Invincibility Begins with a Super Fairy Manny

Chapter 1942: Chapter 1938: Strong Against the Strong, Weak Against the Weak

With a sharp word, Xue An stomped down with his foot, causing the entire second floor to shake. Immediately, a dazzling Sword Intent appeared before him.

Xue An casually waved, and the Sword Intent flew backward. Wherever it passed, all the tentacle vines turned into a mist of blood, then blew a big hole in the wall.

The Triangular Head yelped in pain but still roared ferociously, "It’s useless, give up this pointless struggle!"

Indeed.

In just an instant, the blasted hole began to crazily heal.

This abnormal regeneration ability was enough to drive one to despair.

However, Xue An just smiled coldly, then lowered his gaze, saying indifferently, "Don’t you want to avenge your parents? Now the opportunity has come!"

These words passed through the nearly healed hole and directly reached the ears of the boy.

Along with it, a radiant sword gleam also arrived.

The boy trembled all over, then slowly opened his eyes.

At this moment, the hall on the first floor had already turned into a sea of blood, with countless severed limbs scattered on the ground, the bloody stench so thick it made one nearly gag.

Doubt appeared in the boy’s eyes, but at this moment, the sword gleam swirling around him suddenly stopped before him, and then Xue An’s voice came from it.

"Pick up this sword and go upstairs to avenge your parents!"

The boy’s expression turned serious, and then he reached out his hand, slowly grasping the sword gleam.

Crack!

As soon as he touched it, the sword gleam instantly transformed into the shape of a long sword.

Then the boy staggered across the blood-soaked ground, heading toward the second floor.

Meanwhile.

On the second floor, the battle was raging fiercely.

Tentacles mixed with highly poisonous blood mist launched attacks from all directions at Xue An.

But before they could get close, they were cut down by sword gleams.

However, the regeneration speed of these tentacles was incredibly fast, so that they often regrew the second after being cut down, persistently launching attacks again.

Xue An’s face turned somewhat pale, and the speed of the sword gleams began to show slight sluggishness.

Seeing this, the Triangular Head couldn’t help but laugh triumphantly, "No wonder I always felt something was off with you; turns out you’ve been hiding internal injuries all along! Hahaha, let’s see how long you can hold out now, knowing that my tentacles are endless! Even if it exhausts me, I can still wear you out to death!"

At the end, the Triangular Head’s laughter grew increasingly arrogant.

Xue An’s face remained expressionless, he merely looked at the Triangular Head coldly, as though waiting for something.

Just at this moment, the boy, holding the sword gleam, had already reached the second floor.

Unlike what Xue An saw, appearing before him was a dilapidated corridor, with a large mass of sticky, filthy flesh in the middle of it.

This mass of flesh occupied almost half of the corridor and wriggled slowly like a slug.

The air was filled with a particularly nauseating, foul odor, making the boy’s face look very uncomfortable.

Yet even so, the boy gripped the sword gleam in his hands tightly, and then gathered his courage to move forward.

To him, though the mass of flesh in front was terrifying, it was insignificant compared to revenge.

In fact, from the moment he stepped onto the second floor, the boy had already put life and death aside.

The ground was slippery and sticky, making the boy’s steps somewhat unsteady, but surprisingly, nothing happened, and he safely reached the front of the mass of flesh.

The fetid odor was even more overwhelming, the boy held his breath, raised the sword gleam in his hand, and slashed down fiercely.

Splut!

Just like a hot knife cutting through butter, the sword gleam effortlessly sliced off a large chunk of flesh.

The foul blood splattered everywhere, making him almost retch from the stench.

And the mass of flesh trembled violently, but aside from that, it offered no retaliation at all.

Seeing this, the boy raised his sword again and slashed down hard.

Meanwhile.

Inside the fleshy mass, the previously arrogant Triangular Head, believing that Xue An was doomed, suddenly let out a painful howl.

"What’s happening? How can anyone harm my main body?"

The Triangular Head roared angrily.

Xue An laughed instead, his smile full of mockery, then said calmly, "I told you, everyone has their flaws, and you’re no exception. I’ve always been pondering what your flaw is, and just now, I finally figured it out!"

"You’re indeed strong, but your strength is relative, meaning the stronger the opponent, the more formidable you become. But if the opponent is just an ordinary mortal, your power isn’t any better than that of a slug, am I right?"

Xue An’s words caused the Triangular Head’s face to change wildly, meanwhile the boy outside continued his unyielding sword barrage.

This caused his body to rapidly shrink, and at last, a look of fear appeared in his eyes.

"You bastard... how dare you let a lowly mortal harm the noble me, I will kill you!"

The Triangular Head, consumed by fury, launched an all-out attack on Xue An.

Yet Xue An merely chuckled coldly, "A lowly mortal? Heh, do you even know who it is currently slicing you down? His parents died under your chip, and now the cycle of karma, you too will die by the very malevolence you have created, and you’re still talking nobility to me here?"

The Triangular Head, with his mind clouded by rage, naturally paid no heed to Xue An’s words.

He was solely intent on devouring Xue An.

As only in doing so, could he have a sliver of survival.

Because just as Xue An said, his talent was such that he grew stronger against stronger opponents but became weaker against weaker ones.

This meant that when he faced the strong, his strength was exceptionally terrifying, even more so than the Nine-Headed Serpent, which could negate a second strike, for in a certain sense, at this time, he was immortal.

But if he encountered a mortal, he would be utterly doomed, like now, as he couldn’t even muster any counterattacks under the onslaught of the boy.

Logically, such a situation would never occur, because the Triangular Head had self-awareness, and so he would never present himself in plain sight to ordinary people; hence, he operated from the shadows, using chips to control others.

This should have been foolproof.

But who would have thought that today he would run into Xue An, and coincidentally, Xue An also brought with him an ordinary boy burning with a thirst for revenge, though having no Cultivation Level whatsoever.

Under this confluence of factors, he was instantly plunged into the shadow of death.

Seeing himself about to perish at the hands of a mortal, the Triangular Head almost went mad.

As a creature that had survived for countless years and put in so much effort to reach this place, he refused to resign to such a failure, for he roared with the intent to completely devour Xue An.