Eternal Swordmaster
Chapter 577 - 572: Support Six

Chapter 577: Chapter 572: Support Six

Great numbers of Sea Demon Spirits were struggling mightily to squeeze through the thin membrane, which resembled a highly viscous gel, making their ingress and egress exceptionally difficult.

These Sea Demon Spirits resembled clumps of messy seaweed hair, constantly being compressed and surging into the barrier membrane.

They were not strong fighters, merely overwhelmingly numerous. Dense and swarming, they were virtually uncountable at a glance.

"Ten heads for one point..." Casually calculating the Free Attribute Points he acquired, Lin Xin looked at the massive crowd of Demon Spirits, his gaze instantly locked onto a huge Sea Demon Spirit with an enormous frame.

It resembled a black and yellow monster with a shell on its back, looking much like a turtle, but its head sported a giant fleshy comb like that of a rooster, and it possessed only one eye.

Having just squeezed through with difficulty, it immediately charged towards the forefront stone platform on this side.

Lin Xin’s feet slammed down on the stone platform, and he catapulted into the air toward the giant turtle. The Rushing Thunder Sword suddenly transformed into countless Sword Shadows, then instantly merged into one.

Shi!

A flash of red Sword Light.

Lin Xin flashed past the top of the giant creature.

Pa.

He landed on another stone platform and stood up.

Behind him, the six-meter-tall giant turtle thunderously fell, sinking into the sea and splashing up a swell of waves.

"What fast swordsmanship!"

A faint yellow shadow suddenly burst out, slicing the Demon Spirits before it like cutting wheat, turning them into countless fragments.

Kong Ruyi’s figure slowly solidified, his eyes intent as he watched Lin Xin.

"Your movement technique is not bad either." Lin Xin glanced at the other party and saw that they were actually standing on the surface of the sea without sinking.

He had many light body techniques, but they were not easy to explain, so he refrained from using them randomly. Now, having observed the other’s technique, he quickly grasped its principle.

"Interested in joining forces?" Kong Ruyi had seen Lin Xin kill the giant Demon Turtle with a single sword strike from afar and immediately felt a desire to make his acquaintance, which is why he fought his way over here.

"No need." Lin Xin responded offhandedly and turned to head towards the direction of the membrane.

He stepped continuously on the sea surface, creating pits over a meter in diameter in the water, which immediately provoked a vast swarm of Demon Spirits to rush at him.

The giant turtle had given him some attribute points, and Lin Xin, tasting the sweetness of victory, directly charged towards the outer side of the membrane, where the Demon Spirits were even more numerous and concentrated.

A few leaps later, Lin Xin quickly surpassed everyone, including the defense platforms of the Gongshang House.

All the Demon Spirits rushing towards him seemed to be struck by an invisible sword point in the head; as they approached within five meters, their heads burst open automatically, sinking into the sea.

Gradually, Lin Xin also found the knack for moving freely in the sea. He made a slight modification to the body technique he had just observed from Kong Ruyi, using his toes to rapidly tap underwater to create buoyancy.

He quickly arrived in front of the immense Formation membrane.

The membrane was like a giant blue glass pane, with hundreds of dark Demon Spirits squeezing through from the other side. They clawed and snarled towards Lin Xin, the closest one, their eyes filled with greed, hunger, brutality, and cruelty.

The Demon Spirits rushing toward him resembled a huge clump of black hair, tens of meters high, squeezing together and surging toward Lin Xin.

"Shagu! Shagu!!"

A cacophony of howls in various pitches, all shouting the same word, converged, forming a noise that drilled into Lin Xin’s ears causing his head to throb.

The stench-filled air compressed into wind, blowing his robes and long hair backward.

"All demons must die!!"

The highest form of disguise is to believe oneself truly to be the person one is pretending to be.

So, regardless of whether others were present or not, Lin Xin maintained a cold expression. What he had to do now was to exemplify a paragon of the Righteous Path, a master who could not tolerate the slightest speck of evil.

The Red Flower Sword was suddenly unsheathed.

"Rushing Thunder!"

In an instant, five hundred swords. Dense and overlapping Sword Shadows suddenly merged into one, slicing through the large clump of Demon Spirits in front of Lin Xin.

Sss...

A huge crimson Thunder Scar stretched from top to bottom, extending tens of meters, cleaving the whole group of Demon Spirits in two.

Countless screams of agony mingled together as the whole mass of Demon Spirits, like black hair, was split in two right in front of Lin Xin, crashing heavily into the sea on both sides.

Lin Xin simply drew another Longsword, crossing the Dual Swords in front of him.

"Nephew Sherie, this place is too dangerous; retreat behind the Barrier." The voice of the Gongshang Family Head came from above. He was maintaining the entire great Formation and naturally could clearly distinguish any anomaly that arose.

"It’s nothing." Lin Xin replied indifferently.

With his swords hanging down, he stepped directly on the sea surface and walked towards the Barrier.

A multitude of Demon Spirits attacked from all directions, but before they could come within a five-meter range, they were taken out by invisible Sword Shadows blasting their heads open.

Suddenly Lin Xin’s surroundings within a five-meter radius formed an absolute domain void of any living Demon Spirits.

No Demon Spirit could come close.

Countless limbs and flesh constantly shattered, with screams and roars densely resounding in unison.

Lin Xin walked on step by step. He quickly came before the huge Barrier.

"Nephew Sherie."

The voice of the Gongshang Family Head became a little more urgent.

