Eternal Swordmaster
Chapter 543 - 537 Reincarnation 2

Chapter 543: Chapter 537 Reincarnation 2

"Go!"

With a wave of his hand, Nan Shunqing enveloped the others in Demonic Qi, instantly lifting them away from the hall.

A moment later, the group’s silhouettes emerged atop a distant mountain.

Gazing from afar, they watched the massive Formation tremble and crack apart, a great fissure splitting it open from the center.

The rift, as if cleaved by a sword, spread from the gate and branched throughout the entire Formation, bisecting everything within.

Crack...

In an instant, the fissure burst open, spider-webbing into countless fine lines.

Then, it emitted a sound akin to shattering glass.

Boom!!!

Finally, the entire Formation shattered with a thunderous collapse.

The vast Formation Lin Xin had prepared for decades crumbled entirely after just one use.

"Teacher... take care..." Nan Shunqing’s eyes shimmered with concern as he looked toward the expansive Formation.

Atop another mountaintop, Yin Mantuo and Keke Sai, along with a host of subjugated Demon Race beings, gathered. All knelt devoutly toward the direction of the shattering Formation, save for Yin Mantuo.

"Great master, please never forget the loyal Keke Sai, and do not forget in the Underworld, you still have a multitude of the most devout followers," Keke Sai clamorously proclaimed, his voice like a chant.

Yin Mantuo, having transformed to human shape, gazed blankly at the exploding Formation.

She had now evolved to the Golden Core Dao Seeking level; from an initial little Flower Demon, it could almost be said that Lin Xin nurtured her step by step, inch by inch, to this level.

Seeing her master Lin Xin departing, her confusion and apprehension were no less than anyone else’s.

But she always had a cool disposition, and did not show her feelings outwardly.

"Master has arranged everything." At that moment, hearing Keke Sai’s loud and sorrowful cries, followed by a fervent group of Outer Regions Demon Race, she turned back but couldn’t help speaking out.

"The Mortal Realm and the Underworld aren’t too far apart; there will be a day of reunion. Master wants us to diligently cultivate and wait for his return. You can choose to join the Yuan Dou Demon Sect or head to the Outer Regions and, together with people like the Whale King, occupy strongholds."

Present here were all, except for the Whale King and the king of the Terror Clan, who had not managed to depart in time.

As for those two, Lin Xin had long arranged everything; if their Attributes were still amplified, they would continue to serve the Yuan Dou Demon Sect, but as Elders.

If the Attribute amplification ceased, then these subjugated Outer Region Demon Race would disperse and retreat to seclusion in the Outer Regions.

"Master is wise!! Keke Sai will never forget your great and radiant light. I will endure hardship in cultivation, waiting for the day you descend again, to accompany you at your side!!"

The Golden Armor Insect led the fervent cries.

He had secretly established the Holy Demonic Cult, preaching zealous doctrines with Lin Xin as the Supreme God. He completely depicted Lin Xin as a great and unique light that saved the Outer Regions’ Insect Race.

With the effects of the Attribute enhancement, he managed to bewitch a significant number of the Outer Regions’ Insect Race.

Among them, the Whale King, simple-minded and brawny, was somewhat beguiled by Keke Sai to join, serving as a protector Elder of the Holy Cult.

"Master is wise! We will never forget your great light. On the day you descend to the world again, we shall always accompany you at your side!!"

A throng of Outer Regions Insect Race, including the Insect Demon bee queen, knelt and shouted out in unison, their fervent voices as if previously rehearsed.

Yin Mantuo couldn’t help but cover her forehead, her face a picture of helplessness.

"Impossible to communicate..."

"Keke Sai..." she tried to call over the Golden Armor Insect to convey some instructions from Lin Xin.

"Ah!! Great master! Your radiance is so dazzling, your figure so majestic! Everything comes to life with you and moves with you..."

"I said, Keke Sai..."

"Ah!! Wise master! Your directives shall be the guidance for our lives! Your voice is more enlightening than that of the sages, awakening us from deafness!"

"Keke Sai...!" Yin Mantuo, feeling powerless, looked at the Golden Armor Insect leading the formidable Demon Race, continuously worshipping as her voice was cut off for the third time.

"Ah!!! Powerful master!! Your strength makes the world tremble! Your hands encompass the world with utmost compassionate hearts, saving countless lives and leading them to conversion..."

Yin Mantuo’s lips twitched faintly as she finally decided to communicate with the group of zealous followers after they calmed down.

The weakest among this group were of the Golden Core Realm, and some were even stronger, from the Solidification level of the Demon Race’s great demons.

But now, they were all following Keke Sai, merely a Golden Core, loudly praising and glorifying their master’s virtue.

If she angered them now, without her master to protect her, she would not be a match for these beings.

After one final glance at the still-erupting Formation, Yin Mantuo sighed deeply.

The vast Ancient Formation they had prepared for decades collapsed in an instant, creating shockwaves beyond even what a True Monarch could reach.

The sky had turned to ashen white.

The earth, as if facing apocalypse, cracked open, forming numerous abyss-like fissures.

