Eternal Swordmaster
Chapter 514 - 508: Desolate Vault One

Chapter 514: Chapter 508: Desolate Vault One

Time slowly passed, and as the black mist gradually dispersed, the scene inside became clear to everyone.

Lin Xin was smashed halfway into the ground of the Bronze Hall, showing no intention of defending himself. At this moment, a trickle of blood was slowly flowing down his forehead, sliding down his face and dropping to the ground.

"I’m actually.... injured....?"

Lin Xin slowly reached out to touch the blood on his forehead. Although it was just a superficial wound, he still seemed somewhat in disbelief.

That his physical body could be injured in merely a trial and that the wound showed no sign of healing, his blood seemed to have lost its vitality, simply dripping to the ground.

"Interesting.... heh heh heh...."

Suddenly, he let out a series of odd, low chuckles. His black hair began to change color at a speed visible to the naked eye, turning into a dark red, the color of blood.

"Since you’ve injured me.... as a reward.... then...."

In Lin Xin’s hand, a blood-red blade appeared suddenly, with numerous runes lighting up along its edge.

"I’ll send you to your death!!!"

A flash of red light streaked out, slashing fiercely at the hair, exploding on impact and transforming into a ten-meter tall blood-colored Qilin.

Roar!!

Boom!!

The massive blood-colored flames exploded, enveloping the entire hair.

That wasn’t the end; Lin Xin’s blade in a split-second unleashed sixty-six strikes, the sixty-six Qilin forming a line, seemingly turning into a Qilin Fire Pillar that smashed fiercely onto the hair.

Boom boom boom boom!!!

Countless blood-colored flames exploded continuously, causing the entire Bronze Hall to shake violently.

The space cracked and healed, only to be blown open again. The hair was repeatedly blasted backwards, forced to retreat again and again.

It sounded increasingly sorrowful.

Clearly, the continuous bombardment was causing it great harm.

The entire hair was wrapped in blood-colored flames. Within the fiery glow, countless runes formed, eerily mysterious.

Lin Xin’s Qilin flames had reached a new qualitative stage, entering the Heavenly Fire Stage. Even True Monarch experts would not dare to underestimate its power.

Moreover, he had merged his own Primitive Demon Domain into it, transforming it into a technique, rather than the previous wasteful large-scale release.

With this integration, the power not only included the rule-based abilities, but its might had greatly increased; it was no longer just pure Heavenly Fire.

As the Qilin flames continued to burn and bombard, the hair finally began to show signs of not being able to withstand the attacks, with cracks starting to appear on the surface, and a black greasy substance flowing out. This was continuously scattered by the attacks, and more and more gaps and fractures appeared on its body, with black debris flying in all directions.

"Such power....?!!"

The bystanders watched from a distance, feeling the intense heat even within the hall. Despite the Protective Aura and the hall’s Formation, the searing heat was still unbearable.

The explosive might at that moment was staggering. For a while, it seemed as if the darkness of the entire hall was driven away by the firelight, leaving nothing but the reverberations of thunderous booms.

"Even the God of Strength is injured!?" Duan Chizi’s beautiful eyes widened, seemingly unable to maintain her cool demeanor, a bit in disbelief.

"Even Teacher couldn’t leave a scratch on it back then!"

The Second Manager and Nan Shunqing, among others, could clearly see the numerous cracks appearing on the surface of the hair.

"Truly... truly a Red Flower Yuan Mo, a top-tier powerhouse whose demonic name was known around the world more than a decade ago! To think that not even the God of Strength could do anything to the Crown Prince!" The Second Manager, deeply stirred, couldn’t help but exclaim in admiration.

"In terms of killing power and restraint, Junior Brother Red Flower’s swordsmanship has already surpassed Teacher’s..." Duan Chizi squinted, staring at the battle, and spoke gravely.

"This Heavenly Fire he summoned, I’ve never seen before; it must be a self-created Divine Skill. Truly a genius gifted by heaven. In just a few decades of cultivation, Junior Brother has achieved such feats...." This time with Junior Brother Lin Xin returning to the Sect, there’s bound to be a fierce battle of dragons and tigers.

She was inwardly moved.

Such power of the Heavenly Fire required an incredible amount of Star Force to be released instantaneously to reach this level.

One must know it wasn’t just about unleashing the Heavenly Fire, but also simultaneously deploying and merging the Primitive Demon Domain while releasing the flames.

The Primitive Demon Domain refined from the Seventh Layer Yuan Dou Demonic Technique, initially, only a handful of True Monarchs in the Sect could withstand it, not to mention with the added might of the Qilin’s Heavenly Fire.

"Your Highness, this trial... should be considered a success, right?" The Second Manager asked quietly from the side.

"We should ask the Deputy City Lord about that." Duan Chizi turned towards the somewhat dazed Deputy City Lord and his officers.

The officer was still staring blankly at the retreating, wailing God of Strength’s hair, not yet reacting to the situation and not hearing the conversation nearby.

After being patted by someone next to him, he quickly came to his senses, his face twitching a few times.

"Passed... passed... as long as you withstand the pressure of the God of Strength, it’s considered passing. Now... now not only has the Crown Prince withstood it, but also...."

He swallowed hard, the next words seemed difficult to utter, clearly shocked to the core.

"When Teacher took action, all it took was a single repelling of the God of Strength to pass, then he stopped and did not proceed further. Now..." Duan Chizi continued softly, shaking her head slightly.

