Wait, How Did My Digital Girlfriend Become a Sword Immortal?-Chapter 682: I can do it too!

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Chapter 682: I can do it too!

Chapter 682: I can do it too!

"What?!" A flash of shock passed through Chen Niu's vertical pupils.

He never expected his opponent to break through his gravity suppression using such a head-on collision method.

And just as the gravity domain was torn open—

Lin Fan's figure, like a vicious beast breaking free from its shackles, instantly advanced to Chen Niu's side through the passage torn open by the sword qi storm.

"So fast!" Chen Niu's heart jolted in alarm.

He only had time to pull out a palm-sized, pitch-black token shaped like Buddha's hand.

The token was inscribed with ancient demonic script, emitting a heart-palpitating aura of curses and ominousness.

"Ten Thousand Demons Soul-Slaying Token! Suppress!" Chen Niu flung it with force.

The pitch-black token transformed into a dark light, ignoring spatial distance, instantly appearing above Lin Fan's head.

Countless twisted demon soul phantoms shrieked as they pounced out from the token, carrying an eerie power that corroded the divine soul, about to tear apart and devour Lin Fan's divine soul.

Lin Fan didn't even glance at the attacking phantoms, merely bringing his fingers together and placing them vertically by his mouth, coldly spitting out one word.

"Explode!"

Buzz!

The pitch-black longsword hovering closest behind him instantly brightened its star runes to their extreme.

Boom—!

The sword instantly exploded.

The silver-white sword radiance containing Red Sun Sword Intent and the violent sword qi instantly completely swallowed and annihilated the attacking "Ten Thousand Demons Soul-Slaying Token" along with the pouncing demon soul phantoms.

Not even a trace of residue remained.

The shockwave from the explosion even pushed Lin Fan himself back several zhang.

"Ah! My Soul-Slaying Token!" Chen Niu's heart bled with pain—that was a treasure he had refined for many years, albeit just a replica.

This thing attacked the divine soul and often worked well when used suddenly.

But he truly never expected that this 'variable's sword intent not only killed the body but also killed the divine soul.

Fury completely ignited his ferocity.

"Die for This Venerable One! Roar—!" His blood-filled maw suddenly opened wide.

Deep within Chen Niu's throat, a purple-black demonic power light sphere, extremely compressed and emitting destructive fluctuations, instantly took form.

Aiming at Lin Fan who had just been pushed back by the explosion and hadn't stabilized his posture, he fiercely spat it out.

A purple-black destructive light pillar over ten zhang in diameter tore through the space disturbed by the sword qi storm, carrying an aura that incinerated and annihilated everything, instantly blasting toward Lin Fan! Wherever the light pillar passed, residual sword qi was corroded and dissolved.

Before the breath attack even arrived.

Violent hurricane winds had already assaulted.

The cloth strips on Lin Fan's face fell in the wind, revealing a pair of eyes radiating silver-white sword radiance.

Facing Chen Niu's breath attack directly, he pointed forward with fingers together like a sword.

"Ten Thousand Swords—Void Abyss!"

Buzz—!

The remaining nine thousand-plus pitch-black longswords behind him reached the peak of their humming vibrations.

All the star runes simultaneously lit up to their extreme.

They no longer scattered, but as if attracted by invisible magnetic force, frantically converged and compressed toward the front that Lin Fan was pointing at.

One breath later.

Only one sword remained in the air.

A giant sword phantom, one hundred zhang long, compressed and condensed from nine thousand top-tier spiritual artifact longswords, its entire body flowing with destructive sword radiance, instantly took form.

On the sword body, countless tiny star runes frantically circulated, annihilated, and regenerated, emitting a terrifying pressure that made heaven and earth lose color.

The moment this giant sword phantom appeared, even Chen Niu's terrifying demon essence breath attack seemed to dim for an instant.

"Slash!"

Lin Fan made a virtual grip with one hand, as if holding an invisible sword hilt, and fiercely chopped down toward the incoming demon essence breath attack.

The hundred-zhang silver-white giant sword phantom followed suit, slashing down!

Silence!

Heaven and earth lost all sound in this moment.

Only a massive silver-white crack traversed the sky, tearing through space, precisely splitting that purple-black destructive light pillar.

Sizzle—!

Like a red-hot iron knife falling on solid ice.

Chen Niu's demon essence breath attack was cleanly split in half by the silver-white crack without any obstruction.

The divided light pillars roared past Lin Fan's body on both sides, instantly vaporizing two mountain peaks further away.

And the silver-white sword curtain's momentum didn't diminish, carrying the will to annihilate everything, it chopped down directly toward Chen Niu's massive bull head.

"No—!!!" True fear appeared in Chen Niu's vertical pupils for the first time.

Facing the descending sky-supporting sword curtain, he felt a lethal threat.

His massive serpent tail instinctively coiled up, attempting to protect his head, while purple-black demonic energy around his body frantically burned, condensing above his head into a massive "Vajra Suppressing Sea Seal" covered in twisted Buddhist scriptures—this was his ultimate defensive treasure.

Crack! Boom!!!

The sword curtain struck the "Vajra Suppressing Sea Seal" like cutting through rotten wood.

The precious seal only held for a brief moment before emitting a groan of being overwhelmed, exploding into fragments of Buddhist light that filled the sky.

The sword curtain's momentum slightly decreased, but still carried peerless sharpness as it chopped down.

Squelch—!

Blood light shot toward the sky!

Accompanied by Chen Niu's distorted, miserably sharp howl.

One of his scimitar-like bull horns on his head was cleanly severed at the root by the silver-white sword curtain.

The break was smooth as a mirror!

The terrifying sword pressure even tore through the tough scales and skull on his bull head, leaving a massive wound deep enough to see bone.

Blood gushed out like a waterfall.

Boom!

The severed horn crashed to the ground, rolling in the dust.

Chen Niu's massive body was smashed backward by the residual terrifying sword pressure, plowing a deep trench in the ground.

His aura instantly withered to the extreme, his serpent tail hanging weakly behind him, scales shattered, flesh mangled.

Lin Fan hovered in mid-air.

He wanted to 'explode' again.

But ultimately couldn't explode anymore...

Void Shattering cultivators' combat power comes from themselves and their ability to mobilize the surrounding heaven and earth's power.

Without being able to mobilize heaven and earth's power, all techniques could only rely on one's own true essence.

And compressing sword intent into the swords was extremely taxing on true essence, as was the moment of detonation.

If he could use heaven and earth's power as assistance, he would naturally consume less and have it easier.

Unfortunately... he wasn't from this world, the heavenly rules here were all forcibly mobilized by him, completely uncooperative.

His true essence was exhausted.

Behind him, the hundred-zhang silver-white giant sword phantom slowly dissipated, transforming back into nine thousand flying swords.

The aura around Lin Fan retreated like a bursting dam, his face slightly pale, his body swaying slightly.

But even so, as long as he remained suspended in the air, as long as he had those nine thousand flying swords behind him...

He still resembled a blazing sun, suppressing Chen Niu's heart.

In the ruined deep pit.

"Roar...!" Chen Niu struggled to lift his bleeding bull head, his single remaining bloodshot eye fixed firmly on Lin Fan.

Bone-deep resentment, terror, and post-calamity madness intertwined together.

He suddenly opened his massive mouth, spitting out a fist-sized, entirely purple-black demon core!

The moment the demon core appeared, the surrounding space violently twisted and collapsed along with it!

"So only you know how to explode, is that it?"

Chen Niu stared fixedly at the silent Lin Fan, saying viciously: "I—also—can!"

The next second,

A hoarse, resolute roar resounded through the sky!

"Explode—!!!"