Eternal Swordmaster
Chapter 744 - 739 Shuttle One

Chapter 744: Chapter 739 Shuttle One

Green Lake Mountain Headquarters.

"The four Dao Ancestors have already gone ahead to intercept the fifth Heavenly Realm’s Army Master."

Long Snake and Jiuqu Immortal Elder walked side by side on the edge of the Green Lotus Pool, both with solemn expressions.

"Two more Dao Ancestors went to intercept the City Lord of Shadow City. Aside from us, there’s no one else to guard the headquarters.

This time, we have mobilized the full strength of our Green Lake Mountain.

Under the great calamity, no one can escape; at most, we can only delay it."

Jiuqu looked at Long Snake with concern.

"Long Snake, you need to think carefully, the karma of your disciple is his own, even if you can block it for him temporarily, it will continue eventually.

This might instead affect you."

"No matter, I just want to give them a bit more room to grow," Long Snake said with a calm smile. "The great calamity has arrived, and every bit of strength we retain offers an extra chance for survival. As their master, that’s all I can do."

"Sigh... Your efforts are indeed painstaking," Jiuqu Immortal Elder sighed, his mind still pondering where to find a seedling capable of breaking through ten points of Immortal Light during their upgrade.

He had searched for a long time but still hadn’t found such a genius within Green Lake Mountain.

Yet the instructions from the grandmaster were extremely crucial.

During this great calamity, it was the Earth Immortal seedlings who break through ten points of Immortal Light that were the real protagonists.

"An Earth Immortal capable of breaking through ten points of Immortal Light... Such a being, I’m afraid, can only be achieved by someone with great fortune and fate," he thought to himself, planning to reluctantly check on the progress of his fellow senior brothers.

As these thoughts passed through his mind, a patch of green clouds suddenly lit up above the Green Lotus Pool.

A streak of red light accompanied by the sound of jade clashing shot out from the water and soared into the sky.

The moment Long Snake and the other person saw this light, their expressions subtly changed.

"It’s time for us to head to the front lines."

Jiuqu Immortal Elder let out a sigh.

It was soldier against soldier, general against general; now that they had entered the fray, they were surely there to confront their counterparts of equal strength from the other side.

This battle was bound to be arduous, and it was uncertain how much time it would consume. A confrontation at the Heavenly Venerable level or even higher is not something that can be resolved quickly.

A great battle is measured in years.

"Let’s go, this is going to be a bitter fight."

Long Snake too had a serious expression, nodding slightly.

Both of them took out a White Jade Ruyi and lightly tossed them forward.

Instantly, two Light Gates appeared and unfolded.

One after the other, they swiftly entered the Light Gates.

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In the third Abyss.

Countless black floating islands shaped like skulls drifted in the warmth.

A giant cyan-green Flying Battleship cruised slowly through the blood-red sky.

Halos of light from above the battleship shone down, illuminating the black and withered ground below.

"The Holy Dao prevails forever! Immortal Melody resounds!!!"

Thousands of cultivators from the Research Academy, arranged in neat formations on the surface of the battleship, cried out in unison.

The Great Purity Light gathered into a beam.

Research Academy Chief, Nine Rings Dao Ancestor, slowly appeared amidst the chanting.

Behind him spun nine white metallic rings, each inscribed with a mysterious symbol.

Enveloped in a white auspicious light, he held a horsetail whisk in his hand and gently sprinkled it downward.

Instantly, numerous Great Purity Lights scattered, falling like meteors toward the ground below.

Every clump of Great Purity Light that struck the earth transformed the once black and withered land into a green and verdant meadow.

Almost at the same time, in countless places throughout the third Abyss, innumerable cultivators from Green Lake Mountain’s Research Academy summoned and concentrated projections of Dao Ancestor incarnations, scattering countless Great Purity Lights, purifying and destroying the tainted land of the entire third Abyss.

Deep within the earth, myriad dark silhouettes rapidly emerged and shot out of the Abyss.

Four shadow Divine Beasts.

The Shadow Dragon, Shadow Phoenix, Shadow Tiger, and Shadow Xuanwu, each burst forth from the Abyss, their massive bodies, thousands of miles large, roaring up to the heavens.

After that, two giant black figures with spines of shadows on their backs crawled out from beneath the earth, their oppressive might even greater than that of the four Heavenly Venerable-level shadow Divine Beasts.

Finally, a peculiar figure surrounded by a wheel of flowers rose from between the two large black figures.

Behind this figure spun nine floral wheels, each of a different color.

Half-bodied male, half female; half dignified, half charming.

"Master of the Four Seasons!"

"Immortal Melody Ancestor..."

These two immensely powerful beings met each other’s gaze through their divine thoughts.

The massive fluctuations of Spiritual Light fiercely rubbed against each other, and the vast, almost boundless land of the third Abyss trembled and split with intensity.

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Within countless minor worlds.

The Four Seas Fairy Mountains, the Illusory Sea Pole, and other sects led other mid- to small-sized immortal Taoist cultivators in suppressing the forces within their territory.

Yet they could not stop the tide of demonic power triggered by the great calamity.

In the Mortal Realm and other worlds alike, all Demon Spirits became increasingly frenzied.

Both their numbers and strength grew day by day while nature’s spiritual energy was suppressed to a lower concentration.

Beneath the great calamity, countless Demon Spirits caused chaos, and the warfare between Taoists and Demon Spirits could be seen everywhere.

The common people suffered heavy casualties as a result.

