Eternal Swordmaster
Chapter 630 - 625: Courage 11

Chapter 630: Chapter 625: Courage 11

The faint red grid was continuously scorched and melted away, and now it began to tremble and shake slowly.

The humming sound spread incessantly, and it was getting louder and louder.

"Humph!"

Lin Xin’s gaze was ice cold as he flashed forward, abruptly charging toward the area within the flames where the turbulence was most violent, slashing at it with his dual swords in a continuous chain of strikes.

Boom!!

The place he struck was just in front of where Lin Yaoyang was lying, which was the position where Dong Shengping had previously stood.

As the sword’s edge cleaved down, a gush of golden light exploded from within, dispersing all the white flames.

The golden light wrapped around a figure and shot out.

At the same time, within the grid where Song Danhao was located, the place wrapped around the Four-Eared Immortal Du Qijun also burst open with golden light.

The two streaks of golden light soared into the sky, danced around the hall’s halfway point for a moment, and then violently exploded.

Bang!

Countless golden dots fell, clashing fiercely with the white purifying flames. Like hot oil meeting cold water, numerous crackling and popping noises shook the ground.

The explosion of golden light revealed two figures shrouded within, none other than the pale-faced Dong Shengping and the nonchalant Du Qijun.

Roar!

A pulsating Golden Talisman was held in Du Qijun’s hand, surrounded by a faintly visible roiling transparent dragon shape.

"Is this also Purification Light?!" Dong Shengping couldn’t quite believe it, a trace of shock visible in his eyes.

"Indeed, it is the special effect caused by purification force fused into the flames," Du Qijun said gravely. "Had I not shielded you with the light of the Dragon Talisman earlier, you would have been burnt to nothing in an instant."

Dong Shengping’s throat bobbed, his expression unsightly. He looked in the distance, peering through the golden light and white fires, spotting Lin Yaoyang lying on the ground.

"If that’s Purification Light, then what was that thing I saw before...? It had the same vibration, the same aura!!"

"I don’t know..." Du Qijun shook his head slightly, his gaze fixated on the green-robed figure below, the corners of his mouth curving up with a trace of cold intent.

"Two tokens were snatched by that person. They’re from Green Lake Mountain. Interesting..."

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Lin Yaoyang’s vision blurred.

In her moment of utmost despair, she saw the purest light in the world.

The same familiar light, the same familiar aura, the same familiar waves. Except this light was so much stronger than the Purifying Force within her body.

The white flames scorched the walls, melted the floor, and quickly caused the statues on both sides of the hall to collapse, succumbing to the white flames as if they had never existed, completely melting away.

"So strong...!!"

The searing, scorching temperature instantly raised the air’s temperature to a level that would cause pain to an ordinary person with just a breath.

"...Is this also Purification Force?!"

Lin Yaoyang had never imagined that Purification Force could be so domineering.

Compared with this power, the Purifying Force she possessed was like an unweaned baby, the difference between them immense.

Ah!!

A cultivator from the Four Seas Fairy Mountains screamed as he was engulfed in flames. In just a few breaths, the human-shaped flame he became rapidly shrank and then completely vanished.

The man, along with all his belongings, was burned to nothing.

Lin Yaoyang’s eyes were dazed as she struggled to observe the pure white and pristine scene before her.

"I’ve seen it all."

Lin Xin stood in front of her, speaking softly.

"Little brother?" Lin Yaoyang was still in a daze.

She looked at Lin Xin, then at the terrifying apocalyptic scene of burning around her, still somewhat disbelieving.

"Tell me, am I dreaming? To be able to see you in this hellish place. Didn’t you go to Green Lake Mountain?"

Lin Xin stretched out his hand, tenderly caressing her cheek.

"You’re not dreaming."

"But, it clearly, clearly the Purification Force was so weak... how could it be... how could it possibly...!" Lin Yaoyang’s words trailed off as she began to choke up.

She bit her lip, recalling the scenes where she had practiced the Purification Light desperately these past days.

She remembered the nearly hopeless future ahead of her.

Suddenly her vision blurred again, and tears streamed down uncontrollably.

"It’s alright now... it’s alright now..." Lin Xin gently held her in his arms, comforting her.

Upon closely inspecting his foolish sister’s injuries, he took a healing pill from Feng Huai and fed it to her.

Then he raised his head, his gaze dark and tinged with a thread of murderous intent, fixated on Dong Shengping like a hawk eyeing its prey.

Dragon Talisman Golden Light and Purifying White Flames.

The golden and white colors directly divided the central hall into two worlds.

Apart from the two from the Four-Eared Immortal, all the others from the Four Seas Fairy Mountains were burned by the Purifying Flames into nothingness, vaporized completely.

Lin Yaoyang, weakly supported by the cultivators of Green Lake Mountain, looked at Lin Xin who stood protectively in front of her.

Waves of ferocious white flames burst forth from his body. The domineering and merciless flames dissolved any object that tried to block their path.

Stone, metal, cultivators, even magic artifacts.

Apart from the golden light in the sky, nothing could stop the sweep of these white flames.

Roar!!

The parasite-ridden man broke free from his constraints and, sensing a great threat, ferociously pounced towards Lin Xin, fearlessly wielding a double-headed fork intent on a long-distance attack.

Space seemed to freeze for a moment, the Polar Region flickered, and a stream of white flames flowed from the side, engulfing several people.

