Cultivation by Trial and Error Chapter 426 - 426 420 Undying

426: Chapter 420 Undying 426: Chapter 420 Undying The narrow gap that the blood-red gate had opened, though it only lasted a re mont before it closed, disappearing into the void,

but in that brief ti, the amount of dark energy that surged into the cave was at least in the tens of thousands.

After all, this dark energy was thin and wispy, its size only slightly thicker than a strand of hair.

Speaking of tens of thousands of strands of dark energy, if they could be clumped together, it was estimated that they wouldn’t even be as big as an adult’s fist.

Just a small part of the dark energy had rged into Murakami Taro’s body and had already drastically transford his appearance, making him look like a big black dog.

The remaining dark energy still surrounded Chen Hai, ready to find an opportunity to invade his body.

Under normal circumstances, with his abilities, he couldn’t deal with this dark energy, but since killing the resurrected Murakami Taro could consu so of this dark energy, it was already enough for Chen Hai.

His Fla Power condensed into a protective shield to block the dark energy from entering his body.

The Hongming Blade in his hands, as soon as he saw Murakami Taro resurrect, would imdiately emit a blade light, cutting through the air.

At first, each ti Murakami Taro resurrected, he was wildly arrogant, shouting incessantly.

After being slain more than ten tis, every ti he resurrected, he would open his eyes and imdiately start to run.

Unfortunately, the cave was only so big.

Even if he could run, where could he go?

Chen Hai, standing in place with the Hongming Blade in his hands, didn’t even need to move a step.

No matter to which corner of the cave Murakami Taro scurried, with one distant slash from him, the only outco waiting for Murakami Taro was to be cut into pieces.

Later on, after being slain nurous tis, Murakami Taro had completely withdrawn into himself.

Knowing that no matter how he dodged, he couldn’t avoid being slain by Chen Hai with a single slash, he simply stopped dodging and lay flat.

Every ti he was resurrected, he would lie on the ground unwilling to get up, even keeping his eyes closed, too lazy to open them.

Killing Murakami Taro like this brought no sense of achievent, but Chen Hai had no choice but to kill him.

The dark energy that surrounded him was still dense, numbering at least in the thousands.

In order to block the invasion of these dark energies, his Fla Power was constantly being consud.

If he couldn’t dispose of this dark energy quickly, once his mana was exhausted, the unlucky person would beco Chen Hai himself.

With the aid of the Hongming Blade, each ti he slew Murakami Taro, he would consu several strands of dark energy, at most around ten or eight, and at least four or five.

Compared to the total amount of surrounding dark energy, this might seem insignificant.

However, as long as with each death of Murakami Taro, so dark energy was consud, and continuously accumulated, it could eventually completely deplete all the dark energy.

Of course, for such a result to occur, it was prerequisite that Chen Hai’s mana could last until then.

Maintaining the intensity of his own fla protective shield, while blocking the dark energy invasion, every so often he would swing his blade a few more tis.

Like a dead dog, Murakami Taro lay on the ground, never to rise again.

This act of lying flat not only made Chen Hai feel monotonous and tedious but also helped him conserve quite a bit of mana.

One hour, two hours…

One day, two days…

Eventually, Chen Hai himself had lost all concept of ti.

Every ti he saw Murakami Taro resurrect, he would just chanically swing a few slashes.

In order to conserve his own mana as much as possible, with the constant reduction of the dark energy, the strength of the fla protective shield enveloping him was also decreasing.

Blocked by the Dragon-breaking Stone, the entire cave was dark and cut off from the outside world.

No food, no drink, no rest, and no sleep.

The only thing that made Chen Hai feel fortunate was that the air here was still quite fresh, just mixed with a faint sll of blood.

Although each breath brought thin wisps of cool air into his body, giving his exhausted body a slight replenishnt,

To sustain until now, he had almost reached the limit of what his body could endure.

“I’ve finally held on—just one last ti to slay Murakami Taro, and the remaining three or four strands of dark energy will absolutely be completely depleted!”

His spirits greatly lifted, Chen Hai made another slash.

When he saw the last few strands of dark energy surrounding his body enter Murakami Taro’s body, shattered into pieces, he finally let out a sigh of relief.

With the fla protective shield withdrawn, using the Hongming Blade to support himself on the ground, he knelt on one knee, panting heavily.

Perhaps because, this ti, after Murakami Taro died, the quantity of dark energy rging into his body was insufficient, the ti it took for him to resurrect was significantly delayed.

It took half an hour more before his body, sliced into several pieces, finally recovered completely.

Based on common sense, by this ti, Murakami Taro should have fully revived.

