103: Target: The Demon Severing Sword itself!

Another phantom of a long sword merged into his body!

This sword was entirely orange-yellow, and the space near the edge of the blade was slightly distorted, emitting a Law resonance of sinking and entrapment.

Lu Yu was immediately overjoyed!

Completely ignoring the System's final sentence, being able to pick up two Immortal Swords was already an extremely exciting thing for him!

With two of the Four Absolute Immortal Swords in hand, although each could only exert a fraction of its power due to his limited cultivation, the two sources of Sword Intent—originating from the same source yet complementary—met within his body, causing his Aura to suddenly skyrocket!

The crimson and orange-yellow sword lights intertwined, faintly forming a small sword Domain that pushed aside the encroaching Slaughter Sword Intent slightly.

“Bastard! Give me back the sword!”

Tang Jia Third Young Master was both shocked and furious, feeling as if he had been played; a Spirit Treasure he hadn't even warmed up yet was gone, and it seemed to have benefited Lu Yu instead.

A cold Sword Qi erupted around him as he prepared to lung forward to snatch it back.

“Wait a moment, I'll deal with you later!”

Lu Yu grinned at Tang Jia Third Young Master, his figure retreating rapidly again, while simultaneously pushing the Sword Intent of the two Immortal Swords in his hands to their current limit, pointing them undisguisedly at the phantom of the slaughter obsession.

The slaughter obsession's attention was completely drawn by the two Sword Intents on Lu Yu that it instinctively found loathsome and threatening.

It let out an even more violent roar, abandoned the others, and made a grasping motion with its hands. The blood-colored giant sword, purely formed from slaughter will, condensed once more, carrying an even more terrifying power as it cleaved down toward Lu Yu's head!

This strike was faster and more vicious than before!

Lu Yu's scalp tingled, but he did not panic.

He crossed the two Immortal Swords above his head, the crimson and orange-yellow sword lights weaving into a curtain of light.

“Slay Immortal—Slash!”

“Trap Immortal—Bind!”

One sword light focused on slaughter, slashing upward.

The other focused on entrapment, attempting to slow the descent of the blood-colored giant sword.

At the moment these two Immortal Swords recognized him as master, some rough methods for using them were ingrained into his Sea of Consciousness.

BOOM—!!!

An unprecedentedly loud explosion erupted.

A violent energy shockwave exploded in a ring, the platform shaking violently, and the edges even began to collapse.

Lu Yu let out a muffled groan, his feet sinking deep into the ground, blood overflowing from his mouth and nose. The radiance of the two Immortal Swords in his hands flickered wildly, clearly under immense pressure.

But, he actually managed to barely block this strike!

Though the price was heavy, compared to the previous despair where a mere graze caused injury, it was like night and day!

Xiao Wuqing watched from the side, dazzled. Although he didn't know the origin of the two swords that had suddenly appeared in Lu Yu's hands, they were definitely power that surpassed the level of a Spirit Treasure!

He did not hesitate, forcefully raising his Ruthless Sword Intent and turning into a silver line once more, waiting for an opportunity.

Tang Jia Third Young Master was trembling with rage. He had planned for so long, hoping to kill with a borrowed knife and reap the profits, only for Lu Yu to ruin it in such a nearly rogue manner, and even strengthen the enemy's power for nothing!

Lu Yu struggled to resist the downward pressure of the blood-colored giant sword, thoughts racing in his mind.

The augmentation of the two Immortal Swords gave him the capital to maneuver, but defeating or even eliminating this obsession was still impossible.

The gap between immortal and mortal was not something two external items could completely bridge, especially since his cultivation was too low to exert even one-ten-thousandth of the Immortal Swords' true power.

His gaze involuntarily drifted back to the center of the platform, to that pitch-black demon sword broken hilt that was the source of everything.

The obsession was born from it and existed because of it.

Although this slaughter obsession belonged to that Demon Sword Immortal, he had now discovered that the other party seemed to have fused with the broken hilt, becoming its sword spirit—it was both an obsession and a sword spirit!

It was like the 'root' and 'anchor' of this slaughter obsession.

Attacking the obsession itself was like cutting grass without removing the roots.

What if this 'root' was shaken, or even destroyed?

A thought so bold it bordered on madness sprouted in Lu Yu's heart.

Perhaps... the true key to breaking the situation lay not in defeating this nearly unbeatable obsession.

