Wait, How Did My Digital Girlfriend Become a Sword Immortal?-Chapter 713: With a few words and a laugh, he slays five demons with his sword.

Chapter 713: With a few words and a laugh, he slays five demons with his sword.

Chapter 713: With a few words and a laugh, he slays five demons with his sword.

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Run!

This thought simultaneously emerged in the minds of the five demon saints.

Even though Chen Huaian was only at the Second Tribulation of the Great Ascension Stage.

Even though Chen Huaian was alone.

But that razor-sharp sword intent, sharp enough to nearly slice the sky apart, made their scalps tingle and extinguished any thought of resistance.

This time, they genuinely wanted to flee for their lives.

They harbored no intention of causing trouble for other sects.

Right now, they just wanted to return to the Hundred Thousand Mountains and be innocent little demons.

However...

"Did This Venerable One permit you to leave?"

A cold snort echoed, like a dewdrop falling into an icy pond.

The sword formation rippled outward, instantly expanding from covering one square mile to a hundred miles.

It blotted out the sky, filling the air with dense afterimages of flying swords composed of pure sword intent.

The five great demon saints felt killing intent closing in from all directions.

The terrifying illusion that taking even one step would mean instant death made movement nearly impossible.

They couldn't advance, nor could they retreat.

Step.

Step—!

Behind them, the slow footsteps halted.

Mountain Moving King slowly turned his stiff neck, his pupils contracting.

Somehow, Chen Huaian had already arrived at a desolate mountain near them.

Dressed in black robes, he stood beneath an old tree, his smoke-gray hair wildly dancing in the wind.

This sword cultivator hadn't drawn his sword.

He simply casually broke off a withered branch.

The sound of the branch snapping was as faint as a sigh.

A yellow leaf drifted leisurely from the branch tip, floating downward.

Just as the leaf was about to land but hadn't yet—

Chen Huaian moved.

Holding the withered branch, he didn't thrust, slash, or swing forward.

He merely extended it casually forward.

As if offering the withered branch to a close friend.

Before the branch, space violently twisted.

A hundred zhang away.

Boom! A mountain split down the middle, clouds parting to either side.

The torn clouds spread forward like diluted ink stains, rapidly extending.

A thousand zhang away.

The head of Roc Sage, who had fled the farthest, soared into the sky.

The cut was smooth as a mirror, and only when the head hit the ground did demon blood gush forth, staining the heavens crimson.

"Roc... Roc Sage?" Mountain Moving King stared at the motionless Roc Sage, his eyes nearly bursting with fury. What rose in his heart wasn't hatred for revenge, but sheer terror.

Roc Sage was also at the Second Tribulation of the Great Ascension Stage, yet he couldn't withstand even one strike from Chen Huaian.

Their demon bodies were as hard as spiritual treasures, yet Chen Huaian had casually severed a head with a single strike... What kind of sword intent was this!?

Even more terrifying was—

Chen Huaian hadn't even drawn his sword!

He had used only a withered branch!

"Senior Chen, there might be some misunderstanding between us!" Mountain Moving King's massive black bear body immediately knelt before Chen Huaian, his face squeezing out an obsequious smile: "We were just joking earlier.

The resources of Cangyun Realm belong to everyone, how could we speak of seizing them? We should allocate resources where they're needed. Our demon race doesn't have such great demand for spirit stones, so naturally the spirit veins are better placed in your territory."

"Oh? Is that so?"

Before the words faded.

He had already arrived.

Chen Huaian stood atop Mountain Moving King's head, looking down with an ambiguous smile: "This Venerable One preferred your earlier unruly demeanor... Didn't you want to devour This Venerable One's divine soul? Show me how you'd devour it?"

"Senior..." Mountain Moving King was nearly in tears.

Before he could finish speaking.

Chen Huaian's right foot lightly stamped.

"Boom—!"

The mountain beneath Mountain Moving King's body shattered as if struck by a giant hammer.

Looking again at Mountain Moving King, his entire body shuddered, blood flowing from all seven orifices.

His massive form trembled briefly before toppling sideways into the rubble, falling silent.

At the crown of his head.

A footprint-sized hole gushed with brain matter.

Faint sword intent still lingered around the wound.

"Mountain Moving!" The remaining three demon saints witnessed the gruesome fates of Roc Sage and Mountain Moving King, their livers and gallbladders nearly splitting from terror.

No longer concerned about the illusion that moving meant death.

They frantically fled in three separate directions.

"I already said, you're not permitted to leave."

Chen Huaian shook his head with a sigh, looking at the three demon saints as if they were disobedient children.

He took one step forward, and the sword formation spread like wildly growing tidal waters.

No matter how the three demon saints ran, they couldn't escape the sword formation's range.

Chen Huaian took ten steps.

The three demon saints ran a thousand miles.

The sword formation also extended a thousand miles.

"Stop running." Chen Huaian yawned, a note of impatience in his tone.

The next moment.

The sword formation abruptly contracted.

The three demon saints instantly returned to their original positions.

Despair and icy dread enveloped the three great saints' hearts.

They couldn't understand why Chen Huaian, at the same cultivation level, could so completely overpower and toy with them.

Was this the true value of combining sword cultivation with formation cultivation!?

"Sword Master, spare us! Sword Master, have mercy!" Black Wind Sage's composure shattered, kneeling and kowtowing repeatedly.

Faced with life and death, even demon saints had to abandon dignity to cling to survival.

"Why beg for mercy?" Manifestation Sage said with bitter disappointment: "We tried to kill him earlier, do you think he'll spare us now? Better for us three demons to join forces and fight together—we might still have a slim chance to escape."

Venomous Foe Sage remained silent, just watching the corpses of Roc Sage and Mountain Moving King with complex emotions, lost in thought.

Actually, Mountain Moving King and Roc Sage weren't completely dead. 𝒻𝑟ℯℯ𝑤𝑒𝑏𝑛𝘰𝓋𝑒𝓁.𝒸𝑜𝘮

Their demon souls still hid within their shattered corpses.

But they didn't dare move, gambling that Chen Huaian wouldn't detect them.

Yet, if Chen Huaian could destroy their demon bodies with one strike, how could he, at the same Second Tribulation cultivation level, fail to detect their demon souls?

This could only mean one thing—Chen Huaian didn't particularly want to kill them.

Chen Huaian only wanted to severely injure them.

They still had a chance to escape.

A surge of joy rose in Venomous Foe Sage's heart.

But this joy didn't last long.

Shing—!

With the ring of a sword.

He didn't even see the sword light, only a whirling, disorienting vision.

Thud—!

Three consecutive sounds of heads hitting the ground.

Venomous Foe Sage stared blankly at the three headless demon corpses kneeling ten zhang away, his pupils contracting to pinpoints.

He saw the withered branch in the sword cultivator's hand crumble into powder scattered by the wind.

He saw his own corpse slowly collapse.

He saw demon blood soaking the ground.

He saw—

The sword cultivator slowly turn and walk away, as casually as strolling through a garden.

Only then did excruciating pain spread through his consciousness.

Amid casual conversation, with a single withered branch, three demon saints fell to the sword.

Chen Huaian killed the five great demon saints with only three strikes: one strike killed Roc Sage, taking his head from a thousand miles away.

One strike killed Mountain Moving, sword energy spreading from his foot, piercing through Mountain Moving King's body and shattering the mountain beneath.

The final strike annihilated all three remaining demons.

Within the sword formation, the assembled cultivators gazed at that calm, unruffled figure, momentarily speechless.

But everyone understood clearly.

The number one sword cultivator of Cangyun Realm.

From now on, would be this Chen Sword Master.

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