The Mortal Realm was in such a state, and not far away in the Void, the Demon Realm was similar.

The current Great Demon Gods were leading armies out to war and slaughter.

The situation there was even worse. The Demon Race naturally had weak reproduction, and under the siege of the limitless Void Demon Spirits, countless Demon Gods fell in battle.

Within just a few days, the whole Demon Race was on the brink of extinction.

If Song Danhao hadn’t returned at the critical moment, unlocked the seal within him, suppressed a great number of Void Demon Spirits, and repelled the Army Master of the Fourth Heavenly Realm, the entire Demon Race might have completely succumbed.

But Song Danhao himself had also suffered grave injuries and lay unconscious.

The Buddha Domain, positioned in a triangular formation, was doing slightly better than the Demon Realm. Still, countless Arhat Bodhisattvas perished.

The loss of soldier cultivators was in the billions.

The entire area of the Buddha Domain was compressed to a third of its original size.

Three Buddha Ancestors joined forces and, fighting desperately, wounded the Second Heaven’s Army Master, barely managing to make it retreat.

Under this great calamity, the power of the Void Demon Spirits surged. Their number was nearly infinite, and they had completely lost all reason, becoming nothing but war machines driven to slaughter.

After the full engagement of Green Lake Mountain.

The Soul Sect also took action. Two Spirit Masters stood forward to block the Second Heaven’s Army Master. The Soul Sect, together with several cross-realm major sects, launched a joint offensive, facing the Second Heaven’s 693 billion-strong Void Army.

The slaughter was happening almost every moment, a frenzy of constant combat.

Countless soldier cultivators and demon spirits fought over every inch of land; every inch of the Void near the defensive line was piled high with countless bodies and soul fragments.

In countless small worlds, there were struggles against the Demon Spirits of all races.

In the midst of such a vast war across myriad realms, the Evil God Kings seized the opportunity to quietly reveal their fangs and slowly tear off the seals they bore.

The Human Race had almost no combat power to patrol and restrain them.

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Ding!

Lin Xin slowly took a deep breath.

What he smelled was a faintly fresh and fragrant scent.

Opening his eyes, he saw a quiet and serene meditation chamber in front of him.

On the ground, there was a half-human-high incense burner, inside of which a bundle of light yellow calming incense sticks was lit.

"This is..." he frowned, standing up from the ground.

The last thing he remembered was someone praying to him through the Gate of Illusions, promising him everything if only he would avenge them.

As an Earth Immortal Cultivator, he could not fully enter this world now.

He had only propelled his pure soul through the mask, traversing worlds and descending to this place.

With this thought, Lin Xin looked at his hands.

His arms were thin and bony, not his own hands at all.

"It seems my soul has entered the body of this dealmaker. Such heavy resentment, the guy must have died not long ago, yet was able to ignite the Gate of Illusions with his bitter soul."

With a slight movement of his spiritual sense, he found traces and retroactively pieced together the entire story.

"It seems I’ve entered this person’s flesh. However, that’s fine. As an Earth Immortal currently descending directly, the space of this world would probably strongly reject me, and it might even trigger extremely unstable natural disasters."

He had come in search of World Boundary Stones and the world’s origin, not to cause destruction.

Thump, thump, thump! Thump, thump, thump!

Suddenly, the door was violently knocked upon.

"Daddy! Daddy!!" A young girl’s voice came from outside.

"Hurry and open the door! Daddy!!"

Lin Xin’s mind moved, intending to use spiritual energy to open the door, but to his surprise, there was no response.

His heart jolted with surprise.

"Another world with a scarcity of spiritual energy?"

One quick sweep with his spiritual sense, and he understood where he now was.

In haste, he stood up and went to open the door.

With a creak, the door opened.

Outside stood a pretty young woman dressed in a white suit, wearing a round top hat, looking at him indignantly.

"You run off to meditate in a Taoist temple without a word!? And at your age, talking about practicing Qigong, all this mumbo-jumbo, having practiced for decades yet still of no use whatsoever!?" she exclaimed in a scolding voice.

Memories from this body quickly began to flood Lin Xin’s mind.

"I’ve told you before! It’s the age of large cannons and rifles; all those incoherent things, the dregs of what you do, even if you perfect it, can it withstand a bullet?"

The young woman’s face was flushed with urgency as she spoke.

Memories were rapidly assimilated.

Lin Xin’s heart began to tremble.

The world before him was experiencing the Industrial Revolution!

Similar to ancient Huaxia, this small world found itself invaded by powerful nations due to its isolationist policies, now in a state of national emergency.

Cannons and warships were arriving, making the longspears and broadswords utterly defenseless, forcing them to sign humiliating treaties.

The body Lin Xin was inhabiting belonged to a man known as Chen Ji.

He was an academic obsessed with the practices of Taoist Qigong from a young age and had discovered a lost manual, devoting twenty years to hard practice to achieve some cultivation, but due to the scarcity of Heaven and Earth’s Elemental Energy, was unable to demonstrate any special abilities.

His family, his daughter included, did not believe in any of that Taoist mumbo-jumbo he spoke of. His daughter, who had studied abroad, was even more critical of him – accusing him of inaction in the face of national disaster, holding onto antiquated superstitions instead of taking action.

Chen Ji had one daughter and two sons, all under twenty-one.

His wife had died earlier because of an accident, being taken by someone practicing Qigong to threaten him into surrendering his Qigong technique.

He had given up the technique in agony, only to learn that his wife had already been killed.