The Demon Swordsman 3
Ch. 63 - Spirit Tree

Xin Chen was silent. Facing the man, just from the look of his face. Somehow Xin Chen saw that the man with the title of Devil Sword was crying. Although he did not see the man moved even though only a few inches.

What happened to Xin Fai, Xin Chen himself did not understand. He was too chaotic to just think about everything in the midst of the situation that was happening to him. Xin Chen threw his gaze towards Xin Zhan.

"sorry. But I can't lose you, brother."

Xin Chen turned to look at Xin Fai back. Then he closed his eyes, creating a gigantic spirit shield that protected him from anything. Xin Chen did not want to suddenly Xin Fai to attack the two. He didn't lose faith in the man, it was just that an impossible situation like this made him have to have a sense of 'fear' for his feet to tread more carefully.

"There's only one way you can survive. Successful or not. At least I should try." Xin Chen let out a bitter smile, he was sure Xin Zhan could still wake up. After all, Xin Zhan's death was unacceptable. By his brain and his heart.

Xin Chen once told his father that when he was a child, Xin Fai was hit by an arrow. Just as the village where he lived was burned by a group of black warriors. Back then, Xin Fai was able to survive something that felt strange. The next morning after being killed by an arrow, Xin Fai came back to life. But the tree in which he was found lying dry, its leaves falling out like they had been droughts for five years.

Xin Chen had always remembered all the stories of his father, more than he remembered his own childhood. Because those stories always get him excited. And now, Xin Chen hopes the story that once happened to her father will also be repeated for her brother Xin Zhan.

Inside such a huge spirit shield, blue flames lit up and floated above the air. Making light around that is so beautiful it resembles a blue-colored lantern. Some are even created into blue butterflies whose bright flame is the same as other flames. Flashing all over the place, some even stopped above Xin Zhan's body.

Xin Chen put away the hair on Xin Zhan's forehead, letting the completely unshining spark mark be infested by one of his butterflies.

"I don't know if this is really gonna save you. But if you're still here, try it. I'll help you get back. The war is not over ..."

Xin Chen's voice trembled. "You're not afraid that I'll slip later? Surely you will run after me hahahah."

Again and again the laughter that he let out was painful. It felt like a knife entered his body and sliced it from within.

Xin Chen unleashed his spirit power in an unfathomable amount. Then right where they are, a black tree grows, even the leaves that grow on the trunk are also dark black. Xin Chen used his spirit power, forming a tree containing spirit power.

Then within the tree flowed the pure power of the Fire of Immortality that Xin Zhan had previously been able to exchange into his power energy.

Xin Chen increased the amount of pure energy in the flames, not letting them go out. The butterflies were flying more and more with the flames shining brighter in the spirit shield. The gigantic spirit tree had touched the end of the spirit shield and its own size even defeated the height of a border tower.

The goal was only heard by the sound of flapping wings around it. It's so quiet and quiet. There were no other sounds around him, although Xin Chen was very hopeful that he could hear back Xin Zhan's breathing.

The one state in which the power of the Xin Fai Fire Flower came out was when his body was in a dying and barely lifeless situation. Whether it was true for Xin Zhan's current state, Xin Chen stared expectantly at Xin Zhan. If those sparks responded to the immense power he had provided in this spirit shield, then the chances that the events that Xin Fai had experienced would happen to Xin Zhan were increasing.

What Xin Chen was doing was just hoping while continuing to bring out the strength he had. As much as that, until the dim light of the butterfly of his creation made around the once very bright began to dim.

Xin Chen still held high hopes every second, although sometimes in one of those seconds he felt his hopes were so pseudo. A sparkle of fire lit up in Xin Chen's palm which was still tightly grasping her brother's right hand. The body had frozen, unresponsive to the surrounding forces.

Xin Chen's eyes blurred, starting to lose hope that had been trying to strengthen her. Thousands of times he rejected the fact that his brother was dead. Then her tears came back. Xin Zhan's body was currently starting to show signs of hardening. Like a body left behind by the soul. Forcing him to accept destiny.

"Wakeup, Brother. Just a second, okay?"

There was no response Xin Chen kept talking like her brother was listening to her. "You know I'm making trouble again in the front alley. The salesman was angry hahaha, so if they come and tell you to scold me, you'll just ignore it, okay?"

In such moments suddenly Xin Chen yearned for their childhood. When Xin Zhan pretended to scold her in front of everyone until she said it so painfully. Xin Chen knew he was wrong, it was just that he was the type of human who liked destruction. Making others upset was his only entertainment in the White Mist Valley. A place where he is organized and feels free.

Now that nature has disappeared. The freedom he had always dreamed of had already been obtained.

Xin Chen spoke repeatedly. Talk about all the things that make her heart better. Half an hour passed and he was at the bottom of despair. There was no reaction.

Come to think of it, when Xin Zhan was brought in a place like this he was not in a dying situation. His life expectancy may be below 0.001 percent. His body is cold. And his soul was destroyed by the Blood Rain dimension belonging to the deadly Demon Sword.

What did he expect for those thirty minutes?

"Sir ..."

Pretty long pause. This time Xin Chen held both of her brother's hands.

"If I have to lose you, then I will try my best to let you go. You should have rested in peace. So many heavy things stacked on your shoulders. For the last time, I reached out to you. Greet, huh? If you feel able to finish everything that happened in this place ...."

Xin Chen stopped, looking down unable to resist the emotions that started to make him crumble again.