However, after being slain by Chen Hai hundreds, if not thousands of tis, he no longer harbored the arrogant belief that he was invincible and could destroy Blue Star with a single punch.

Lying flat as if a dead dog, his eyes remained shut as he lay on the ground.

“At last, this should finally be over!” Chen Hai, who had rested for over half an hour, had also sowhat caught his breath by now.

He struck again with the Hongming Blade, cutting Murakami Taro into several pieces.

After completing all this, Chen Hai sat cross-legged and began to regulate his breath to recover his mana.

Of course, to prevent any surprises, he always kept a trace of his spirit alert to his surroundings.

Without the threat of the dark aura and rely blocked by the Dragon-breaking Stone, being trapped here was not a big deal for him.

His Fla Power might not be able to lt the stone yet, but with the power of the Hongming Blade, breaking the Dragon-breaking Stone was only a matter of ti.

For Chen Hai, the top priority was to recuperate and restore his mana first.

As long as he could readjust his condition and return to his peak strength, he could then consider breaking the Dragon-breaking Stone and leaving this place without delay.

This ti, dealing with those peculiar dark auras had not hard his core, but it truly had exhausted him considerably.

His pure mana had been depleted by over ninety percent.

If there had been more of those peculiar dark auras erging from the blood-colored door, it’s possible that before resolving all the dark auras, Chen Hai himself might have run out of energy and failed to sustain himself.

The blood-colored door summoned by Yukizo Hayato at the cost of his own disintegration was indeed terrifying.

Regardless of whether that door led to the Takamagahara of legend in Japan,

Chen Hai dared not even contemplate the idea of breaking through that door and glimpsing what was inside.

After all, just dealing with the dark auras that ca through that door was already more than he could handle, unless he was tired of living and thought his life too long; otherwise, he wouldn’t dare ss with what was behind that door.

Sitting cross-legged, Chen Hai’s eyes on his nose and his nose on his heart, he sat like an old monk in ditation.

He didn’t know how much ti had passed when suddenly, he abruptly woke up and sprang from the ground.

“Holy mother, all the dark auras are gone, and this Murakami Taro guy, he actually revived?”

“After the dark auras invaded his body, his head transford into a dog’s head, drastically altering his appearance; besides that, could he really be undying?”

Looking at Murakami Taro, who was now just steps away, his eyes filled with murderous intent and his mouth, shaped like a dog’s, revealing chilling canine teeth, Chen Hai couldn’t hold back and started cursing.

Thankfully, he had remained vigilant, always keeping a trace of his spirit on guard.

Otherwise, with a slightly slower reaction, Murakami Taro might have already pounced on him, biting towards his throat.

“So you’ve discovered ?

Chen Hai, consider yourself lucky.”

“Co on, kill if you’re going to kill, stop the nonsense with !”

This damned creature was also quite direct.

Seeing that Chen Hai noticed his prepared sneak attack, he said nothing, shut his eyes, and imdiately lay down on the ground.

In truth, he had revived so ti ago.

However, because his revival spot was slightly further from Chen Hai, whom been continuously ditating and recovering his mana with closed eyes, he hadn’t noticed his revival.

Having lied on the ground for a long while, he didn’t realize that Chen Hai’s blade had not struck him down.

His heart filled with suspicion, he finally opened his eyes and saw Chen Hai sitting cross-legged, seemingly oblivious to his surroundings.

His heart leaped with joy, feeling his chance for revenge had finally co!

Unfortunately, just as he was about to succeed, Chen Hai suddenly woke up.

Despite feeling regretful facing this situation, Murakami Taro felt too lazy to resist.

After all, he was very clear that with his little strength, no matter how he resisted in front of Chen Hai, there was no use at all.

“I don’t believe you can revive again…” Grumbling, Chen Hai chose not to use the Hongming Blade, but instead used his Fla Power.

Murakami Taro, whose body had undergone mutations, seed to have strong resistance to flas.

It took him a good ten to twenty minutes to completely incinerate Murakami Taro’s body into ash.

And this was when Murakami Taro had resigned himself to his fate, not resisting at all.

Otherwise, with his defensive abilities, enduring the flas, he could have fought Chen Hai for a while.

This ti, Chen Hai did not continue to ditate and restore his mana; he was exceedingly cautious, constantly keeping his eyes on the area where Murakami Taro had turned to ash.

Although it had taken an incredibly long ti, Murakami Taro, having turned into ash, actually materialized from the void and revived once more.

“What sort of Great Demon power is this?

A person turned into ash can still be brought back to life?”

Faced with this situation, Chen Hai felt sowhat helpless in his complaints.

With his stubborn temperant aroused, he didn’t rush to escape; he wanted to see just where the limit of Murakami Taro’s revival truly was!