Eternal Swordmaster
Chapter 629 - 624 Courage 10

Chapter 629: Chapter 624 Courage 10

Fortunately, after her attributes were enhanced, Lin Yaoyang’s physical condition had vastly improved, not as weak as other cultivators without their True Yuan.

In the Fourth Rank, her physical condition had been augmented to a level far above the rest.

Her entire body was struck, her legs dragging two long marks on the ground.

Lin Yaoyang steadied herself, her Sword Light trembled, and two currents of Dark Strength formed a circle on either side, silently striking towards Dong Shengping.

Clang clang.

As if he had foreseen it, Dong Shengping casually shattered the two currents of Dark Strength, his arms once again crossing over each other.

"Do you feel it... your bloodline is boiling..."

Lin Yaoyang gritted her teeth and steadied herself, her Sword Light flickering repeatedly, laying down three layers of circular Defense Qi Force in succession. This was the highest realm she had achieved so far in her cultivation of the Full and Waning Sword Technique, and also the pinnacle technique of this swordsmanship.

Force drawn by the swordsmanship made the power of her bloodline boil intensely, urging to burst out of her body.

"Supreme Elder, the beginning... True Yuan united with Tai..."

Boom!

The second strike came barreling towards her again.

The transparent current of Qi Force, like thunder, struck fiercely onto Lin Yaoyang’s three-layered circular Qi Force.

The circles shattered like paper and were instantly penetrated, the remaining Qi Force striking directly onto Lin Yaoyang’s right arm.

There was a crisp snap; her bone broke.

She was flung into the air, tumbling several times before hitting a faint red barrier behind her and bouncing down.

Thud!

The immense shock forced her to violently spit out blood.

Thump!

Dong Shengping walked over with measured steps and suddenly kicked her in the abdomen, sending her tumbling and flying through the air.

"It’s no use," he said calmly, standing still.

"This is the supreme Qi Force technique that I learned from a ruin. Even without True Yuan, it can still exert terrifying effects.

I have beaten a Human Immortal of the Fifth Rank Polar Region with it. Even my brother praised it highly."

"I..." Lin Yaoyang tried to get up, but as soon as she braced herself, she collapsed again.

She was covered in blood, but fortunately, the other party was very elegant and did not attack sensitive areas like under her skirt. So although her clothes were torn and somewhat revealing, she was still decently covered.

"Where is your bloodline power?"

Dong Shengping stepped towards her again.

"I am looking forward to the legendary Purifying Force that is extremely powerful."

He stood before Lin Yaoyang, looking down on her from above.

Whirlwinds of Qi Force slowly gathered on his arms.

Looking at Lin Yaoyang, who kept struggling to stand up, the aura of her bloodline vibrated intensely, but it still couldn’t break free.

Dong Shengping waited.

Thump!

Another hit landed on Lin Yaoyang’s side, flipping her through the air as she bled, droplets splashing onto Dong Shengping’s face, which he ignored.

Thump!

Thump!

Thump!

In the continuous sounds of heavy strikes,

Dong Shengping maintained the force at a level that wouldn’t kill Lin Yaoyang. His expression was blank, as he continued to pound her one hit after another.

As time slowly passed, the boiling of Lin Yaoyang’s bloodline became increasingly weaker, and the expectant look in his eyes gradually turned to disappointment.

"So it’s not going to work after all?"

In the end, he walked up to the almost motionless Lin Yaoyang, looking down at her.

Long after, he deeply sighed.

"Such a pity... I gave you a chance..."

He slowly raised his right arm, layers of invisible Qi Force quickly gathering without reservation.

This time, his target was Lin Yaoyang’s head.

"Since it’s not working... then please go die!"

With a thunderous boom, the Qi Force was unleashed.

"No!!"

Lin Yaoyang roared in anger. How could she? How could she die here, in this relic city where not a soul would know?

She was still young, she had her whole life ahead of her!

She had not yet seen her brother marry, nor had she had her own children...

All sorts of thoughts tumbled through her mind, ultimately converging into a will to live. Her bloodline, from an extremely weakened state, suddenly erupted violently.

Boom!

Lin Yaoyang’s ears rang, and her skin burst forth with White Light.

A pair of white wings extended from her back.

Blinding White Light suddenly flashed, accompanied by a massive explosion.

The Qi Force was dissolved and deflected, the White Light spreading out from Lin Yaoyang’s body in an instant, colliding with Dong Shengping nearby.

"Wind!"

Dong Shengping growled, his arms shielding in front of him, Qi Force swiftly gathering into a raging torrent rushing forward.

In the booming noise, his ears buzzed, yet his eyes were fixed on the collision with the White Light of Purification.

Then, the anticipated scene of the Qi Force being crushed didn’t occur.

The White Light held for a moment and then, like fabric, was mercilessly torn to shreds by the Qi Force, which broke through and struck the ground in front of Lin Yaoyang.

The icy layer of the ground shattered, ice and rocks exploding like a burst of white and black sand!

Lin Yaoyang was blown away by the explosion, rolling on the ground, gasping for air, unable to move any longer.

But bunches of White Light were gathered by her wings, flapping and smashing towards Dong Shengping.

