Eternal Swordmaster
Chapter 457 - 451: Easy Win 2

Chapter 457: Chapter 451: Easy Win 2

Ferocious insects charged at the God of Joy, their sharp mouthparts and blade-like limbs mostly carrying poison and creating a massive swooshing sound as they broke through the air.

The God of Joy spread his arms wide, and instantly, a large number of white human masks flew out from underneath his gown, temporarily blocking the bugs within a certain range around him, while he himself swiftly leaped toward the distance.

What he feared was not these bugs, but the person behind the bugs.

"Stay with me!!" Suddenly, from afar, a huge white serpent viciously exhaled a breath toward him.

Compared to the other bugs, this breath was white, with a hint of faint blue.

Everything in its path was covered in frost. It was more threatening than the rest; usually, he could simply ignore such an attack, since his protective Soul Domain could automatically isolate an attack of this power.

But at this moment, after having suffered severe injuries, his protective Soul Domain had just been torn dozens of times and was already fragile and ineffective. So he could only defend.

The God of Joy dispersed the human masks and reached out his hand toward the breath. In an instant, the white breath shattered like glass, scattering away with a clatter.

The giant white serpent’s wings on its back vibrated rapidly, with a slender white-gold Longsword floating in front of it. The blade was slowly rotating, emitting a dazzling white light.

Boom!!

The muddy monster beneath the God of Joy exploded, and from the gore emerged a giant Golden Armor beetle.

The beetle looked up at him, a red Longsword circulating around it, also emitting a piercing red light.

From a third direction, a monstrous, ghastly vine over ten meters tall rapidly rose from the ground, its huge solitary eye staring directly at him.

At the tip of the vine’s eye, numerous tendrils and branches were entwined around a golden blade, rising into the air in echo with the other two blades, likewise emitting a piercing golden light.

"Human Race! It’s indeed you!" The God of Joy, his path blocked, could clearly feel the strong threat coming from the direction of the three swords.

All three directions blocked and twisted most of the space around him. The space was illuminated by the glinting light, leaving no gap. Even the swarm of insects was isolated outside.

He looked directly at the last direction, the only space without any signs.

Encircle three to ambush one — this strategy was also commonly used by him when hunting enemies. But he had never imagined it would now be employed against himself.

In the direction of the last clear patch of the white sky.

Soon, a shadowy figure with dark gray and black complexion emerged.

This man had blood-red hair that reached his waist, draped over his shoulders, and eyes that were narrow and sharp like blades. His skin was frighteningly white, as if devoid of any blood, and it was Lin Xin who had been hiding and waiting for the opportunity.

What the God of Joy noticed, however, was that Lin Xin was also holding a silver Longsword, which was covered with dense runic Formation Patterns. Numerous Formation Talismans trembled and crawled like little silver bugs, looking incredibly eerie.

"Red Flower, Shadow Net, Peace Subduing, Desire Dissolving," Lin Xin changed his Sword technique as he gestured with his hand, his expression suddenly intense.

"Sword Array, activate!!"

Hum!!!

Red, white, gold, and silver lights surged into the sky, forming four thick streams of light, whirl around the God of Joy with a thunderous rotation.

Centered around the God of Joy, many transparent strings like a spider web materialized in mid-air, all connected from the four blades to him.

With a crisp clinking sound, all the strings turned into substantial transparent chains, binding the God of Joy tightly.

Whoosh!

Countless Black Fire blazed along the chains at once, heading straight for the God of Joy.

These eerie flames certainly didn’t seem like ordinary fire; whereas normal fire produced mere specks of light when it burned and rose.

But the black sparks produced by these flames were, in fact, peculiar symbols.

Seeing the mass of flames attacking him along the chains, the God of Joy felt his skin crawl with goosebumps, clearly sensing the strong threat these flames posed to him.

With a swish, his arms vibrated rapidly, sending out over a hundred palms, each leaving a blue mark in the air around him.

Soon the marks joined together, condensing into a giant blue human mask.

The Black Fire collided with the chain and struck the mask, but were blocked from entering, burning outside the mask without being able to penetrate.

Lin Xin’s expression remained unchanged as he switched his Sword technique in his hand.

"Change Array!"

Shhhhshhhhshhhh!!!

In an instant, the four Longswords shot into the sky, merging into the Black Fire as four streaks of colored light.

In an instant, the Black Fire changed color.

All the flames on the chains expanded to twice their size while a ring of red light lit up around them.

In the sky, the rain became heavier, and from the fire’s halo, vague chants of prayers resonated. Mysterious and eerie.

All the flames quickly gathered together, forming a massive heart several tens of meters high in a blink of an eye.

Thump.

The black heart throbbed once.

The God of Joy suddenly felt a pang in his chest.

Even behind the blue mask, he was still affected by an invisible, strange attack.

Thump!

Another heavy heartbeat.

The God of Joy glowed with blue light all over his body, the Soul Domain around him flowing like water with numerous blue liquids, in which countless small human face masks could be seen swimming and crowding.

