Devouring Soul Emperor

Chapter 353: Chapter 353: Strange Sword

BANG!

His final defense of Primordial Power finally shattered. Dozens of thin, black threads of Devouring Power instantly enveloped Mu, closing in like a net.

The ten vines followed close behind, twining around Mu and pinning him in place.

The Devouring Power made direct contact with his body.

Mu instantly felt it.

The Primordial Power and Martial Soul Power within him went wild, as if they were no longer under his control. They rampaged through his body and surged to the surface, where the Devouring Power frantically consumed them!

"No! Let me go! What in the world is this power!?"

"True Martial Soul! ...Dammit, why is this happening? I can’t accept this!..."

Mu struggled violently, desperately trying to regain control of his Primordial Power and Martial Soul Power to fight back against the Devouring Power.

But it was useless. Once so much Devouring Power was pressed against his body, he had no chance to resist.

In fact, under the Devouring Power’s assault, his Primordial Power and Martial Soul Power were thrown into such chaos that he couldn’t even manifest his True Martial Soul!

If Mu had risked taking Chu Qingyun’s Thunder Light Sword Qi head-on with his body and Primordial Power, and instead used his own Sword Qi to shatter the Devouring Power, he might have had a fighting chance.

But he had no idea how terrifying the Devouring Power was. Attempting to use Primordial Power to resist it was obviously foolish.

Primordial Power from someone in the Earth Spirit Realm might have been able to put up some resistance, but a Tier Three Martial Spirit could only be swiftly devoured!

The Devouring Power erupted with its full force. Mu writhed and struggled for a moment, then gradually fell still.

Finally, with a soft PUFF, he vanished completely. All of his Primordial Power and Martial Soul Power had been devoured, erased from existence.

Meanwhile, the Primordial Liquid in Chu Qingyun’s Qi Sea increased once more.

As for Mu’s Tier Three Martial Soul, Chu Qingyun used it to directly strengthen his Iron Wall Martial Soul, bringing its reinforcement to 27%.

After completely devouring Mu’s Primordial Power and Martial Soul Power, Chu Qingyun retracted his Devouring Martial Soul. He glanced around and confirmed that no one had noticed the disturbance.

The people from the Martial Soul Hall had seen Mu beating Chu Qingyun to the point of repeatedly coughing up blood, so they naturally assumed the fight was a one-sided affair.

Furthermore, Xia He, Xiao Feng, and the other three had a burst of power after taking their elixirs. The Martial Soul Hall had focused all their energy on surrounding them, paying no further attention to Chu Qingyun.

Looking at the Thundercloud Sword in his hand, Chu Qingyun sighed helplessly.

A third of the way down the blade, a crack had split it halfway through, reaching all the way to the spine. Even without any Primordial Power being infused or any force being applied, little sparks of thunder still occasionally sputtered from the fissure.

This wasn’t thunder generated by Primordial Power passing through the Thundercloud Sword. This was the inherent thunder gifted to the sword by the Thundercloud Lion’s Demon Core—power that was permanently lost with every spark that leaked out.

If it kept leaking like this, it wouldn’t be long before the Thundercloud Sword became nothing more than a useless husk of a sword!

’The best course of action right now is to seal the crack first, then find an Artifact Refining Master to see if there’s a way to repair the sword.’

However, Chu Qingyun didn’t know any Sealing Techniques.

Resigned, he could only put the Thundercloud Sword into his Storage Ring, placing it far away from everything else to prevent the leaking thunder from destroying his other belongings.

After stowing the Thundercloud Sword, Chu Qingyun picked up the strangely shaped longsword Mu had left behind upon his death. He produced a drop of blood and flicked it onto the blade.

To his surprise, however, the Treasure Sword didn’t absorb the drop of blood. Instead, it rolled down the blade and dripped onto the ground.

’It won’t absorb my blood? What’s going on? Could it be that Mu wasn’t the master of this Treasure Sword?’

Chu Qingyun was puzzled.

Claiming ownership by blood was equivalent to leaving one’s brand on a Spirit Level or higher Divine Weapon. For the people of the Martial Soul Hall, the corresponding method was naturally to leave behind a brand of their Martial Soul Power.

Once the master died, the brand they left behind would naturally dissipate, allowing a new master to claim the weapon.

And yet, this strange sword did not absorb Chu Qingyun’s blood.

’How strange...’

Chu Qingyun muttered to himself and infused Primordial Power into the sword. Instantly, a twenty-centimeter-long blade of Thunder Light Sword Qi shot out from its tip.

Within the pale gray Sword Qi were faint purple patterns. The Thunder Light Sword Qi produced by this sword was identical to that of the Thundercloud Sword!

’I can’t claim it with blood, but I can still use it normally. How bizarre...’

SWISH! SWISH! Chu Qingyun swung it a couple of times to test it out. Although the single-edged blade felt a bit awkward at first, its power was in no way inferior to his old Thundercloud Sword.

And considering it had destroyed the Thundercloud Sword, it was clear that this Strange Sword was likely far superior in both grade and quality!

"Since you destroyed my Thundercloud Sword, you’ll have to serve as compensation."

Although he wasn’t used to it yet, with Chu Qingyun’s attainments in the Sword Dao, adapting to this Strange Sword shouldn’t be a problem. It would just take a little more time and practice.

The battle cries from the valley above continued unabated.

It was clear that Xia He and his four companions were still locked in a fierce battle with the Martial Spirits from the Martial Soul Hall.

Gripping the Strange Sword, Chu Qingyun leaped lightly, tapped his feet against the cliff face a few times, and jumped up into the valley.

On a relatively flat area of the mountain, Xia He, Xiao Feng, and the other three stood clustered together, surrounded by a large number of Martial Spirits from the Martial Soul Hall.

Xia He, Xiao Feng, and Chen Yu formed an outer ring, protecting Sun Daxiong and Huang Yinghao in the center as they fought fiercely against the surrounding Martial Spirits.

The vast majority of the Martial Soul Hall members were the weakest kind of Tier One Martial Spirits, but mixed among them were some Tier Two and Tier Three Martial Spirits, so Xia He’s group of five dared not act rashly.

"Iron Thread Ten-Star Vine!"

"Profound Celestial Divine Pattern!"

"Thunder Light Sword Qi!"

An earthy yellow light flared around Chu Qingyun. He unleashed his Tier Four Martial Soul and, wielding the Strange Sword, charged forward abruptly.

He swept his sword in a wide arc.

The Thunder Light Sword Qi was incomparably sharp. Amplified by the Strange Sword’s power, a full seven Martial Spirits exploded under the blow—including one Tier Two Martial Spirit!

Meanwhile, the ten vines of the Iron Thread Ten-Star Vine were not idle. They shot into the Martial Soul Hall’s formation like giant pythons, carrying with them the Devouring Power, and continuously consumed one Martial Spirit after another.

The ten vines completely shattered the Martial Soul Hall’s encirclement. The Devouring Power upon them continuously sent streams of pure Primordial Power into the Devouring Martial Soul, which then constantly replenished the Primordial Liquid in Chu Qingyun’s Qi Sea.

Seeing the sword in Chu Qingyun’s hand, the few Tier Three Martial Spirits all panicked.