Told You I Can Turn Back Time
Chapter 255 - 193 Awakening

Chapter 255: Chapter 193 Awakening

Taiching had always prided himself on his extensive experience in the Martial Arts world, having encountered countless life-and-death battles and powerful enemies.

He had thought that even if there were people in the world who could defeat him, there would be no opponent who could make him feel fear.

But when he saw the icy gaze of Lin Xing, he still felt a bone-chilling cold.

He could hardly imagine what kind of experiences had shaped such an emotionless gaze.

At this moment, Taiching understood that the other party must have been influenced by the revived memories.

"An overwhelming amount of memories revive in an instant, causing a moment’s pause in one’s thoughts before slowly recovering."

"The time just after the memory revival is when it most heavily impacts one’s consciousness and psyche, much like waking from a deep dream and still lingering in that moment."

"Following that, as time passes, especially when one continuously interacts and communicates with reality, the influence of the revived memories gradually diminishes, eventually blending with the existing memories in the mind to achieve a new balance. By then..."

Taiching thought to himself, "A person’s psyche, consciousness, and character would have completely changed."

In Taiching’s understanding, the entire process was like detonating a massive bomb in the brain.

Initially, the bomb’s smoke filled the mind, appearing to have a significant impact.

But as time passed, the smoke gradually settled on the ground, mixing with the original soil, eventually forming a new terrain.

Thoughts rushed through his head swiftly. Although many things flickered through Taiching’s mind in that instant, in real life, it was still just a moment.

He immediately said, "There’s a problem. I only brought out one set of memories; the other must have revived in his mind."

Xingxiao responded indifferently, "That’s right."

Before Taiching could comprehend the meaning of his words, a loud bang suddenly resounded.

He saw that the talisman paper previously attached to Lin Xing’s forehead had exploded.

Then, under Taiching’s solemn gaze, the other’s body suddenly shook, and his muscles seemed to expand in an instant.

In the next moment, Taiching only perceived a darkness before his eyes as his face was suddenly covered by a hand, gently pinched.

Taiching was startled, "When did..."

Then, he felt a force like a landslide coming from the hand, seemingly about to crush his head.

Throughout the entire process, Taiching didn’t hear the other party make any sound, didn’t feel any murderous intent, and the other party didn’t even look his way.

That feeling... if Taiching had to describe it, it was as if someone casually kicked a stone by the roadside.

No dialogue, no communication, not even a hint of killing intent.

The other party merely wanted to kill, and then did so.

As if it were an action as normal as breathing.

However, just when Taiching felt his head was about to be crushed instantly, the other’s movement suddenly stopped.

Following that, a force pulled Taiching backwards, and he realized he had narrowly escaped from the brink of death.

And Lin Xing, who had nearly casually killed him just now, now appeared bloody and was suspiciously inspecting his own limbs.

At the same time, Xingxiao’s voice reached Taiching’s ear, "I remember you said the initial impact of the massive memory infusion is the greatest, right? At this moment, he should be entirely dominated by the memories just infused."

Taiching cursed, "What in the world is this thing?"

Taiching considered himself to have been a prolific killer, causing countless families to be shattered and lives lost, but the other’s disregard for life and habitual killing still made him tremble.

Especially that sudden, mysterious strike, which was imbued with incredibly profound martial arts.

Xingxiao casually said, "According to what you said, that would be the freest man in the world."

Hearing this, Taiching’s heart sank as he pieced together the image of the other party from the intel shared by Great Bright Buddha and Xingxiao.

A monster who began killing and being killed at the age of five, eventually even attacking Da Guangming Temple and severely injuring the Great Bright Buddha.

And now his memories had been unsealed, ready to return to the world once more.

Xingxiao seemed to be carefully observing Lin Xing’s every move.

And as Lin Xing curiously inspected his own body, Xingxiao continued, "Different legacies can’t be cultivated simultaneously. Although he has regained his memories, the Martial Arts he practiced in the past cannot be restored. He can only reach the limit that this Sword Hero legacy allows."

"That strike was just his subconscious reaction; overexerting his Qi Force and inadvertently hurting his own body."

"He should adapt soon enough..."

Just as Xingxiao was speaking, accompanied by the rushing wind, several figures charged towards Lin Xing’s position.

The elders controlled by Taiching, after interfering in the battle between Lin Xing and Great Bright Buddha, had unknowingly suffered heavy casualties.

And in the moment Taiching was attacked and Lin Xing suddenly stopped, the remaining twenty or so elders launched their attack in unison.

Subsequently... Taiching saw the opponent’s figure casually shake a few times, unexpectedly avoiding the old men’s attack directly.

However, as the old men closed in for hand-to-hand combat, the opponent soon found himself at a disadvantage.

"No matter how exquisite the martial arts, without sufficient physical strength, it’s impossible to drive it..."

