Eternal Swordmaster
Chapter 545 - 539 Reincarnation IV

Chapter 545: Chapter 539 Reincarnation IV

"Shattered Wheel Hall can’t possibly grind everything thoroughly and evenly, otherwise many people wouldn’t have residual birthmarks or other marks from past lives on their bodies."

Lin Xin’s eyes narrowed.

"If it were possible to grind everything to a very fine and uniform state, then the world after reincarnation should be one of complete equality in aptitude. But in reality, that is impossible, which means there are loopholes to exploit."

His powerful spiritual sense quickly memorized the differentiated structure of the arm fragment, then began to probe according to that structure.

Sure enough, once again a number of fragments were able to pass through completely and then return.

Lin Xin began to attempt this time after time.

As time passed, in less than half a year, he was already able to control most of his torso’s soul body from being crushed.

Then came a monotonous year of trials.

He had replaced two sets of Soul Substitute Beads, and his savings of several decades were rapidly depleting. What was once ten parts was now only two.

As the integrity of the soul body improved, Lin Xin had successfully tested and assembled both hands and feet. With the previously successful torso, he was only short of the final piece: the head.

Soon, another two years passed, and the food and water were almost entirely used up. The reserves he had prepared for decades were reduced to a tiny remnant.

Finally, an accidental opportunity arose.

Lin Xin finally chanced upon the structural composition that allowed the head to pass through.

His terrifying ability for anomaly talent showed its formidable effectiveness in this process.

Once he succeeded once, he could form a skill to ensure a success rate of over ninety percent.

The reason it wasn’t one hundred percent was that he had to consider the influence of external factors, as the outside world was constantly changing, even if he was not.

Swoosh!

A light red human-shaped soul body shot out from a large gap in the Stone Wheel and hovered in front of Lin Xin.

Remarkably, the soul body bore an exact resemblance to Lin Xin, albeit with less of a domineering presence and the absence of his unique arrogance and mania.

Ever since advancing to the Ninth Layer of the Yuan Dou Demonic Technique, Lin Xin’s personality had been influenced by the Demonic Arts, turning more overbearing and irascible. Yet now, it was a unique characteristic absent.

"I’ve succeeded...."

Lin Xin stared at the light red soul body before him, his lips involuntarily curling into a slight smile.

"It seems the time has finally come to truly begin."

He slowly stood up, his body that had been seated for years feeling no delay or numbness.

With a wave of his hand, the array of Soul Substitute Beads instantly dispersed, and the light red soul body also directly vanished.

Lin Xin took a deep breath.

He activated the Void Spirit Technique and his consciousness probed toward the black hole of Star Force at the depths of his being.

In the black hole, a smaller version of Lin Xin sat cross-legged with his eyes closed, serenely situated within.

That was his own Nascent Soul Spiritual Body.

"Renewal and decay, mother of Yuan Dou...."

Lin Xin quietly uttered the Mantra.

Hum!!

In an instant, countless streams of Star Force showered down from the Void above. It was as if they penetrated the towering Shattered Wheel Hall, directly illuminating and connecting to Lin Xin’s location.

"As expected!"

Lin Xin’s heart surged with joy, the Shattered Wheel Hall indeed did not prevent Star Force from penetrating.

His movements fast, his hands unfolded like blooming lotuses, producing countless finger shadows, and in the blink of an eye, he released thousands of Seal Decisions.

This time, instead of Star Force from the mother star falling upon him, it was his whole body that transformed into black and red Star Force mixed with traces of Demonic Qi from the Demonic Arts, surging heavenward.

Boom!!!

All his cultivation, along with his Sacred Body, condensed into a black and red Void Shadow that burst from the top of Lin Xin’s head, rocketing up into the Void above and vanishing without a trace.

Lin Xin’s originally powerful presence rapidly diminished.

Soon only a hint of Demonic Qi was left, serving as the residual control over his own entrance into the Stone Wheel.

His complexion turned pale, and his body began to take on a translucent hue.

Sensing the feedback from the Yuan Dou mother star, he knew that his Void Spirit Technique had succeeded.

However, a small change occurred in the process.

The Void Spirit Technique had indeed channeled all of his strength along with the cultivation and Sacred Body back to the mother star.

But because of the Soul Imprint, it was not completely dissolved by the mother star, nor did it enter the mother star’s interior.

Instead, it formed a spherical shape, orbiting the edge of the Yuan Dou mother star, slowly rotating as one of the tiny satellites.

"Although there have been some unexpected events, the final result is still good. In this way, there is no need to hastily recall it. Since it has become a satellite, it won’t be eroded by the mother star completely, and I can store it for as long as I want. It wasn’t in vain that I put so much effort into this for so long."

Lin Xin’s body was becoming more and more transparent.

"Next, it is time to see if the Stone Wheel can help me crush the iceberg of memories that I myself cannot control...."

With a hint of anticipation, he walked step by step toward the Stone Wheel.

As he approached the Stone Wheel, Lin Xin’s entire body began to tremble with the massive rumbling.

His entire being seemed to resonate, becoming numb and weak under the vast vibration.

But he waited slowly, waiting for that moment when the seam in the stone wheel had widened to its greatest extent.

Bang!