The air was filled with drifting Demonic Qi and Spiritual Light, some of which even condensed into liquid with its own sentience, creating human faces that twisted and danced in mid-air.

Terrifying energy ripples destroyed everything within the range of the Formation.

No living creature could survive within it.

Looking around, Yin Mantuo saw that all the visible regions were enveloped in the explosion of the Formation, revealing scenes of apocalyptic devastation.

Only the small area where they stood remained untouched, like the calm eye of a tornado, the stone pillars were unaffected by the blast.

Accompanied by the zealous praises of Keke Sai and the Demon Race, Yin Mantuo’s mind began to drift back in time to an indeterminate past.

The next meeting with her master might take countless years...

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Consciousness gradually returned to clarity.

Lin Xin slowly opened his eyes, taking in the surroundings where he found himself.

He stood utterly alone in the midst of an ancient, vast white hall.

The hall was immense, even much larger than the largest palace complex he had ever seen.

All around was a white fog so thick that one couldn’t see the walls of the palace at all. Only nearby could he make out two stone pillars rising immeasurably tall, engraved with countless twisted, indistinct patterns, standing silently.

Lin Xin had never seen such thick stone pillars before.

He walked over slowly, and just standing next to a pillar, he felt like a tiny ant at the foot of an elephant. It took dozens of breaths to walk around one pillar.

"Could this be the place of reincarnation?" he frowned, reaching out to touch the gray-white massive pillar.

To the touch it was cold, and although the patterns appeared clear, they remained perpetually unrecognizable.

It was a very peculiar sensation.

He could clearly see the details of the patterns, yet they seemed blurred, and he couldn’t discern what was depicted.

It was like trying to recall a dream just upon waking, somehow unable to summon any details to mind.

"Is anyone there?"

He called out.

His voice echoed in the hall, gradually fading off into the distance.

No one answered.

Lin Xin pondered for a moment, sensing the Demonic Qi in his body, finding it all intact.

"I used the Formation to temporarily disintegrate myself, utilizing the principle of the shadow butterfly to divide my spirit and soul into thousands of regular pieces.

It seems I must have successfully deceived reincarnation and entered this place."

He had once found a shadow butterfly in a relic.

The butterfly was strange; its body was comprised of fragmented shadows scattered across various locations, which experts of the primordial ancient times then discovered and collected one by one, finally painstakingly assembling them into the complete form of a butterfly.

And that was how Lin Xin and others came to discover it.

It was through the peculiar form of that shadow butterfly that Lin Xin ventured to divide himself into thousands of pieces, and after repeated trials of reassembling, he finally mastered this terrifying ability, akin to a monstrosity.

This was why, with a body tempered to over six thousand, wielding the Undying Sacred Body, he dared to do such a thing.

If it were another person, another Extreme State Cultivator, to cut themselves into thousands of pieces in one go, they would undoubtedly be dead beyond dead.

"Is anyone there?"

He called out again.

The sound repeated, echoing over and over, spreading further and further, all the way to the deepest parts of the white fog.

Leaving the stone pillar behind, Lin Xin was barely able to discern the forward direction of the hall from the patterns on the ground.

Then he started walking towards it at an unhurried pace.

This place was extremely mysterious; the air contained none of the spatial rules typical of the Underworld, rendering his Protective Demonic Light inoperative.

His entire being, except for the Body of a Demon God formed by the Ninth Layer and the Desolate Vault Holy Body, was suppressed—other aspects like the Soul Domain were unable to fully unfold.

"It must be due to different rules," Lin Xin understood, confirming that he truly arrived in another spatial world.

He moved forward along the vast, boundless hall, continually walking. Under the support of his Demonic Qi cultivation, there wasn’t the slightest problem.

Yet as time passed, he estimated that he had inadvertently spent days on end.

Pillar after increasingly larger pillar swiftly passed by his sides.

From the initial hundred meters in diameter to the sheer size where just passing by a pillar’s side required half an hour.

Lin Xin stopped calculating how thick the pillars were and instead gradually sped up.

With his Desolate Vault Holy Body and the strength of the Yuan Dou Demonic Technique’s Ninth Layer, he was almost no different from the Ancient Demonic Gods.

After attempting to slowly move forward for several days without encountering any danger, he proceeded at full speed.

A distance of thousands of miles was almost crossed in a flash.

Yet even at such a speed, it still took him more than ten days.

Only then did he barely notice some subtle changes on the floor of the hall.

The ground began to reveal some black ancient patterns, growing denser as he advanced.

Lin Xin knew that this must mean he was nearing the latter part of the hall.

With slightly more drive, he continued to rush forward.

Gradually, as he moved on, a series of mechanical, thunderous vibrations started to emanate from ahead.

Thunderous...

It was as if some machinery was vibrating intensely.

Lin Xin’s curiosity grew stronger; with over six thousand in agility, his speed could compare to the most powerful Escape Skill, spanning hundreds of miles in the blink of an eye.

As he approached closer to the end of the hall.

Gradually, the thunderous sounds became deeper and heavier. Eventually, it almost felt as if the reverberations were roaring right by his ears.

After an indeterminate number of days, Lin Xin finally saw something other than pillars inside this great hall.