Eternal Swordmaster
Chapter 561 - 555: Unparalleled Eight

Chapter 561: Chapter 555: Unparalleled Eight

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Outside the Lin Clan’s protection barrier.

A drifting red shadow watched the struggle and slaughter unfolding within from afar.

It was a woman from head to toe clad entirely in red. Her skin was unlike that of humans, blood red in color.

Not only that, but her hair, teeth, eyes, everything was red, just in different shades.

Combined with a tattered red robe that resembled a cloak, she appeared even more eerie and mysterious.

"Hmm... so there’s a personal wolf demon as well? It seems they are very well protected. A Golden Core wolf demon, probably a contingency left by Lin Hao."

The woman’s eyes, devoid of spirit, stared in the direction of the attic.

"This must be all the hidden pieces. A group of Foundation Establishment Dead Soldiers, and a Golden Core wolf demon—it’s indeed a grand gesture. Most assassins would not expect to be thwarted and cut down at the very last moment."

"However, it’s a pity... they met me."

She reached out to straighten her hair and stepped toward the barrier.

Passing through the barrier, there was a small courtyard that led directly to the attic.

On either side of the courtyard were lush, pitch-black flower bushes, and the only path left in the middle, if turned right, led straight to the entrance of the attic.

The woman walked down the path nonchalantly, turned the corner, but then her expression suddenly froze.

In front of her, not far away, stood a handsome young man in white. She had no idea when he had appeared, blocking the only path.

"Lin Sherie?"

The woman couldn’t help but frown.

For some reason, the moment she saw the young man, her heart began to pound rapidly, as if she were panicking.

The man’s face was indifferent, as if nothing in the world could affect him.

Even seeing her as an uninvited guest in the courtyard at night seemed completely unsurprising to him.

"No, you are not Lin Sherie!" The woman suddenly started to sweat on her forehead. "Who on earth are you!?"

She couldn’t help but step back, her heart pounding even faster and harder, as though she was facing a mortal threat at any moment.

Lin Xin ignored her, slowly drawing the dagger sword from behind his waist with a reverse grip.

Hisss...

The steady, uniform friction sound was particularly clear and piercing in the night.

A pressure as immense as the ocean quietly descended upon the woman, layer by layer, making it nearly impossible for her to breathe, her respiration growing increasingly hurried and labored.

The woman stepped back repeatedly, her eyes starting to see illusions, as if she were falling into an abyssal sea, a suffocating sensation gripping her throat, leaving her unable to breathe.

She frantically circulated the energy in her body, attempting to break free from this state, but it was to no avail.

Then she saw red light emanating from Lin Xin’s eyes in the darkness, growing brighter and more blinding.

"Running Thunder."

A voice suddenly rang out.

Then all she saw was a myriad of silver flashes.

She wanted to activate the spell in her hair for defense, but her normally unbeatable, extremely fast hair had no reaction whatsoever in that moment.

Gurgle.

Next, she saw her vision tilt suddenly, as if the whole world was shaking. It seemed as if she had fallen to the ground, and could only look up to see Lin Xin.

Only then did the woman realize that it wasn’t her vision that was tilted—her head had fallen off.

"What a swift sword..."

She murmured in her final breath, her eyes quickly dimming, before silence ensued.

Upon reaching the fortieth layer, the Rushing Thunder Sword could break through barriers of spiritual, demonic, and similar energies.

At the fiftieth layer, it could produce the sound of thunder with a stroke, the sword arriving before the sound.

At the sixtieth layer, it truly reached its peak, and within the Lin Clan, apart from those with Secret Blood, it was the most extraordinary skill.

To reach the seventieth layer was a realm that only the ancestors who created the Running Thunder Sword technique thousands of years ago could showcase.

Looking down at the rapidly dissolving corpse on the ground,

Lin Xin’s expression remained impassive as he turned and walked away.

Soon, before his figure even disappeared, the corpse on the ground had completely melted into red liquid and then slowly evaporated, leaving no trace behind.

No one knew that Lin Xin had already cultivated the Running Thunder Sword technique to its highest, seventieth layer.

This was his first time going all out with just his sword technique, not using the pressure of his Sacred Body but only the abilities of his current body.

In that split second, he had thrust nine hundred and ninety-nine swords, each one aimed at the exact same spot.

The speed was staggering—so fast that even in his previous life at his pinnacle, he didn’t have such a swift sword speed.

The power of his strike had also slightly shocked him.

Without any auxiliary means, he used purely the seventieth move of the Rushing Thunder Sword technique, unleashing nine hundred and ninety-nine swords in an instant, all targeting a single point, combined with his robust physical qualities.

This led to the demise of the late-stage Golden Core expert who didn’t even get a chance to react before dying by his hand.

After all, that was a late-stage Golden Core expert. This wasn’t the Underworld, where slaughter was rampant, but the Human World.

How much time and resources did it take to cultivate a Golden Core period expert?

The power behind the scenes that sent this individual would surely feel more than just a sting.

"In an instant, nine hundred and ninety-nine swords... such a formidable sword technique!"

Only now did Lin Xin truly understand why the Lin Family’s main house valued this rather crudely named swordsmanship as their heritage.

Although his damage attribute was far from matching his past life, strictly in terms of speed without activating the Polar Region, even his former self could not actually match his current self.

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After the assailant was killed, the main house’s defenses remained unchanged, but behind the scenes, they tightened significantly.

