Eternal Swordmaster
Chapter 400 - 394 The Path of the Strongest 9

Chapter 400: Chapter 394 The Path of the Strongest 9

Without glancing at anyone else, the man in armor put away his things and shot up into the sky, heading toward a distant location.

A streak of red light carved across the sky and quickly disappeared from everyone’s sight, leaving the people of Cold Dew Palace looking at each other in dismay. Clearly, the strongest enemy had been killed, which was the best opportunity for them.

The man in white quickly returned to the battlefield to counterattack.

A major battle reversed quickly amidst unexpected developments.

Leaving the canyon, Lin Xin quickly ascended, his eyes tightly shut, ignoring any other distractions, he directly followed the directions of the secret technique in his mind toward that location.

"The closest one still has two Demon Talisman Seeds, I should visit it once."

Though there were only two, every little bit counts. As long as he fought quickly and traveled at the highest speed, he could accumulate a significant amount of attributes in a short time.

As for whether the people he killed were innocent or not, in this dark and oppressive world of cultivators, which high-ranking cultivator was truly innocent? He might as well increase his Demonic Qi by killing them outright.

Flying at high speed through the clouds, a sword hummed in the distance. Two streams of yellow light flew toward him at a much slower pace, appearing as two large folding fans magic artifacts, with a man and a woman sitting on them, seemingly cultivators on a journey.

The other party seemed to see Lin Xin flying toward them and both showed a wary expression.

Shooting past the two, Lin Xin’s secret technique quickly revealed that they did not possess Demon Talisman Seeds. Since they didn’t, he wasn’t going to waste his time.

"This brother..." The male cultivator behind him seemed to want to speak, but his voice was quickly left behind. Lin Xin flew away at high speed, leaving only a faint trace of light behind him.

"Such a strong aura!" the woman next to him muttered softly.

"Must be a senior expert..." the man nodded.

As Lin Xin flew at high speed, he held a dark gold Demon Talisman Seed in his hand, a flame burst directly in his palm, that was an ordinary flame driven by the Mundane Fire Formation. With his current physical constitution, not to mention this ordinary flame, even a stronger special flame wouldn’t pose any problem.

To save time, he simply began to absorb the Demon Talisman Seed while speeding along his way.

The dark gold Demon Talisman Seed slowly melted, transforming into strands of dark red mist, unaffected by the fierce winds, and quickly disappeared into his nostrils.

In the attributes panel, the free attributes quickly rose, quickly increasing from one point to twenty-one points, then he added all directly to his damage output.

In just an instant, Lin Xin’s form paused, and then he sped up again, increasing his speed from his already maximum flight, showing signs of breaking the sound barrier.

The air around him at this moment felt like mud, no longer easily broken through like before, but more like heavy hindrances, making it extremely difficult to accelerate any further.

The twenty-one points of attributes, all added to his damage output, which originally was one hundred forty-five points, and now with twenty-one more points, it directly became one hundred sixty-six points.

"With my body’s capacity allowing it, I will first maximize my damage output, then with the fastest and most powerful efficiency, I’ll gather attributes, before balancing them out!" Lin Xin thought to himself.

Below, he could vaguely see the land rapidly retreating, and a vast black ocean appeared ahead.

The black water surged violently, and above the boundless sea surface, a series of black inverted triangular islands chained down floated in the air.

In the air, faint whimpering sounds could be heard.

"This place..." Lin Xin stopped, hovering mid-air to overlook the sea below, feeling somewhat uneasy.

"It seems like a place of death, even my physique feels uncomfortable, so ordinary people definitely wouldn’t have any chance of survival."

He looked at the land beside the ocean shore, where he could vaguely see a person sitting crossed-legged, eyes closed, practicing a cultivation technique.

And the Demon Talisman Seed that the secret technique sensed was on this person.

Suppressing his Demonic Qi, he headed straight for that person.

The person sitting cross-legged suddenly opened his eyes, looking up from below with a gaze somewhat ice-cold and ruthless.

Lin Xin closed the distance in a few breaths, slowly descending before him.

"Demon Talisman Seed, hand it over, or die!"

He spoke bluntly without any preamble.

This person, wrapped in a Taoist Robe, seemed a bit confused by Lin Xin’s words, only his eyes turning colder.

Bang!

The individual suddenly kicked at Lin Xin.

His right leg swept across, showing a faint trace of gold still in mid-air, with the tip of his shoes directly ejecting a half-length of sharp golden blade.

"Courting death!"

Lin Xin stretched out his hand and suddenly grabbed toward the other person.

The two were not at the same level in terms of speed; while his leg was still in mid-swing, Lin Xin’s right hand had already grabbed the other’s neck.

Crack!

Bones shattered, his Spiritual Light Body Protection had no effect at all, and not even the process of breaking them could be seen clearly.

Lin Xin casually scavenged the items from his body, and soon found a storage ring and two Demon Talisman Seeds in the person’s clothes.

"Young Master!"

A powerful aura seemed to rapidly approach from a distance.

Lin Xin ignored it, directly dropped the corpse, shot into the sky, and in a blink, he left the coast behind him.

Continuing toward the depths of the Black Sea, he looked up at one of the inverted triangular chained islands above him. These islands, wrapped with dark chains, looked bleak and eerie, devoid of any signs of life, and looked completely lifeless.

"If I weren’t in such a hurry to search for the Demon Talisman Seed, I might have gone up to see what strange and peculiar things were there, alas...."

Without any hesitation, he rapidly swept past the side of the island, flying toward the distance.

