107: The curtain falls

Xiao Wuqing's sword-like brows furrowed as he held his sword horizontally, shielding Lu Yu.

He was also in a poor state, yet his gaze remained as sharp as ever: "Cross this line, and die."

"Xiao Wuqing, you yourself are at the end of your rope, yet you still want to play the hero?"

Tang Jia Third Young Master sneered: "Do you think you can pull off that move from earlier again? That was clearly a deathbed stress response or some kind of protective Magic Treasure! He's just a sitting duck now!"

Just as the two sides stood in a standoff and the atmosphere grew tense once more, a cluster of flames silently and slowly ignited on Lu Yu's body as he lay on the ground, as if he were being reborn from the fire!

"Ugh..."

A low groan was heard.

On the ground, Lu Yu's eyelids twitched a few times before he slowly opened his eyes.

His gaze was initially somewhat dazed and scattered, but it quickly focused, becoming clear, calm, and even carrying a penetrating power that seemed to see through one's heart.

Phoenix True Flame!

The Phoenix True Flame was a special flame known for its powerful vitality; it could heal the host's injuries, replenish spiritual energy, and restore life force.

Furthermore, its own lethality was not weak either!

Lu Yu felt the warm sensation within his body, feeling extremely comfortable.

This Phoenix True Flame is truly wonderful!

His gaze swept over Tang Jia Third Young Master and his group, over Xiao Wuqing, and over the mess on the platform and the fallen Xie Lingfeng and others in the distance. All information was instantly reflected in his mind's mirror and analyzed.

Supporting himself against the ground, he stood up somewhat unsteadily.

His internal and external injuries were still heavy, his Meridians were aching, and his spiritual energy was depleted, but with the help of the Phoenix True Flame, he was rapidly recovering and healing.

However, an unprecedented sense of control over swords filled his heart.

In his eyes, the world seemed to have gained countless clear lines related to swords.

"Oh, haven't left yet?"

Lu Yu looked at Tang Jia Third Young Master, his voice hoarse but carrying a hint of playfulness.

"Waiting to collect my corpse?"

Tang Jia Third Young Master felt uneasy under his gaze; it was too penetrating, as if all his intentions, the flaws in his sword moves, and even his inner fear were seen through at a glance.

But he still feigned composure, shouting with false bravado: "Lu Yu, you ruined my grand plans, I will take your life today!"

"Just with the few of you?"

Lu Yu smiled and cracked his neck slightly.

The spiritual energy in his body indeed hadn't recovered much, but... some things didn't require much spiritual energy.

With a slight thought,

Within the grand void sword realm, the immortal slaying sword trembled slightly.

In the void three steps to the left of Tang Jia Third Young Master, an imperceptible ripple flashed.

"Watch your left!"

Tang Jia Third Young Master had been on high alert and sensed it almost the moment the ripple appeared. While shouting a warning, he swung his sword towards that patch of void!

His reaction was undeniably fast, and his sword light indeed struck something, producing a crisp 'clang'. A transparent blade was parried away and then vanished.

But the smile on Lu Yu's lips deepened.

At almost the same instant the attack on the left was parried—

Puchi!

A soft sound rang out.

The Black-robed Sword Cultivator to the right of Tang Jia Third Young Master, who was concentrating fully on guarding his front, suddenly stiffened.

He looked down in disbelief at a spot just below his heart on the right side of his chest.

There, a familiar, paper-thin, transparent sword tip was slowly emerging from the void. It pierced through his protective Devilish Qi, sank into his flesh, and then silently retracted.

Only then did fresh blood spray out with a delay.

"Uh..."

Rattling sounds came from the Black-robed Sword Cultivator's throat as his eyes quickly dimmed. He fell to the ground with a thud, his aura rapidly dissipating.

He couldn't understand no matter how he thought about it—where did the sword come from?

He had clearly been sensing Lu Yu's movements and the spiritual energy fluctuations in front of him!

Grand Void Sword Heart: where the heart goes, the sword follows!

The attack trajectory completely defied common sense and was impossible to guard against!

The remaining two Black-robed Sword Cultivators and Tang Jia Third Young Master instantly felt their scalps go numb, a chill rising from the soles of their feet to the crowns of their heads!

This was not a method of combat they understood at all!

There were no starting stances, no Sword Qi fluctuations; the attacks seemed to come from the void itself, from their defensive blind spots, from any possible or impossible direction!

"Go!"

Tang Jia Third Young Master was finally completely terrified. Daring not to take any more chances, he screamed and without hesitation crushed the last Life-saving Teleportation Talisman from the Demon Domain in his bosom!