Just as Taiching thought the old men were about to capture the opponent, he saw dust beside the opponent gradually begin to rise, and whisps of Sword Intent began to ascend from it.

Strands of sand transformed into the form of flying swords, directly piercing through the chest of an elder.

Amidst a light chuckle, the opponent seemed to have found an interesting toy, using the flying swords to slaughter the old men.

Under the opponent’s Spiritual Manipulation, the flying swords, accompanied by explosive thunderous roars, seemed to be held in the hands of peerless swordsmen, exhibiting various marvelous sword moves, and in the blink of an eye, five elders were slain.

These experts controlled by Taiching, upon facing the offensive of the flying swords, were almost instantly defeated.

"Hahahaha."

Like a child playing with bugs, the opponent either chopped off the old men’s limbs or their heads to exchange their places, or split open their bellies to spill blood all over the ground...

Watching this scene, Taiching’s heart sank slightly, "Has the new consciousness adapted to the original Sword Hero’s abilities already?"

After this thought flashed through Taiching’s mind, he realized that the opponent’s gaze had swept toward his location at some unknown time.

"Can he see our position?" Taiching immediately became nervous and asked, "What exactly are you planning? Aren’t you going to make a move soon?"

However, Xingxiao calmly responded, "Don’t worry, I have specifically invited someone to deal with him, what you need to do now is another matter..."

Just then, a shout came from outside the arena, Taiching turned his head to look, the one who had spoken was Yun Hezi of the Taihe Sect, dressed in a black and white Daoist robe.

"Demon!"

One could see wave after wave of white Gang Qi continuously bursting forth from Yun Hezi’s body, giving him an almost tangible aura of dominance.

"Do you still remember me?"

Lin Xing looked at Yun Hezi, tilted his head slightly, his eyes seemingly full of confusion.

Yun Hezi, however, stared at Lin Xing with a face full of murderous intent, and said word by word, "Ten years ago, you dismembered my master into pieces, and I hid on the side."

As the Gang Qi surged unceasingly, the ground under Yun Hezi’s feet cracked bit by bit, shaking countless pebbles and fragmented rocks into the air.

"For these ten years, I have diligently practiced day and night, so that one day I meet you again, I won’t be too scared to hide."

"Today, your opponent is me."

The next moment, Taiching saw Yun Hezi, wrapped in intense Gang Qi, charge toward the opponent like a meteor.

As Lin Xing lightly tapped his fingertips, countless grains of sand gathered into flying swords, cascading like a waterfall towards Yun Hezi.

Amid the crackling explosions, Yun Hezi was seen smashing through the sword rain, charging towards Lin Xing.

Watching this scene, Taiching inwardly nodded, "Innate Gang Qi, indeed Yun Hezi has already received the third legacy, so this battle should not be much of a problem."

While the two were fighting fiercely, the Great Bright Buddha had unknowingly arrived next to Taiching.

Xingxiao said, "Taiching, pass on the memories you just acquired in your mind to the Great Bright Buddha."

Thus, Taiching stretched out his hand to the chest of the other party, and the memories that he had just transported from the depths of Lin Xing’s consciousness were now unreservedly transferred into the body of the Great Bright Buddha.

While Taiching was doing this, he noticed that the fight on the other side was becoming even more intense.

Initially, under the surrounding assault of 113 flying swords, Yun Hezi’s body continuously erupted with invisible Qi Force, repelling all flying swords aimed at him.

Even the sharpness of Lin Xing’s flying swords could not breach Yun Hezi’s Innate Gang Qi at all.

Yun Hezi coldly said, "Is that all the capabilities you have?"

However, the opponent had no interest in what Yun Hezi said.

It was not just Yun Hezi; Taiching felt that the opponent seemingly had little interest in anyone, having no intention of communicating at all, as if everyone before him was no different from the stones on the ground or the ants on the trees.

The opponent was merely engaging in what he found interesting.

Compared to Yun Hezi, what seemed to interest the opponent more was his present ability and the application of the Sword Control Technique.

In the blink of an eye, the sand-turned flying swords vanished, replaced by a hodgepodge of bloodied substances.

The bodies that had just been torn apart and had fallen to the ground seemed to have come alive.

Various body parts such as calves, fingers, heads, and even the blood, infused with Sword Intent, soared into the air, violently reassembled and pieced together like tattered dolls.

The forcibly combined corpses, guarded by Lin Xing’s side, under the infusion of Sword Intent, simultaneously opened their mouths, emitting a roaring sound akin to the humming of swords.

Immediately after, flying swords made of sand and stone had risen from the ground, falling into the hands of these corpses.

Watching this scene, Taiching felt as if the entire battlefield had been suddenly pulled into the netherworld, seeing the Sword Control Technique used in such a manner by the opponent.