But as the heartbeat sounded, his entire body shook violently, and the originally flowing blue liquid became sluggish, as if it was shaken by the sound.

As the heart kept beating, it pressed towards the God of Joy.

Lin Xin’s hand once again manifested a red longsword, its aura much stronger than the previous four blades.

"Red Flower Sword Path, Moon Silkworm!" he roared, slashing towards the Joyful God with his sword.

Suddenly, countless red silkworm threads shot from the sword blade, enveloping a vast area of space around them like a covering blanket.

"Light of the Flower."

Pressed down by a gigantic heart, the Joyful God was unable to straighten up, but feeling the lethal threat, he quickly reached out with his right arm and fiercely grabbed at Lin Xin.

As he grasped with his palm, the blue mask on his face suddenly opened its mouth and spat out a cloud of blue mist.

The blue mist transformed into a blue flower several meters in diameter, spinning as it shot towards Lin Xin.

Lin Xin, however, paid no heed, the corner of his mouth twisted fiercely as he applied more strength to the Silkworm Moon White Sword, concentrating all his power onto the numerous silken threads.

The overwhelming silken threads furiously shot towards the Joyful God.

Shrr shrr shrr shrr!

Threads of red silk, like spikes, penetrated the blue mask.

At the same time, Lin Xin was hit hard in the chest by the blue flower.

Both men were ruthless characters who didn’t hold back and focused all their energy on their attacking techniques.

But in just an instant, a thunderous explosion sounded.

The mask shattered. Lin Xin’s chest was pierced by a huge explosion of blue light. Both the Joyful God and he were sent flying.

Black flames seized the opportunity and rushed towards the Joyful God, but were blown away by the explosion’s blue light.

"Cough cough..." Lin Xin spat out a mouthful of blood as runes lit up behind him. The large hole in his chest was visibly healing at a rapid pace.

He smirked oddly, showing no sign of stopping, as his figure, ghost-like and wrapped in swarms of insects, charged towards the Joyful God who was still tumbling through the air not far away.

The gigantic heart also made a thumping sound, and as its beats spread, the Joyful God showed a pained expression again.

"Fine, fine, fine!... I will repay this debt another day!! Human race cultivator, just you wait!!"

The Joyful God clearly felt that his heart core’s energy couldn’t keep up and was severely disrupted by the beating of that gigantic heart.

Just now, he had been ready to kill his opponent, but the outcome was not as he expected.

His condition was currently too dire, having spent a great deal of energy earlier enslaving the Ha Tribe and suffering severe injuries and foreign energy left by the enslaved Ha Tribe.

"I must go back..." he thought helplessly. He had come out to seize the Evil God’s divine weapon, but he hadn’t expected to end up in this state.

Not only had the powerful members of his tribe he brought died, but he himself had also been reduced to a gravely wounded fugitive.

After dropping a harsh line, he turned around and radiated blue light, suddenly accelerating. He shot off in the direction he had been thrown.

Lin Xin’s figure appeared not far behind him, in hot pursuit.

The gigantic heart split into four blades, tumbling around behind him like four living creatures. In addition, swarms of insects followed closely behind, buzzing loudly as they chased after the Joyful God.

"Desire Dissolving," Lin Xin extended his hand, and a golden longsword flew out, slowly landing in his palm.

As the sword turned, countless golden runic formation patterns flowed over the blade.

Lin Xin extended an index finger and gently touched the blade.

As if igniting a bonfire, the entire sword suddenly burst into a faint golden flame and flew out of Lin Xin’s hand, chasing after the Joyful God ahead at lightning speed.

Shii!

The Desire Dissolving Sword caught up to the Joyful God in a flash, striking down on the protective soul domain behind him.

The soul domain, flowing like blue liquid, vibrated violently and was about to rebound. Just then, the golden Desire Dissolving Sword exploded suddenly.

Booom!!!

A massive hundred-meter-long terrifying golden cross exploded in the sky, turning everything around it colorless, completely dying the surroundings in a thorough pale gold.

The golden cross lasted for several breaths before slowly fading away.

The Joyful God was sent plummeting down like a rocket by the massive explosion, crashing to the ground with a sound drowned out by the explosion of the golden cross.

He rolled fiercely along the ground, shattering everything he collided with, carving out a terrifying mark over a thousand meters long, creating an unusually straight, lengthy trench.

Bang!

He finally crashed into a small mound, coming to a complete stop.

Spurt.

The Joyful God spewed blood viciously, his body limp and unable to move.

Lin Xin slowly descended in front of him, feet suspended in the air, stirring up concentric circles of air currents.

"Despicable...!!" The Joyful God glared at Lin Xin’s face, which, having no head, expressed all his emotions through the halo that replaced his brain.

At this time, the halo of blue light had turned completely dark red.

"Despicable?"

Lin Xin chuckled.

"This is tactics, and strategy."

Circling around the Joyful God, he floated slowly.

"Processes and methods are merely ways to achieve an end result; in the end, it’s simply a matter of victor and vanquished."