Eternal Swordmaster
Chapter 766 - 761 Origin Earth I

Chapter 766: Chapter 761 Origin Earth I

In the year 267 of Great Xia, October.

The Taoist Sect unified, with Taoist Lord Lieshan, the Sect Master, assuming the position of the One True Monarch.

At the same time, he dispatched many Divine Generals under his command to search the world for any possible heavenly materials and earthly treasures.

The Corpse King Jidu was captured by him and taken back to the Lake Mountain Sect without any news.

With Lu Li at the forefront, the numerous Divine Generals were unrivaled, leading teams of Lake Mountain Sect disciples and special squads to suppress rebellions all over the world.

For a time in Great Xia, nearly every day countless telegrams summarizing the bloody slaughter of all resistors by the Divine Generals from various places were transmitted back.

People from demon-subduing noble families like Yuan Xiaojing then fully realized the terrifying aspect of the Taoist Lord of Lake Mountain Sect.

The Corpse King Jidu was captured and unable to escape, and for a time the Taoist Sect flourished greatly, with countless Taoist priests from various temples coming forward to join the Lake Mountain Sect, but apart from a few who were truly talented and capable, the rest were excluded.

In the central part of Great Xia, there were countless subordinates of Jidu causing chaos, launching zombie attacks on people around them, and assaulting the mountain gate of Lake Mountain Sect in an attempt to rescue the Corpse King Jidu.

But it was to no avail, as a disciple who walked out from within the sect easily suppressed and slaughtered them.

Three hundred corpse generals were all sealed and brought into the sect as research subjects.

Other corpse generals hid in human society, inciting local warlords to excavate ancient tombs, releasing four major Yaksha corpse generals who massacred two small cities.

The Lake Mountain Sect issued a kill order, and the four major Yaksha corpse generals were slain that very night, their bones turned to dust, consumed alive by a disciple of Lake Mountain Sect.

It seemd as if the world turned overnight from an ordinary and unremarkable world into a fantastic space filled with Immortal Laws and Dao Techniques.

In an instant, there were many who sought immortality and the Dao.

Countless foreign concessions were reclaimed, and not a single country from across the ocean dared to protest.

The unsealing of Jidu directly destroyed a major city, such a grand gesture was beyond the imagination of ordinary people.

Many experts and scholars went to study the ruins of the city but could not figure out the reason, as there were no survivors in that city, all witnesses were completely eradicated.

Their methods were so cruel, they simply annihilated humanity.

However, until it was clear what methods Great Xia used, the powers that be didn’t dare to make a move.

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Lake Mountain Sect, Qing Lake Mountain.

Qing Lake Mountain was one of the newly established mountain gates of Lake Mountain Sect, and was also the location of its main sect.

The mountain was over six thousand meters high and at the peak, a grey-white Taoist Palace stood quietly.

Inside the Taoist Palace, there was no one, only many disciples guarding the outside, their expressions solemn.

Lin Xin, clad in a feather-white Taoist Robe with delicate jade-colored patterns, sat calmly in front of a large bronze cauldron.

On the body of the cauldron, faint white light symbols blinked on and off.

Underneath, black and red flames burned rootlessly, continuously searing the bottom of the cauldron.

Lin Xin looked peaceful, his eyes half open and half closed, as if he was dozing off.

Phut!

Suddenly, the flames under the cauldron leapt violently.

With a bang, the lid shot up half a meter, and a black head ferociously emerged, its arms struggling as they clawed at the edge of the cauldron.

"I... am undying!!"

The head’s eyes were piercingly bright as it fixated on Lin Xin in front of the cauldron, trying to break free.

"It’s about time...collect."

Lin Xin slightly opened his eyes and said a word.

Bang!

The cauldron lid slammed down hard, its white runic patterns starting to shine brightly.

At the same time, the flames at the bottom surged wildly, and the temperature of the cauldron suddenly became extremely hot.

The walls of the Taoist Palace, engraved with heat-resistant Talisman Formations, began to crack widely under the strain.

These formations, capable of withstanding terriying temperatures of tens of thousands of degrees, were actually being baked to the point of cracking here.

Lin Xin pointed a finger at the cauldron.

A circle of space twisted immediately, ribbon-like, encircling the cauldron and sinking it with great force.

Jidu desperately supported the lid, attempting to climb out, but the lid’s power was immeasurably strong, and the temperature below began to rise swiftly.

At first, he thought it was just high heat, but then he noticed something was amiss.

The heat was oddly mingled with freezing cold, along with a malevolent, twisted, and violent inexplicable presence.

Gradually, his body, which he always believed to be undying and indestructible, began to melt and turn black.

"Heavenly Fire!"

Lin Xin’s eyes were indifferent as he pointed again.

Whoo!

Suddenly, the flames below the cauldron flared with a trace of silver, as if countless silver runes were frothing and boiling within it.

Now Jidu’s body melted even faster. His entire skin began to rapidly turn into mush-like liquid, dripping down.

Bang!

He desperately resisted the pressure of the lid, but the horrific force continued to press him back down into the cauldron.

For some reason, Jidu, who had never felt a sense of crisis for so many years, suddenly felt an overwhelming sense of danger.

"No!!!!"

He began to struggle desperately, but it was futile; the lid of the cauldron continued to press down firmly.