Suddenly, Lin Xin stomped on the ground and shot toward the slim gap beneath the stone wheel like a bolt of lightning.

With a crackling sound, before the stone wheel could draw him in, his entire body rapidly disintegrated into hundreds of thousands of pale-red flesh fragments, like grains of sand in a stream, actively burrowing into the seam of the stone wheel at a specific speed and sequence.

The stone wheel rumbled on, utterly unobstructed, moving at the same pace—slow, steady—just as it had for countless years before.

Lin Xin’s flesh fragments were soon reduced to less than half.

But this last half no longer bore the simple pale-red hue; it was dark red, as if it had become much denser.

In the instant the stone wheel rolled over.

Crack!

A distinct crisp sound emanated. It was as if countless people’s screams, reluctance, and wails floated out from the seam of the stone wheel.

A myriad of memories were being violently cleansed, ground down, and reduced to the most basic of soul nourishments,

The fragments of memory in Lin Xin’s mind, accumulated over hundreds of years through the slaughter of far too many lives, had reached the memory levels of millions of people—that is, his mind harbored the memories of over a million individuals.

This vast memory fragment, like an iceberg upon encountering the stone wheel, unleashed a resistance that even Lin Xin, who had passed most of the way through, felt a buzz of tearing pain in his mind.

Crack!

Another crisp sound, the stone wheel rolled down with seamless ease, as if what lay beneath was not an iceberg of memories from millions of people, but nothing more substantial than tofu or common litter.

All memories shattered to pieces, dissipating completely.

Even the soul consciousness that Lin Xin used to preserve these memory fragments was subject to indiscriminate crushing.

Instantly disintegrated, they turned into the most basic soul nourishment.

This portion of soul power, which was the same as spiritual power, equated to one-fifth of his original spiritual power, which was a substantial loss.

But for Lin Xin, this was instead a true release.

If not for the instant crushing by the stone wheel, had the ice mountain of memory fragments exploded, he would have faced not the loss of one-fifth of his soul body, but a complete washout by the vast memories, driving him mad or stupid.

Lin Xin’s entire soul body, fragmented into a regimented hundred thousand pieces, passed through the stone wheel and rapidly reconstituted.

In a matter of seconds, it reformed into a slightly smaller, brand-new Lin Xin.

He looked pale and began carefully surveying the landscape beyond the stone wheel.

Before him lay a vast multicolored vortex of an ocean.

Directly opposite the stone wheel was this immense colorful ocean. In its center, a huge vortex turned slowly without making a sound, but there was a definite, gentle pull, drawing down all the crushed remains granulated by the stone wheel.

Lin Xin resisted this pulling force and carefully observed his surroundings.

Besides the endless multicolored ocean, there was nothing else.

Far away, a dense fog shrouded everything, obscuring any view.

There was no sign of life here; it was silent, quiet, as if everything followed a longstanding, unchanging program that perpetuated forever.

He turned and took another look at the stone wheel behind him.

The huge stone wheel hovered above the ocean, with countless fine ashes of various colors continuously streaming out from its seams.

These fine ashes must be the remnants of souls crushed by the wheel.

"Is this the Reincarnation Sea?"

Lin Xin already knew the name of this multicolored ocean.

The legendary Reincarnation Sea that allowed souls to be reborn.

According to the records in ancient texts and myths, by plunging oneself into this ocean, one could be reborn, entering another world.

Yet Lin Xin did not rush to dive in, instead, he looked off into the distance and extended his spiritual sense cautiously.

Soon, he had crossed tens of miles in a flash, and through the mist, he saw other huge stone wheels turning slowly, releasing countless colorful powders into the ocean.

"It seems there’s more than one stone wheel, Shattered Wheel Hall..." This experience gave him a bit of confidence. It was rumored that in Buddhism, there were mighty beings who could prevent the eradication of memories from past lives in reincarnation. It seems they must have mastered the patterns like he had earlier, along with secret techniques, to succeed.

However, he could not imagine, without his special talents, how much cost and life an ordinary cultivator would need to sacrifice to discover such secret techniques.

The difficulties involved must be indescribable to outsiders.

Having observed his surroundings, there was not much to see in the silent Reincarnation Sea.

Lin Xin looked up toward the sky above his head.

Above the stone wheel was a stretch of murky clouds.

The countless gray clouds formed a giant cloud sea, just like the Reincarnation Sea, with no end in sight, equally magnificent.

Seeming to correspond with the great vortex of the Reincarnation Sea, the clouds in the sky also turned slowly, coalescing into an equally large, gigantic vortex.

The centers of the two vortices continued to collapse inward, and occasionally, fine black lightning arcs could be seen on their walls.

"I wonder what place that is...?"

Lin Xin’s mind was filled with countless questions, but he had already stayed long enough, the suction of the Reincarnation Sea growing stronger and more forceful.

After sensing his Sacred Body docked at Yuan Dou’s mother star, which he could still easily retrieve without any signs of being crushed or absorbed by the mother star, Lin Xin had no more doubts and, yielding to the pull of the Reincarnation Sea, plunged straight into the ocean.

Splash!

The colorful water before him burst open with a splash, and his ears instantly muffled, causing Lin Xin’s consciousness to sink into slumber, devoid of any clarity.