My Silly, Sweet Wife

Chapter 1680 - 1477: The Wager (Part 3)

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Ye Guichen struggled to stand up. "What deal?"

"Hehe, I'll give you three sword chances. If you can't harm me in the slightest after three swords, then you will follow me, and together we will seize the Immortals' territory and live carefree, how about it?"

The old man spoke lightly, a confident smile playing at the corners of his mouth.

Ye Guichen furrowed his brows, not directly answering, but instead asked back, "Three swords?"

The old man nodded. "That's right, three swords. I won't move; you strike. Didn't you say your sword is the Immortal Slayer Sword? Then go ahead, strike me and see if you can kill me."

"Alright!"

Ye Guichen once again unleashed the final strike of the Immortal Slayer.

Rumble!

This time, the momentum was even greater than before.

In the sky, thunderous sounds were drawn by the Immortal Slayer Sword.

Not only that, but countless fierce winds also formed around, uprooting many plants.

The Carp Demon had already dived back into the water.

Yet the old man remained unperturbed, still lightly gazing at Ye Guichen.

After gathering his strength, Ye Guichen slashed again.

At this moment, Ye Guichen was still a hundred meters away from the old man.

But once this sword was slashed down, a massive chasm immediately opened in the ground in front of Ye Guichen.

The chasm was more than ten meters wide, and even the air seemed to be cut into two halves by Ye Guichen's sword.

Yet the chasm did not stop.

The powerful Sword Qi rapidly extended the chasm, reaching the old man.

However, just as it seemed about to strike the old man, an invisible barrier seemed to form in front of him.

The Sword Qi of the Immortal Slayer Sword hit the barrier and instantly dissipated without a trace, as though that world-ending power was also insignificant.

Ye Guichen's pupils contracted.

He had not expected that his strongest sword of the Immortal Slayer could be so easily thwarted.

Involuntarily, his brows also furrowed.

"That's one sword. Two more to go." The old man's face carried a playful smile, looking at Ye Guichen with amusement in his eyes.

It seemed that this was not a life-and-death duel, but just a game.

Ye Guichen took a deep breath, and at this moment, he actually calmed down.

The old man's power was unfathomable.

Just using the Immortal Slayer Sword probably couldn't harm him.

Then, let's try the Myriad Swords Return to Origin.

This move is tens of thousands of times stronger than the Immortal Slayer Sword.

If this also can't harm the old man, then reluctantly, I'll have to think of another way.

"Don't get cocky, I haven't shown my real skills yet!" Ye Guichen snapped his fingers.

In an instant, countless swords appeared.

"Myriad Swords Return to Origin!"

Ye Guichen was immediately surrounded by a multitude of swords.

A thousand swords resounded, like ten thousand sword spirits roaring simultaneously.

The old man's expression slightly changed, not expecting Ye Guichen to have such strong cards up his sleeve.

"Hehe, I didn't expect you to have such skills. Back in the day, this seemed to be the Myriad Swords Return to Origin of that once rampant Carefree Sword Immortal?"

To Ye Guichen's surprise, the old man also knew of the Carefree Sword Immortal.

"Back then, I hadn't tasted this Myriad Swords Return to Origin, but unexpectedly, I can experience it today. Bring it on!"

The old man still didn't move, but his expression was much more solemn.

Ye Guichen did not reply, channeling all his strength.

The myriad swords launched simultaneously!

Once they reached the old man, they suddenly converged into a giant sword.

The power of the giant sword was tens of thousands of times that of the previous Immortal Slayer Sword.

Then, the giant sword slashed downward.

In front of the old man, an invisible barrier formed again.

However, this time, the invisible barrier did not shatter the giant sword composed of myriad swords; it lightly trembled and a crack appeared, visible to the naked eye.

Ye Guichen was overjoyed.

However, he knew that just the Myriad Swords Return to Origin alone still might not harm the old man.

"Demon Saint, one more sword!"

After Ye Guichen spoke, he did not move, but a phantom shadow emerged from his body.

It was indeed Ye Guichen's refined spirit.

Ye Guichen's physical form could not enlarge or shrink, but his spirit could.

Especially after reaching the Half-step Immortal Realm, Ye Guichen's control over his spirit became even more adept.

With the enhancement of the Jiuyou Tower, Ye Guichen's spirit control could surpass most Immortals.

Since each sword had its Sword Spirit.

And to harm such a formidable opponent as the old man, an ordinary Myriad Swords Return to Origin may not suffice.

This did not mean it couldn't harm the old man's spirit.

Ye Guichen's spirit, after charging out, stood a hundred meters tall.

Reaching out, it grasped the hilt of the giant sword.

"The third sword, watch carefully!"

Ye Guichen slashed downward again.

The giant sword did not move.

However, the Sword Spirits among the myriad swords were caught by Ye Guichen's spirit, forming an illusory giant sword shadow.

As Ye Guichen's words concluded, the giant sword shadow swung down as well, effortlessly shattering the invisible barrier.

Furthermore, with an unstoppable momentum, it directly rushed toward the old man.

The old man's complexion finally changed.

He did not anticipate Ye Guichen having so many cards up his sleeve one after another.

"Boy, you really surprised me!"

The next second, just as the giant sword shadow was about to cut the old man, the old man moved.

Boom!

The giant sword shadow slashed down, splitting souls in two, causing lake water to surge into the sky, and numerous Fish Demons leaped out of the water, transforming into humans, watching Ye Guichen with trepidation.

And the old man, had already retreated several miles away, watching Ye Guichen intently.

Ye Guichen looked at the old man. "Didn't you say you wouldn't move? Since you dodged the third sword, does that mean I won, or you won?"

The old man's expression fluctuated.

A few seconds later, he burst into hearty laughter: "Good boy, you truly are her son. With such talent, perhaps one day, you will finally achieve the Supreme Dao. Today, the bet is off, and I'll let you go."

Ye Guichen squinted his eyes. "Begging your pardon, it seems I came today to kill you; just letting me leave isn't quite the way it works, is it?"

With the return of his spirit, Ye Guichen retracted the myriad swords, only to feel a surging heat once again spreading within his Dantian.

The previously undigested Demon Core of the Nine Grade Demon, because of Ye Guichen's powerful display of force, quickly began to digest.

An unending stream of power surged into Ye Guichen's limbs and bones.

Ye Guichen only felt that the depleted strength rapidly recovering.

In midair, the sound of thunder rumbled.

Ye Guichen looked up.

"Seems like the Heavenly Tribulation is coming."

Ye Guichen didn't expect that even within the hidden realm, the Heavenly Tribulation could be drawn.

And he was about to break through the Half-step Immortal, becoming a true Immortal.

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