Eternal Swordmaster
Chapter 738 - 733: Relief Part 1

Chapter 738: Chapter 733: Relief Part 1

Once a Heavenly Immortal was fully prepared, his destructive power was almost of a destruction-level.

It is recorded that once six Heavenly Immortals were involved in a melee, which directly caused a world only slightly smaller than the Mortal Realm to collapse and shatter.

In myths, Heavenly Immortals belong to the Earth Devourer tier, the dominant rulers of the mid-period of ancient times. The so-called Heavenly Venerable gods and Buddhas refer to this level.

Moreover, many at the peak of their power during the reign of the Evil God King were also at this level.

In those days, the Heavenly Immortals ruled all worlds, occupying all resources.

Until later, they inadvertently opened the gates to Abyssal Hell.

"Heavenly Immortal... Earth Devourer, huh..."

He gently closed the book in his hands.

Lin Xin sat in a bright, clean wooden room, his face turned toward the sunlit mountains outside.

He had arrived at Green Lake Mountain’s main sect three days ago.

During these three days, he had been required to stay in this room without leaving from the moment he woke up.

The room was suffused with a faint, indescribable fragrance, from the walls to the floor and all the items within.

A strange and mystical feeling constantly permeated Lin Xin’s heart.

It made him increasingly feel that his injuries were healing quickly, and even his soul was undergoing subtle and strange changes.

He put down the Immortal Path Secret Record in his hand.

Lin Xin then picked up another set of books brought by his Honored Master, Dragon Snake.

The books were jade green; every page was made of jade, and each character flickered with faint green luminescence, exceptionally precious.

This was the most precious secret tome in all of Green Lake Mountain.

The title of the book was Qing Shan Chronicles.

’Myriad Realms traverse, though the Reincarnation perishes, I have no regrets!’

The first page was just this sentence, clearly engraved with runes and secret scripts.

’——Immortal Path Pioneer, Record by Lu Youzhi.’

"Lu Youzhi?"

Lin Xin had never heard this name before.

"That is the name of the First-Generation Demon God King, it’s normal that you haven’t heard of it."

The door opened, and his Honored Master, Dragon Snake, walked in slowly, followed by an elder with white hair and beard.

"Greetings, Honored Master, greetings, senior!"

Lin Xin quickly got up to pay his respects.

"No need for such formality." Jiuqu Immortal Elder looked at Lin Xin approvingly.

"Just a few hundred years and you’ve already crossed the Earth Immortal level, truly deserving the best treatment your master interceded for."

"Senior speaks the truth."

Lin Xin looked puzzled at Dragon Snake.

"Sit down first. The old man has brought some fine tea, this time it’s a treat for you and your master." Jiuqu Immortal Elder rarely looked so pleased. Having connected with a potential Heavenly Venerable and saved him once was a significant networking success.

Moreover, with Dragon Snake having such a highly potential disciple, who seemed to also have a promising future, made him even happier.

The three exchanged pleasantries and then each took a seat.

Lin Xin sat beside, while Dragon Snake and Jiuqu sat opposite each other, showing equal status.

Jiuqu began preparing the tea, taking out the tea leaves and spring water and setting up the tea set. As he slowly began to make the tea, he explained with a smile.

"The First-Generation Demon God King was a towering figure of our human race. This book was indeed recorded by a disciple closely associated with him during his lifetime."

"Lu Youzhi, also known as Stop and Gain Wealth, so it’s him," Dragon Snake exclaimed.

Lin Xin also began to understand some things from the side.

"Now, let’s discuss the overall situation we’re in. A great calamity is approaching; we can’t let you slowly figure things out anymore, otherwise, it might be too late," said Jiuqu Immortal Elder with a smile.

Though confused, both master and disciple still sat calmly, listening attentively.

Jiuqu Immortal Elder became serious.

"In the current universe, led by our Green Lake Mountain, the forces of the Human Race, Demon Race, Evil Gods, and Void creatures divide the Myriad Realms into four great powers."

"The Demon Race wants to free the original Demon God King, so Song Danhao continuously unseals the Evil God King, using his own power to destroy the long-weakening essence of the Evil God King. This is both a good method to kill the Evil God King and the only way to reclaim the power of the Demon God King’s origin," he explained, pausing briefly.

"The Evil Gods, being disunited, are not to be feared and are a forgotten history. Without a leader, the Demon Race can only coexist peacefully with the Human Race, lacking the strength to compete."

"It’s only the Void creatures! Every Army Master of the Thirty-Three Heavens is an absolute dominant existence. Immortal and undying, eternally suspended in the Void. They are the biggest threat!"

"The current problem is that Shadow City has somehow colluded with the Void Demon Spirits, becoming a vanguard force that constantly entangles us, leaving our major forces unable to prepare for the great calamity."

"Void Demon Spirits, are they the root of the great calamity?"

Dragon Snake asked with furrowed brows.

"To be precise, it’s not the Void Demon Spirits; they too are just a part being manipulated."

The origin stems from the thirty-three great Army Masters. Ever since the thirty-three realms were discovered, we have strived with all our might, through collaboration and ingenious strategies, to consecutively eliminate several Primordial Army Masters. Each eradication of an Army Master was a major calamity," the Jiuqu Immortal Elder exclaimed.

"These thirty-three Army Masters, each capable of ceaselessly generating a distinctive Demon Origin that destroys and pollutes everything.

