Chapter 3305: A Strand of the Demon Sword King's Soul, Lodged in the Supreme Sword Bone

After the collision, a huge crack appeared in the sky.

Zhao Beixuan's figure had been completely annihilated.

"Alliance Leader, mighty!"

Below, all the cultivators of the Carefree Alliance also shouted.

Now, the cultivators of the Carefree Alliance truly witnessed how Jun Xiaoyao annihilated the youth emperor-level.

With such an unimaginably powerful Alliance Leader,

what worry do they have that the Carefree Alliance cannot rise, cannot oppose the Hawk Heaven Organization?

Jun Xiaoyao's performance undoubtedly gave the Carefree Alliance cultivators more confidence.

Jun Xiaoyao put away the Great Luo Sword Embryo.

While pondering the anomaly that appeared on Zhao Beixuan's body just now,

that dark and demonic aura.

Although well concealed, it could not escape Jun Xiaoyao's perception.

Most importantly, Jun Xiaoyao was not unfamiliar with this aura.

Because this aura is somewhat similar to that of the Asura King and the Wunian Demon King.

"Is this the aura of the Dark Realm Demon King? Why is it related to him?"

He had not studied the Sword Clan in detail, so he did not know the specifics.

However, after this, he needs to pay attention.

Jun Xiaoyao will later inquire about some news of the Sword Clan.

Just after Zhao Beixuan was annihilated by Jun Xiaoyao's sword.

In reality.

Inside an ancient hall in the Snow Moon Ancient Realm of the Sword Clan,

Previously, after Zhao Beixuan emerged from the Demon-Slaying Sword Valley, he immediately could not wait to go to the Spirit Realm to contend with Jun Xiaoyao.

Therefore, he did not return to the Wuji Ancient Realm, but directly in the Snow Moon Ancient Realm, had Qiu Muyu set up the Spirit-Guiding Platform to enter the Spirit Realm.

Now, in this ancient hall.

Besides Zhao Beixuan sitting cross-legged on the Spirit-Guiding Platform,

beside him, Qiu Muyu in a light-colored dress, pure and ethereal, was also present.

However, she did not enter the Spirit Realm, only waiting for Zhao Beixuan's result.

At a certain moment.

The originally closed-eyed, cross-legged Zhao Beixuan suddenly let out a muffled groan, opened his eyes, and spat out a large mouthful of blood.

At his brow, cracks appeared, and blood light burst forth.

"Cough..."

Zhao Beixuan's body trembled, his face deathly pale, all color drained!

"Big Brother Beixuan!"

Autumn Muyu, who had been meditating with closed eyes beside him, was also startled and looked toward Zhao Beixuan.

Seeing his grim expression, Autumn Muyu's heart jolted.

She took out healing medicine and gave it to Zhao Beixuan.

However, Zhao Beixuan paid no heed.

"Damn it!"

He let out a fierce shout, the blood on his brow winding downward.

Rendering Zhao Beixuan's already ferocious expression even more chilling.

"Big Brother Beixuan!"

Seeing the originally handsome and heroic Zhao Beixuan reveal such a ferocious expression.

Autumn Muyu's heart also gave a jolt.

She had never seen Zhao Beixuan look like this before.

But she roughly guessed how Zhao Beixuan's challenge against Jun Xiaoyao turned out.

Unexpectedly, even though Zhao Beixuan broke through and transformed in the Demon-Slaying Sword Valley,

he was still no match for that Carefree King.

Previously, in Autumn Muyu's heart, Zhao Beixuan had always been the image of unparalleled talent and high spirits.

But now, covered in blood, in a sorry state, Zhao Beixuan was the first time she saw him like this.

Zhao Beixuan's image in her heart seemed to have undergone some change.

Yet she still comforted: "Big Brother Beixuan, do not be discouraged, after all, the Carefree King is a Chaos Body, defeat is understandable."

"I believe Big Brother Beixuan will surely have a chance to contend with the Carefree King in the future."

Although these were words of comfort, they instead made Zhao Beixuan feel humiliated.

Because Autumn Muyu had not seen his battle with Jun Xiaoyao.

She fundamentally did not know what happened.

That was not defeat, but crushing, humiliation!

Is Autumn Muyu's comfort like this not just slapping his face even harder?

"Enough, I want to be alone for a while."

