Eternal Swordmaster
Chapter 473 - 467: Dark Sun 2

Chapter 473: Chapter 467: Dark Sun 2

Especially Dugu Lin, who had just been drinking merrily with Lin Xin a few days ago, found himself in dire straits as the Nine Void Yin Yang Sword Array was inexplicably broken, and Yuan Jing, who was originally an ally, suddenly became an enemy. He had thought that the Sword Sect was doomed this time, yet it turned out that these Yuan Jing’s targets were not the pine forest, but Lin Xin himself?!

"Red Flower Old Demon, I bet you didn’t see this coming. His Majesty sent me from Central Prefecture to chase you down here, solely to retrieve what rightfully belongs to my Red Spine Sect!"

At this point, the man in green from the Golden Jade Sect stepped forward, suddenly producing a small red flag in his hand.

"So it is the Vice Banner Master of the Red Flag himself. We, the cultivators from the southern prefecture, are willing to assist the Red Flag in capturing this evil demon," another person—Plum Blossom Celestial Maiden—said earnestly.

"Red Flower Old Demon has slaughtered countless innocents, plunging the people of Central Prefecture into misery. Today is the perfect opportunity to get rid of him."

These words, spoken with righteous indignation, moved all who heard them.

However, those who knew the inside story scoffed inwardly.

If it weren’t for the secret treasure and the Sky-Piercing Pine Patterned Sword, it would have been surprising if even one-third of these Yuan Jing showed up.

"You... you’re not Lin Xin!?" The Flower God’s expression became grave. He seemed to have discerned something from the conversation among the crowd. Even though he was usually indifferent, the sudden turn of events had him anxious, as the situation seemed to be heading in a direction completely beyond his understanding.

These Yuan Jing had joined forces, and all of them were after this Lin Xin, who was merely at the Foundation Establishment Cultivation level?

No! It couldn’t be Lin Xin. Even if Nan Shunqing were resurrected, he couldn’t have achieved such a terrifying progress.

"Not me?" Lin Xin smiled, spreading his arms as if he had no defenses at all.

"Aside from me, who else dares to claim this name...!"

He took a slow step forward.

Boom!!

In an instant, the ground beneath him shook violently, with countless stone fragments blasting apart; the entire Taoist Palace began to sway dramatically.

Boom!

The ground cracked open, the banquet was shattered and hurled about, the walls exploded, and everything close to him was blown apart by the overwhelming force of pure power.

With a light leap.

The formation at his feet did not hinder his vault into the air at all.

The raw, wild power and speed were fully displayed in this moment, leaving no one among the present Yuan Jing able to react.

It was a speed faster than lightning.

In the blink of an eye.

Midair, Lin Xin bent at the waist, turned around, and drew his sword.

A fine hissing sound.

A horrifying sword scar hundreds of meters long suddenly shot forth, flying toward Shang Yang and the others.

Everything that the sword mark touched was cleaved in two; the upper half of the Taoist Palace crumbled in an instant, completely divided.

The surrounding space twisted and burst, and the spatial formation designed here shattered instantaneously, with the compressed space expanding violently.

The entire peak of Tai Kun Mountain expanded outward with a huge transparent sphere.

Boom!!!

In the explosion, countless dark red flames, mixed with Demonic Qi, surged out swiftly, quickly covering most of the upper half of Tai Kun Mountain and forming a gigantic dark red sphere.

"Primitive Demonic Realm!"

Lin Xin stood with his arms open, holding a dark red, almost black sword blade in each hand.

Endless streams of dark red flames erupted from beneath his feet, madly spreading in all directions from him as the center.

In the blink of an eye, the Taoist Palace was completely engulfed.

In the half-destroyed great hall of the palace, countless demon-like Demonic Qi crawled around, and clusters of dark red flames floated and danced about.

From time to time, columns of fire would suddenly shoot up from the ground, claiming unsuspecting victims. Numerous guests there to pay their respects were killed or wounded.

"The Primitive Demonic Realm of the Yuan Dou Demon Sect?"

The Yuan Jing appeared one after another amid the blasts, unharmed by the sword mark.

The Vice Banner Master of the Red Spine Sect, the green-clad man from the Golden Jade Sect holding the red flag, gave it a gentle wave.

He looked solemnly at the others and said in a deep voice.

"Be careful, everyone. This demon’s realm is not strong, but his physical body is extremely resilient. We must not engage him at close range to avoid injury."

"Understood."

Daoist Master Dongxie steadied a white oval Yuan Jing Protective Barrier with a flick of his horsetail whisk.

Shang Yang and two others, surrounded by swirling mist, casually repelled the Primitive Demonic Realm.

"It’s only the first layer of the Primitive Demonic Realm, and it’s not a threat. Fellow Daoists, I wonder if anyone is willing to take action and capture this villain."

No sooner had Shang Yang uttered these words than the others fell silent.

The Red Flower Old Demon’s battle record in Central Prefecture was notoriously fierce; he had killed several Yuan Jing, none of them ordinary, one even a high-level practitioner in the Solidification Realm.

None of those present dared to guarantee that by engaging Lin Xin, they wouldn’t end up in a mutual destruction.

For a moment, everyone was at a standoff.

"What’s the matter? Haven’t you discussed the result yet?"

Lin Xin, holding his Dual Swords, suspended in midair with dark red flames slowly coiling around him like a giant serpent.

The entire interior of the sphere was bathed in dark red. His Primitive Demonic Realm was composed of blood and fire, with no other elements but death and destruction.

"Although the Primitive Demonic Realms of the Yuan Dou Demonic Technique vary, they do have one thing in common."

Lin Xin was in no rush, just casually speaking.

"That is, they are all supported by the vast and limitless Star Force, enabling the summoning of genuine Demonic Flames for protection. So, if you are thinking of biding your time, you are terribly mistaken."

