The Witch Bone

He wanted to remove that arrogant smirk off that woman's face. And the only way to do that was to defeat this clone in the fastest way possible so that he could get out of this red space inside the Holy Tree.

Without his spiritual powers, he felt lacking but for some unknown reason, he was full of confidence that even shock himself.

He dashed towards the clone and slashed at it with the single-edged ivory sword. The clone blocked the attack single-handedly without breaking a sweat like it was anticipating the move beforehand.

He continued to slash at it while it deflected his attack nonchalantly. But then it started to frown as it felt that Bai Hua's attack was becoming fiercer and fiercer and it had to exert itself. The initial lazy movements of the clone now became more focused on Bai Hua's attack increased in momentum and strength.

Bai Hua was also amazed at his steady increase in strength, he was aware that the current him was a well-versed fighter but this increase in power was quite beyond his calculation.

"Hmmm. This weird sword seems to be aiding me. It certainly was not there among the weapons the shaman showed earlier and I certainly did not bring it with me," he thought to himself.

Then a sudden thought hit him, "Wait! Where did my anklet go? This sword looks like it is made from the same material like those bones on my anklet."

After arriving in this world he shouldn't be shocked to find a shape-shifting accessory as a weapon. But he was greatly shocked! He possessed a weapon that can transform!

Seeing the distraction of Bai Hua the clone decided to wound him as his strength was increasing at an alarming rate and went for his knee. It wanted to keep Bai Hua at a disadvantage.

But shocking the clone and Bai Hua himself, the sword deflected its sudden attack as if Bai Hua was anticipating the attack. The clone did not realize that it was the sword and not Bai Hua who had saved his knee. It thought that Bai Hua had pretended to be distracted to trick it to make a hasty decision.

It scowled at him for having deceived it with such a simple trick and became to fight more seriously. It had lost the nonchalance and lazy demeanor from before completely. Now it held a killing aura all over its body like it wanted to hack its face for pulling that trick.

Bai Hua, on the other hand, was amazed. He was brimming with happiness for getting a sword that could even help him when he was distracted. He was totally in love with this sword. And seeing the seriousness of the clone he became happier. He had finally caught its attention and it did not disregard him like before.

Feeling that Bai Hua was smiling, it irked the clone more than before and finally began its assault instead of deflecting Bai Hua's attack like before.

Cheng Yan in the body of Bai Hua finally understood what it meant to become one with the sword. He felt the consciousness of the sword and anticipated all the moves of the opponent. The angles and strength invested in each strike. The instant moment when he had to deflect those assaults without effort. He felt everything.

He finally understood the thrill of fighting. He finally felt that he was alive. That he could be more than what he was in his previous life.

He had become so focused on the fight that he totally forgot that he looked like an idiot in a loincloth with a ponytail who was assaulting a woman that looked like a fairy.