After the flames passed, there was no trace of the parasite-ridden men left, as if even their very existence had been completely erased from the world.

Only then did Lin Yaoyang realize that it wasn’t the Purifying Force that was weak, but that she was too weak.

She turned her head and stared at her younger brother standing in front of her.

Those shoulders that didn’t seem very broad were steadily shielding her.

Just like many years ago, when their father had stood in front of her, blocking the Demon Spirit Giant Tiger King.

A strong sense of safety that had been absent for a long time surged in her heart, and Lin Yaoyang could no longer bear the injuries on her body, tilting her head and fainting deeply.

At this moment, Zheng Rong’s eyes were flickering, and his expression was extremely excited. He was muttering something to himself.

"This is the Purifying Force! It is the force of all things! Coming from the primordial grandness, the eternal heritage of the Chanting Star Clan!! To finally witness it! Hahaha!! Such pure Purifying Force!!"

Feng Huai, on the other hand, was staring solemnly at the two people in mid-air.

Especially the Dragon Talisman that flickered in the hands of the Du Qijun, the Four-Eared Immortal. He could clearly feel the tremendous power hidden within the Golden Light Dragon Talisman.

"Polar Region!"

Suddenly, a calm voice echoed in mid-air, and Du Qijun disappeared in an instant.

Lin Xin raised his hand like lightning, guarding his right side.

Clang!

A flash of golden light accompanied by white flames splattered.

"Sever!"

He let out a low shout, his voice seemingly trembling with a special force.

Water-like ripples stirred in the air, and Du Qijun was actually blasted directly out of the Polar Region. He was thrown back dozens of meters, nearly crashing into the white sea of fire.

He barely stabilized his body, his face ugly as he stared at Lin Xin.

"Third Level Void Realm! Good! Very good!!"

"Give up," said Lin Xin, flicking his Dual Swords and nimbly drawing a series of sword patterns in the air. "In front of me, you won’t have any chance."

His pure white eyes also faintly revealed a savage smile.

"As compensation, I can leave you an intact corpse."

"Presumptuous!" Du Qijun snorted coldly, another transparent dragon-shape wrapping around him.

This dragon shape, only the size of a python, slowly moved around him, emitting a deep roar.

"Lin brother, we must not be careless...." Feng Huai murmured softly not far away. The area was filled with the cacophony of clashing golden light and white flames, so he was not worried about being overheard.

It was Zheng Rong next to him who frowned and said.

"Senior Brother Feng, I’ve heard that the Human Immortals at Polar Region can surpass everything, that those of the same rank can fight within the Polar Region.

If they do not enter the Polar Region, they absolutely cannot resist. But what just happened?"

Feng Huai glanced at him. These were details known to those at the Fifth Rank position, and without actively gathering this information, it indeed would be unknown.

He also noticed that the other team members were also confused, so he took it upon himself to explain.

"There are distinctions within the Fifth Rank as well. The Third Realm is an absolute step. Under the same conditions, a Fifth Rank at the Third Realm allows the spirit to enter the Polar Region independently. As long as the physical body can keep up, it greatly reduces the consumption of the Polar Region. This is a big advantage."

He smiled, "Like now, if Lin junior brother is willing, he can enter the Polar Region at any time without affecting his goals; thus, completely unafraid of any sudden situations. Ambushes, explosions during Alchemy, timely remediation of emergencies, rescues... and so on, can all be applied."

"Moreover," he said with a slightly serious look in his eyes, "Fifth Rank Human Immortals in the Third Realm Void, when facing those below them, have absolute control. Because... they can prevent their opponent from entering the Polar Region, while they themselves can spiritually enter the Polar Region."

As he finished speaking, the people from Green Lake Mountain were silent, the depths of their hearts shaking in ways unknown, but each person’s gaze towards Lin Xin had gained a bit more awe than before.

Because if what Senior Brother Feng said was true, then the power and endurance of the Die Family’s Green Yuan Decision, and being surrounded by ranks below the Fifth Rank, would mean nothing to this Senior Brother Lin.

Ding ding ding ding!!!

Amid the dense clashing sounds,

Du Qijun’s palms crisscrossed, rapidly blocking the barrage of swords coming his way. Sparks flew from his metallically tough palms, and tiny sword marks began to emerge on the surface of his hands.

And the white sword screen, like a huge net, overwhelmed him from all sides.

Lin Xin stood behind the sword screen, looking at him indifferently, as if looking at a dead person.

"Some skills there, but watch how I deal with this one," Du Qijun said with an icy expression, whirling around with his hands behind his back.

Countless black qi threads lightningly converged in front of him.

"Black Domain Malevolent Qi Force!"

A gray-white cloud of mist formed into a skull, roaring as it charged out, lunging towards Lin Xin.

The sword screen suddenly met the oncoming skull Qi Force, and in that moment of stalemate, was directly broken through.

The skull shrank a bit but continued to lunge at Lin Xin.

Lin Xin casually stepped to the side, changing his position.

Unexpectedly, the skull also swiftly turned and chased after him.

With a cold snort, the Red Flower Sword swiftly drew from its sheath and slashed through the air.

Shick!

The sword blade, imbued with the Purifying Force, left a pale trace in midair.

The gray mist skull was instantly cleaved and vanished.

Lin Xin took large strides towards Du Qijun.

As he waved his hand, he also extinguished two oncoming gray mist skulls.

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