Black light enveloped him and the two terrified Black-robed Sword Cultivators. Space distorted, and the figures of the three instantly became blurred, set to vanish completely in the next second.

Lu Yu's eyes turned cold.

Want to run?

He pushed his mental intent to the limit, and the immortal slaying sword within the grand void sword realm let out a clear sword hum, consuming the little spiritual energy he had just recovered.

In the very last instant before the figures of Tang Jia Third Young Master's trio completely dissipated—

In the void three feet behind where Tang Jia Third Young Master had been standing, a transparent blade stained with a heavy scent of blood lunged out at a speed exceeding the teleportation's activation!

Grand Void Sword Heart, activate!

"Ah—!"

With a shrill, short scream, Tang Jia Third Young Master's body was instantly hit. Even the teleportation channel was nearly severed by this blade!

In the next moment, a Small Bronze Tripod covered in many cracks floated up within Tang Jia Third Young Master's Sea of Consciousness. It instantly blocked the blade's attack, buying him a split second to leave through the black teleportation light!

However, while he escaped, he didn't escape entirely. Accompanied by Tang Jia Third Young Master's scream within the distorted space, a severed finger wearing a Storage Ring, as well as Tang Jia Third Young Master's 'third leg', were tossed out from the closing black teleportation light!

"Lu Yu, I, Tang Jia Third Young Master, will surely tear your body into ten thousand pieces—!!!!"

Tang Jia Third Young Master's grief-stricken scream echoed from the black teleportation light. Judging by the sound, his losses were likely not small. Indeed they weren't; even the symbol of his manhood was gone.

The black light completely dissipated. There was no longer any sign of Tang Jia Third Young Master's trio on the platform, leaving behind only that severed finger, a very short 'third leg', a pool of fresh blood, and a thick atmosphere of terror.

They had escaped, but clearly at a significant cost.

Lu Yu's body swayed, his face turning several shades paler.

Repeatedly using the abilities of the Grand Void Sword Heart was an immense burden on his spirit and his already depleted spiritual energy.

But a smile appeared on his face. Now that his dignity as a man had been sliced off, would Tang Jia Third Young Master even have the face to appear again?

He forced himself to stay upright and looked at the severed finger and the fallen Storage Ring on the ground, raising an eyebrow.

"Tsk, ran away quite fast."

He leaned over, used his sword tip to pick up the ring, casually wiped away the residual Divine Soul mark on it, and swept his Divine Sense inside. A slight smile appeared on his face.

"Well, he did leave the delivery fee behind, and it's quite generous."

Only then did he look at Xiao Wuqing, who had been guarding him with a sword and a complex expression.

"Brother Xiao, thanks."

Lu Yu grinned, though the smile was more of a grimace as it pulled at his injuries.

"If you hadn't held off those four dogs alone just now, I wouldn't have had the chance to charge up that ultimate move."

Xiao Wuqing gave him a deep look and sheathed his sword, his voice still lacking much inflection.

"You... have become stronger again. What was that just now?"

"Just a little... trick I recently realized."

Lu Yu said vaguely, not explaining further.

He walked over to Xie Lingfeng, Gu Yan, and the others. He checked them and found they were all still alive, just heavily injured and unconscious.

He took out some healing Medicinal Pills and fed one to each of them.

Having done all this, he truly breathed a sigh of relief and slumped onto the ground, leaning against a relatively intact rock, panting heavily.

Inside him, the Grand Void Sword Heart pulsed slowly. The immortal slaying sword, immortal trapping sword, and several other swords floated quietly in the miniature sword Realm, and the faint light on his forehead had completely faded.

The Realm of Sword Heart Illuminating Clarity allowed him to have a more precise grasp of his own injuries and the surrounding environment.

"I need to hurry and recover some strength..."

Lu Yu murmured, but his gaze involuntarily drifted towards the center of the platform, where the demon sword broken hilt had once been.

It was empty now; the demon sword had completely dissipated.

But he vaguely felt that the speck of pure black light that had merged into his forehead seemed... to be more than just a part of the System reward.

It was very quiet and showed no movement for now, but the trace of an extremely ancient, extremely pure aura of the 'sword' within it—which seemed to have shed all slaughter leaving only the Origin—was something he couldn't ignore.

"The Demon Sword Immortal... what exactly did he leave behind at the end?"

A hint of doubt rose in his heart, but he truly had no energy to investigate deeply at this moment.

At the peak of Burial Sword Mountain, the wind still howled, carrying residual Sword Intent and the scent of blood.

This battle had finally come to an end.