877: C877 Death

C877 Death

1"Sure enough, such a situation has happened!" The Sword Spirit's heart sank. Last time, they had already experienced this kind of situation. However, with Pan Qianqian's help at that time, Ye Xiao was finally able to hold on. This time, who could help Ye Xiao?1

Unless this time, Pan Qianqian appeared again, but this time, it was obviously impossible.

The Sword Spirit was paying close attention to the increase in energy in Ye Xiao's body. The bulging energy surged and attacked every part of Ye Xiao's body. All the meridians and acupuncture points throughout his body were being attacked, like a dam that had been broken. Once a gap appeared, not only would all of his energy be wasted, his body would also collapse.

The Sword Spirit's power had already extended towards Ye Xiao's body, but towards the source of the problem, it was not of much use. He could only delay the process, but when compared to the immense amount of energy, it was impossible for him to last until the end.

An endless amount of elemental energy flowed into Ye Xiao's body along with the circulation of his technique. Under the push of this power, Ye Xiao's cultivation reached the critical point of being at the middle stage of Emperor. As long as he took one more step forward, he would be promoted to Emperor's seven layers.

But correspondingly, the danger inside Ye Xiao's body also increased more and more. The Sword Spirit simply did not know how long he would be able to last.

"Crack!" A crisp sound suddenly came out, causing the Sword Spirit's expression to suddenly change. Immediately, the Sword Spirit found out where the problem was. Under the impact of the surging power, a shallow line appeared on one of Ye Xiao's meridians. This weak spot quickly became the area with the most severe energy impact. The tiny crack also began to crack even faster.

Swish! A stream of energy was released from the Qian Yuan sword and wrapped around the crack, slowing down the rate at which his meridians were rupturing. However, this couldn't reverse the collapse of his meridians at all.

"What should we do!" The Sword Spirit whirled around anxiously, and was even a little flustered and exasperated. This kind of inheritance was a rare opportunity for anyone. However, it had now become a talisman to hasten one's death.

Even though the Sword Spirit had already used his power to the extreme, and even if he were to fall asleep again, he didn't care at all. However, under the unceasing huge impact of the energy, the Sword Spirit's defensive barrier was unable to hold on in the end.

"Pah!" A light sound resounded, but in the Sword Spirit's mind, it was like a clap of thunder. In the end, the place where the wound had been cut was blasted open.

All the movements of the Sword Spirit, as if being pierced by a acupoint, suddenly stopped. Even the power it commanded was immediately dispersed. In his mind, there was only one word: "It's over!"

Yes, it's over! Everyone who had common sense knew that meridians were one of the most important things in the human body. Without meridians, his Essence Qi had lost its circulation path, making it impossible for him to cultivate.

The Sword Spirit's protective force gradually dissipated, and Ye Xiao's veins started to crack like water pipes, refusing to listen to the sound of the explosion. The Sword Spirit looked on dumbly, not knowing how to react for a moment.

It wasn't easy for him to find a host body, and he regained his consciousness. Moreover, Ye Xiao's excellence had also allowed him to see hope of his complete recovery. However, everything was cut off at this moment.

If the channels in his body were blocked, he would still have a way to clear them, but under the huge impact of the energy, most of the meridians in Ye Xiao's body had already ruptured. It wouldn't be long before all of them disappeared. In this situation, even if a god descended to the mortal world, he would still be powerless.

His meridians broke inch by inch, and the pain in his body made Ye Xiao's body twitch. However, he was completely immersed in his cultivation and was unable to wake up. Besides, even if he was conscious, he wouldn't be able to do anything about it.

At the same time, as his meridians gradually dissipated, the vitality within Ye Xiao's body also gradually began to dissipate as well. If this continued, it wouldn't take long before Ye Xiao died during his cultivation.

Just at this critical moment, because his meridians had disappeared, the cultivation membrane in Ye Xiao's body had also disappeared. The disappearance of the barrier caused Ye Xiao to be on the verge of death, yet his cultivation had actually directly reached the Emperor's seven layers. Moreover, under the surge of this enormous energy, they swiftly advanced towards the Emperor's eight layers.

However, facing Ye Xiao whose cultivation had increased by leaps and bounds, the Sword Spirit's face did not reveal the slightest hint of a smile. Even if Ye Xiao were to be promoted to Saint level now, it would be fundamentally unable to save his life. What was the point of promotion?

An enormous amount of energy wantonly surged inside Ye Xiao's body. Dantian world was still in constant motion, but Ye Xiao's life force was slowly being extinguished. Gradually, all of the meridians in his body disappeared and his entire body turned into a chaos like body.

The Sword Spirit's aura also suddenly dissipated, and directly fell down to sit in the middle of the Dantian world. While the Qian Yuan sword flashed, it landed beside him, but it could not let him take an extra look.

He and Ye Xiao had lived together for many years, even though his evaluation of Ye Xiao had mostly been belittled in a joking manner. However, he very clearly understood that Ye Xiao's talent, was even better than what he had imagined.

He had grown up to this point in just a few short years, from an ignorant child who was wary of everything after transcending to this world. Although it was quite a coincidence and quite a bit of help himself, Ye Xiao's hard work and talent were also indispensable.

The two of them had been together for five or six years, and in this short period of time, compared to the long life of the Sword Spirit, it was not even worth mentioning. In fact, it was only during the period of his slumber. However, these few years, the shock and emotions that Ye Xiao brought him were filled with the memories of the Sword Spirit.

A person and a Artifact spirit, holding onto each other, encouraging each other. Even life and death together! Almost every step he took was filled with the traces of two people.

For Ye Xiao, he could take the risk of dying and use all of his strength to send himself into a deep slumber. For him, Ye Xiao could also be in danger time and time again, and had done things that he simply could not do.

The first time he saw the white clothed man in the Demon Burying Abyss, he had an inexplicable feeling in his heart. The relationship between him and this man was even closer than Ye Xiao. But when he recalled back now, he realized that Ye Xiao had already occupied a very large part of his memories.

"Kid, perhaps this is your fate! Of course, this was also my fate. I don't know what will become of you if you die like this. I don't know if I will still remember you when I wake up countless years later. However, even if I have forgotten, I can only bury this memory in the deepest part of my body. " The Sword Spirit whispered, and within her voice, sorrow slowly came out.

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