Super Gene Ⅱ: Evolution-Chapter 671 - : The Virtuous Dwell Here

Chapter 671: Chapter 671: The Virtuous Dwell Here

“A divine weapon is fit only for those with virtue, and with your character and morals, you’re simply unworthy of wielding this blade.” Lin Shen held the hilt of the Soulslayer Blade, gently stroking its blade.

The Soulslayer Blade seemed to respond to his touch, vibrating with a tremulous hum.

Suddenly, Lin Shen casually tossed the Soulslayer Blade in front of An Jiahe, saying indifferently, “You want to use this blade, don’t you? No need to seize it by force, just take it if you can.”

A flicker of an unusual color passed through An Jiahe’s eyes, but at this point he was in too deep to back out and reached out to grasp the hovering Ten Directions Ghost God Slaying Blade, his body erupting with terrifying brightness as he attempted to forcibly control the blade in his own hands.

However, no matter how his strength surged, he couldn’t make the Ten Directions Ghost God Slaying Blade budge an inch; it was as if the blade was fixed in mid-air, utterly immovable.

The onlookers were astonished, never expecting that such a blade could possess such strength, that even An Jiahe couldn’t handle it.

Little did they know the terrifying power contained within the Ten Directions Ghost God Slaying Blade – it was forged using that unparalleled swordsman from the Mysterious Clan as the template, and The Three Reverences Sword Skill was one of the few capable of contending with The Ancient Realm King.

An Jiahe, merely a Nirvana Being, how could he possibly make the Ten Directions Ghost God Slaying Blade submit to him?

Seeing An Jiahe, who, no matter how hard he tried, could not sway the Ten Directions Ghost God Slaying Blade, a mocking smile appeared on the corner of Lin Shen’s mouth.

He extended his palm and softly commanded, “Come here.”

The Ten Directions Ghost God Slaying Blade suddenly issued a heaven-shaking blade’s cry, and terrifying Blade Qi soared into the sky, repelling An Jiahe who was trying to hold it.

The carapace on An Jiahe’s palm was shattered by the Blade Qi, injuring his hand and causing blood to flow freely.

Yet An Jiahe paid no attention to his injured palm, fixating instead on the Ten Directions Ghost God Slaying Blade as it automatically flew towards Lin Shen.

He couldn’t believe that the Soulslayer Blade, which he could not control, was obediently heeding Lin Shen’s command like a dog.

At this moment, An Jiahe felt like a clown.

The others also looked at Lin Shen, who had now taken hold of the Soulslayer Blade, with complex expressions and couldn’t help but entertain a peculiar thought, “Could it be true that a divine weapon contains a spirit, and is fated for those with virtue? Does even a blade despise An Jiahe for his actions? If not, how else can it be explained that under the heavens, An Jiahe can’t even lift the blade, yet Lin Shen can command it with ease?”

Little did they know that the Ten Directions Ghost God Slaying Blade had been partly forged by Lin Shen himself, and he too had perceived the True Extreme Slaying Evil Divine Light.

In addition, the Scrap Sword and the Ten Directions Ghost God Slaying Blade were originally cast from the same furnace; Lin Shen always carried the Scrap Sword with him, so he naturally bore its aura.

If there were anyone in the world other than Tian Zhixia who could move the Soulslayer Blade, it would be Lin Shen alone.

Lin Shen didn’t use the Soulslayer Blade but casually tossed it aside, letting it fly back to Tian Zhixia’s side.

“An Jiahe, let this be the end. The winner has already been determined. If it wasn’t for Tian Zhixia’s mercy, you would have been slain. The victory belongs to Tian Zhixia; you’ve long lost any right to continue in this contest,” Lin Shen said lightly.

When Lin Shen previously said that An Jiahe had no right to compete, most people didn’t really take it seriously.

The Celestial Race is fond of and adept at fighting; An Jiahe’s refusal to concede and his continued battling could be barely justified as the courage to fight to the death.

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However, after the incident with the Soulslayer Blade, many people’s gazes towards An Jiahe began to look somewhat peculiar.

