Undead King of Fighters

Chapter 211: From the sound into the sword, refined again.

Zhan Wushuang was stunned by this sudden change, and then looked at the Xuanyuan Sword in his hand. The sword was trembling slightly, as if telling something.

"Senior, this..." Zhan Wushuang hesitated to speak.

You Chong stood up slowly and said with a complicated expression: "Hey... Ancestor! The Ancestor must have been unwilling to give up and missed the opportunity to seize the body, so he chose to enter the Xuanyuan Sword."

Zhan Wushuang frowned slightly when he heard this. Is he trying to take over my body?

You Chong seemed to have seen what Zhan Wushuang was thinking and quickly said, "Wushuang, are you thinking that the ancestor wants to take over your body?"

Zhan Wushuang nodded expressionlessly, and You Chong said sadly: "Wushuang, you worry too much. Whether you believe it or not, the ancestor has never thought of taking over anyone's body from beginning to end!"

"I hope so." Zhan Wushuang sighed softly, "But this matter happened too suddenly, and it makes me doubtful."

You Chong smiled bitterly and said, "The ancestor lived an upright life, but fate played tricks on him and he ended up like this. Now that he has entered the Xuanyuan Sword, perhaps this is his last act of help for the Canghai Continent."

Zhan Wushuang tightly grasped the Xuanyuan Sword, looked at You Chong in confusion and said, "Senior, do you know something?"

"Wushuang, my ancestor is willing to sacrifice his life for your benefit. I believe even more that you are the chosen one. The reason why I take the risk is that I am thinking of waiting until the sky opens to find a glimmer of hope for my people." You Chong stopped here, because suddenly the Xuanyuan Sword burst out with a strong light.

In the light, the voice of the ancestor of the You family could be heard faintly: "Wushuang boy, the disaster of the monster in the cave is imminent, and only the true power of the Xuanyuan Sword can resolve it. I will become the new sword spirit, and in order to better fit with the Xuanyuan Sword, I will find out all my original aura and memories. Child, remember to reseal... the cave... I..."

Zhan Wushuang and Yu Chong listened to the sound from the Xuanyuan Sword becoming intermittent and weaker.

"Ancestor... why are you..." You Chong looked at the Xuanyuan Sword and let out another heart-wrenching cry.

Zhan Wushuang looked solemn. He could hear the determination in the voice of the ancestor of the You clan. He immediately felt a sense of admiration in his heart, and felt the Xuanyuan Sword in his hand was once again filled with powerful energy fluctuations. He nodded vigorously, looked at You Chong and said, "Senior You, don't be sad. I believe that the spirit of Senior You Xing in heaven would most like to see us reseal the cave."

"You don't understand... It's all my fault. If it weren't for me... If I hadn't been so impulsive... The ancestor wouldn't have... Ah!" After You Chong finished speaking, he let out a shrill scream, and his aura became disordered.

Zhan Wushuang's heart tightened, and he quickly stretched out his hand to put on You Chong's shoulder, and shouted loudly: "Senior You Chong, calm down! If you lose your composure at this time, how can you be worthy of the sacrifice of the ancestor!"

After being shouted at, You Chong's body trembled slightly, his disordered breathing calmed down a little, and a trace of clarity returned to his eyes.

"Wushuang, I..." You Chong's voice was hoarse and full of regret.

Zhan Wushuang looked at him firmly and said, "Senior, cheer up! We must fulfill our ancestor's last wish and not let his sacrifice be in vain."

You Chong gritted his teeth and nodded fiercely: "I understand, Wushuang, you should quickly refine the Xuanyuan Sword again. We have to seal the cave immediately."

Upon hearing this, Zhan Wushuang immediately sat down cross-legged and immersed his mind in the Xuan-Yuan Sword.

However, this refining was not smooth. The power in the sword was violent and surging, constantly impacting his consciousness.

"Ah!" Zhan Wushuang couldn't help but cry out in pain, beads of sweat the size of beans rolling down his forehead.