Zhao Beixuan wiped the blood from his face with one hand, his voice carrying a hint of sinking cold.

Autumn Muyu's expression slightly tightened.

Zhao Beixuan seemed to have become a different person, no longer possessing his former handsome and calm demeanor.

She fell silent, then quietly withdrew on her own.

"Why, how could he be this strong?"

"Chaotic Body, plus the Supreme Bone—how could he have such talent?"

Zhao Beixuan gritted his teeth tightly.

In terms of talent, he was almost completely crushed by Jun Xiaoyao!

And if Jun Xiaoyao were older than him, that would be fine—it would even be a consolation.

But Zhao Beixuan had a feeling that Jun Xiaoyao's true age might be disturbingly young.

Superior talent, younger age, and an extraordinary identity.

Most infuriating of all, he was even better-looking than Zhao Beixuan.

Just ask—aren't you angry?

Zhao Beixuan was originally a proud and arrogant man, one who carried an arrogant bone in his frame.

Being completely outperformed in every aspect like this was the first time for him.

Naturally, he was unwilling to accept it.

But even if he was unwilling, what good would it do?

"Even if my Supreme Sword Bone were transformed to the utmost, I still wouldn't be his match."

"Then what was the meaning of everything I've done before?"

For a moment, even Zhao Beixuan's state of mind began to waver, cracks spreading through it.

He even began to doubt his own path of cultivation.

And just then, a hoarse, cold demonic sound suddenly echoed from within Zhao Beixuan's body.

"Hehe, brat, have you reached despair now?"

"Who?"

Zhao Beixuan shuddered in shock, realizing the source of the voice.

He hastily examined his inner self, scanning with his divine sense, but detected not the slightest abnormality.

"If you only have this much ability, then my previous help to you was nothing short of aiding a waste."

"What, helping me?"

Zhao Beixuan's heart and mind trembled.

First, he was stunned, then he reacted violently!

Earlier, he had lost consciousness in the Demon-Suppressing Sword Valley and fainted.

He had thought he would encounter an accident.

But upon waking later, not only did no abnormality appear,

his cultivation had actually increased by a small realm, and even his Supreme Sword Bone had transformed.

That was when he still doubted, feeling he might possess great fortune.

Now it seems, that is not the case.

"You said you were helping me, meaning..."

Zhao Beixuan's eyes showed disbelief.

"Exactly, you really thought you were blessed by heaven?"

"If it weren't for me, you would have long been eroded by the undead substance, your flesh corrupted, your mind lost, and you would have gone mad."

That hoarse, grinding demonic sound, carrying a yin-cold intent, laughed with a forest-cold tone.

"Just who are you..."

Zhao Beixuan was about to speak when he noticed the form of address used in that voice.

This king.

His mind suddenly trembled, his breath nearly stopping.

"Impossible, you are the sealed Demon Sword King!"

Zhao Beixuan could not believe it.

"Hehe..."

As the yin-cold laughter sounded.

Within Zhao Beixuan's body, in that brilliant, crystalline Supreme Sword Bone.

Indeed, strands of black mist seeped out, spreading and then detaching from his body.

Finally, before Zhao Beixuan's eyes, it condensed into a black crow.

In those blood-red crow pupils, it seemed as if an endless sea of blood was overturning.

Seeing this crow, Zhao Beixuan drew his sword and rose.

"The Demon Sword King is sealed beneath the great formation—it's impossible for him to break out!" Zhao Beixuan said coldly.

The black crow spoke in human words.

"This is merely a wisp of my divine soul that has overflowed."

It is indeed a wisp of the Demon Sword King's divine soul.

After all, the great formation that suppresses him has, after countless ages of erosion, never been overly stable.

It has been restless frequently before.

And this wisp of the Demon Sword King's divine soul has escaped precisely through this.

Of course, the Demon Sword King's power remains suppressed and sealed.

At that time, Zhao Beixuan had just penetrated to the core of the formation.

The soul of the Magic Sword King could then attach itself to Zhao Beixuan's supreme sword bone.

Thus, he could evade the search of the white-haired old woman outside the Demon-Slaying Sword Valley.

It can be said that without the soul of the Magic Sword King,

Zhao Beixuan would probably not even be able to leave the Demon-Slaying Sword Valley.