Eternal Swordmaster
Chapter 714 - 709 Divine Monarch One

Chapter 714: Chapter 709 Divine Monarch One

"It’s the cavalry!! Run!"

Someone recognized them all at once and began yelling loudly.

"How can there be a cavalry charge here!!?"

"What’s going on!?"

With thousands of people crammed here, the place was already packed to the brim. Those who wanted to leave now had to squeeze past the others surrounding them.

And those at the farthest end had no idea what was happening.

Prince Qing’s face turned ashen in an instant.

With so many people blocking the way at such close distance, it was impossible to escape; the Imperial Court had actually gone mad to the extent of deploying a large detachment of cavalry to charge.

These were thousands of ordinary civilians!

"Prince, let us protect you and escape first!"

Huang Sheng and the others circled around him.

Lin Xin was even quicker than them. With a single bound, he leaped over four meters high, his robes fluttering, and his posture dragon-like, as if he truly was a divine being.

"I, the Divine Monarch, have opened my sect on Qing Lake Mountain. Those with destiny may make their way there. Today’s fate has ended; everyone, please go back."

His words resonated once again, instantly spreading out across several kilometers.

All who heard it were astounded.

Many had struggled to get here, only to hear suddenly that it was over. Annoyed and furious, they couldn’t help but let out a stream of curses.

Lin Xin was ruthless. With a flick of his hand,

a cold light flashed, and the cursers were struck straight in the forehead, bleeding, collapsing to the ground, unable to get up for quite a while.

After making his announcement, Lin Xin slowly descended to the ground, then with an explosive step, he leapt up again, somersaulting in mid-air, actually charging straight towards the oncoming cavalry.

When he landed far away, he immediately sprinted forward, heading directly for the cavalry.

The rumbling sound grew louder and closer.

"Divine Monarch!"

Prince Qing shouted loudly, trying to call him back. He thought Lin Xin didn’t understand the power of a cavalry charge.

These terrible war machines needed only one charge. The strength of both man and horse, along with the full weight combined, created a devastating impact force.

The power was far greater than that of bows and crossbows.

But the distance had already broadened to over a kilometer, and Lin Xin couldn’t hear very clearly.

"Prince, we must leave now!" Huang Sheng and the others protected him, dragging him toward the town.

"But...!" Prince Qing was somewhat unwilling.

"If we don’t leave now, it will be too late!"

The people around him dragged him forcefully, quickly moving towards the town.

Thousands of civilians rushed madly toward the town; most of them were solely focused on escaping for their lives.

Only a very few noticed that the Thousand-Hand Divine Monarch, Taoist Priest Hong Hua, was actually charging against the cavalry.

Yao Yuanhui swallowed hard; she stood in place, not moving, not leaving.

Not just her, but her brother was also held back by her, not leaving.

"The Taoist Priest will surely have a way to resolve this calamity; just trust him,"

she said, with an inexplicable confidence in Taoist Priest Hong Hua.

Xiao Shu and others did not leave either; all of Phoenix Clear Hall’s attendants remained unmoved. They all watched, wide-eyed, as Lin Xin’s figure charged towards the cavalry.

"He won’t be seeking his own death."

Xiao Shu was unusually calm, convinced that a top-tier expert who could prevent him from even launching an attack, would not be killed so easily by a military formation.

Lin Xin closed in on the military formation.

Within the Black Cavalry Legion, one after another, all fully armed and wearing metal helmets, the cavalry looked at this Taoist Priest charging their formation as if they were looking at a fool.

Some even had a trace of pity in their eyes.

But no emotion could affect their actions, as ingrained as a hundred hammerings, all in a standard stance.

The front row all raised their lances level, and charged ferociously towards Lin Xin’s chest.

Rumble...

The war horses charged forward wildly.

Shhh...

The first lance struck with deadly precision right at the center of Lin Xin’s chest.

For a moment, Xiao Shu and everyone else held their breath, watching intently.

"He won’t die!"

Yao Yuanhui suddenly spoke in a low voice. Her tone, however, was more resolute than ever.

Before the people around her could react, they heard an explosion like thunder on flat ground.

Ha!!

Everyone saw a scene they would never forget in their lifetime.

The Divine Monarch single-handedly grabbed a lance, giving it a fierce sweep.

Impossibly, he lifted the cavalryman and his horse, thousands of pounds in weight, and hurled them into a wide fan-shaped area before him.

Bang!!!

Dozens of cavalry were smashed away, men and horses alike tumbling through the air, screaming as they were obstructed by still more cavalry.

Like a chain reaction, centered around Lin Xin, the entire cavalry formation was instantly shattered open with a large gap.

Throwing aside the lance that had broken in two, Lin Xin drew out a Longsword from his back with a ringing sound.

He chopped down on an incoming lance with the back of his hand.

Clang!!

A powerful tremor could be heard from a distance.

The lance vibrated violently. The knight holding it burst open with blood plasma, falling to the ground along with his horse, both dead.

"Foolish!"

Lin Xin sneered coldly, charging like lightning into the formation, cutting down everything in his path with each swing of his sword.

Any cavalryman hit by him fell from his horse with blood streaming from all seven orifices, unquestionably dead.

The entire formation was pierced straight through by him, and within a few strikes, he reached the very end.

At least dozens of cavalry had been shaken to death with a single stroke of his sword.

"Kill him!! Kill kill kill!!!" The leading Black Cavalry was completely unfazed, continuing to command the other cavalry to turn around and charge at him again.

He roared furiously, his body bathed in blood, all of which were splattered on him by his comrades-in-arms.

A Silver Spear, even larger than a normal lance, thrust viciously toward Lin Xin, carrying all the strength and madness of the Black Cavalry leader.

Swish!

Just as the lance was about to pierce its target, the cavalry leader suddenly lost sight of the opponent.

By the time he saw Lin Xin again, he had already appeared right in front of him.

A palm strike, like a butterfly flitting through flowers, bypassed all obstructions and fiercely imprinted itself upon him.

The cavalry leader only felt a pain on his body as a tremendous force suddenly shattered his armor and struck his chest.

"Kill!!!"

He began to cough up blood from his mouth. He wanted to draw the curved blade from his waist, but he no longer had the strength.

Boom!!!

The leader’s body, along with his armor and helmet, suddenly exploded, turning into countless chunks of flesh and blood that, propelled by an immense force, sprayed in all directions.

Thud, thud, thud, thud.....

The surrounding hundred or so cavalry were pierced through in an instant.

Chunks of flesh and armor shrapnel mixed together, piercing one rider and then hitting the second and third riders behind.

Suddenly, with Lin Xin at the center, a large and extremely bloody battlefield of corpses appeared around him.

He stood in the center and shook the blood off his sword.

Finally, the few remaining Black Cavalry were terrified...

Without need for words, these men turned around and fled, galloping back the way they had come.

But behind them came countless chunks of flesh and blood, striking them in the back one after another.

Only a few breaths later, Lin Xin lowered his hand.

The thousand-man Black Cavalry Legion was all lying on the grass around him.

Mangled bodies and armor were everywhere, few of the corpses remained intact.

Blood converged into rivulets, winding and flowing away.

The air was filled with a thick, nauseating stench.

Retc!!

Some indeed began to vomit.

The people of Fengqing Hall and Jiuhua Hall, some of them started to retch.

Even some seasoned retainers looked unwell.

To tear a cavalryman and his horse to shreds alive and then use the fragments to slaughter thousands in an instant!

This was no longer a fight, but a one-sided massacre.

Whether it was Prince Qing or Xiao Shu, or the siblings Yao Yuanhui and Yao Qing, all were struck dumb by the scene they had just witnessed.

A group of folks who hadn’t fully fled also saw this spectacle.

Although Lin Xin had clearly saved them, the crowds now watched the Thousand-Hand Divine Monarch returning with an inexplicable chill creeping up on them.

Lin Xin sheathed Longsword back in reverse, originally intending to use the Talisman Sword but ended up dispatching them with a casual effort, as if they were pushing over a feeble structure.

"It’s a shame; I just don’t have any Spell Methods. It’s easy to get my robes dirty," he commented.

He wiped the blood and flesh off his face, now drenched in a dark red, with no telling how many people’s blood had splashed on him.

Cough, cough, cough....

Suddenly he paused in his step, looking far into the crowd, where at some unknown moment, a young man in white appeared.

This man was flanked by two maidens, one in red and one in blue.

"The Divine Monarch’s might is unparalleled, unfortunately.... we will no longer see such a martial marvel in the future...."

The youth looked at Lin Xin with a look of regret.

"Hm?"

Lin Xin was taken aback.

Boom! Suddenly, without any warning, the earth shook violently.

The ground around Lin Xin burst open.

Huge flames instantly swept across everything, turning into a fireball over ten meters in diameter, enveloping Lin Xin completely.

The ground caved in, and below, the prairie had been hollowed out without anyone’s knowledge.

The fireball appeared in a flash, then vanished just as quickly.

Everyone’s eyes were momentarily dazzled.

Lin Xin stood at the edge of the deep pit, his right hand emanating a faint smoky blue as he withdrew it.

Coming back to his senses, he looked toward the youth.

"What did you say just now? The noise was too loud, I didn’t catch it."

"..."

The young man was wide-eyed and speechless, looking from Lin Xin’s smoking palm to his unscathed body.

This was the first time in his life he felt at a loss for words.

He knew exactly how much explosive had been buried.

But what had he just seen?

The Thousand-Hand Divine Monarch didn’t even get his clothes torn, but merely flicked his hand back in a flash like lightning, pounding it fiercely onto the exploding fireball.

The flames were instantly dispersed, unable to set the prairie ablaze, and all the explosive force was scattered with one palm strike!!!??

Not just him, the girls in red and green beside the young man wore the same expression, their cherry lips parting slightly, as if they didn’t understand what had just happened.

Step by step, Lin Xin walked towards the crowd. While his pace seemed slow, he could cover dozens of meters in a single stride.

Just as he reached the youth.

Suddenly, two figures burst out obliquely.

"Disciple pays respects to Honored Master!"

Upon closer inspection, it was Yao Yuanhui and Yao Qing.

For a moment he was taken aback.

Yao Qing was alright, but Yao Yuanhui, the current protagonist guided by Fate, now ran up in front of him, intending to take him as her master.

If he accepted her, what would happen?