Let Me Explain, Fairy
Chapter 485 - Three Hundred and Nineteen: Concealing the Blade

Chapter 485: Chapter Three Hundred and Nineteen: Concealing the Blade

In the instant the ink jade that formed at the tip of Xu Yuan’s fingers vanished, a ghostly blue silhouette akin to a deity also appeared in the eyes of the officers and soldiers of the Northern Border Army far away in the sky.

Swift as a startled swan, covering miles in a blink, the oppressive Origin Qi brought by the ghostly blue escaping light nearly churned the Origin Qi of the southwest skies into a chaotic realm.

Below the Holy City of the Barbarian Tribes, the White Armor formations stood neat and imposing, the blades in the hands of thousands of soldiers glowing with a ghastly light under the mingling radiance of blood and blue light.

Scared? Of course, they were scared.

The Saint, a term they dare not even look up to.

But now, it was truly appearing before their eyes.

Each armored warrior standing in the formation felt their hearts pounding like a drumroll, the hilt they gripped tightly unable to provide them with the slightest sense of security under this breath’s oppression, yet even so, within the vast ranks, no one made a sound, nor did anyone desert the military formation.

This was the pride of the Northern Border Army as Dayan’s elite, the determination to face death together with their lord behind them, orchestrating the battle, and their known consequences of the collapse of a military formation.

In this silent and austere atmosphere.

The godlike Chi Su bounding across the horizon suddenly stalled, astonishment flashing through his ethereal blue pupils.

He actually felt a sense of crisis.

This sensation was abrupt yet incredibly intense.

Subconsciously, Chi Su violently turned his head.

And the next moment,

as if teleporting,

a blood-drenched ink jade of such profound darkness it was nearly black appeared right where his head had been!

Time seemed to stand still in that instant.

Within the ghostly blue escaping light,

Chi Su tilted his head, his eyes fixed on the ink jade that suddenly appeared, and a flicker of horror shone in his ethereal blue pupils.

He felt a breath of death emanating from this ink jade.

Moreover,

as a Saint, he was startled that the ink jade could reach him without any sense of its approach.

In the midst of his thoughts, time moved on.

The ink jade grazed by the Barbarian King’s head and sped off into the boundless darkness of the Extreme Black Lands.

Due to this incident, Chi Su’s speed, which had covered dozens of miles in an instant, was abruptly halted in midair.

The Barbarian King’s sudden halt created massive shockwaves that immediately shattered the ice below, lifting it up; however, before the turbulence could fully roar through, the wind pressure brought silently by the ink jade’s shot had already belatedly arrived.

With the "rumble" of the heaven and earth vibrating, as if an escaping light skimmed across the sea’s surface and raised waves, the eternally unchanged ice of the Extreme Black Lands also cracked along the trajectory of the ink jade, forming a trench in the ice layer.

When everything calmed down,

standing in the void, Chi Su peered solemnly in the direction of their Holy City.

Below the Holy City, the White Armors stood stark.

Above the Holy City, blood-red garments cascaded like a waterfall.

Looking at the unnamed technique that narrowly flew by, Xu Yuan’s eyes did not show much disappointment. Raising his palm, he grabbed at the void, and then yanked down fiercely toward the ground.

"......"

Seeing Xu Yuan’s action from afar, Chi Su’s pupils suddenly constricted.

But everything was already too late.

The ink jade appeared without warning right in front of him.

Silently,

above the southwest sky of the Barbarian Tribe Holy City, a black curtain sphere with a radius of more than ten zhang suddenly appeared, enveloping Chi Su’s tall figure within it.

"......."

Witnessing this scene,

a hint of just-right relaxation flickered through Xu Yuan’s eyes.

In Cangyuan Chronicles, he had not used this nameless technique against the Barbarian King.

After all, there is only one world line where the Barbarian King is the final BOSS, and there are countless techniques in the game. Would he always use Blood Essence Meteoring Art in his many world lines?

Clearly not.

Well, he did use this technique against that old man in the Imperial Capital before.

Hitting the target, it drained almost half of the health instantly.

Although in Cangyuan Chronicles, the health bar of this Barbarian King was much thicker than that of his old man.

But among Saints, there are disparities; he wondered if this final unnamed technique of Blood Essence Meteoring Art really hit the Barbarian King, could it instantly kill him.

At this thought, a hint of helplessness suddenly flashed in Xu Yuan’s eyes, followed by a gentle sigh.

If reality could be as simple as a game, that would be nice, but it’s not.

His gaze slightly drooping, Xu Yuan looked at his right arm.

In the moment the blood-drenched, nearly black orb disappeared, his entire right arm instantly went numb, the skin cracked and bleeding, without a trace of intactness.

But fortunately, he was now a ghost, and almost instantly, his arm began to self-heal, the cracked skin healing in a flash.

This was probably the difference between humans and ghosts...

At that thought,

Xu Yuan gently clenched his self-restored right hand, a faint smile curving on his lips.

Humans are weak and fragile, ghosts abound with martial virtue!

"Kid, you don’t think ghosts are powerful, do you?"

"....." Xu Yuan.

Standing to one side in the void, Luo Xiran looked at his expression and laughed lightly:

"Ghosts have strong self-healing abilities, but you don’t think that comes without a cost, do you? Once you’ve truly undergone Ghostification, with time, the meridians in your body will twist and gradually melt away, unable to operate the secret techniques and cultivation techniques of the human body. In other words, a ghost’s strength will fade over time, and the end result is to become like Chi Su, only able to fight with the physical body."

"......."

After a moment of silence, Xu Yuan said, "Why haven’t you left yet?"

Luo Xiran: "......"

Annoyed, she gave him a glance and slightly raised her palm, threads of blood-colored ribbon seeping from her slender, delicate fingertips: