Eternal Swordmaster
Chapter 631 - 626: Courage 12

Chapter 631: Chapter 626: Courage 12

"You’ve got some skill!"

Du Qijun’s heart sank slightly.

The evil Qi Force he had harvested from thousands of extremely poisonous substances, cultivated in combination with the blood poison of a Dragon Beast, took him more than three hundred years of painstaking effort.

It seemed similar to typical Evil Path spells, but even an Earth Immortal wouldn’t dare touch it, yet the other party had slashed it away as if it were nothing. Even the blade had not been damaged...

The Purifying Force, truly living up to its reputation!

But my evil Qi Force won’t be so easily dealt with!

His eyes began to fill with ruthless intent. He raised the Dragon Talisman high with both hands, then bowed respectfully downward.

"I respectfully invite the true dragon to descend!"

Ao!!

No sooner had the words left his mouth than another transparent dragon shape flew out from the talisman, slowly circling around him.

He already had three dragon shapes around him, and now another was added, showing signs of a qualitative change.

Lin Xin took a step over ten meters, his Dual Swords crossing violently!

With a crackling sound, the blades of the Dual Swords fiercely landed on the three swimming transparent dragon shapes.

Ao ao ao!!

The three dragon shapes let out a crazy roar, their bodies vibrating with waves of formidable power. They actually withstood the blow of the crossed swords.

Black threads representing the evil Qi Force surrounded him from all directions, furiously pouncing toward Lin Xin, but were immediately blocked by White Light.

Strangely, this time, the Purifying Force scattered upon contact, and these evil Qi Forces seemed much stronger than before.

"Extreme Speed Sword."

Lin Xin’s expression was calm.

He split off a Yinluo Sword, its blade suddenly disappearing. It transformed into countless Sword Shadows slashing in all directions.

The white Sword Shadows were too fast and too numerous, so much so that they appeared to float in mid-air like sightlines.

"Sword Qi Threads!!" Du Qijun was as shocked as if he had seen a ghost. Trembling with shock, he quickly leapt back.

Sword Qi Threads, which refer to cultivating the Sword Dao to a terrifying degree where one can swing countless Sword Shadows in an instant.

Because of the reflected light from the sword blades, these Sword Shadows were so fast that the human eye could only see the reflective light, creating the bizarre sight of countless thread-like lines appearing for an instant.

Not only was Du Qijun scared, but even onlookers like Feng Huai were startled.

Sword Qi Threads, a realm that could only be achieved by deeply immersing oneself in the Sword Dao to a medium-to-high level.

But upon closer inspection, Feng Huai discerned the truth.

"No... it’s not Sword Qi Threads, this is just the natural phenomenon of ordinary Sword Speed reaching an extreme. The true Sword Qi Threads are when even the Sword Qi and Sword Light formed by the vibration of True Yuan can become as threads. It’s said that in some private worlds, secluded high-ranking sword cultivators can unleash a sword strike that disperses countless Sword Qi, instantly creating hundreds, thousands, or even tens of thousands of Sword Threads, and the True Yuan Sword Qi that is incredibly sharp can extend as far and as long as it reaches, with the power to destroy heaven and earth, cutting through all things."

He shook his head gently, yet felt a hidden sense of relief.

This Lin Xin had not been taught by a teacher, yet he managed to cultivate his family’s technique to such a horrifying extent.

If at his young age he had already cultivated Sword Qi Threads, that would be truly terrifying!

Since Lin Xin had joined the sect, many people were aware of his information.

As the scion of a great family in the Qiushi Region, he cultivated the Rushing Thunder Sword Technique passed down through his family, and beyond that, he had not practiced any other Cultivation Decisions.

Yet he could rely on himself to come this far.

Compared to him, Feng Huai felt like he was just a wastrel living off his family’s assets...

Although, in his own circle, he was already quite outstanding...

As he said this, the fellow cultivators from Green Lake Mountain also relaxed, knowing that Sword Technique Divine Abilities of this level, typically only achievable by high-ranking Human Immortal sword cultivators after a thousand years of effort, would be too demoralizing if someone like Lin Xin could master them so easily.

"Senior Brother." Suddenly, a cultivator approached from behind, whispering to Feng Huai. "Those people from the small sects have arrived, right outside the door. How should we deal with them?"

"Is it those two groups from the Heavenly Vista Sect?" Feng Huai frowned.

"Exactly."

"If they want to come, let them come." He sneered, pointing to Dong Shengping, who was floating not far away. "See that? This guy’s a Yuan Jing Cultivator with the power to threaten a Human Immortal, and yet he can only wait patiently in place, not daring to move.

Just this sea of fire alone is enough to prevent everyone, including myself, from stepping in. Heh heh! If they want to die, let them enter. Don’t stop them!"

"Is this sea of fire really that powerful?" The female cultivator who previously asked Lin Xin to deliver a message was skeptical.

"This is Purifying Fire. I don’t know what Rank position it is, but it’s at least Fifth Rank, because Brother Lin is well known to be of Fifth Rank Pureblood! Heh, if you want to experience a flame that can destroy a Human Immortal, why not give it a go?"

Feng Huai sneered.

The female cultivator’s face turned white and she dared not speak again.

"Purifying Fire of this level, if you had a Protective Aura, you might be able to survive for a while, but in the current situation, even I would die upon contact."

Feng Huai pointed to the ring of ground on which they all stood, which was precisely devoid of any flames.

"This is a safe space that Brother Lin specifically left for us. Don’t go out, or no one will be able to save you."