"My lord, the sword spirit's consciousness seems not to have completely dissipated. You have to hold on! The sword spirit has now become an unconscious existence and is hostile to everything." Xu Chu's soul said silently. He didn't know whether Zhan Wushuang could hear it.

You Chong watched anxiously from the side, but did not dare to disturb them rashly.

"Wushuang, you must hold on!" You Chong clenched his fists and secretly encouraged Zhan Wushuang.

Zhan Wushuang gritted his teeth, endured the severe pain, and tried desperately to calm his mind and tame this violent force. He didn't expect this to happen. How could the Xuanyuan Sword, which had already recognized its master, still resist him?

Just when he was about to give up, the figure of the ancestor of the You family suddenly flashed in his mind, as if saying to him: "Kid, hold on!"

Zhan Wushuang's spirit was lifted, and he gathered his strength again to fight against the power in Xuanyuan Sword. Strong impacts kept coming from his mind, and his temples were protruding outwards due to the impact of the remaining energy of the sword spirit, and waves of severe pain came.

“Oh… I have to take action! Why is Dad so weak…” The dragon scale spirit broke out of the body and hovered above Zhan Wushuang’s head.

Under You Chong's shocked gaze, the dragon scale spirit body instantly grew larger, opened its mouth and bit Zhan Wushuang...

"Old man, what are you doing?" Long Lin's spirit turned around and shouted angrily. He was almost split in half by You Chong's sword energy.

"What are you going to do to Wushuang?" You Chong put the two fingers of his right hand together and a sword energy slashed over again.

"Old man, you are crazy! I am helping my father. Have you forgotten the egg in the cave? I am that egg." Long Lin said angrily. It was the first time that he said he was an egg, which made Long Lin feel even worse.

"Are you the egg? How do you prove it?" You Chong said in a cold voice, with sword energy between his fingers ready to go.

"You two, why don't you come out!" Long Lin shouted.

When You Chong was about to attack, Dian Wei and Xu Chu's spirits appeared and said, "You Chong, stop!" Xu Chu's spirit blocked You Chong and said, "You Chong, Zhan Wushuang is the lord of the three of us."

"Who are you? No...you are...spirits! How is this possible?" You Chong looked at Dian Wei and Xu Chu in horror and continued, "How did you get here? Could it be that the seal outside the sky..."

"Now is not the time to explain. Long Lin, go and help the lord." Xu Chu's soul turned and said to Long Lin.

The dragon scales spirit nodded and reappeared above Zhan Wushuang's head. At this time, Zhan Wushuang's body was really about to collapse, and the speed of the Tai Chi totem rotating under him also slowed down.

Long Lin opened his mouth and bit down on the top of Zhan Wushuang's head. If Dian Wei and Xu Chu's spirits hadn't known that Long Lin couldn't possibly hurt Zhan Wushuang, they would have attacked directly at this moment.

This is too much like eating Zhan Wushuang...

At the moment when Long Lin bit down, a bright light burst out from Zhan Wushuang's head and was swallowed by Long Lin, under the horrified gaze of the three people.

Long Lin's spirit was knocked around in the secret room by the impact of the violent energy, and it seemed that Long Lin did not expect this result.

“Ah…Ah…” Bang-bang-bang sounds mixed with Dragon Scale’s screams rang out in the secret room…

The violent force seemed to be suppressed by something, and Long Lin fell into the secret room in an instant.

Zhan Wushuang slowly opened his eyes, his eyes were full of fatigue but also a hint of joy.

"Success..." he said weakly.

You Chong was pleasantly surprised: "Wushuang, that's great!"

At this time, Long Lin also returned to his original size and flew to Zhan Wushuang's side.

"Dad, you really cause me a lot of worry." Long Lin muttered.

Zhan Wushuang smiled bitterly, shook his head, and stood up. He reached out and grabbed Long Lin: "Thanks to you, I didn't expect to refine the Xuanyuan Sword..."

All novels about cultivating immortals are lies, Zhan Wushuang cursed again.