All Heavenly destiny reduced to ashes
Chapter 671 - 47: I’m here to help you! (5/5, updated in w characters, asking for double monthly tickets~)

Chapter 671: Chapter 47: I’m here to help you! (5/5, updated in w characters, asking for double monthly tickets~)

"Without actually fighting you, how can I know your true potential? Without knowing your potential, how can I make accurate judgments about you?"

Divine Sense descended, borrowing the body of Qu Tong with the sword in Feng Weiyan’s hand raised, about to flick away the sword in An Jing’s hand. However, An Jing’s sword blade maneuvered around, aiming to chop towards Feng Weiyan’s fingers instead.

Feng Weiyan, without any hesitation, abandoned his sword and retreated, dodging the strike, and even during the process of abandoning his sword, he forcibly pushed down on An Jing’s sword, causing An Jing to exert too much force.

But in the next moment, the magnetic force of the Heavenly Mechanism Armor’s hand armor drew the Sword of Spiritual Light back into his palm.

Taking advantage of An Jing’s overexertion, he once again pressed forward, launching an attack as fierce as a storm.

However, An Jing also sensed something was off midway; his Life-Taking Sword disappeared from his hand and then reformed, showcasing the marvelous Divine Power of Qi Soldiers.

The dance of Sword Light intertwined, and the clash of their sword blades sparked a series of sparks.

Feng Weiyan’s swordsmanship was also quite impressive. Although An Jing could spot his opponent’s weaknesses, due to the sturdiness of the Heavenly Mechanism Armor, he could only score a few sword marks occasionally and had no time to exert force for greater damage, so they were evenly matched.

Moreover, because this was not his own body but merely Divine Sense descended, Feng Weiyan fought extremely fiercely, pressing step by step, indeed seeking to trade life for life, and astonishingly aimed to completely suppress An Jing.

This approach, in a normal battle, would be quite unwise. Cultivators have strong life forces, and the closer the battle, the shorter the reaction time. Even if one has an advantage and inflicts a fatal injury on the opponent, the opponent could still maintain full combat power for a short time and potentially launch a deadly counterattack, leading possibly to a mutual destruction.

But these shortcomings do not exist for a ’True Person of Feather Transformation Dao’ who can descend into others’ bodies, these true high-ranking beings of the Tianyuan Realm.

—Is it not just the body and the path, but even the freedom of the soul that can be stripped away?

At this moment, An Jing understood where exactly the ’evil’ in the order of the Tianyuan Realm lies.

In the past, he thought that the Huai Xu Realm was much worse than the Tianyuan Realm. Although the environment in the Tianyuan Realm was terrible, it still had strong and powerful enemies to fight against, which brought unity, and people could generally have enough food and the whole populace could cultivate, which seemed quite good. An Jing thought it was an order worth learning.

But now, it seems that the exploitation in the Tianyuan Realm is even more ruthless than the oppression in the Huai Xu Realm: the worst of the Huai Xu Realm was demanding people’s sweat and life, while the Tianyuan Realm even devours souls completely.

"What’s the matter, distracted?"

At this moment, Feng Weiyan also noticed that An Jing’s sword movements had slowed. He chuckled, leaning forward, his sword light seemed to split into multiples and then recombine into one, concentrating a heavy Sword Qi into one, slashing towards An Jing’s neck with a dazzling brilliance.

His Sword Dao cultivation had clearly reached the ’Sword Light Division’ stage, no wonder he didn’t use other Skills, he actually is a Sword Cultivator as well!

This strike was defenseless; he wasn’t concerned about his own life, but An Jing was, forcing the youth who had seen through the opponent’s initial moves to frown and retreat, forced to dodge this strike, allowing Feng Weiyan’s sword to cut through the air.

The Sword Light swept over an abandoned tower, causing the entire building to shake and collapse amidst booming sounds, throwing up a sky full of dust.

For a moment, An Jing was also in a bit of trouble. As the saying goes, strength fears those who don’t fear death, now that Feng Weiyan controlled Qu Tong’s body, he truly acted as if he had no regard for life, making it difficult for An Jing to act.