"If you don't rest. I'll tell mom a lot of happy things so she doesn't feel sad for you. Just chill. I'll take you home. Memory loss or not. Let me finish your unfinished work and enjoy your time to rest."

"Good sleep." That one word, the one that Ren Yuan always said before the two of them slept. Xin Chen forced his strength out. This time it was three times as big as the spirit shield it made began to widen taking up almost half of the Valley of the Gods. The black tree of his creation grew and grew bigger, soaring high that it pierced through the spirit shield.

The tree grew increasingly unnatural until the end touched the clouds in the sky. The roar of the wind was blowing increasingly fiercely flying thousands of bhibgga butterflies forming a dazzling vortex of bright blue.

The fire of Eternity radiates to every part of the tree, the foliage blazing blue. Until the creation of a tree that has a combination of two great powers. It did not last long, until the end of the tree began to affect the power of the lightning on it. The storm is raging. The flow of power increased drastically.

Xin Chen was so focused on the power it was flowing through that he did not notice anything happening in front of him at all.

A weak light emanated from Xin Zhan's forehead, so weak that even ordinary eyes would not notice that the mark was eliciting a small reaction.

Xin Chen started to feel pain from expending too much strength. He had to stop immediately before the spirit power in his hand went back uncontrollably and his previous mistake was repeated. As his body went numb and the War God Spirit saved him.

He began to suppress the spirit power. Feeling that the problem is coming soon due to negative forces that are starting to grow. Xin Chen's mind could be instantly damaged created by the hundreds of thousands of spirit souls that were now within his control. At the same time.

"Allah ... Sleep tight, Brother Zhan."

Xin Chen dismissed the spirit power. Making the giant spirit tree he had created begin to disappear from its tip that touched the clouds.

But something very big happened. A red flame light shot out from his forehead, enlarging to resemble a monster hand that was now clutching a giant tree. Xin Chen was stunned, not expecting that the form of the hand could even rival the size of his own spirit tree. The Fire Immortal power of the tree began to suck into Xin Zhan's body.

While Xin Chen's spirit power returned to his own body because the spirits he controlled began to show impropriety. Everything goes so fast. The light-colored hand like fire was moving fast. Form small branches like rope and target thousands of butterflies flying.

Less than five minutes. All of those things happened with Xin Chen who could only be glued to the spot. I don't know what the Fire Flower is. And why did he feel as if these sparks had the awareness to take away all the power that was around him.

In a situation that surprised Xin Chen was made to panic when their opponents who had been silent without attacking started to make movements.

Xin Chen couldn't move much because he was holding Xin Zhan. Spirit power cannot be released for a while. Meanwhile, he could only survive by using a lightning shield.

What happened confused him. Even that hand of fire was now fighting back when Xin Zhan's body was in a threat. At a glance, it was so fast that Xin Chen could not clearly see a human form with a large robe that resembled light came out and immediately flew towards Xin Fai.

And that one strike made Xin Fai bounced very far. Getting a serious wound that could make him lose strength for a few seconds.

The Fire Flower on Xin Zhan's forehead began to dim, the fire hand shrank and finally extinguished with the blowing wind. There was no more flame that shone brightly like before. The fire power of Eternity Xin Chen had unleashed vanished unceasingly. The threat from Xin Fai could be momentarily ignored by Xin Chen while waiting for signs Xin Zhan would wake up.

But something seems to be going wrong. Invisible Xin Zhan breathing. Xin Chen started to think whether the power he was expending was lacking? But even an ordinary tree can bring his father to life when he is dying.

Or, just that the power of the fire of immortality was not a power that the Fire Flower could absorb?

Yet Xin Chen saw for himself how his pure strength managed to change Xin Zhan. Can't be wrong.

Another conjecture, perhaps this change in pure power was so complex. The probability of failure can be up to 80 percent or more. And during the absorption earlier, the Fire Flower failed to do so.

Xin Chen wondered in his heart, if this really failed why would the Fire Flowers be able to suck out all those blue flames? Even without leaving a single butterfly flying.

Fifty seconds without anything happening. Xin Chen felt like his hope had been tossed up high, defeating the giant spirit tree earlier then suddenly something hit him and made those hopes fall down.

Xin Chen involuntarily touched the sparks on his brother's forehead. It still felt warm there, in contrast to Xin Zhan's other body that had been cold. Then the flame on Xin Zhan's forehead lit up again, absorbing the blue power from Xin Chen's index finger that was right above the mark.

Xin Zhan coughed.

Xin Chen was made dumbstruck half to death, like he had just seen a corpse awaken from a grave. He stared fixedly at Xin Zhan - with a glare.

"You ... Alive?"

"h-ha ..." Sounding his breath in excruciating pain, Xin Zhan spat out blood from his mouth.

Xin Chen could only deduce that indeed the fire power of his immortality was indeed difficult to absorb by the Fire Flower. The healing in Xin Zhan's body did not go well. The puncture scar on Xin Zhan's chest was not closed at all, but at least the young man was still able to breathe.

Xin Chen involuntarily smiled. Luckily, she was not crying when she woke up.

"Damn, you made me almost dance."

"You mean?" Xin Zhan replied with great difficulty, collecting pieces of memories, recalling what happened before.

"You almost died. I'm ready to laugh at your body. Unfortunately you woke up, hahaha."

This time Xin Chen could laugh out loud. He laughed even louder than usual. Then Xin Zhan frowned, never seeing his sister that happy. Rather than calling him happy, perhaps Xin Chen looked more relieved like he had just chased the life-depriving angel and escaped from it.