On Lin Xin’s side, the God of Strength’s hair was almost unable to hold on, its body leaking black grease through the cracks, clearly unable to bear much more.

Bang!

With a loud crash, the hair finally collapsed heavily to the floor of the hall, silent, without the slightest movement, whether dead or alive unknown.

"Junior Brother, that’s enough!" Taking advantage of the lull, Duan Chizi hurriedly sent a message in, lest Lin Xin actually killed the God of Strength’s hair.

The sudden doubling of the God of Strength’s power couldn’t suppress Lin Xin, but instead, it was almost destroyed by him.

Everyone present witnessing the outcome had their own thoughts. Initially, everyone was somewhat indifferent to Lin Xin challenging the current Sect Master.

But seeing the scene before them, they all felt a stir in their hearts.

True Monarch Huang Yuan’s strength was indeed formidable, and he also possessed the Divine Beast bloodline and a great demon’s true form, but facing the terrifying might before them, the outcome of this battle...

No one could conclude.

Back then, True Monarch Huang Yuan had only used his normal state to withstand the pressure and then counterattacked with a strike, not even harming a hair on the divine warrior.

Now, although Lin Xin had managed to harm the divine warrior’s hair, it was unknown how much strength he had exerted.

"It is said the junior brother has not yet assimilated the blood of the Demon God.... If he were to go to the Demon God Pool after...." Duan Chizi suddenly remembered this point, and his heart skipped a beat.

If he already possessed such might now, then after assimilating with the Demon God Pool, reaching the perfect stage of the Seventh Layer, and when his whole body’s Body Cultivation advanced to another level, condensing the heart of Qi... I’m afraid the position of Sect Master this time might truly be in jeopardy.

Boom!

Lin Xin’s final strike harshly chopped down on the divine warrior’s hair, making the entire ground hum with vibration. Countless Formation runes in the Bronze Hall flickered with black light. Had it not been for the terrifying Formation inscribed for thousands of years that had already been layered to an incomparable degree, the outburst just now could have destroyed the entire Black Bronze Hall.

After all, at his level, destroying a mountain was but a moment’s effort, let alone a large hall of this size.

The divine warrior’s hair lay on the ground, emitting wisps of heat and the flames gradually died down, but it still appeared half-dead, with scattered black oil and debris all around.

Its entire body was chopped so full of holes and dents that it was too horrible to look at, not a single part intact.

Hearing Duan Chizi’s message, Lin Xin slowly sheathed his sword.

He walked over to the drop of his own blood, stretched out his hand, and in an instant, the drop of blood, like a small snake, flew up on its own, burrowing back into his forehead.

The wound then healed, and everything seemed as though he had never been injured.

"Is that enough?" Lin Xin looked towards the huge strand of hair that couldn’t get up from the ground.

If that were a person, then probably ninety percent of his flesh and blood would have been nearly scraped clean.

Despite the horrific extent of the injuries, that strand of hair was still not dead. It was still struggling, continually twisting.

"Such strong life force," Lin Xin couldn’t help but exclaim in admiration.

"But since it’s enough, let it be so."

He moved his neck, producing a crisp cracking sound, and turned to walk towards Duan Chizi and the others.

But just as he turned around, he saw a sudden concentration in the eyes of Duan Chizi and the others, as if they had seen something unbelievable.

"Supreme Force! Supreme, the highest, suppresses everything!!!"

An inexplicable roar echoed through the air as if chanting a hymn.

The divine warrior’s hair suddenly sprang up from the ground and harshly smashed towards Lin Xin from behind. Its tip stirred up countless ripples of force.

It had actually played possum before sneak attacking from behind!

Boom!!!

A flash of golden light appeared on Lin Xin’s arm. The sword turned and slashed back.

Like lightning in the darkness, a waterfall of blood-red Sword Light flashed. The Sword Light was over ten meters wide and tens of meters long, as clean and smooth as a mirrored surface, with patterns of Qilin and other auspicious beasts floating on it.

From afar, it looked like a piece of exquisite blood-red brocade or a long crimson-carved mirror.

In just an instant, the Sword Light, without any fanciness, fiercely bombarded the true body of the sneak-attacking divine warrior’s hair.

This time, without the slightest suspense, the entire hair was blown into countless pieces, bursting open, and a piercing scream echoed through the void.

Then, there was no more sound.

Thump! Bang bang!!

Pieces of the hair rained down around Lin Xin like raindrops, each as large as a bathtub, bouncing endlessly upon hitting the ground.

"This...!!??"

The Deputy City Lord was stunned.

Duan Chizi was also taken aback.

Nan Shunqing and the Second Supervisor completely failed to react.

The divine warrior’s hair was thoroughly destroyed!?

None of the people present had expected this to happen.

This was the succession trial that even the previous generations of Sect Masters had to undergo! And now it’s been completely slashed into numerous sections by the Third Crown Prince?

Wasn’t it said to be the undying divine force? What’s happening now??

Duan Chizi tried to maintain a calm façade, but his fists clenched and unclenched inside his sleeves, completely unsure of how to react.

Only when the rain of debris had completely stopped falling did he slowly come to his senses.

"Junior brother... it’s... it’s enough," he uttered, finding his voice a bit hoarse.

The destruction of the Sect Master’s trial left the question of how to arrange subsequent trials, which might have to wait until the selection of the next Sect Master, before it became a headache.

As for this trial, it has been so thoroughly passed...