But this pressure unexpectedly brought out his rebellious spirit—thinking that they just wanted to force him to reveal his trump cards, to make him kill Qu Tong’s body? How laughable, I refuse to reveal and refuse to kill!

And he actually possessed just the right technique to deal with this situation.

"Tranquil Sword Manual..."

As the swords kept colliding, An Jing suddenly closed his eyes, a scene that even made Feng Weiyan pause in surprise. But with his eyes closed, An Jing was still able to fend off all his fast sword strikes, even easily dodging some feints and misleading moves.

—Sensing the details of my Sword Intent with your Soul and Spirit? Interesting, is your soul cultivation also this high?

Feng Weiyan became quite interested. In the Tianyuan Realm, the Feather Transformation Dao emphasizes the cultivation of the Soul and Spirit the most. This path blends with the Ghost Immortal Dao; the physical body can be replaced, but only the Soul and Spirit truly belong to oneself, so those naturally strong in soul are most suited to cultivate this path.

But unexpectedly, An Jing’s Soul and Spirit were not only strong.

He could even use his Soul and Spirit as a sword!

"Coalescing Qi into Soldiers, Coalescing Heart into Sword...Although I don’t know who you are, but I come to assist you!"

Inside his mind, Tranquil Sword Manual polished the Rusty Sword. After embarking on many battles, An Jing had long become free of hesitation; the mottled marks on his Heart Sword were no longer present, only a clear and transparent clarity remained.

Years ago, he used this technique to deal with the Mystery Armor Guard in Kanming City, and now it just happens to also be applicable against the ’possessed person’ in front of him!

Wholeheartedly, a thought turned into a sword, the sound of Dual Swords clashing melodious and clear. Suddenly, An Jing opened his eyes, in this instant, a red-golden Sword of Soul and Spirit pierced through his eyes, heading straight for Qu Tong’s skull!

"What?!"

Realizing this Sword and this technique of Soul and Spirit, Feng Weiyan was shocked in his heart. The weakness of Divine Sense descending was precisely targeting Divine Sense rather than the physical body, because it’s not in one’s own body, the descending Divine Sense is easily injured, and even a slight carelessness could cause serious injuries requiring long restoration.

He was very cautious, but An Jing’s Heart Sword was too secretive, and in a moment of carelessness, it struck!

However, soon, Feng Weiyan retreating to defend himself made a surprising discovery: his Soul and Spirit were not disturbed or injured at all.

The existence of An Jing’s Heart Sword seemed like it was non-existent as it couldn’t slash him at all.

Then what was the meaning of this Heart Sword?

The answer is simple.

This sword strike from An Jing is not meant to kill, but to polish the resolve with the Heart Sword, empowering the one possessed by Feng Weiyan, making his mindset clearer!

Ultimately, An Jing’s own Soul and Spirit are strong during Foundation Establishment, but still insufficient against a Purple Mansion True Man. Under such circumstances, rather than fruitlessly clashing, better to awaken the body’s original owner to disturb Feng Weiyan’s actions.

The premise is that this original owner has a strong enough obsession, a steadfast heart, strong enough...

To want to resist.

Does he want to resist?

An Jing, not truly expecting much of a reaction, was surprised to sense grief, hatred, and an intense anger; emerging from the deepest part of the heart, the truest Soul and Spirit, from the very origin of thought, as overwhelming as a tsunami or a volcanic eruption.

Resist...

I want to resist!

Whether it’s the ugliness of this world or the will of True People, whether it’s my own cowardice or the arrogance of my foes, I want to resist and obliterate them all!

Reality.

The smoothly flowing swordsmanship of Feng Weiyan, who had possessed Qu Jie, suddenly stuttered. Facing An Jing’s slanting sword strike, instead of forcefully swinging his sword to cut at An Jing’s fingers and then stabbing toward the heart to force An Jing back, he exerted his strength to swing his arm, parrying An Jing’s sword, leaving both wide open.

