Although the Half-Immortal Sword bears the name of an Immortal Sword, it is still just half of one.
It's like a meat bun without any meat filling; fundamentally, there's a significant difference.
If it were truly an Immortal Sword, the Great Sage Remnant would have died beyond death.
Now, Chen Xia wields three million Flying Swords as the hilt, because the Half-Immortal Sword serves as the focal point for the three million Flying Swords. Naturally, they have compatibility and can be used together.
Although it definitely can't compare to the original, at least it can be used to make do.
By "make do," I mean to slay the Great Sage Remnant.
The Great Sage Remnant stared at Chen Xia, and for the first time, his brows furrowed. Suddenly, a question arose in his mind.
Am I fighting against one person?
Why does it feel like I've fought against three people in succession?
He couldn't quite grasp it. Although he used to be a Great Sage, he had never seen such combat techniques.
Meanwhile, Chen Xia approached, wielding his sword.
The Celestial Dragon Imprint unfolded simultaneously, without any fancy embellishments, chasing after the Great Sage Remnant and striking down with a single sword.
The bronze spear arrived in an instant, colliding with the Immortal Sword. Dark purple thunder surged, but it couldn't withstand the fierce sword intent.
The Great Sage Remnant, holding the bronze spear, was sent flying and crashed into the ground, experiencing defeat for the first time since his confrontation with Chen Xia.
He quickly got up, his expression grave.
Could it be that he would really be defeated by this person at the Thirteenth Realm?!
Then he would become the biggest laughingstock!
The Great Sage Remnant's expression grew solemn. The bronze spear gleamed with thunder, and dark purple heavenly thunder gathered on the entire spear body, appearing like a mighty bundle of celestial thunder!
The Great Sage Remnant's entire body brimmed with thunder, assuming a full combat stance. He tightly gripped the spear and charged directly at Chen Xia.
The two engaged in a battle between heaven and earth, with thunder and sword intent constantly colliding, shaking the entire ruins, causing them to shatter continuously.
This was a life-and-death battle between cultivators!
Ma Xiaohong hid amidst the encirclement of thousands of Flying Swords, anxiously watching the scene in the sky.
The sky no longer had intact void; it was all shattered by the two combatants, revealing a pitch-black void.
With each collision, the pitch-black void deepened, indicating that the laws of heaven and earth were being significantly disrupted by their actions.
But battles between cultivators of equal strength were never resolved in a short period.
It was a protracted process.
The ruins had already crumbled, leaving only the central area for the two to battle.
Chen Xia brandished the Immortal Sword fiercely, even becoming more ferocious with each strike. He emphasized abundant energy, focusing on launching attacks without defending.
You can hit me, but you'll definitely be struck by my sword.
The Great Sage Remnant, however, gradually weakened. Perhaps it was due to being only a remnant, but the longer the battle dragged on, the more strenuous it became for him. His spiritual energy was somewhat insufficient, causing even the heavenly thunder in his hand to weaken.
This was akin to a young person fighting an old man.
The Great Sage Remnant was ultimately not a true Great Sage; he couldn't even compare to an ordinary True Saint. He was just one level stronger than the Ascension Realm peak.
Chen Xia's Immortal Sword, on the other hand, was a genuine Immortal Sword.
He focused on the Celestial Dragon Imprint, holding the sword with both hands, drenched in blood but still charging at the Great Sage Remnant. Every stroke of his sword emitted peak brilliance.
And as the ruins collapsed, stars emerged.
The Celestial Dragon Imprint can draw spiritual energy and vitality from the stars to nourish Chen Xia. That's why the Celestial Dragon is the ruler of the world.
On the seventh day of the fierce battle, Chen Xia exchanged his left arm for Great Sage Remnant's left arm. At this point, Great Sage Remnant's supply of spiritual energy was severely depleted.
However, Chen Xia, despite his broken left arm, became even more ruthless in his killings, showing no fear.
On the twelfth day of the battle, Chen Xia exchanged his pierced abdomen for Great Sage Remnant's right arm. With his ability to still wield his sword, Chen Xia gained the upper hand and relentlessly pursued Great Sage Remnant, displaying an unyielding spirit.
On the thirteenth day, Chen Xia's immortal sword fell upon Great Sage Remnant's neck, almost ending his life.
On the fourteenth day, the remnants were completely shattered.
Chen Xia's immortal sword once again landed on Great Sage Remnant's neck, sealing his fate.
"It seems that I am truly best at crossing realms to kill enemies," Chen Xia chuckled.
Great Sage Remnant remained silent, his dying body not afraid of death, but rather staring blankly at Chen Xia.
No one expected that someone would be able to cross thirteen realms to kill an enemy. You could attribute it to the power of the immortal sword, but for a cultivator of the Sea Inverting Realm to wield the immortal sword in such a manner demonstrated his terrifying strength.
"If you had been born twenty thousand years earlier, there would surely be a place for you among the top emperors," muttered Great Sage Remnant softly.
"As long as I'm here, there will definitely be," Chen Xia said confidently.
"Hmm," Great Sage Remnant did not deny it.
In the end, Chen Xia did not strike with his sword. Instead, he transformed into the true Celestial Dragon within the universe and devoured Great Sage Remnant in one gulp.
Dark purple thunder surged and circulated on his Celestial Dragon body, rapidly assimilating into the Celestial Dragon. At the same time, a dark purple dot appeared on the forehead of his true form.
Chen Xia's divine consciousness received a prompt.
【Celestial Dragon Qi: Accompanied by the Great Sage Heavenly Thunder, when traversing the universe, you can be protected by majestic thunder and draw the power of the stars!】
The appearance of the prompt confirmed that Chen Xia's previous idea was correct. The enhancement of the Celestial Dragon Imprint indeed required continuous consumption. The better he ate, the faster his improvement.
Now, he had started by whetting his appetite with Great Sage Remnant.
The shattered remnants appeared desolate at this moment, devoid of bloodstains and corpses, leaving only a scene of destruction.
Chen Xia staggered a bit.
The Celestial Dragon Imprint receded.
Three million flying swords returned to his sea of consciousness.
The crimson color in his eyes slowly faded, and blood began to seep from his chest.
Blood trickled from the corner of his mouth as his body fell downward.
"Chen Xia!"
Ma Xiaohong's delicate figure rushed over at lightning speed.
But she didn't catch Chen Xia.
Well... fortunately, she had healed Chen Xia. The Three Perfect Words technique allowed Chen Xia to recover rapidly, regrowing his severed arm and regaining the strength to stand.
However, Chen Xia didn't let Ma Xiaohong continue treating him. The injuries he sustained afterward could also be healed with medicinal pills, sparing her life essence.
Chen Xia let out a sigh of relief, standing before the desolate ruins of the quasi-saint relic. He gestured a victory sign to Ma Xiaohong and smiled.
"Now, we are the true masters of the realm."
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