After flying over the Black Sea for three days, he would briefly rest whenever he felt a bit tired, recovering before continuing on his journey.

The Secret Technique could only sense the presence of Demon Talisman Seeds within a nearby range, and once Lin Xin could no longer sense them through the technique, he would directly fly to the nearest largest and most concentrated Sect city according to the map. Then, he would quickly find more Demon Talisman Seeds.

Traveling at high speed, robbing everyone he saw, those quick to react and amiable would be given the Demon Talisman Seeds and left unharmed. Those slow to react or with bad attitudes would be crushed to death by a backhand squeeze.

Gradually, news of a formidable man in red armor, scouring for Demon Talisman Seeds, slowly spread among the powers of the Central Prefecture.

Unknowingly, more than half a month had passed.

In his frenzied plundering, Lin Xin had found more than sixty Free Attributes.

All of them had been added to his power of destruction.

At this point, his destructive power had already soared to 230 points, breaking through 200.

Yet, he faintly felt that adding even more might lead to extreme imbalance in his body, thereby affecting his physical condition.

But the speed and strength he had tried so far still couldn’t ensure a breakthrough in Yuan Jing’s strong blockade.

points, nearly a hundred points more than his original attributes, was an extremely terrifying number. As time passed, Lin Xin clearly felt as though a fire was burning inside him, gradually scorching his internal organs.

It was the attributes crazily enhancing his strength and speed.

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A month later.

In the central part of the Central Prefecture, Han Yun Palace, a branch of the Immortal Demon Alliance.

The vast white Han Yun Palace served as the temporary residence for the Netherworld Sect Master during his cultivation visits.

It was famous throughout the surrounding thousands of miles.

Netherworld Sect Master, Lord Huang Quan, was one of the three strongest True Monarchs in the Immortal Demon Alliance.

Naturally, Han Yun Palace held an exceptional status in the several dozen cities around it.

The entire city was built around Han Yun Palace, with elite Martial Cultivators from the Netherworld sect guarding the palace. The security was extremely tight.

A young man in white floated in mid-air above the center of Han Yun Palace, with a third eye on his forehead and white hair flowing around him like snakes, giving off a strangely mesmerizing yet demonic aura despite being a man.

"Among the deities of Central Prefecture, if we want to gain something this time, I’m afraid we can only look to Brother Yuanqing,"

Coming up beside him, several beautiful young men and women hovered, looking at the young man with three eyes, their expressions subtly flattering and affectionate.

"The world’s defenders were swept away by the supreme overlord Huang Yuerong; now is the perfect time for us, the rising generation, to emerge," said the three-eyed young man indifferently. "As Princes, how can we be outdone by the newly appointed Crown Prince of the Yuan Dou Demon Sect?"

Indeed, after the dissemination of the changes to the classics, Lin Xin had become widely known, secretly becoming a point of comparison for other younger generations.

The other young men and women all nodded; they were prestigious, the true descendants of Lord Huang Quan of Netherworld Island, carrying the bloodline of True Monarchs. Lin Xin, who had merely passed the test with inferior aptitude and became the so-called Crown Prince, could not compare with them, the favored offspring of heaven.

"Right now, Lin Xin is probably being chased by that group of forces everywhere; to be an ostentatious Third Crown Prince and yet rather than using his own power, he chooses to hide and confront Yuan Jing alone—utterly foolish,"

said a young woman disdainfully.

"Brother Yuanqing, if you encounter him, why not cleanse our ranks yourself? Having such a Crown Prince as an equal to us in our Immortal Demon Alliance is simply a disgrace to the Sect,"

Huang Yuanqing nodded gently.

As direct descendants of a True Monarch, they were different from other cultivators.

Born with Foundation Establishment Cultivation, their next target was advancing to the Golden Core stage—their most significant barrier would be entering the Yuan Jing stage and then determining the next True Monarch successor among them.

That was the path laid out for their future and a tradition upheld by all major forces.

Of course, some Sects had True Monarch level elders hidden away, who had survived undefeated for thousands of years, producing generation after generation of top-level experts.

After all, a True Monarch was absolutely a top-level expert throughout Central Prefecture, with the exception of the top five of the Heavenly List. These five had transcended the typical realm of True Monarchs, reaching the level of Yin Ji True Monarchs, existing in a league of their own.

"With the Divine Palace of Sand Time sealing many Yuan Jings, now is our time to achieve greatness. Haven’t we suppressed our cultivation all these years just for now?"

Huang Yuanqing whispered.

He was not as young as he appeared, actually being over a hundred years old.

And having suppressed his cultivation for so many years without breaking through to the Yuan Jing was to find a favorable moment to perfect all his Fourth Grade skills, laying a solid foundation for ascending to True Monarchy later on.

"Tian Yun Dao’s Lin Shan, the person from Red Spine Sect, as well as Ximen Jiande... Last time, big brother lost to them if this time we can seize the first place in the Show Spirit List..."

a Prince said resolutely.

But before he could finish, he was abruptly interrupted.

Huang Yuanqing’s expression turned cold.

"The Show Spirit List and such is utterly meaningless. We, the chosen ones of heaven, will all be eligible for the Heavenly List in the future—that is our destiny. Lin Shan... if I encounter that vile woman again, I’ll tear her apart alive!"

A pale yellow sinister aura emitted from his body, spreading in all directions, seemingly an unconscious discharge.

The surrounding Princes and Imperial Princesses rapidly retreated, their expressions drastically changing as they hurriedly dispersed.

Clearly, none of them wanted any contact with that yellow mist.