Beauties in Simulation Cross over into Reality

With a flash of saber light.

A man in a long black robe shot out from the base of the mountain.

In the next instant, the black blade descended upon “Ding Jingyi.”

“CLANG!”

“Ding Jingyi” raised a longsword to block.

The sound of clashing weapons echoed through the mountains of the Wandao Sect.

“Hm?”

Soon, “Ding Jingyi” realized something was wrong.

This long saber was not the Fourth-Grade Magical Artifact Xiao Mo had just been holding, but an Immortal Soldier.

“BOOM!”

Xiao Mo struck with all his might, and “Ding Jingyi” was sent flying like a meteor, smashing the peak of a mountain to smithereens.

As “Ding Jingyi” struggled back to her feet, Xiao Mo swung his long saber down again.

“Ding Jingyi” didn’t dare to meet it head-on and could only dodge to the side.

Xiao Mo’s domineering Saber Qi, mixed with Blood Qi, tore an opening straight through the Wandao Sect’s Sect Protection Array.

“Ding Jingyi’s” brow furrowed. This was the first time since she had awoken that she felt she had to get serious.

Xiao Mo took a step forward and slashed down once more.

Each of his slashes was exceedingly fast, and each one was heavier than the last.

“Ding Jingyi” felt as if Xiao Mo wasn’t holding a saber, but was smashing Buzhou Mountain into her again and again.

In truth, for a Cultivator, any weapon is simply a means of amplifying their own abilities.

By the same token,

the Cultivator must be powerful enough to unleash the weapon’s full potential.

This all came down to the compatibility between the Cultivator and the weapon.

This was what was commonly known as being a “perfect fit.”

Only when the two were perfectly compatible could they achieve an effect where the whole was greater than the sum of its parts.

Therefore, it was an incredibly difficult task for a Cultivator to find a weapon that was both of a high enough grade and a perfect fit.

If they did, most Cultivators would choose to refine it into their own Lifebound Magical Artifact.

Now, in “Ding Jingyi’s” eyes, Xiao Mo had found such a weapon.

This Immortal Soldier was incredibly domineering, as if it were born for slaughter.

Under its influence, the Blood Demon Saber Technique Xiao Mo cultivated and his tyrannical Evil Qi were unleashed to their fullest extent.

Furthermore, Xiao Mo’s own strength was great enough to wield this Immortal Soldier without any restrictions.

Moreover, the Artifact Spirit within the Immortal Soldier completely obeyed Xiao Mo, assisting his every attack. They were perfectly in sync, as if they shared one mind.

Just as “Ding Jingyi” felt the web of her thumb go numb from the impacts, finding it difficult to even parry, her gaze inadvertently met Xiao Mo’s.

Daoist patterns rippled, circle after circle, across Xiao Mo’s eyes.

’This is bad.’

“Ding Jingyi” felt a sense of dread, but it was too late.

Her consciousness began to sink, and she felt her body slipping from her control.

But within half a breath, “Ding Jingyi” broke free of Xiao Mo’s Illusion Technique.

However, in that brief moment, Xiao Mo had already unleashed his Blood Prison and Heaven and Earth Illusory Red.

“Ding Jingyi” was completely trapped within a prison of blood-red Evil Qi, and chains of blood bound her hands and feet.

Xiao Mo stood before “Ding Jingyi,” his long saber already raised.

Black-red Evil Qi coalesced once more on the blade of his saber.

For ten thousand miles in every direction with Xiao Mo at the center, heaven and earth turned to black and white again. Only Xiao Mo and the long saber in his hand retained any color.

The final form of the Blood Demon Saber Technique—Heaven-Opening.

This one slash contained his all.

He slashed down.

A hundred-mile-long chasm was carved into the earth behind “Ding Jingyi.” All the mountains and rivers along its path were sliced in two.

The frenzied Saber Qi spread for ten thousand miles.

Whether they were human, demon, or beast.

The moment they felt Xiao Mo’s Saber Qi, they all trembled uncontrollably, as if they had just taken a stroll past the gates of hell.

The Saber Qi dissipated.

“Ding Jingyi” had also been split in two.

“Ding Jingyi” lowered her head, looking at her body as it gradually dissolved into a bloody mist. She then raised her head to look at Xiao Mo, her eyes holding not the despair of impending death, but only rage.

“Xiao Mo, you couldn’t kill me before, and you certainly can’t kill me now.”

She spoke coldly.

“Just you wait. No matter how long it takes, a thousand years or ten thousand, one day, I will kill you with my own hands!”

As her words faded, “Ding Jingyi’s” body completely dissipated into a mist of blood. The streams of golden light that had previously poured into “Ding Jingyi’s” body returned once more to the stone statue.

The stone statue cracked like porcelain.

Then, as if weathered by eons, the statue crumbled into dust and scattered in the air.

“He won? Xiao Mo really won?!”

Qing Yuan stared at Xiao Mo, who was standing in mid-air. Her eyes were glazed over in utter disbelief, and she wondered if she was dreaming.

In her excitement, the three-thousand-year-old Qing Yuan nearly jumped for joy.

Meanwhile, Xia Kong and the other Cultivators who had sided with “Ding Jingyi” were filled with incredibly complicated feelings.

They had initially been very confident in their Sect Leader, believing he could seize the Divine Spirit’s power and step into the legendary Lost Second Realm.

After all, the Divine Spirit had been sealed for so many years and was extremely weak, while their Sect Leader was at Ascension Realm Perfection and had even absorbed the Qi Fortune of the Wandao Sect.

But unexpectedly, their Sect Leader had been possessed by the Divine Spirit instead.

If that was all, it might have been acceptable. The Divine Spirit had just awoken and was all alone. If she wanted to accomplish anything in this world, she would surely need helpers.

They would have been more than willing—honored, even—to become the lackeys of a god.

’But in the end, that god was slain by Xiao Mo…’

’A man who had slain a god…’