Eternal Swordmaster
Chapter 772 - 767 Great Saint 1

Chapter 772: Chapter 767 Great Saint 1

The blade’s light neared.

Lin Xin’s body slowly drifted upward, as Xing Pengfei’s massive form and the light from his blade almost completely enshrouded him.

Clang!!

The sword light was unsheathed from behind.

An eerie, playful laughter spread out.

Clang!!!

The sword and the blade collided, and a tangible shockwave exploded with a bang.

The air, the space, all that was tangible, was instantly squeezed out and erupted.

A golden crack, like an eye, violently split open between the two—actually opening up an entrance to the Fifth Heavenly Realm’s space.

Golden seawater surged in fiercely, and the whole Desert Sea World began to tremble and shake, as the earth cracked open.

The wind and sand quickly died down, and black spiderweb-like cracks appeared in the space, looking like glaze that could shatter at any moment.

The light twisted, and in the midst of their fierce battle, there was only darkness left; even the light was destroyed, unable to exist.

All physical laws were twisted and shattered, leaving only the most pure force colliding.

"Happy? Are you delighted?"

A bizarre, shrill voice came from the darkness.

Boom!!

Soon after, Xing Pengfei’s massive body was suddenly sent flying backward. His complexion was frenzied, blood trickled from the corner of his mouth, yet there was an excited look in his eyes as he stared in the direction of Lin Xin.

"Interesting!"

"In my heart, the world is filled with joy."

Lin Xin slowly lifted his sword, emerging from the darkness.

He was enshrouded in a layer of gray-white bone shell, revealing only his left eye on his face, and wisps of white smoke continuously wafted from behind him.

Most bizarre of all, the longsword he was holding was twisting!

The white smiling face engraved on the blade was emitting a continuous, shrill, eerie laughter.

"Laugh! Be happy! Then go die!"

The smiling face on the sword screamed.

"Supreme Elder’s Jiuyue Divine Wind Sword... I didn’t expect that you would genuinely master this swordsmanship..."

Excitement and bloodthirst surfaced in Xing Pengfei’s eyes.

"I have once crossed swords with several other cultivators of this technique from Green Lake Mountain, but I was utterly disappointed. Because... what they mastered was merely the surface."

He stood upright, his twin blades thunderously landing on the ground beside him.

All around him, countless dust particles condensed into clusters, slowly floating around him. Thin black electric arcs fissured and emerged nearby.

Space fragments like glaze, wrapped with dust, formed into spheres.

Large and small spheres of black and yellow trembled and floated around.

He picked up his blades again, slowly walking toward Lin Xin.

"This is Armored Transformation, eh... Two thousand six hundred years ago, I fought against the last swordsman who had mastered the Joyful Sword. Unfortunately... he was too weak..."

He shook his head and sighed.

Swoosh!

With a swift step, Xing Pengfei teleported next to Lin Xin. His massive body moved with a speed and agility that defied his size, rapidly striking out with his twin blades around Lin Xin.

Lin Xin raised his lone sword with one hand.

Clang!

The dull sound of their clash reverberated.

Clang clang clang clang clang!!!

In less than a second, they exchanged blows over ten thousand times like a tempest.

The entire surrounding ground shattered into the black space of the Second Heavenly Realm.

The golden seawater of the Fifth Heavenly Realm surged continuously on one side. Everything was trembling and shaking.

This world was already on the brink of collapse; in the very center of the vast desert, a large mass of black spheres was rapidly spreading, revealing the scope of the Second Heavenly Realm where the world had broken.

And within the Second Heavenly Realm, even more golden cracks were splitting open. These eye-like golden fissures hung in mid-air, continuously trickling down golden seawater. They spread along with the expansion of the black space.

Streams of golden waterfalls flowed down, corroding and dissolving all sand and dust.

This was the Golden Ganoderma Water, capable of dissolving anything without a soul; even the slightly weaker would be eroded by it.

Bi Luo and other cultivators scattered far away in retreat. They were lucky. Only the delicate female cultivator was affected, enduring a gash on her back.

At this moment, the three of them watched the terrifying spectacle at the heart of the black sphere, their hearts pounding as the two shadows fought frantically.

"This is beyond the realm of Human Immortals!!"

One of them cried out in terror.

"This is... a higher level of realm!!"

Bi Luo bit her lip, greedily and intently staring at the battle. She didn’t even realize that her eyes were bleeding slightly from watching too hard. This was due to looking at something far above her level, which caused damage to her eyes.

The Venerables and the other high-level experts from Shadow City were all dispersed and floating in mid-air, watching the center with grave expressions.

