"So what?" Wu Yun'er curled her lips. "You don't want to try it too? I'm not trying to discourage you, but let alone using these sword intents to hone your own sword intent, you'd be lucky if you could last five seconds under them without going into a qi deviation!"
Shen Yunhao ignored her sarcasm and walked straight toward the black sword.
The spirit array that existed before also dissipated automatically after Xiao Luoyang left, presumably set up by Xiao Luoyang himself for protection.
"you!"
Wu Yun'er opened her mouth, but ultimately let out a cold snort, "I'd like to see how you plan to die!"
Shen Yunhao sat cross-legged three zhang away from the pitch-black thunder sword, took a deep breath, and slowly reached out towards the thunder sword that exuded a dangerous aura.
However, seemingly because it had just been completely suppressed by Xiao Luoyang's powerful sword intent, this thunder sword now appeared unusually "tired" and "silent".
The raging, soul-destroying lightning intent had subsided considerably, and the purple lightning arcs leaping on the sword seemed weak and powerless, far less ferocious than when Xiao Luoyang challenged it before. It was as if a wounded, lurking beast was licking its wounds.
"Tsk! This guy's pretty quick at picking up bargains!"
Realizing what was happening, Wu Yun'er stood a short distance away with her arms crossed, watching coldly. "No wonder she was so confident; she was plotting how to steal other people's work..."
Shen Yunhao naturally had no time to pay attention to her. He carefully touched the Thunder Sword and immediately felt an extremely faint fragment of consciousness, accompanied by numbness and confusion.
He was overjoyed and immediately seized the opportunity to immerse himself in the sword, trying to probe its deeper core intent.
However, just as his mind was about to touch that core—
"Boom!"
It seemed as if he was completely enraged by Wu Yun'er's mockery, or perhaps he was offended by Shen Yunhao's "weak" spying!
The dormant Thunder Sword suddenly erupted with an unprecedentedly terrifying brilliance!
Purple lightning patterns flashed wildly on the sword, and countless bolts of violent purple lightning as thick as buckets burst forth from the sword without warning, like enraged thunder dragons, instantly intertwining into a destructive sea of lightning that completely engulfed Shen Yunhao, who was sitting cross-legged!
"not good!"
Wu Yun'er's mocking expression froze instantly!
The purple lightning stung her eyes, and the destructive aura made even her Soul Control Realm cultivation feel terrified. How could Shen Yunhao possibly withstand it!
She instinctively took a step forward, but the next moment, she froze in place.
"Save him? Do you think I know this guy who spews filth and annoys me at every turn? It'd be better if he were dead! Saves me the trouble!"
"But... if he really dies, wouldn't all the frustration I've endured these past few days have been for nothing?"
"No! He has an identity jade token! The fatal crisis will teleport him out of the Sword Tomb! He can't die!"
"But... even if he doesn't die, if he's banished... where am I supposed to find him then? It'll be like looking for a needle in a haystack."
Within a few breaths, countless thoughts collided fiercely in Wu Yun'er's mind.
She stared at the raging, purple sea of lightning that had completely engulfed Shen Yunhao's figure, biting her lower lip tightly.
Finally, a low curse escaped from between her teeth: "...You damn bastard! You're lucky!"
She could no longer bear to watch the person in front of her die so easily. She suddenly drew her sword, and a cold sword aura erupted as she intended to forcefully cleave through the sea of lightning.
However, just as her sword was about to rise, her movements froze again!
In the center of that raging purple sea of lightning, the figure that had been completely swallowed by the lightning was still sitting cross-legged!
Although his body was trembling slightly and his brows were furrowed, as if he was enduring great pain, he did not fall down, nor did he turn into ashes or be teleported away!
He had no spiritual energy shield around him, nor did he summon any powerful magic treasures, yet he simply... withstood it!
“This is…” Wu Yun’er squinted, seemingly understanding something, “Sword intent is just a kind of intent. It looks scary, but it doesn’t actually pose a real threat to the body. It only destroys the mind… But how did he withstand this thunderous sword intent?”
...
Wu Yun'er was unaware that Shen Yunhao's sea of consciousness was currently experiencing a cataclysmic apocalyptic scene!
The endless purple lightning was like billions of raging venomous snakes, tearing and whipping wildly. Every bolt of lightning brought excruciating pain that seemed to tear his soul apart, as if it wanted to crush his thoughts and his will into dust!
Just then, a gentle, vast, and infinitely vital light of pale blue light quietly emerged from the depths of his consciousness, like a giant bubble, instantly enveloping Shen Yunhao's core consciousness, which was on the verge of collapse!
Vast Ocean Heart!
This is also Shen Yunhao's biggest trump card that made him dare to come and try to comprehend the sword!
No matter how powerful the opponent was in life, after death all they have is a broken sword. No matter how terrifying the sword intent is, the Vast Ocean Heart can protect their spiritual consciousness from perishing.
The raging purple lightning relentlessly struck the pale blue light shield, causing ripples to constantly spread across its surface, yet it remained unbroken!
Shen Yunhao's consciousness was like a small boat adrift in a sea of lightning, trembling precariously, on the verge of being torn to shreds at any moment...
But taking advantage of the gap created by the protection of the Vast Sea Heart, Shen Yunhao endured the soul-tearing pain, gathered his last bit of spirit, and struggled to "swim" towards the end of the Thunder Sea!
Passing through layers upon layers of destructive lightning, in the deepest part, he saw a scene.
A mountain of corpses and a sea of blood, with countless demon corpses of various shapes floating in purple lightning.
A towering, blurry figure, crackling with terrifying lightning, stood atop the mountain of corpses, holding in his hand the very same lightning sword!
A boundless hatred and an almost obsessive sense of "justice" crashed down on Shen Yunhao like a tangible force! It manifested as a roar of anger tinged with boundless sorrow:
"Demons are evil! Evil must be slain! This is the way of Heaven!"
"Throughout my life, I have slain ten thousand demons! Protected the lands of humanity! Cleansed the world of its filth with thunder! Heaven and earth bear witness to this will!"
Looking at the mountain of corpses and sea of blood, and feeling the pure and extreme obsession with "exorcising demons and protecting the righteous path," Shen Yunhao suddenly understood.
"So... this is the swordsmanship of the original owner of this sword..."
Slay evil and wipe out the demon race?
What a familiar proposition...
The sword intents of the two were no longer just mismatched, but almost completely opposed!
However, judging from this, the opponent's sword intent is quite extreme, and I can definitely fight back...
After a moment of silence, Shen Yunhao gazed at the mountain of demon corpses, braving the impact of the lightning, and focused his consciousness, sending his thoughts towards the magnificent phantom:
"ridiculous!"
"What is good? What is evil? The elder has the ability to move mountains and fill seas, yet he is trapped by such narrow-minded thoughts, like a blindfolded butcher, which is truly laughable!"
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