The Female CEO's Personal Bodyguard
Chapter 1442: My Body Is Gone?

Chapter 1442: Chapter 1442: My Body Is Gone?

The overwhelming force instantly shattered the Immortal Spirit Qi barrier protecting Mathew Stein. The piercing Sword Qi directly penetrated his body, and the violent Sword Intent transformed into countless invisible miniature swords, stabbing through every inch of his flesh and blood.

"Boom!"

A large hole appeared right where Mathew Stein’s heart was, as Carson Flores cleanly and decisively shattered it in an explosive instant.

The fear in Mathew Stein’s eyes froze. Before Carson Flores could withdraw his fist again, his Primordial Spirit had already fled in an instant.

The Emperor Seal was clashing with the magical treasures of two Earth Immortals and couldn’t restrain Mathew Stein’s Primordial Spirit in time, leaving them to watch helplessly as it escaped beyond the Formation, hiding behind the two Earth Immortals.

Carson Flores frowned. His initial plan to annihilate all of them clearly wasn’t going to work.

Handling one Earth Immortal would still be manageable, but with two joining forces, even the Eight-Armed Arhat could barely hold one off. For Carson Flores himself to face an Earth Immortal head-on would be taxing, and to kill them outright while ensuring the utter destruction of their Primordial Spirits was nearly impossible.

He could unleash his final strand of Sword Qi to kill even two or three opponents at once, but it wasn’t necessary.

That was his ultimate ace for survival.

Since he couldn’t kill them, there was no need to continue fighting.

Carson Flores flickered toward the Array Flag. The Demon Emperor’s Blade, surging with heaven-shaking Sword Qi, slashed at the Array Flag.

The Array Flag glowed brightly, forming a heavy Barrier. But the roaring, river-like Sword Qi broke through it in an instant, tearing it apart with brute force.

The Array Flag collapsed, and the sky was no longer sealed.

Carson Flores soared into the sky, casually recalling the Emperor Seal. In the heavens, the Eight-Armed Arhat unleashed a frenzied barrage, even targeting Mathew Stein’s Primordial Spirit.

The two Earth Immortals, sensing Carson Flores’s impending escape, spat out Essence Blood simultaneously. Their magical treasures glowed with dazzling Golden Light, releasing immense power as they charged toward the Eight-Armed Arhat. At the same time, they protected Mathew Stein’s Primordial Spirit from the Arhat’s attacks.

The Eight-Armed Arhat wielded its Magic Artifacts, clashing fiercely against the two magical treasures. Such intense impacts reverberated within Carson Flores, causing him to spit out blood at the corner of his lips.

After yet another fierce collision, and seizing the moment when the two Earth Immortals were sent flying, the Eight-Armed Arhat transformed into a streak of Golden Light and merged back into Carson Flores’s body.

The magical treasures of the two Earth Immortals shot toward Carson Flores. He didn’t directly confront them but instead stepped forward and disappeared from sight altogether.

In the next moment, Carson Flores’s figure was on the horizon.

The two Earth Immortals turned their heads, their eyes filled with despair.

At that speed, catching up was entirely impossible!

How could a mere Human Immortal possess such terrifying speed?

And even if they did manage to catch up, what then? The Eight-Armed Arhat’s combat power was on par with an Earth Immortal, and who knew what other cards he might have up his sleeve!

Exchanging a glance, the two Earth Immortals understood each other’s thoughts.

Mathew Stein’s Primordial Spirit floated helplessly in midair, seething with rage. "Uncles! Chase him! We can’t let him get away!"

Flynn Reid, his Uncle, looked bitter. "At that speed, we can’t catch him."

Morgan Knight sighed deeply. "We underestimated him... That Eight-Armed Arhat of his is as strong as an Earth Immortal’s combat power. Even if we could catch him, we might not even stand a chance in a fight..."

Mathew Stein fell silent. Although seething with fury, he couldn’t deny the truth in his uncles’ words.

After all, hadn’t Carson Flores just held off the attacks from both of his Earth Immortal uncles and still had the extra hand to destroy him?

Looking back at his own mutilated body, he asked hopefully, "Is my body still usable?"

Flynn Reid and Morgan Knight stepped forward to examine it, their faces turning grim.

"Your heart has been completely destroyed, and every inch of your flesh has been shredded to bits by Sword Intent. It’s essentially worthless..."

Mathew Stein’s eyes widened. "So, my body is gone?"

Flynn Reid forced a smile. "Yes, but fortunately, your Primordial Spirit is intact and unharmed. As long as we find a body with a high compatibility, possessing it to be reborn shouldn’t be too difficult..."

Mathew Stein’s emotions spiraled out of control. Who willingly used someone else’s body, anyway?

Not to mention the issue of adjusting, but there would also be numerous complications after possession—the most obvious being poor compatibility, leading to weakened Realm. In short, someone else’s body could never replace the familiarity of the one he’d grown up with.

"He destroyed my body. If I don’t avenge this, I swear I’m not human! Let’s head back to the sect immediately and tell my father. He’ll avenge me, kill that bastard, and I’ll flay him alive!"

Flynn Reid and Morgan Knight exchanged a glance but remained silent.

If they had killed Carson Flores earlier, even if the White Crane Immortal Sect found out, there would still have been room for negotiation. After all, with the Infinite Sword Sect backing them, they wouldn’t fear the White Crane Immortal Sect. But now, their side had suffered, while Carson Flores walked away unscathed. Pursuing vengeance now?

Wouldn’t the White Crane Immortal Sect retaliate?

Besides, Carson Flores wasn’t a fool. He’d undoubtedly fled. Do they think they could track and corner him within the Blackstone Mountain Range or Iron Lion Dynasty’s territory? Take it even further to the White Crane Immortal Sect?

That would be suicide.

"Alright, let’s head back."