Chapter 392: The Time He Waited, The Time He Walked (5)
[Hehehehaha! Are you that accursed Jiangshi created by the demons of the Great Yin Grotto? You seem inherently evil! I, the venerable one, shall strike you down and make you the protagonist of the fifth sword strike!] (ED: A jiāngshī, also known as a Chinese hopping vampire, is a type of reanimated corpse in Chinese legends and folklore. It is typically depicted as a stiff corpse dressed in official garments from the Qing dynasty, and it moves around by hopping with its arms outstretched)
He slashed.
[Amitabha Sword. New life is invariably forged by the swords of those in love. That has been the rule ever since the fourth sword strike embroidered this world. You are a product of demonic arts that disrupt the harmony of this world! I shall slash you down with my sword and put you at ease.]
He slashed.
[ The Divine Sword Emperor who rules over the greatest Sword Continent has sent me! Silently lower your head, you vile Jiangshi king!]
He slashed.
There was much to be slashed. Merely walking and breathing resulted in mountains of corpses cut down by him. It seemed as if everything that existed in this world did so just to be slashed by him.
It shouldn't be so.
[O Primordial Sword!]
It couldn't be so.
[Once again, the Primordial Sword has saved us!]