzzled.
"Realm Lord?"
They exchanged glances and seemed rather confused.
After a brief discussion, they decided to put the matter aside for now and gestured for Chu Huaixu to continue speaking.
This left him with some regret, making him even more uncertain whether the Realm Lord was the Dao Ancestor.
Chu Huaixu continued his story, trying hard to restrain himself from excessively praising himself.
Striving for objectivity, with only a little bit of boasting!
"I saw the Divine Soul enter my body and directly used the Heart Sword in my Sea of Consciousness. It only took three strikes to force it out."
"But unexpectedly, this Divine Soul was indeed not weak. Even after taking my three strikes head-on, it was only largely destroyed!"
Jiang Zhi and the others, hearing this: "..."
What does ’indeed not weak’ mean?
Do you know what a Primordial Spirit truly is!
Three strikes to repel a Primordial Spirit and destroy most of it?
What an incredible feat!
Listening to this kid, he even seems somewhat regretful?
Seeing the strange expressions on everyone’s faces, Chu Huaixu promptly added:
"This incident was truly because my cultivation is still shallow."
"If my cultivation were higher, I certainly wouldn’t have let it escape!"
"Ge Long and Steward Liu, I should have been able to save them." His tone lowered.
Everyone: "..."
Is your cultivation really that shallow?
Among those present, the weakest are at the peak of the Sixth Realm, and the strongest are Great Cultivators of the Eighth Realm!
Yet they couldn’t accomplish what you did.
"Continue speaking," Xiang Yan instructed with a gesture of his hand. "After the Divine Soul was forced out of your body, what happened next?"
Chu Huaixu began to narrate how the Divine Soul first controlled Ge Long, then used his explosive body to block him, causing severe injury.
Immediately after, this eerie Divine Soul took another sword strike from him, yet still had enough strength to enter Liu Tianfeng’s body, contending for control.
"But by then, the Divine Soul was likely incredibly weak, which meant Stewart Liu wasn’t completely controlled."
"He first severed one of his arms, then ignited a talisman I didn’t recognize..."
Everyone fell into a brief silence upon hearing this.
This eldest steward of the Outer Sect chose the most dramatic way to die.
Finally, it was Li Chunsong who spoke first: "So, you’re saying that after Liu Tianfeng used the Domain God Talisman, your Sword Spirit in your body noticed there was still a wisp of the Divine Soul trying to escape?"
"Yes," Chu Huaixu nodded.
He looked at Li Chunsong and said, "The Divine Soul is invisible to the naked eye, and even if I use my Divine Sense, I can’t capture its position."
"Previously, it was purely because it was surrounded by Evil Qi that I could track it."
"But my Heart Sword could still find its location!"
There was no other way; it was just suppression!
The sword cuts the flesh, the Heart cuts the soul!
Then Jiang Zhi spoke up.
"Chu Huaixu, are you certain this Divine Soul has been completely annihilated by you, with not a shred remaining?"
The reason he asked was simply that many before had thought they had entirely eliminated a Primordial Spirit.
But, in reality, that wasn’t the case.
—Primordial Spirits are something we, by ourselves, cannot kill completely!
Chu Huaixu didn’t understand the intricacies here; he just felt this statement sounded uncomfortable, as if insinuating he was bragging.
"I’m certain," he lifted his head to meet Jiang Zhi’s gaze with confidence.
"If it were to happen again, could you do it?" Jiang Zhi asked again.
"Naturally," Chu Huaixu replied immediately.
The Junior Martial Uncle in a white robe immediately stood up and took a couple of steps forward.
"Very well, then prove it to me!"
He took a Golden Alms Bowl from his storage token.
This bowl contained liquid that looked like clear water.
Within the water, a wisp of red airflow drifted about.
It seemed different, in some ways, from the Divine Soul on the altar, with different attributes.
But fundamentally, they were not different.
So you want me to prove it?
Chu Huaixu looked at the Junior Martial Uncle and boldly said, "That’s no problem!"
This wisp of dark red airflow, in his eyes, was not much different from the Divine Soul that last attempted to escape.
It was already almost entirely destroyed and very weak.
Therefore, he simply stirred the Heart Sword in his Sea of Consciousness with a simple gesture, completely annihilating it.
He took a few steps forward, stopping in front of Jiang Zhi.
Then, he just lowered his head...
—And glanced at the Golden Alms Bowl.
With that single glance, the red airflow within the bowl completely dissipated, leaving nothing behind.
A single glance and the Primordial Spirit was destroyed.
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