Even those scions who had studied at the He Family Academy now looked at An Jiahe with a measure of disdain.

A person rejected even by a blade, just how inadequate must his character and morals be?

Although no one said it out loud, the facade that An Jiahe had built up before was already showing cracks.

An Jiahe naturally knew all of this, and he was more aware of it than anyone else.

But compared to the chance for the Dark Domain Lotus Seed, he would rather forgo such fame.

The opportunity for Dual Nirvana was rare throughout the ages, related to whether he could stand at the pinnacle of the universe’s pyramid in the future. Compared to that, what was a little bit of fame?

In the future, when he achieved immortality and dominated all his rivals, who would care what he had done before? Everyone would only say: Those who achieve great things do not fuss over trifles.

“The competition is the competition, with victory and defeat determined by loss and win, and based on the rules I have not admitted defeat; therefore, the competition must continue. If you are not convinced, then defeat me with skill. I allow you to represent Little Imperial Uncle in combat. Do you dare?” An Jiahe said with a cold face.

Today, no matter what, he had to obtain the Dark Domain Lotus Seed.

He had just seen Tian Zhixia standing up and reaching for his sword; he didn’t want to continue battling with Tian Zhixia.

The Ten Directions Ghost God Slaying Blade was too powerful; he was not sure he could defeat Tian Zhixia holding the sword, so instead, he provoked Lin Shen to take action.

“If you won’t accept a face-saving way out, then I’ll just have to comply with your wishes,” Lin Shen thought clearly that the Dark Domain Lotus Seed was too precious. Unless he completely drove An Jiahe out of the competition, he would not back down.

Lin Shen drew the Scrap Sword once more, prepared to continue the battle with An Jiahe.

However, An Jiahe did not attack immediately; he looked at Lin Shen and a mocking smile appeared at the corner of his mouth: “Lin Shen, according to the competition’s rules, pets can be used, right?”

“That’s right.” Lin Shen, who set the rules, of course knew them very well.

“Then let’s show you the real difference between Ascenders and Nirvana Beings.” An Jiahe somehow pulled out a Pet Gun and shot repeatedly into the sky. Nirvana Level pets flew out one after another; in a blink of an eye, more than a dozen Nirvana Pets appeared around An Jiahe.

“That one emitting a cold aura, that’s the Nirvana Level Frost Behemoth, right? I remember it’s a rare Nirvana Creature from Ice Ridge Star, with a Frost Attribute that can freeze anything.”

“That’s the Nine-Headed Demon Insect… the terrifying existence of the Hell Burrow Worm…”

“Abyssal Demon Walker… Heavenly Armored Divine Soldier… Thunder Destroyer…”

One by one, their names were called out. An Jiahe’s pets, without exception, were all top-tier Nirvana Creatures.

Any of these pets, if brought out, could fight with the top Nirvana Beings.

Now that more than a dozen Nirvana Level pets were present on the battlefield at the same time, even the most top-tier Nirvana Beings would only have the option to flee.

Moreover, Lin Shen was still an Ascender. Even if he used pets, he could at most summon Ascension Pets, and it was simply impossible for him to contend with An Jiahe’s pets.

“This is bad, Lin Shen is still an Ascender, unable to use Nirvana Pets; that’s a big disadvantage,” thought Tian Buluo, feeling that the situation didn’t bode well.

“Little Luo, you are too naive,” Qing Yu seemed to have a different opinion.

“Where am I naive?” Tian Buluo asked, puzzled.

“Lin Shen is the rule-maker of this competition. Do you think he would be so careless as to leave such a loophole?” Qing Yu spoke indifferently.

“He is indeed not that careless, but with the situation as it is now, I really can’t think of a solution. What about you?” Tian Buluo pondered.

“Who knows? He always surprises everyone. Before today, who could have imagined that he could withstand An Jiahe?” Qing Yu watched Lin Shen on the battlefield, speaking with an unusual look: “I always feel like he can solve any problem.”