This Demon Origin belongs to no known force but instinctively wrecks the architecture of the spacetime system. If the Demon Origin is not cleared periodically, it will provoke a massive disaster across the Myriad Realms, sparing hardly anyone alive."

Upon hearing this, Lin Xin now understood.

The mere existence of these Void Heavenly Demon Army Masters in this world is a sin, and thus other beings have joined forces in an attempt to annihilate them.

But they are too powerful, so only a fraction of them has been barely killed up to now.

If they are not killed, every once in a while the great cosmic void will automatically initiate a purification process to eliminate more and more noxious substances, namely the so-called Army Master’s Demon Origin.

"The thirty-three days’ Army Masters...." At this moment, Long She also understood the crux of the matter. Such a secret, only the highest echelons were privy to. He too found his mind reeling in shock.

"No wonder.... no wonder the Human and Demon Races have always maintained a semi-cooperative state," he mused.

"No wonder the Void Demon Spirits relentlessly attack, rushing to slaughter the Human Race...."

Lin Xin also lamented.

"Indeed." Jiuqu Immortal Elder nodded.

"Initially, there were no separate Human and Demon Races, just one lineage of cultivators. It was only later due to differing ideologies that they divided into two paths.

The First-Generation Demon God King, once led six Immortal Powerhouses who followed him out of reverence, was the first to slay the first day’s Heavenly Demon Army Master, Yuan Kuting. Unfortunately, after being tainted with the essence of the Army Master, he perished in a great calamity.

At that time, the Path of Humanity was in decay, with Evil Gods and Demons dominating the realms. The Human Race suffered unbearably, living no better than pigs and dogs.

Thus, the two remaining Immortal Powerhouses vowed to follow the Demon God King’s will to perpetually eradicate the thirty-three days’ Army Masters as their life’s mission, supporting a realm for the Humans to thrive!"

"Unfortunately...." Jiuqu Immortal Elder sighed.

"Unfortunately what?" Long She inquired with a sigh.

"Unfortunately, they ultimately failed. Both great beings completely perished, falling in a deadly battle with the fifth-day Army Master."

"Truly wise and valiant!" Long She’s hand slapped the armrest of his seat, emotional.

"Yes.... The situation is now thus. The great calamity is near, and the Army Masters will also launch their final assault. They will not sit idly by as their Demon Origin is eradicated. Rather, they will absorb souls through slaughter and death, lessening their losses during the calamity," Jiuqu Immortal Elder said gravely.

"We have lived for over a hundred thousand years, and that’s been enough; many of us fear we may not survive this calamity. The matters of the future shall depend on you younger ones."

He said, a smile then spreading across his face.

Originally, he had placed his ideas and hopes on his own disciples, but he never expected a Realm Master, who had completely lost hope and potential, to suddenly shine anew and break through to Heavenly Immortal. This greatly alleviated his pressure.

"However, before lifting up the Holy Land, I am but a slightly stronger Earth Immortal," Long She said with a smile, shaking his head.

"That’s easy. I have already cleared a star domain for you at Green Lake Mountain, to offer your Holy Land a star free of any disturbance," Jiuqu Immortal Elder added.

"So, when will the ritual take place?"

Long She inquired further.

"In half a month, at nine in the morning."

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Half a month later...

The Green Lake Mountain headquarters.

Among the emerald green mountain mid-waist, enveloped in mist, a group of priests in white robes were stepping on small stones to cross a creek, following the riverbank upward.

With numerous spirit and immortal beasts in the mountain, as the group passed, golden fish leisurely appeared in the creek, curiously watching them with their big eyes.

A few snow-white cranes strolled along the shallow riverbank.

A white squirrel the size of an elephant, eyes fierce, clutched a large chestnut, intently watching these strange outsiders.

"It’s good we managed to return in time today. I heard that an Elder Realm Master at the Academy, who previously had no potential, recently sprung a surprise by suddenly sprinting forward, breaking through to the Heavenly Venerable level!" said a woman in the second row of white-clad people in a low voice.

"I wonder if they called us back for this reason."

The leader of the group, a strikingly handsome young man with a cool demeanor, merely responded with a non-committal grunt, continuing to lead the way.

"Brother Wei Ning, do you think Lord Feng Panjun also received the recall order? I wonder what level he has reached now," said the petite and lovely woman, intently looking towards the leading young man.

Wei Ning belonged to the same reincarnation cycle of five individuals from Green Lake Mountain as Feng Panjun, being one of the top talents in the Winter of the Golden Crown section of the Six Divisions.

After cultivating for fifteen hundred years in his previous life and dissolving, he awakened in his reincarnation and had been cultivating for eight hundred years, now at the Earth Immortal level.

Overseeing the entirety of Green Lake Mountain, only two people could surpass him.

One of them was Feng Panjun.

Mentioning his old rival, Wei Ning narrowed his eyes.

"After so many years of cultivation, why is your mind still so cluttered? Is comparing yourself to others meaningful? With that time, you might as well refine your own lifebound magic artifact more."

"The artifacts have all been given to my granddaughter," the woman chuckled, "I’m only six thousand five hundred years old this year, and that little one insists on calling me old grandma. Am I that old? To shut her up, I was completely swindled out of my artifacts."

She then teasingly smiled at Wei Ning.

"Brother Wei Ning, as a master of artifact refining, why not take out a thousand or so items for us to share, as a reward for us hardworking junior brothers and sisters!"

"Forget about it."

Wei Ning remained expressionless.