"This barrier absolutely separates the Demon Generals from the ordinary cannon fodder. Once you step out, the Demon Masters outside won’t miss this opportunity."

But Lin Xin didn’t care and stepped over the barrier with a single stride, walking straight out.

Outside the barrier, within the field of view, were densely packed sea Demon Spirits, towering more than ten meters high. They crowded above the sea surface, almost completely obscuring the sky, leaving no space visible.

A giant black hand descended fiercely from the sky, reaching for Lin Xin. Each finger of the hand was the size of Lin Xin’s body, pitch-black, covered with reverse barbs and scales.

"Yun Guang."

Lin Xin’s eyes flickered with blue thunder light.

"Thunder Scar!!"

Chi!!

The sword blades in his hands suddenly vanished.

A huge net of blue-purple sword light materialized two meters in front of him, like an actual net made of solid light, weaving into a web of thunder.

Ao!!

The owner of the black hand screamed in agony. Its fingers disintegrated instantly upon touching the thunder net, turning into countless pieces of flesh. At the same time, the thunder net, as if alive, coursed up its arm towards its body, spreading like lightning.

The fish-like Demon General, with a shark-like head, resisted for only two seconds before ceasing its cries, falling backward harshly. Its body shattered into countless pieces of flesh, scattering into the sea.

With a splash, water erupted.

Lin Xin was about to move forward when the urgent sound of a retreat signal resounded from behind him.

And the Demon Generals in front also seemed to start to retreat. They dragged their massive bodies, submerging into the water, swimming into the distance.

Watching the group of Demon Generals retreat, Lin Xin knew in his heart that this was the limit. To show any more strength would exceed the limits of his age.

So he simply sheathed his sword and turned around.

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"Such formidable power... He truly deserves the reputation as the top talent of the Lin Family."

Duanqing Long stood on a stone platform, watching the slaughtering Lin Sherie from a distance with a solemn expression. Gone was his initial arrogance and defiance.

What replaced it was caution and wariness.

"His swordsmanship is too fast, I can’t see it clearly," Kong Ruyi also stood by his side and whispered. "Moreover, logically speaking, because the Rushing Thunder Sword relies on the explosive force of Thunder Energy to generate tremendous speed and impact, it should be uncontrollable.

But he controls this explosive power with ease. Such mastery and talent are simply terrifying," Kong Ruyi said with slight admiration.

"To use the Rushing Thunder Sword Technique to this extent, I’m afraid only the venerable elders of the Lin Family can match him," Duanqing Long said coldly, "I have once witnessed a senior family elder of the Lin Family take action, and the power was about the same."

"So what? I heard Lin Sherie isn’t a Secret Blood inheritor..."

A junior brother beside Duanqing Long couldn’t help but whisper.

This remark somehow relieved everyone.

Yes, not being a Secret Blood inheritor, after all, means he cannot experience the surge of power following the inheritance ceremony. As for talent, how many hardships must a top fighter endure to persevere to the end without perishing, to reach the peak?

Too many talented individuals have fallen midway. Not like them, the Secret Blood inheritors, who can have a surge in power instantly with the inheritance of a Seal.

"The Lin Family’s Rushing Thunder Sword Technique may have been cultivated to an unprecedented realm by him," Kong Ruyi sighed. "Anyway, it’s best not to make an enemy of him."

Everyone was silent but internally agreed.

Before receiving the inheritance of the ceremony, facing Lin Sherie, truly no one dared to claim to be able to contend with him.

"Especially you, Young Brother Long," Kong Ruyi’s gaze turned toward Duanqing Long.

Duanqing Long’s expression remained unchanged, inscrutable. His martial obsession and willfulness were well-known.

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Song Danhao gazed at the spectacle above the sea from a distance, the figure that rushed alone into the group of Demon Spirits, nearly drawing the attention of interested people from all the major families present. He was no exception.

He recalled the day the Lin Family head brought Lin Sherie to meet his master; the man was completely devoid of the eagerness typical of others seeking mentorship, maintaining a cool and calm demeanor throughout.

Unexpectedly, his power was so terrifying.

"So strong..."

Gongshang Baiyu by his side was completely stunned.

"Yes... unbelievably strong..." Song Danhao’s expression was one of shock. If it were someone else, they might not understand, but he was different. With a Human Immortal as his teacher, although his own cultivation was not high, his eyesight was sufficient.

The terrifying strength Lin Sherie displayed, nearly bringing the Rushing Thunder Sword to the pinnacle of perfection.

It was almost unbelievable that it was the Rushing Thunder Sword.

"To actually break through the barrier and retreat unscathed... In our family, except for my grandfather, I’m afraid no one could do that," Gongshang Baiyu’s little face was flushed, her eyes starting to well up a bit.

"You’re right, apart from the Sealer himself, I’m afraid no other Secret Blood inheritor can match him," Song Danhao replied in a low voice.

"Good thing this guy didn’t actually become a disciple of the old master..." He couldn’t help muttering softly, "Otherwise, I’m afraid I’d be beaten every day... With this talent, compared to him, I’m just a pig..."

"For guarding the island, how about I arrange for you to be together with Brother Sherie?" Princess Gongshang Baiyu suddenly turned her head and said coquettishly.

"You’re not falling for him, are you?" Song Danhao couldn’t help but make an odd face, "To be honest, I think you’ve got a smaller butt than that girl with him."

"It will grow," Gongshang Baiyu’s little face was flushed, looking like a young girl in love.