Chapter 1206: Fusion of the Twin Dragons

Chapter 1206: Fusion of the Twin Dragons

It turns out the souls of Master Cong and Zhang Yuanxu were hidden here; it seems things aren’t so simple.

This fat guy, too, looks like he’s been hit; he’s akin to a walking corpse, a veritable puppet.

Now even Master Zhao has knelt down, becoming a vengeful spirit; it seems Zhang Yuanxu wants to perish along with him.

That won’t do.

If anyone’s to kneel, it can only be before Su Kexin’s blade.

Now they’re three, but they could break free and scatter.

It’s a question of whether the two of them can figure it out.

“Is he even human?” Lin Nuo questioned Zhang Yuanxu, clearly just stalling for time while his mind raced for strategies.

But it seemed Zhang Yuanxu saw right through it.

Zhang Yuanxu didn’t waste words with Lin Nuo anymore; Master Cong had stepped up, so it began.

“Whether you believe it or not doesn’t matter; the outcome will prove it.”

Zhang Yuanxu laughed heartily, and then the puppet-like Master Cong, under his command, began to cast spells.

All the vengeful spirits stirred, and the flames of the braziers around them blazed higher, echoing with sharp sounds all around.

“Junior Martial Brother, what now…?”

“Listen, we can escape, but we must destroy their ritual quickly. Otherwise, the impact on the Crack of the Demon Realm could be beyond our reckoning.”

Lin Nuo said seriously, the ritual was starting up rapidly, and normally, breaking the caster—big fat Master Cong—would halt it.

Besides, Master Cong was in a rather defenseless state.

But…

This could be a trap.

Zhang Yuanxu was trying to redirect his attention towards Master Cong.

It could very well be a decoy.

Yes, he wasn’t taking that gamble.

To break the situation, they couldn’t take down Master Cong directly.

So where was the breakthrough?

Lin Nuo’s mind was racing, exploring some truth within the universe, revving up to maximum, investigating every potential way to rupture this scenario.

“Mu Yiting, you go left and disperse that group of drifting vengeful spirits. Then, Senior Sister, you guard me from behind. Let me borrow your sword.”

“Here you go, Junior Martial Brother.”

Liu Shuqin promptly handed over her Demon Sword to Lin Nuo; according to the plot, this was indeed the sword Lin Nuo should have had, but now it was in Liu Shuqin’s hands.

However, that wasn’t a problem; we’re family—what’s yours is mine.

Now it was just about dual swords.

Alright, a dual-wielding Demon Sword style.

Recalling the last time he wielded one Phoenix Sword and one Phoenix Sword, the Phoenix Twin Swords style.

This was the legit magic-style dual-wielding.

He needed to set up a bit of a ritual; now it was Liu Shuqin’s turn to cover for him.

Liu Shuqin quickly constructed a magical shield, blocking the incoming onslaught of vengeful spirits.

Lin Nuo planted the two swords into the ground, standing firm on either side, gripping the sword hilts, and closed his eyes.

Though unaware of Lin Nuo’s intentions, Liu Shuqin did her utmost to protect him.

If there was any chance to assist Junior Martial Brother, she would seize it. It was rare this time that Junior Martial Brother needed her.

Mu Yiting first started to scatter the vengeful spirits on the left; however, those spirits were rather tenacious; it took her several attempts.

Then, vengeful spirits erupted from within the altar, finally revealing the Crack of the Demon Realm ahead.

Amidst the turmoil of the ritual, the crack in the Demon Realm seemed to be expanding continuously.

“You can’t hold out against this.”

Zhang Yuanxu laughed, more and more vengeful spirits appeared, surrounding Master Cong, making the atmosphere even more oppressive—almost suffocating.

Master Zhao and Zhang Yuanxu’s souls were inching closer to the altar’s sides, the designated spot for sacrifices; next, they would be offered up.

Once sacrificed, the place would explode, leaving no one able to survive.

Of course, that was his plan.

Lin Nuo had different thoughts.

So the key was…

Master Zhao.

Yes, he was the key sacrifice; if he didn’t die, the ritual wouldn’t succeed.

Generally, soul manipulation spells couldn’t disperse him.

So it would come down to these two swords.

“Senior Sister, take care of yourself.”

Lin Nuo threw out that line and dashed out of the protective range Liu Shuqin laid down.

It sounded like a final farewell: you take care of yourself, and then he was off to sacrifice himself.

Liu Shuqin’s overly sentimental heart felt it shatter upon hearing that.

How could this be? If Junior Martial Brother died, she would follow him too.

She didn’t want Lin Nuo to die alone like in the last life, being all by himself through it all.

“Are you still struggling?”

Zhang Yuanxu was unafraid of Lin Nuo coming at him; a fierce wind stirred up around the altar, and Lin Nuo found it difficult to push through for a moment.

Great, he’d end up becoming a sacrifice along with Master Zhao, completing this catastrophic ritual.

The Demon Qi spilling out from the crack grew increasingly fierce, hastening the ritual’s progress.

“It’s up to you two now.”

Lin Nuo suddenly swung the Demon Sword in either hand, the two Dragon Souls intertwined and surged forth, breaking through the violent wind.

“Hm?!”

Zhang Yuanxu was taken aback; just as it seemed the sacrifice was about to complete, two Dragon Souls charged through the tempest.

But your target is me, right? Fine, come at me!

The two Dragon Souls were initially aimed at Zhang Yuanxu but suddenly took a sharp turn, heading for Master Zhao instead.

At that moment, the two intertwined Dragon Souls fused into a Giant Dragon, its enormous mouth wide open, directly devouring Master Zhao’s soul.

The entire Hunyung Hall shook, and the Crack of the Demon Realm stopped its expansion, the vengeful spirits losing their previous momentum.

“Swallowed?! You…!”

Zhang Yuanxu’s frantic rage turned to despair as that giant Dragon Soul swallowed Master Zhao’s tormented spirit.

However, consuming that old geezer’s tormented spirit drained the Dragon Soul, causing it to shrink in size and collapse to the ground.

Seizing the moment the fierce wind calmed, Lin Nuo rushed over, retracting the two Dragon Souls back into the swords.

He couldn’t let them stay out of the Demon Sword for too long; otherwise, they would vanish.

“Heh, even if you can swallow him, so what? You still can’t stop it.”

Zhang Yuanxu was trying to sound tough, but Lin Nuo ignored him, not swinging a sword at him.

They had to break through in order; first, Master Zhao, then Master Cong.

Now, it was time to focus on that fat guy.

Lin Nuo adjusted his target and swiftly charged towards Master Cong, skillfully wielding the two Demon Swords aimed at the puppet-like figure.

Master Cong, appearing unmoving like a puppet, still reacted as Lin Nuo swung his swords.

His eyes turned blood-red in an instant, a powerful energy surged forth, and Lin Nuo’s sword spirits had just consumed Master Zhao’s tormented spirit, leaving them temporarily weak.

He pulled back a short distance.

This was going to be tough.

“Junior Martial Brother, are you alright? You scared me!”

Liu Shuqin rushed to support Lin Nuo, relieved he wasn’t gone for good, and was safe.

“This sword needs to be wielded by you to unleash its true power.”

Lin Nuo returned Liu Shuqin’s sword to her; since the moment she possessed it, Lin Nuo found it hard to maximize its potential.

“What should I do, Junior Martial Brother?”

“Together, we’ll bring him down, but we must strike synchronously.”

Lin Nuo said.