But in destroying the Foundation it relied upon to exist, that demon sword broken hilt!

“Brother Xiao! Xie Lingfeng! Gu Yan! And those of you over there who aren't dead yet!”

Lu Yu braced against the blood-colored giant sword, his throat filled with the taste of blood. The voice he shouted was incredibly hoarse, but every word slammed into the ears of the few people still alive on the platform:

“Help me hold this ghost thing for thirty breaths! No, twenty breaths is enough! I'm going to pull off something big!”

As he spoke, his eyes were fixed on the demon sword broken hilt at the center of the platform, the ruthlessness in his gaze looking as if he wanted to swallow that thing whole.

Xiao Wuqing was the first to react.

He glanced at the pitch-black broken hilt that was the root of the obsession, then at the two long swords in Lu Yu's hands which, though restrained in Aura, were of a terrifyingly high level, and instantly understood Lu Yu's intention.

Pulling up the grass by its roots!

“Fine.”

Xiao Wuqing replied with only one word, raising his long sword—which was already covered in cracks—once more, pointing the tip at the slaughter obsession phantom.

“Heavenly Sword Disciples, form the Seven Kills Sword Formation! No need to kill the enemy, just aim to lock it down!”

Xie Lingfeng had just crawled up from the ground; hearing this, his expression changed.

The Seven Kills Sword Formation was one of the Heavenly Sword Divine Sect's extremely powerful combined sword arrays. Its power was great, but its consumption was also terrifying, especially in this ghost place where cultivation was suppressed; using it once would likely cost half one's life.

But he looked at the blood-colored phantom that seemed capable of destroying everything, then at the two long swords in Lu Yu's hands that made even him feel suffocated, and gritted his teeth: “Form the array!”

There were three Heavenly Sword Disciples still alive; the others had already been teleported away by the Secret Realm's teleportation tokens during the moment of life and death.

The remaining few immediately forced their heavily injured bodies to move to specific positions, their Auras connecting with Xie Lingfeng and Xiao Wuqing.

Though the five's Sword Qi varied in strength, they rapidly merged under the guidance of the sword array, turning into five brilliant silver sword pillars that rose into the air and intertwined, forming a massive silver sword net that draped down toward the slaughter obsession phantom!

“Damn it, let's risk it!”

Gu Yan spat out a mouthful of bloody saliva. Including him, there were only two Fentian Sacred Valley Disciples left on this mountaintop.

The two looked at each other and simultaneously bit their tongues, spraying essence blood onto their swords.

The originally dim Fentian flames ignited once more. Though not as strong as their peak, they turned into two roaring fire dragons, one on the left and one on the right, crashing into the lower half of the obsession phantom; they didn't seek to injure the enemy, only to interfere.

The female ice lotus cultivator from the Canglan Sacred Sect was already as pale as paper, but her gaze remained cold. She stabbed her Ice Lotus Sword into the ground, and her final power erupted!

Layers of ice lotuses bloomed beneath the obsession phantom's feet, the frigid Sword Qi attempting to slow its movements.

The last two from the Star Holy Land also gave their all, scattering starlight Sword Qi as if it cost nothing. Though it was like fireflies shaking a mountain, it was still a bit of strength.

Even Tang Jia Third Young Master, who had been hiding at the very edge, had his eyes flicker a few times when he saw that silver sword net fall.

The crowd's attacks were like moths to a flame, crashing into that massive blood-colored phantom; most were annihilated without even causing a ripple.

However, that silver sword net, formed by the combined Sword Intent of Xiao Wuqing and the other four, truly managed to envelop the obsession phantom!

“ROAR—!!!”

The slaughter obsession let out an angry roar; it felt the restraint.

The blood-colored giant sword shifted direction and slashed fiercely at the silver sword net!

The sword net vibrated violently, its light dimming rapidly. Xiao Wuqing and Xie Lingfeng, who were maintaining the array core, simultaneously spat out a large mouthful of blood, and the other three Heavenly Sword Disciples collapsed directly to the ground, their lives uncertain.

But the sword net, in the end, held through this slash and did not shatter immediately!

They had won the most precious time for Lu Yu. The obsession's attention was briefly diverted, and the power of the blood-colored giant sword slashing toward Lu Yu also weakened by thirty percent.

Now is the time!

Just as Lu Yu prepared to rush toward the demon sword broken hilt and began to gather power—

“Want to destroy the obsession? Have you asked us!”