With a gesture of his hand, a thunderous noise erupted.

Columns of dark red flames surged beneath the feet of the Yuan Jing, attempting to envelop and destroy them but were suppressed by their individual Yuan Jing powers.

"Child’s play," the green-clad Vice Banner Master said coldly. He was about to say more.

Ahhh!!

Suddenly, he heard screams from somewhere.

The figure of Lin Xin they had been looking at faded rapidly and reappeared elsewhere inside the Taoist Palace.

Everyone looked over, only to see Lin Xin standing quietly behind the Hua Family’s Floral Deity Xi, holding in his hand one of her severed arms. The bloody limb was grasped in Lin Xin’s hand, yet he merely smiled at the Floral Deity Xi as if nothing out of the ordinary had happened.

The latter was fixed in place by the Yuan Jing Domain, completely unable to move. Her body swelled with terrifying spiritual energy, yet she could never break free from the suppressive rules of the Yuan Jing Soul Domain.

After all, she wasn’t Lin Xin and didn’t possess a strong enough physical body to resist.

The Yuan Jing Soul Domain had nearly sovereign control over all the spiritual energy rules within the domain.

For the Floral Deity Xi, who relied on spiritual energy for combat, without it, she was no more threatening than a tiger without its claws and teeth.

Not worth fearing in the slightest.

"If you have the guts, just kill me!" The Floral Deity Xi’s face was covered in sweat, having completely lost the composed air of a senior Hua Family ancestor in cool white, replaced instead by the twisted face of a Dao Seeking cultivator in agony.

"You’re not really any different from the many Dao-seeking cultivators I’ve killed before," Lin Xin said indifferently, looking at the Floral Deity Xi with a hint of disappointment.

"Kill me, and someday... Ah!" The Floral Deity Xi’s other arm was broken off, brutally torn by Lin Xin.

"He’s truly a demon!"

The Vice Banner Master in green robes could no longer hold back, despite the fact that his own Red Spine Sect was considered a monstrous evil path in the eyes of the world.

He threw his red banner forward.

"Nature and earth align, Merciful Clouds Imperial Canopy! Go!"

He pointed at Lin Xin.

Instantly, the red banner unfurled with a whoosh, turning into a great expanse of red light that flew toward Lin Xin, covering the sky and earth.

Everything that the red light passed, anything it touched shattered, and anything it brushed broke, as if it was an extremely sharp and powerful blade.

All the rocks, wine tables, and some people who had not managed to escape and were frozen in place by the Yuan Jing turned into countless neatly cubic fragments in an instant.

There was no blood, no liquid at all—every object had been cut into fist-sized cubes.

The red light moved with incredible speed. No sooner had the Vice Banner Master finished speaking than it reached Lin Xin.

Hiss!

There was no resistance.

The red light effortlessly sliced through Lin Xin, severing him directly at the neck.

The assembly of Yuan Jing was not expecting it to be so easy to achieve their goal, and for a moment, they were at a loss for a response.

Lin Xin’s head rolled off his neck with a smile as it fell.

"What a powerful treasure!"

His face bore a slight smile as his beheaded head and body burst into countless red threads.

"What?!"

The Yuan Jing were all stunned.

"He died so easily?" Daoist Master Dong Xie said in surprise.

The old man beside the Shang Yang Patriarch, however, had a somber expression as he closely examined the red threads that Lin Xin had dispersed into.

"No, this is just a clone!"

He suddenly shouted.

"A diversion!" The Shang Yang Patriarch also realized the problem at once.

Just when everyone was hesitating, a loud boom erupted from behind the Tai Kun Mountain.

Another surge of Lin Xin’s presence swept forth.

"Behind us!"

"Let’s go!"

All the Yuan Jing were both shocked and furious—they had all been duped.

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Behind the mountain, in the Yin Ruins Cave.

A circle of people in black robes formed a formation, holding golden talisman paper in their hands. The talisman paper slowly burned, shrouding the surroundings in a golden mist.

In the center of the cave, around the Sun Spring Pool.

The leader of the black-robed figures hovered three white lotuses above his head, with five streams of colored Qi slowly circling around him.

Red, azure, yellow, white, and black—the five Qi streams corresponded to the five organs: heart, liver, spleen, lungs, and kidneys.

When Three Flowers Gathering at the Top and Five Qi Towards the Origin combine, that is the moment when the Yuan Embryo comes into being.

The person in the black robe stood in the golden Sun Spring, letting the Pure Yang Spring Water continuously seep into his body.

In his abdomen, a golden baby was sitting cross-legged.

The skin on the abdomen seemed to become translucent, making the actions of the golden baby inside clear to the onlookers.

Hiss, hiss, hiss...

Successive sounds of escape skills being used echoed.

The Shang Yang Patriarch and the mysterious old man appeared in one corner of the cave with solemn expressions.

Daoist Master Dong Xie appeared in another corner, with spiritual light flickering in his hand.

The Vice Banner Master of the Red Banner Sect wore a stern look, holding the red banner and intently staring at the black-robed figure.

The Plum Blossom Celestial Maiden and Lu Sanxi from the Void Sword Cave stood together, their expressions serious as they surveyed their surroundings.

Many Yuan Jing entered the cave, and the black-robed guards around them were not even slightly disturbed, they simply threw down their golden talismans and retreated far away.

Soon, only the leader of the black-robed figures was left, surrounded by everyone.

"It’s a pity."

The leader of the black robes gently pulled down his hood, revealing a face familiar to the onlookers.

It was none other than Lin Xin, who had just been beheaded!

"You arrived just a step too late," he said with a smile.

Two soul pearls, the size of fists, floated and orbited around him, one inscribed with the character for "evil" and the other with "righteous."