How exactly the assassin managed to infiltrate the barrier without a trace was a matter that Lin Yaoyang began to investigate as soon as he returned, outraged by Yuan Wanqing’s attempted assassination.

Though the Lin Family clan was not populous, the covert power it fostered was not insignificant, otherwise, they could not have suppressed the branch families.

This time, she went so far as to mobilize a good deal of that hidden force in a full-fledged investigation of possible suspects.

The clan was in disarray, yet Lin Xin continued to devote himself to arduous cultivation.

After going all out once, his interest in the Rushing Thunder Sword Technique grew even greater.

The Cultivation Technique of Positive Yang had been cultivated by him to the Third Layer; at this level, with this technique, he could always ensure the maximum limit of his attributes.

There was no need to use attribute points for enhancement. Only when he reached the limit of his body and could no longer break through, would Lin Xin forcibly use attribute points to strengthen himself and strive for a breakthrough.

In other words, Lin Xin’s body at this time was like a bottle, and the Cultivation Technique of Positive Yang could fill it with water when the bottle was empty.

And when the bottle was full, meaning the Innate limit had been reached, it was then possible to use attribute points to increase the height of the bottle and enlarge its capacity.

Lin Xin had always been frugal with his Free Attribute Points.

After reincarnation, he hadn’t found a way to collect attribute points. The method of gaining attributes through slaughter as before seemed not to apply here.

The Lord’s Power and the Soul Pearl were both with his Sacred Body. This part of him was entirely a new beginning.

The only thing that remained was his soul.

But after reincarnation, the night after night of agony was gone. Not only that, the Lord’s Power was gone too.

It seems the power of the Underworld is too distant, unable to affect his projection to the Human World.

And after encountering the cultivation techniques of the human realm, Lin Xin temporarily gave up his initial plan to change his cultivation technique.

The Rushing Thunder Sword was already enough for him to delve deeply and study. The method of invoking Heaven and Earth’s Elemental Energy within it indeed had its unique aspects.

Before thoroughly mastering the Rushing Thunder Sword, he did not intend to switch techniques.

Using attribute points combined with the Cultivation Technique of Positive Yang, he quickly took the Rushing Thunder Sword to the peak of the Seventieth Layer. After going all out, he found its power to be exceptional and began to focus on exploring the subsequent techniques.

As for troubles like the assailant, naturally, Lin Yaoyang would worry about them.

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Another few years passed in a blink of an eye.

"The fastest sword in the world naturally requires the strongest divine weapon."

Lin Xin, holding the Rushing Thunder Sword’s Seventieth Layer tome, read the last page’s sentence.

"The strongest divine weapon, the fastest sword technique," Lin Xin seemed to have some understanding.

"There are only two paths following the Rushing Thunder Sword Technique. One is to find a divine sword strong enough to withstand the technique. With the divine sword’s sharpness and the extreme speed of the sword technique, the two combined would be unparalleled."

"The other is to find a thunder force stronger than the Yin Yang Thunder Energy, to continue refining the body’s explosive power and increase the speed of one’s strikes."

Lin Xin sat alone in his wooden hut, the doors and windows tightly shut, with a circle of Formation Runes set up around him.

Two candles as thick as fists burned slowly, serving as the only source of light.

Putting down the tome, he picked up a book from the Seventy-first Layer and flipped through it casually.

In fact, he had already read through all the subsequent thirty-eight layers of books a long time ago. They were more theoretical than practical, offering more in the way of reference than practical use.

Although the system was complete, there were still many gaps and flaws that could not be resolved.

Like the stronger lightning needed later on.

Indeed, there is lightning stronger than Yin Yang Thunder Energy in this world, but it is not something that can be accessed at this level.

At least, Lin Xin, as the strongest Demon Lord of the Polar Region in the Underworld, reigning supreme over three domains, had never encountered thunder energy stronger than Yin Yang Thunder Energy.

"Perhaps later on, I can only take the path of refining a divine weapon," he muttered with a frown. "But the Elemental Energy of the Mortal Realm is different, so naturally, the materials are different, and the methods of refinement must be reorganized and corrected. This isn’t something that can be done in a few short years."

Having reached a bottleneck in his power, he could not increase it for now.

Continuing to cultivate was meaningless because this was not a matter of accumulation, but rather a matter of direction.

Without a clear direction, cultivation was pointless.

Lin Xin stood up, dispersed the Formation, opened the door, and went outside to clear his mind.

Up till now, only he knew that he was a man of extraordinary talent relentlessly cultivating the Rushing Thunder Sword; no one else knew what level he had reached.

In fact, even Lin Xin himself could not ascertain the true strength of the Rushing Thunder Sword levels.

This sword technique, if coupled with a powerful divine sword and terrifying speed of execution, could instantly vanquish even a Nascent Soul Cultivator.

Having cultivated the Rushing Thunder Sword to the Seventieth Layer, Lin Xin could feel that the speed was no longer merely about velocity; it involved a natural rule at the conceptual level.

And if he only wielded an ordinary longsword, even at the seventieth layer, the lethality might only be at the Golden Core Layer, because piercing through the Protective Spiritual Qi could only rely on stacking the sword technique’s thrusts at a single point.

The Rushing Thunder Sword does not release Thunder Energy to attack. It uses it more as a motive core, a driving force, with only a slight paralyzing effect.

This is a sword technique that pursues speed above all else.

Rather than saying it’s a primary swordsmanship, it would be more accurate to call it an auxiliary cultivation technique.

An auxiliary technique for Body Refining, accelerating the speed of one’s strikes.