But with a clang of collision, the action prompt Feng Weiyan to a sudden realization: "Not right, I have the advantage in strength and am wearing armor, why make such a defensive posture? Isn’t this giving An Xuan a chance to breach my inner defenses?"

As expected, seizing the opportunity, An Jing discarded his sword, closed in with his body, and struck directly at Feng Weiyan’s chest with a heart-elbow strike, hitting him with a loud thud.

Feng Weiyan’s body retreated, bent over in pain, but he struggled to counterattack, only for An Jing’s hands to strike like thunder on both sides of his head, the severe vibrations directly causing the entire brain and central nervous system to faint. Thus, even with Divine Sense descending, he could no longer control this body.

[You won, unexpectedly, you still possess Spiritual Divine Power... or perhaps, that acceleration and burst technique you used earlier, was actually related to the mind?]

Since it was already hundredfold admitted, Feng Weiyan simply acknowledged his defeat, his soul detached, communicating with An Jing, and even guessed the essence of ’Grasping Heavenly Moment’. However, An Jing was unimpressed: "Stop talking, you’ve lost, now scram. Lingering any further is unsightly, hardly befitting of a True Person."

[Ha, my loss is due to my lack of skill, but sadly, it seems you are likely to die here]

The tone of Feng Weiyan carried genuine regret, as flames and Fiend Cloud in the sky retreated step by step, propelled towards the Fortress Area, while meteoric fire and tornadoes began to affect the area surrounding the Fortress: [The Golden Crow and the other two Demon Kings have exhausted too much power, unable to stop the Kun Demon, and the battlefront is pushing closer, you all are going to die here]

"Just scram."

An Jing said impatiently: "You’ve lost, don’t stick around."

[Heh]

Seeing An Jing’s attitude, Feng Weiyan shook his head: [It looks like you still have some cards up your sleeve. Although I can’t figure it out, if I find out next time that you’re not dead, I’ll get some clues]

[So, until next time, An Xuan... I think we will still have many interactions]

He left.

An Jing, sensing the disappearance of the other’s soul aura, was highly vigilant: "What’s with this guy, why is he so focused on me? The strength I’ve shown, although prodigious, isn’t to the extent that he should be so relentlessly pursuing me, right?"

"Or does this guy want to seize my body? Or perhaps, as a fellow Sword Cultivator, he feels a kindred spirit? Although it doesn’t seem likely, he definitely has an ulterior motive!"

"You’re considering yourself a Sword Cultivator now, huh? You usually complain so much!" Subdue Evil was shocked by this, and An Jing retorted: "Then are you an Immortal Sword or a Sword Immortal now?"

After the fight and some banter with Subdue Evil, An Jing didn’t think too much, he looked up towards the sky.

The flames were retreating, the brownish-gray Fiend Qi was pushing forward, the clear signs of the Golden Crow’s defeat were becoming evident, and time was indeed running out.

On the outside, Steel Skeleton, Mrs. Guang, and the Mercenary Corps had eliminated nearly all the remaining Tribulation Cultivators, leaving only a small part as a tongue to inquire for information.

Some time later.

Kneeling motionlessly on the ground, the Heavenly Mechanism Armor suddenly moved.

Qu Tong woke up faintly, as if he had dreamed a dream, or as if reborn, a rush of impulse and anger burned away the shackles and pain in his heart, he was more exhausted than ever, yet more peacefully clear-headed than ever before.

"Awake?"

An Jing stood in front of him, looking at him: "Can you speak?"

"You’re not going to kill me?" Lifting his head, releasing the Heavenly Mechanism Armor, the disheveled loser struggled to stand, but An Jing raised his hand, supporting him.

"That depends on you." the youth said: "It depends on who you think your enemy is."

"As for now, tell me, where is the person who sniped at me? Where are the protected Spirit Vein nodes, and where is the gate to Cave Heaven?"

Asking thus, An Jing’s tone was extremely serious: "This is for all of us to survive."