Chapter 107: This Is an Illusion

Qin Chuan stepped forward decisively and unleashed his ultimate skill, bombarding a fixed area. For a moment, orange light flickered as a hundred sword shadows descended from the sky.

*Swish, swish, swish!*

After three seconds, the Dragon Spirit Tree was stripped bare, its trunk dotted with numerous small white spots.

“Ah, the bark’s a bit tough,” Qin Chuan muttered.

The sharpness of the sword shadows had already soared beyond 900, yet they still failed to break through the defense.

However, Qin Chuan had already estimated the approximate resilience of the Dragon Spirit Tree.

Despite the onslaught of the ultimate attack, the tree didn’t even utter a sound—an unusual sign.

“You’re just wasting your strength. Aside from losing some leaves, it’s completely useless,” came a faint, disdainful voice from nowhere.

“Oh? Is that so?” Qin Chuan replied, refraining from using his Flow Strike skill and instead hopping energetically toward the tree.

The ethereal voice grew angry: “You’re courting death! Dragon Spirit Whip!”

Qin Chuan’s behavior was tinged with a hint of contempt, which infuriated the Ancient Vine Black Dragon Sword. Such insolence was intolerable.

A dragon-shaped long whip lashed out at Qin Chuan with a fierce snap, its power evident.

*Crack!*

The Dragon Spirit Whip struck the ground sharply, leaving a deep whip mark and kicking up a cloud of dust.

“Decent power, but a bit slow,” Qin Chuan teased as he leapt forward again. The distance between them was now just fifteen meters.

The reason Qin Chuan held back his Flow Strike was that he suspected there was something else besides the Dragon Spirit Tree. Concealing his full strength was a calculated move to surprise his opponent later.

Soon, the Dragon Pattern Cold Jade Sword closed within ten meters. Suddenly, the Dragon Spirit Tree shook violently.

“Damn, this is the prelude to a control skill!” Qin Chuan was highly sensitive to the preparatory movements preceding control abilities.

With his combat experience, he immediately blinked forward five meters.

“Dragon Spirit Roar!”

A dragon head illusion appeared on the Dragon Spirit Tree, roaring fiercely forward.

“Huh? It’s coming to its death willingly?”

At this moment, Qin Chuan was only five meters from the tree and was struck by the Dragon Spirit Roar, causing Ancient Vine Black Dragon Sword to burst with delight.

“Dragon Spirit Frenzy!”

In an instant, eight dragon-shaped long whips whipped toward Qin Chuan.

Each whip’s sharpness reached over 1160. If all hit, it would likely cause an explosion.

Ancient Vine Black Dragon Sword was fully confident that after Dragon Spirit Frenzy, the Dragon Pattern Cold Jade Sword would be shattered to pieces.

“Hmph, such ignorance. With that little combat experience, you dare to challenge me,” Ancient Vine Black Dragon Sword sneered.

Once a ninth-tier spiritual weapon, it had abundant battle experience and accurately predicted Qin Chuan’s landing spot.

Thus, all eight dragon-shaped whips struck the Dragon Pattern Cold Jade Sword.

Everything unfolded just as Ancient Vine Black Dragon Sword anticipated, yet the result was utterly beyond his imagination.

“What… how is this possible? There’s no effect at all! This can’t be!”

“Could it be immunity?”

Ancient Vine Black Dragon Sword, well-versed in many things, soon pinpointed the key.

While it was still baffled, Qin Chuan had already reached beneath the tree and struck with a single sword blow.

It was called a strike because it was a critical hit.

Qin Chuan had been lucky enough to build up a critical strike before arriving here.

*Ding!* Critical hit triggered: damage increased by 150%, with a knockback effect.

*Ding!* Slow effect of 40% triggered.

*Crack!*

At this critical moment, the sharpness soared to over 1740. The Dragon Spirit Tree cracked open with a loud snap, uprooted entirely, and was flung backward.

“This… really? That’s incredible!” Ancient Vine Black Dragon Sword was stunned.

