kingnovel Chapter 847 - 847
Chapter 847 - 847
In a formless, intangible space, darkness enveloped everything in all directions.Within this void, time and space held no meaning. No physical forms existed here—only the clear consciousness of one's own presence remained.
"Fool! How could a mere soul of just over a decade possibly devour me!"
Suddenly, an intruder breached this space.
It was the Primordial.
At this moment, she was utterly triumphant. If she still had a body, she would have placed her hands on her hips and laughed heartily.
Gazing into the depths of this space, a flicker of greed flashed in her eyes.
"If I devour his soul instead, I can resurrect using this body. Not only that, but I will also gain this vessel's incredibly powerful strength. I will become even stronger than I was in ancient times!"
Driven by such thoughts, the Primordial grew increasingly excited and ventured deeper into the void.
Before long, she found another soul.
Like the master of this space, it lay quietly coiled at the center.
Without a second thought, the Primordial charged straight at it!
She intended to devour this soul, seize control of his body, and resurrect herself!
"Duang!"
However, when she collided with it, the other soul remained as immovable as a boulder.
Instead, her own soul rippled violently, thrown back by the impact.
"How is this possible?"
The Primordial was shocked, her soul trembling as if struck by an immense force.
Her soul had existed for thousands of years. Though she had spent most of that time dormant, she was, after all, an artificially created "cursed soul" crafted by the Heavenly Department. Her soul's strength far surpassed that of ordinary vampires!
Though she could not compare to a True Ancestor, the impact of her soul was definitely not something a mere teenager could withstand!
In a clash of souls, even with the advantage of home ground, the outcome ultimately depended on the strength of the soul!
"This brat... his body is already so powerful. Could it be that even his soul is indestructible?!"
The Primordial cursed inwardly.
Refusing to believe it, she launched two more assaults, but the other soul remained as steadfast as a rock.
She began to hesitate. Judging by the situation, even if she attacked ten or twenty more times, the result would not change. This brat's soul was so strong that she could not even shake it!
Her hope of seizing his body was nothing but an empty dream. There was no way she could devour him.
In that case, it would be better to lie low for now.
Grudgingly, the Primordial began to scheme. Sooner or later, this brat would suffer severe damage to his soul. Before that day came, she would bide her time. When the opportunity arose, she would finish him off in one go and seize the chance to return to the world!
But suddenly—
"Swish!"
Despite being a formless soul space, a blade of light abruptly flashed through the void.
"Guh—!"
The Primordial's soul shuddered violently, its presence diminishing by more than a fraction.
"What?!"
An incredulous emotion surged within her.
"If you had hidden yourself the moment you entered my body, I would have had no way to deal with you."
A mocking ripple emanated from the opposing soul.
"But you had to make a grand entrance and attack me, as if you were afraid I wouldn't notice you. How utterly foolish!"
The blade of light scattered from the soul, cleanly slicing the Primordial's soul in half!
"Impossible!"
The Primordial frantically repaired her soul, screaming in terror and disbelief.
"What is this attack of yours? Why would sword light appear in the realm of souls?"
The Primordial was utterly terrified.
The realm of souls should be nothing but a contest of pure strength, shouldn't it?
In spiritual confrontations, there should be no room for cheating—strength is strength, weakness is weakness, with no flashy tricks!
Yet he suddenly unleashed sword light with his soul?
It was as if, in an era where everyone fought with their fists like apes, someone suddenly pulled out refined steel and slaughtered all their enemies like cutting through melons and vegetables—completely cheating!
"Someone as brainless as you wouldn't understand even if I explained, so I won't bother!"
Eiji ignored the Primordial's fear, slashing again and again with his soul.
This was a lie.
To be honest, even he didn't understand why he could wield a sword with his soul. Could it be that his "Everything Is My Sword" had evolved to this extent?
His original intention, like the Primordial's, was to decide the outcome through pure soul strength. He was confident his soul strength was more than sufficient.
After all, the strength of the soul depends on the firmness of one's will, and in terms of willpower, Eiji believed he wouldn't lose!
But who would have thought he could cheat even in a soul space battle?
Then there was nothing more to say.
I'll crush you!
"Perish!"
Sword after sword struck the Primordial's soul without the slightest resistance.
Her soul visibly trembled violently, being worn away bit by bit, until less than a tenth of it remained.
It was an overwhelming advantage!
"Damn it, damn it, damn it! Don't get cocky! I will never die! I am immortal! Just you wait, just you waaaaait—!"
Amidst her piercing shrieks, the Primordial's soul completely disintegrated.
Under Eiji's final strike, her soul was utterly erased without a trace.
...
Sengoku Island.
Amid the wreckage of the old southeastern district, seawater continuously flooded the fractured artificial island. It wouldn't be long before the entire island was swallowed by the sea.
On a floating piece of land, Eiji stood motionless, head bowed.
A steel barrier surrounded the area, preventing anyone from approaching.
Nina stood beside the barrier, her face etched with utmost vigilance, guarding Eiji with unwavering focus.
"Nagisa!"
Kojou Akatsuki rushed over, anxiously scooping up the fallen Nagisa Akatsuki into his arms.
Her hair had regained its jet-black luster, and the Primordial's arrogance was gone from her face. The heart that had been pierced earlier had somehow healed completely.
Though her breathing was faint, she appeared perfectly healthy—even more so than usual.
"Y-Your sister is fine now, no need to worry...!"
Aglarela stammered after scrutinizing Nagisa for a while.
"Really?"
Kojou looked over, overjoyed.
"T-This... probably!"
Startled by his intense demeanor, Aglarela lost confidence and stumbled over her words.
"Thank goodness!"
Kojou immediately relaxed.
When Aglarela said "probably," it meant there was at least a ninety percent certainty. She lacked self-confidence and never dared to state anything definitively.
He had seen it clearly earlier—the armored figure bared its fangs and devoured the Primordial.
So that meant the soul of the Fourth True Ancestor within Nagisa had completely vanished. There were no longer any foreign entities within her—not only would her body gradually recover, but even her innate shrine maiden talents would slowly return.
She was no longer in any danger of losing her life!
The sole reason Kojou Akatsuki had gotten involved in this entire series of incidents was to save Nagisa. Now that his goal had been achieved, he felt completely at ease.
However, it seemed things were not yet over.
Kojou Akatsuki hesitated for a moment, then looked toward the armored figure with an expression of disbelief.
The armored man was bowing his head, making it impossible to see his face.