All those from Green Lake Mountain felt a chill in their hearts.

From behind the door, a series of hasty footsteps sounded, clearly belonging to people from those two sects following the path of resentful energy river they had opened, crossing the river to come here.

Although their footsteps were very light, everyone present had keen senses, and some were even specifically vigilant about their rear, so they had long since noticed.

In the midst of this conversation,

A figure from the depths of the hall suddenly crashed down from the sky.

Bang!

The figure smashed the flames around the ground upon impact, surrounded by golden light, it was none other than Du Qijun, who had previously been suspended in midair.

No sooner had he hit the ground than he shot back into the sky to meet a white Sword Light falling from above.

Boom!

Immediately he was smashed back into the same hole in the ground where he had first fallen.

"It’s futile." Lin Xin walked steadily down from the air above. "All resistance is in vain."

"Cough cough... I have the strength of three dragon tails, and yet I’m still weaker than you in terms of power..." Du Qijun half-kneeled in the crater on the ground, a trickle of blood at the corner of his mouth which he quickly wiped away.

"If that’s the case!" He hid his hand behind his back, the dark evil Qi force within him crazily surging, rapidly converging into a pitch-black fine needle in his hidden hand.

The needle was as long as a finger, with a thick, dark tail carved with a one-eyed black dragon’s head.

At this moment, as he infused it with the dark evil Qi force, the one-eyed black dragon’s large eye slowly overflowed with strands of red smoke.

"Then don’t blame me for being impolite!"

He suddenly swung his arm.

Whiz!

The needle shot out, turning into a black line, disappearing in the void in front of him.

It actually pierced directly through space and vanished!

Lin Xin’s heart chilled, and his head suddenly tilted.

Whiz!

A black line zipped past his face, leaving a white mark.

"Thunder Shadow!"

With the Dual Swords pointing diagonally to the ground, a huge blue vortex Void Shadow suddenly appeared behind Lin Xin.

The entire vortex was so large that it almost filled the height of the entire hall. Within it, countless deep blue waters seemed to turn slowly.

In the silent and soundless flow of water, numerous ancient thunder patterns emerged, accompanied by a large number of electric arcs jumping.

Crack!

The disk shattered with a bang, and massive thunder and lightning, guided by the talisman thunder patterns, were drawn down from a distant unknown void, turning into a circle of lightning spreading in all directions.

Boom!

Just then, the entire expanse of lightning explosively shattered.

All sorts of violent Elemental Energy in the air were enraged. The diffusing lightning hadn’t spread more than a few meters before it was completely extinguished.

Lin Xin grunted, having suffered backlash.

"So it’s still no good?"

He narrowed his eyes. Just now, he had first used the Purifying Flames to purify all the Elemental Energy within the vicinity, then created a vacuum of Elemental Energy, before summoning the Thunder Emperor Sword Technique in this space.

But it was merely the prelude to the Thunder Emperor’s Deadly Strike that still resulted in a backlash from the energy storm.

The result was indeed close to forming; otherwise, it wouldn’t have caused such a big commotion. Unfortunately, it ultimately failed.

The injury from the backlash almost recovered instantaneously, thanks to his terrifyingly strong resilience.

Whiz!

The flying needle came again, this time from the right side, aiming for his earlobe.

The eardrum is one of the most fragile parts of the human body, and if pierced through here, even Lin Xin could not avoid a threat to his brain.

With a snort, the blades in Lin Xin’s hands disappeared once more.

Thousands of Sword Shadows simultaneously lit up beside him.

The flying needle clinked against the sword edge.

Hiss.

Lin Xin let out a light yelp as the white mark on his cheek suddenly ached.

"It’s useless!"

Du Qijun stood up and sneered coldly.

"As long as the first strike hits the body, the Resentful Dragon Needle will injure you in the same spot as the first wound upon any contact, even if with a Magic Artifact! And once it draws blood, it will inject the...."

Crack!

Before he could finish, Lin Xin retracted his sword, and the black Resentful Dragon Needle broke into several pieces, falling to the ground in front of him, scorched by white flames.

"The Dragon Beast’s what?"

He looked back at Du Qijun.

"You...!!" Du Qijun’s face remained dark, but panic finally took hold inside him.

The Resentful Dragon Needle had been under his control for a long time; it had killed numerous strong opponents, but never had anyone been able to destroy this evil and venomous artifact made from the Dragon Throat Bone.

Before he could react, he saw Lin Xin standing the sword blade upright, next to his ear.

"To think that after so many years, I’d have the chance to use this move again."

Ding!

A light sound.

The Red Flower Sword suddenly burst forth with countless red line afterimages, like the last glimpse of twilight on water, with the glory fading, they shot forth.

The red lines flowed, instantly flashing past in front of Du Qijun, leaving only an afterimage before his eyes.

"Red Flower Chorusing...."

Lin Xin’s voice came only then.

Du Qijun stood frozen in place, his hand unwittingly touching his neck.

There, droplets of blood quickly seeped out.

In a daze, he seemed to hear an inexplicable sound, gentle, slow, extremely soft.

Thud!

Before his eyes suddenly bloomed bunches of red flowers.

Blood scattered across the floor.

"Red Flower Sword Path...." Lin Xin watched quietly as Du Qijun fell to the ground, his mind suddenly recalling scenes from his time in the Underworld.

Suddenly, he missed Xiao Lingling terribly.

He longed for her gentle smile as she lightly tied the Red Flower to his sword hilt.

With a long sigh, his mood suddenly waned; he turned and walked towards Feng Huai and the others.