Legendary Sword God Sect - Chapter 104

Nightin was currently sitting on the bed, his eyes were void of colour and his arms were on his abdomen, where his spirit core once laid.

He could sense that although the spirit energy in his body was still contained within, they were actually on a rampage and were damaging him again and again, his spirit core was shattered into pieces as they dissolved into his bloodline.

If he forcibly tries to circulate his spirit energy, he might end up damaging himself instead and make recovery even further possible.

“Just why…” Nightin leaked out a soft wail of despair as he fell into depression, the efforts and pain he had struggled through just to get his spirit core above the ninth grade, the advantage which he had once cultivated was long gone.

“Orochi, even though I must admit that he was might have been quite a talent before this occured, he’s nothing but a piece of trash which will soon fall to his own demons.” The red robed man transmitted his voice over to Orochi, but his gaze was still fixated on Nightin.

He had been waiting for someone worthy to be his inheritor since the birth of the Evil realm, if that young fella can somehow make it through this stage alone, he might consider giving him a chance.

Plop

*From Nightin’s POV*

Falling into the deep oceans, I scurried upwards for oxygen upon realising that I was actually suffocating. It seems like I’m just nothing more but a stronger mortal now… Haha… Life… Why must you fool around with me once again?

I gathered up all the strength in my body and tried to swim upwards, but there were these slithering green thorny vines which were entangled around my ankles. The more I struggled, the tighter their grip as their thorns sank deep into my skin.

Ahhhh! I can’t allow myself to give in this easily, I’m only at the beginning of my journey right now, how can I afford to fall to suffocation from lack of oxygen of all things?

I still have to return to the Nirvana sect and bring them to me, I still have the ambition of conquering the entire cultivation universe, I still need to bring Charlotte back to me!

*Plop*

Nightin’s head popped out from above the water’s surface, what greeted him were terrifying shadows which resembled demons with their mouths open wide as they flared their fangs towards him.

“Samsara law!”

Nightin used his Samsara eyes to see through the fear which he had brought upon himself, they were merely the shadows which were being reflected off the intentionally carved shapes, maybe they just made for some amusement?

The next sight which awaited him was flat ground which leads into a gloomy forest, the trees were of a creepy dark blue and their wasn’t any source of light from above.

There were little plants and enchanting flowers which released off a captivating charm, they were the only source of faint light and Nightin could only see what’s within ten steps within him.

Ta Ta

Ta Ta

Footsteps could be heard as they were the only voice which accompanied Nightin on this seemingly endless voyage, will I ever walk until the end? Nightin thought to himself as sweat dripped down his forehead, his robes were sticking close to his skin and his leg muscles were already nearing their limit from the eight hours walk.

It wasn’t exactly eight hours of walking, taking into consideration that he broke off into a sprint after two hours, but could only curse after an hour. “Damn this shit, my current body is just way too weak right now!”

For the remaining five hours, his body was pushing itself beyond the limits just from walking, something which shouldn’t even have caused him to break off a single sweat.

Over the duration, he had countless thoughts as he asked himself, once again in doubt. Just who am I working for? What am I working for? Why should I move on?

He was back to square one and was walking into an endless forest which seemed to be endless, all alone with the darkness as his only accompainment.

What’s with the feeling of fear growing stronger all of a sudden? Nightin started to panic when this feeling arose from the depths of his heart, he couldn’t allow the darkness to swallow him up.

Right when he was at a lost, he suddenly felt a strong sense of vibration as the Phoenix sword appeared in his hand.

What, how? That was Nightin’s only thought as the Phoenix sword in his hand released off its scorching flames and illuminated the area ahead, it had actually forgotten about its usual pride.

“Thanks.” Nightin murmured as his gaze scanned the two paths ahead, each of them had a sign before each path and traces of an altar could be seen at the end.

Yet, he just can’t see the object which were on both the altars, but he was confident that those two objects were swords and that they were waiting for him.

In between them was a third road, if it weren’t for the luck that Nightin has the Samsara eyes which can see through all illusions, even he might not have been able to notice it.

What’s with this glow of light? On the far end of the middle path, was an altar black and white in colour, on it was a orb pure black in colour.

“Hahaha! What’s there to be afraid of with my current status, I might as well put my life on the line and retrieve that mysterious orb!” Nightin broke out in laughter as his figure dashed forwards, nothing was going to stop him now.

A figure could be seen rushing towards a gigantic tree in the shadows all alone…