Chapter 639: Chapter 276: World-Shocking Sword Might, Peak Sword Saint
Amidst the vast ocean-like region of wind and snow, clouds turned and snow revolved, the entire land of the Divine Sword Sect was pervaded by a terrifying aura.
Countless ominous figures traversed the snowy void from all directions, ancient giants standing tall and imposing arrived one after another.
Although these figures were exhausted of vital energy and blood, they emitted an astonishingly dreadful aura, pressing the heavens and earth to constantly collapse, as if unable to bear the presence of such ancient giants.
As multitudes of undead giants gathered in this region, countless unparalleled divine senses locked onto a young figure atop South Peak, causing endless cultivators to feel anxious and uneasy.
However, as each of these undead was about to move, the eyes of that aged figure sitting cross-legged in a small yard slightly twitched and then the fingers faintly trembled, as if on the verge of reviving.
This subtle movement was instantly caught by everyone on South Peak, and all of them suddenly looked up, full of astonishment.
Especially Yunmo Xi and the old demon, who had previously sensed that the aura of the aged figure had completely vanished, an obvious sign of death in a seated position.
And indeed, this was the case. To sever Ye Xiaofan’s desire to return, not long after the news of the Sword Saint’s heir reached the Divine Sword Sect, Dugu Nan abandoned all vitality and died in a seated position atop South Peak.
Yet at this moment, the figure that had evidently died in a seated position seemed to sense something, surprisingly giving rise to a trace of resurrection awareness.
"Master...?"
"Master!"
Ye Xiaofan, too, caught that slight anomaly, his entire being shuddering violently, and at this moment, all his pent-up emotions completely exploded.
He trembled with excitement, his eyes slightly reddened, and he knelt, moving frantically toward that familiar yet aged figure.
Even the Talisman Saint Qi Yun was full of shock at this moment, an infinite wave of emotion surging in his heart.
Beside Yunmo Xi, the demon realm giant old demon was also horrified, an earth-shattering astonishment flashing in his aged eyes, full of incredulity: "Unyielding obsession? Could it truly be obsession?"
Evidently, this knowledgeable demon realm giant immediately discerned that the aged figure had indeed seated himself to death. Yet, when his physical body sensed his heir facing an unparalleled mortal danger, the remaining obsession in his body caused a temporary revival, a reawakening in a sense.
What kind of disciple-master bond moved the heavens like this, the demon realm giant could hardly imagine what a terrifying obsession it must be for a dead person to achieve a brief comeback through obsession.
However, to Ye Xiaofan, it wasn’t ’revival by obsession’; to him, who didn’t fully understand, he only thought that the person who was once like a father had returned.
"Master, Master, Fan’er is back. Open your eyes and look at Fan’er, Fan’er has returned."
Ye Xiaofan knelt, moving to the front of the aged figure, calling out frantically, seeming to want to awaken the person he cared most about before him.
At this moment, Ye Xiaofan’s heart was completely in turmoil, his body trembled violently, as he kept calling out to Dugu Nan, who showed slight reaction, while fumbling out Blood Spirit Pearls encircling with dreadful power and the ’Godslaying Sword Technique’ acquired by sacrificing life on the Heaven-Reaching Road.
In Ye Xiaofan’s hand, three Blood Spirit Pearls lay quietly in his palm, and a sword technique, ethereal and transparent yet permeated with golden light, floated above the three Blood Spirit Pearls, appearing extremely sacred and magnificent.
"Master, open your eyes and look at Fan’er, Fan’er is back, Master. Fan’er has returned with the Blood Spirit Pearls and the ’Godslaying Sword Technique’, you can be saved, Master, you can be saved."
"Master, quickly open your eyes to look at Fan’er, quickly, quickly, swallow the Blood Spirit Pearls; as long as you consume the Blood Spirit Pearls, you can recover to peak state, you can live a second life."
"Master, Fan’er begs you, open your eyes to look at Fan’er, look at Fan’er, Master."
Lonely South Peak, now Ye Xiaofan is no longer the lone hero of the ’Hundred Sects Battle Domain’; in front of the aged figure, he is more like a helpless child, his helplessness moving millions of cultivators.
When Qi Yun saw Ye Xiaofan take out the Blood Spirit Pearls and the ’Godslaying Sword Technique’, the generations of Talisman Saints were also deeply shocked, words indescribable in their eyes.
At this moment, the items seemingly floated calmly in the young one’s hand, but Qi Yun could imagine the boy must have paid a tragic price to obtain these in the ’Hundred Sects Battle Domain’.
These items, in Ye Xiaofan’s eyes, outweighed even his life, which is one reason he chose to return despite knowing the risks.
He wanted to personally deliver these items that could resurrect the Sword Saint to the elderly man’s hands, even if it meant a one in a million chance, he did not want to miss it.
Yet looking at the boy constantly calling the Sword Saint, Qi Yun’s eyes were filled with boundless sorrow.
Although at this moment, the obsession remaining in the Sword Saint’s body showed signs of revival, at most, it was just that; after all, once someone is dead their soul scatters and their consciousness becomes void. In the region of the Hundred Broken Mountain Range, never in ages has anyone who seated themselves to die truly regained a brief revival through obsession.
Not only Qi Yun, but countless high-ranking members of the Divine Sword Sect and millions of cultivators watching this scene atop South Peak also sighed deeply. Watching the helpless and gradually irrational boy atop South Peak, they all slowly closed their eyes.