Pfft! Pfft!!

Each cluster of white light was effortlessly shattered by him.

With each white light he shattered, a bit of hope faded from Dong Shengping’s eyes.

"So weak..."

He spoke in a deep voice.

Although it was much stronger than before, it was still weak, far from the strength he had imagined.

The once hopeful look in Lin Yaoyang’s eyes also plummeted as each cluster of white light was destroyed.

Was the bloodline power of Purifying Force really so weak?

Her heart trembled with helplessness.

The confidence she once held in the Purifying Force began to waver uncontrollably.

She had once pinned all her hopes on this bloodline.

Unable to cultivate techniques, improving her bloodline was the only path to strength she could take.

But now...

Watching her own spheres of light fully unleashed yet casually smashed by the opponent, Lin Yaoyang’s heart finally hit rock bottom.

"Could it be that I... really... made a mistake?"

She struggled to turn her head, looking towards another direction at her side.

The hall was divided by a grid into four spaces of varying sizes, and in another space, Song Danhao was violently coughing up blood, half-kneeling on the ground, unable to move.

The Four-Eared Immortal Du Qijun stood not far in front of him, holding a token towards him.

An invisible force pulled outwards, attracting all three tokens Song Danhao was defending at his chest, causing them to float mid-air and fly towards the Four-Eared Immortal.

"It’s over..."

A smug smile appeared on Du Qijun’s face.

As he watched the three tokens fly towards him.

His smile grew more distinct.

The tokens spun, glowing with a light yellow halo, slowly flying his way.

As they flew, he suddenly felt that something seemed off.

Suddenly, his surroundings went quiet.

He found it difficult to hear any other sounds.

The tokens kept flying, but the short distance of a few meters seemed endless.

A vague, irritating whooshing sound came from all directions.

Boom!!!!

Before Du Qijun could react, in an instant, countless white flames surged in from outside the grid, engulfing his entire body.

At the same time, in the other three spaces, all disciples of Four Seas Fairy Mountains were enveloped by the white flames surging towards them, wrapping around their entire bodies.

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Outside the barrier.

Lin Xin stood emotionless, holding the Red Flower Sword and quietly standing in front of the grid.

An enormous amount of white flames flowed from his body, splitting into two streams, rushing into the grid.

The light-red barrier could not stop the burning of his Purifying Fire and had already melted by more than half.

The entire central hall floor was completely covered with white flames, flowing like water, leaving no space to stand.

The people from Green Lake Mountain stood behind him, each rigid and with eyes filled with shock at the scene before them.

"Is this the power of purification... a fifth-rank bloodline... a natural-born Human Immortal!" Feng Huai licked his somewhat dry lips

Witnessing this terrifying power that sought to purify everything, he seemed to understand the various concerns and warnings about the Purifying Force recorded in historical texts.

"The world is fair... to hell with that saying! Whoever coined it is definitely an idiot!" For the first time, Feng Huai felt an urge to curse.

Apart from him, other cultivator teammates were so intimidated by the terrifying Purifying Fire that they couldn’t even move.

’The Chanting Star God, his hooded figure obscures his face, bearing a world called ’Universe’ on his back, taking steps across an endless nightmare land. There’s no end or hope in sight.

All will be enveloped in darkness, turning everything into nothingness.’

Zheng Rong’s lips trembled incessantly as he recited a phrase that seemed like an incantation.

His expression was agitated, his face flushed.

This made Feng Huai suspect something unsettling.

He recalled the Chanting Star Cult that had long been circulating secretly in countless worlds. Surely he wasn’t dealing with a cultist from the Chanting Star Cult?

The Chanting Star Cult worshiped the Chanting Star God, viewing the so-called ’painful tree of original sin’ as a burden birthed by mankind. They believed that even the heavens and earth came into existence carrying original sin.

They praised purification, convinced that only the purifying force that created the universe could cleanse the sin-filled world, restoring it to its primordial, peaceful womb.

Feng Huai didn’t know much about this, only that he had accidentally come across some information related to the Ancient times of Primordial Ancient Times.

The Chanting Star God wasn’t an Ancient God Clan but existed even before the Primordial Ancient Times.

Back then, the world didn’t exist, everything was immersed in darkness, mysterious and vast.

The world will ultimately be purified.

This was the decree of the Chanting Star Cult, which is why many Sects ruling different worlds condemned them as a Heretical Cult.

Lin Xin’s eyes were filled with pure white, streams of white light flowed, hiding his pupils.

Legend has it that this is the biggest characteristic of the Chanting Star God’s image.

Thus, when Zheng Rong witnessed countless Purifying Flames surging furiously, he was overcome with excitement.

In a place where Spell Methods couldn’t be used, the Purifying Flames were surely the most terrifying weapon.

Ding!

Lin Xin gently lifted the blade of his sword, drawing the Yinluo Sword from its sheath, and crossed the Dual Swords.

His eyes were only on Lin Yaoyang lying on the ground, barely clinging to life.

"Xia..." His heart swelled with relentless killing intent. With his foolish sister’s level of strength, getting involved in matters concerning the reincarnation of the Demon God King was nothing but cannon fodder!

It was Xia who had dragged her into this mess.