"No!!!! I am the Corpse King, Jidu! I am undying!!!!"

He roared, but unable to break free with the formations encircling and Lin Xin presiding, he was helpless.

In the end, the lid smashed down hard and closed tightly.

The silver-black flames soared. Inside, bubbling sounds of struggle continued to emerge.

Lin Xin’s face flickered uncertainly in the firelight.

Time passed slowly.

One day went by, then two days.

Ten days... twenty days... fifty days!!!

On the fifty-third day,

Lin Xin, who had been sitting motionless in front of the cauldron, slowly stood up.

Boom!!!

The lid of the cauldron burst open suddenly, and a mass of black liquid mixed with dark gold shot out, attempting to escape.

"Stop."

Lin Xin uttered sharply.

Instantly, the liquid sphere floated motionless in mid-air, all its twisting and writhing in vain.

With a wave of his hand, a hair-thin filament separated from the sphere and shot into Lin Xin’s palm at high speed.

He closely examined the black and silver thread, letting it coalesce into a droplet in his hand.

Then he raised his hand and gently drew it in.

Hiss...

An exhilarating sensation of near-celestial bliss surged through him.

The black liquid, jelly-like, was instantaneously sucked into his mouth.

Below Lin Xin’s feet, the Earth Immortal Light of his position spread out slowly, with over two hundred points of Immortal Light swirling and dancing within.

"This is the essence... the very essence I’ve been seeking!"

He lowered his hand, feeling his cultivation level rocketing wildly within him, spinning and rising.

After reaching the sixth rank in the Green Yuan Decision, to break through to the Origin Earth, one needs to absorb the essence of the world and refine it slowly and patiently.

But with Lin Xin’s formidable foundation as an Earth Immortal, the world essence he’d just absorbed was completely digested in a single breath.

His ability to consume and digest was countless times that of a regular Earth Immortal.

"The world’s essence... So, by killing and refining those who possess the essence, I can also directly plunder and absorb it. Then, I can take advantage of the great calamity to roam and kill Earth Immortals in the Origin Earth Realm, feasting on the essence within them," Lin Xin thought.

With this thought in mind, he gestured with his hand again, and the head-sized mass of black and silver essence directly flew over to him, landing in front of him as he touched it with his hand.

Innumerable world essences flowed rapidly into the palm of his hand, bringing an indescribable sense of ultimate bliss and exhilaration.

Even someone like Lin Xin, with an extremely strong will, couldn’t help feeling ethereal and transcendent, ****!

For a moment, he seemed to faintly see a red ocean rippling around him.

The water, as thick as red ink, sent out waves of laughter, joy, excitement, and... plea.

"What is this...?"

Lin Xin suddenly came back to his senses. His Sword of Joy, which had remained silent thus far, was slowly showing signs of taking form.

"Hee hee hee hee hee..."

A multitude of eerie laughter echoed through the air around him.

One by one, ghastly white smiling masks appeared faintly in the space around him.

"What is this...!?"

As Lin Xin reveled in the strong pleasure brought on by the devouring of the world essence, a thorough shock ran through him. He carefully discerned what the emerging white masks were.

"I see, I never found the right direction... The power of joy... it requires more than just ordinary joy!"

He keenly sensed his surroundings, peculiar, desperate, bewildered, and mixed with the pleasurable pain.

These emotional powers seemed to be summoned by the world essence, converging from all directions, coalescing into several white smiling masks in this Taoist Palace, swirling and dancing around Lin Xin.

Each mask had only three curved slits, forming the simplest of smiling faces.

"Hee hee hee hee..."

"Hee hee hee hee!!"

Waves of creepy laughter reverberated around Lin Xin’s ears.

"No wonder... Xia said that practicing the Supreme Jiuyue Divine Wind Sword to an advanced level could lead to self-destruction. Now it seems, it doesn’t look much like a Righteous Path sword technique at all."

Lin Xin slightly frowned, but the best sword technique for him that he had at hand was this set, despite its oddities. The Green Lake Mountain was not of a pure Righteous Path anyway, inclusive of both orthodox and heterodox practices.

As long as it had formidable power, everything else could be ignored.

As for potential risks, he didn’t believe his well-forged spirit and will could be swayed into suicide by any sword technique.

"I remember the process when the Sword of Joy was about to take form before."

Lin Xin glanced at his attribute panel and indeed it had undergone Skill Manifestation.

He directly clicked on the skill with his mind and began to refine the Sword of Joy over and over.

The Sword of Joy, for a general Earth Immortal, requires capturing the fleeting touch of emotion, only within that profound and enigmatic state can the true refining begin, and even then, the success rate is extremely low.

But Lin Xin was different. He had accidentally succeeded once, and with a second Skill Manifestation, it was effortless.

Other Earth Immortals might spend decades or centuries to reach his level.

And their success rate would still be far less than his.

"This is the true terror of my attribute abilities."

Lin Xin felt a great amount of the force of joy being gathered and absorbed, beginning to coalesce inside him into a transparent, yet ethereal, pink longsword.

A sense of inexplicable melancholy washed over his heart.

This Sword of Joy was different from ordinary longswords; while others were straight, it had a crescent curve at the blade’s tip, much like a sickle.

The blade itself naturally bore a creepy white smiling face, unsettling to any onlooker.