A tree more than ten meters tall was felled by a three-foot sword in one blow—completely defying logic.

Ancient Vine Black Dragon Sword admitted that with its current strength, it could never achieve this, yet Qin Chuan did so effortlessly.

No wonder—the system’s power was overwhelmingly strong.

Shocked, Ancient Vine Black Dragon Sword stood dumbfounded for three seconds, unaware that the Azure Lotus had quietly matured and was slowly rising from the tree pit.

After knocking back the Dragon Spirit Tree, Qin Chuan stepped forward and unleashed a flurry of attacks, finishing off the ill-fated tree.

*Ding!* Level 29 Dragon Spirit Tree killed, awarded 315,000 experience points. Bonus 100% experience for defeating a higher-level enemy. Congratulations, host gains 620,000 experience points.

*Ding!* Achieved Ninth-grade Elite title. All attribute bonuses increased to 45 points.

At this moment, the Azure Lotus emerged from the pit, emitting a faint azure glow and an alluring fragrance.

*Ding!* Discovered Fourth-stage Supreme Azure Lotus Seed.

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“Damn! What an unexpected surprise!” Qin Chuan wasted no time and launched a Flow Strike.

*Chirp!*

Ancient Vine Black Dragon Sword finally snapped out of its daze and saw the Azure Lotus rising from the pit. Instantly, dozens of vines sprouted from its blade, striking like lightning.

The entire Azure Lotus was soon shrouded in vines and quickly engulfed.

*Puff!*

“Got it! Luckily, it wasn’t stolen,” Ancient Vine Black Dragon Sword thought as it heard a soft sound, believing the vines had pierced the Azure Lotus and hastily retracted them.

“No, wait, where’d it go?!”

A scream of disbelief erupted from the sword—it was unimaginable.

“Hmm, not bad. The scent is truly intoxicating,” Qin Chuan’s teasing, confident voice rang out above.

It turned out that the piercing blow was not from the sword’s vines, but from the Dragon Pattern Cold Jade Sword.

*Buzz!*

Ancient Vine Black Dragon Sword couldn’t help but emit a sword hum and leaped out of the pit.

“Bastard, give me back my Azure Lotus!”

*Ding!* Discovered Third-stage Supreme Ancient Vine Black Dragon Sword, rare quality, level 29.

Qin Chuan gazed at the trembling Ancient Vine Black Dragon Sword and mischievously said, “Nope.”

“You... you...” The sword was so furious it nearly spat blood. The Azure Lotus, the fruit of countless efforts and time, was simply gone.

After a few seconds, Ancient Vine Black Dragon Sword recovered and snarled fiercely, “Whether you return it or not doesn’t matter. Once I consume your spirit core, not only will I level up, but my quality will also improve.”

A confident smile curled on Qin Chuan’s lips inside the spirit core. “You can try.”

Qin Chuan was very interested in this deeply hidden Ancient Vine Black Dragon Sword. After all, it was this fellow causing all the trouble.

Ancient Vine Black Dragon Sword grumbled, “Hmph, you’ve already used several skills. Do you really think you still have a chance?”

Indeed, all of Qin Chuan’s skills were on cooldown, except for his blink.

“Maybe I don’t need any skills to defeat you,” Qin Chuan said calmly.

Having faced many fearsome opponents, this Ancient Vine Black Dragon Sword was nothing special.

Perhaps it was the strongest opponent he’d encountered so far.

But so what?

Hearing this, Ancient Vine Black Dragon Sword almost imagined Qin Chuan as an unparalleled warrior who could easily annihilate all foes.

Undeniably, Qin Chuan now possessed formidable confidence, even showing a glimpse of an unrivaled master’s aura.

Yet Ancient Vine Black Dragon Sword quickly dispelled this irrational illusion.

“What a joke. How could I possibly feel that way? Perhaps the spirit core isn’t fully restored yet.”

“Yes, that’s right. It’s just an illusion.”