Can't Kill

Clang! The demonic sword and the longsword clashed again, the sound making the domain tremble slightly.

Soren had just resurrected, and his aura was at its peak. His silver sword energy was even more piercing than before. Instantly activating his Mind's Eye state, his figure turned into a stream of light as his longsword thrust straight for Ye Chuan's heart, every move lethal!

He obviously intended to catch Ye Chuan off guard and use the Spatial Slash again to finish off his opponent.

Ye Chuan was well prepared. He precisely parried the tip of the blade with his demonic sword, shifting his footwork slightly to pull away from Soren.

Seeing the space around Soren begin to slightly distort again, clearly charging up for another Spatial Slash, Ye Chuan's mouth curled into a cold sneer, Again? It won't be that easy this time.

Knowing that the opponent's Spatial Slash could instantly kill him, Ye Chuan wouldn't be stupid enough to give him another chance.

Before his voice even faded, Ye Chuan suddenly raised his left hand. An eerie grayish-black light flashed in his palm, and a twisted wave of energy instantly swept towards Soren—

Cognitive Corruption!

Countless chaotic fragments of consciousness and twisted rule patterns intertwined like a lingering disease, rushing straight into Soren's mind and body, about to envelop him in the blink of an eye.

Soren's eyes were cold, and the silver sword energy around him surged:

I have the protection of the Goddess of Order. I am immune to any crowd control and negative status effects!

He firmly believed in his Goddess's protection. In countless past battles, whether it was charm, stun, or poison, nothing could take effect on him. This was one of the sources of his confidence.

But in the next second, Soren's movements suddenly froze. A trace of confusion and pain flashed through his silver eyes, and the hand holding the longsword began to tremble uncontrollably.

An indescribable sense of chaos flooded his mind. His hearing, vision, and sense of touch were all completely distorted—

Countless noisy whispers echoed in his ears, the scene before his eyes began to overlap and spin, the sword energy within his body became as chaotic as a runaway wild horse, and bursts of piercing pain came from his meridians.

What was even more terrifying was that dozens of negative effects instantly stacked upon him—paralysis, poison, sleep, exhaustion, sluggishness, weakness, soul burning, magic seal... Every single one was frantically weakening his combat power.

This... how is this possible?

Soren whispered involuntarily, his face full of disbelief. He could clearly feel that the Goddess of Order's protection was still in effect, yet it was being forcibly suppressed by this bizarre power. Those negative effects were like roots planted deep within his source of rules, completely impossible to dispel.

Ye Chuan slowly approached, dragging his demonic sword,

It seems that my rules are above yours.

Cognitive Corruption was never a conventional control skill; it directly twisted the target's cognition and their own rules. Even with the protection of the Goddess of Order, it couldn't withstand the crushing weight of superior rules.

As expected, my sister's skills are the most useful.

Taking advantage of Soren being entangled in negative effects and moving sluggishly, Ye Chuan's figure flashed, instantly teleporting behind Soren. Raising the demonic sword high, dark purple soul power poured into the blade, and with a momentum that could tear the soul apart, he viciously slashed down!

Pfft— The sword light flashed, and Soren's body was directly cleaved in two. Blood spurted out, his soul origin was heavily damaged, and his body slowly fell to the ground as his aura instantly dissipated.

So weak. Ye Chuan sheathed his sword and clapped his hands,

I just happen to be short of a powerful Chaos Avatar, so I'll take you in. You'll be my subordinate from now on.

Saying that, he raised his hand to gather the power of Chaos, preparing to assimilate Soren's remnant soul and body into an avatar.

But in the next second, another anomaly occurred.

Beside Soren's fallen body, an orange-gold flame ignited once again. A bud-like energy construct slowly emerged and bloomed, and the familiar silver sword energy condensed once more—

Soren's figure actually stood up again, completely unscathed. Although his aura was slightly diminished, it was still piercingly cold.

Holy shit? Ye Chuan was stunned on the spot,

Just how many layers of resurrection armor can you stack?

He had originally thought Soren only had one chance at resurrection, never expecting him to be able to resurrect continuously.

Soren stood in place, his silver eyes full of bewilderment and complexity.

He looked down at his intact hands, and feeling the negative effects dissipating from his body, a stormy sea surged in his heart—

He had never experienced death, nor had he ever known that his protection could allow him to resurrect multiple times.

Seeing this, Ye Chuan lost his patience. He raised his hand again to activate Cognitive Corruption, and the grayish-black energy wave enveloped Soren once more.

This time, even though Soren was prepared, he was still instantly suppressed. Dozens of negative effects stacked up again, his body went stiff, and his combat power plummeted.

Ye Chuan showed no mercy. He teleported forward and slashed continuously with the demonic sword. Soren's body was chopped to pieces again, and his aura dissipated.

However, the orange-gold flame ignited again, the flower bud bloomed, and Soren resurrected for the third time.

Is there no end to this? Ye Chuan was dumbfounded, his hand holding the demonic sword even feeling a bit numb,

Are you eating resurrections for breakfast?

Refusing to believe it, he struck again. Cognitive Corruption, followed by demonic sword slashes, the whole process flowed like water, and Soren was killed once more.

Flame, flower bud, resurrection.

After repeating this several times, Ye Chuan's speed in killing Soren got faster and faster. Yet, Soren could resurrect from the orange-gold flame every single time. Even though his aura grew weaker each time, he never truly perished.

Ye Chuan stopped his movements and took a breath. Looking at the once-again resurrected Soren, whose eyes had already gone numb, he finally realized: So this isn't a resurrection armor, but infinite revive coins, huh?

Soren remained silent.

It was very awkward now. Ye Chuan couldn't kill Soren, and Soren had no chance of killing Ye Chuan either.

As expected, the world is never short of children of destiny. This ability of yours is quite perverted. As Ye Chuan spoke, he took out a bottle of immortal brew from the Tianxuan Continent from his spatial backpack and tossed it directly to Soren—

Soren originally wanted to cleave it with his sword, but upon sensing no killing intent from the object, he subconsciously caught it with his hand.

What is this?

Wine.

... Soren twisted it open and sniffed it, finding a scent he had never smelled before. That peculiar wine aroma made Soren's eyes linger on the clear, glowing liquid.

Glug, glug, glug—

Phew.

Soren drank it straightforwardly. He wasn't afraid of Ye Chuan poisoning him because those negative effects from earlier were already powerful enough; there was absolutely no need for such underhanded tricks.

Finishing it in one breath, Soren slowly exhaled and stuffed the bottle into his pocket. Strange guy, actually giving me wine to drink.

You are the head of the Torres family. I didn't want to fight you to the death in the first place. Ye Chuan simply sat cross-legged on the floor, revealing a smile,

Come, sit down and let's chat.

Soren fell silent for a few seconds, then also sat down.

The two sat face to face, and Ye Chuan recounted his experiences during this period, from accepting Princess Irena's commission in Yisu Town to discovering the truth about the human-skin monsters in the royal capital.

Is your so-called maintaining of order meaning that it doesn't matter even if the entire kingdom turns into a monster nest? Ye Chuan asked.