"Do you see his foundation of business and cultivation?"

"Once he reveals his foundation, strike immediately and crush him."

"Understood!"

Several people were exchanging thoughts telepathically.

They knew that an Earth Immortal would not reveal their divine weapons unless they were in a desperate situation; after all, such important items could at best enhance their power by thirty percent if revealed. But once defeated, the Land for God Worship would collapse along with it, leaving no chance for rebirth.

However, there was always the unforeseen.

"Supreme Elder Jiuyue Divine Wind Sword...." the Venerable narrowed his eyes and said, "Even if he has mastered such a Supreme Sword Art, his essence still fundamentally falls short of a Great Saint’s. The sword art can only make up for some of the gap, which is a pity, as it’s still not enough."

"Within a hundred breaths, he’s bound to lose!"

"The Venerable speaks the truth."

Shivering inwardly, the others rapidly agreed.

Although they said this, witnessing the aftermath of the clash between the Great Saint and Lin Xin, each of them couldn’t help but feel terrified.

Even though the battle had just begun, the strength they had unleashed had already greatly surpassed that of a primary rank Earth Immortal.

Even a Candle Earth Immortal would be no more impressive!

Unconsciously, each of them placed themselves in the battle scenario, simulating what the outcome would be if they were to face Lin Xin as the opponent.

But the answer they arrived at sent a chill down their own spines.

"Heavenly Command!!"

In the center of the black sphere, Xing Pengfei bellowed, as the giant shadow behind him suddenly swelled to over a hundred meters and threw a ferocious punch at Lin Xin’s head.

Boom!

Lin Xin raised his sword to block, and the sword named Joy let out a scream, emitting a tangible ring of sound waves that spread outwards.

Lin Xin was sent flying backward, spitting out a mouthful of blood. But behind him, a large amount of white smoke, as if alive, formed a wall to firmly brace him, preventing him from being flung too far.

Where the sound waves from Joy reached, everything was pulverized to dust.

Xing Pengfei’s expression changed subtly as he felt something like an insect trying to bore into his soul at the instant he heard the sound waves.

"Explode!!!"

He roared, charging forward again to deliver a powerful punch.

The previous Joy had been completely smashed by such a brute force.

In an instant, the Heavenly Extreme Nine Revolutions Mysterious Skill was pushed to its peak; his eyes flashed with a black and silver hue, his armor grew thicker, and black whirlpools resembling seashells appeared on his fists, with countless silver lights twinkling within them.

Boom!

The fist smashed straight into Joy again, only to be met with an even stronger scream of sound waves.

Lin Xin, bracing against the sword, was knocked backward, his body arched as his legs carved pitch-black, scorched marks on the ground.

"It’s useless," came a shrill, mocking laugh from beneath his bone mask. "As long as you can’t shatter Joy, every time you hit it, it absorbs the force you exert and augments my power with an equivalent of ten percent of the might in your strike...."

With their rapid exchanges not dropping below hundreds of thousands in the blink of an eye, Joy had already accumulated a terrifying amount of energy.

The immense, dreadful energy, compressed within the sword, would’ve caused an ordinary Joy to explode on the spot.

But Lin Xin was different, his sword had attributes augmented and strengthened, its hardness and regeneration far surpassed that of Joy of the same level and realm.

A primary rank Supreme Elder Jiuyue Divine Wind Sword was, through attribute augmentation, terrifyingly enhanced to an incredible level.

Without shattering Joy, there was no way to break the power augmentation it provided to Lin Xin.

And the sword that kept increasing in strength would cause Lin Xin’s overall power to experience an ever more horrifying boost.

He himself hadn’t expected it to go so smoothly or for the effects to be so abnormal.

The amplification of Joy seemed endless and had now augmented power equivalent to half of his own cultivation.

Truth be told, his cultivation level was not as high as Xing Pengfei’s.

And yet, he was able to hold steadfast against his opponent’s increasingly strong assaults.

"Something’s wrong! What you have is no longer Joy...."

Xing Pengfei also realized this, his expression growing solemn.

He had underestimated his opponent a bit earlier, not expecting to give him such an easy time to accumulate power.

"No, it truly is the Supreme Elder Jiuyue Divine Wind Sword; indeed I didn’t expect you to utilize this extremely potent sword art to such an extent."

He slowly brought his twin swords together, and incredibly, the two blades quickly fused into one.

"But, the game is over.

My Heavenly Extreme Nine Revolutions is also one of the strongest Cultivation Techniques of Shadow City, invoking destiny and the pinnacle of nine revolutions! Within a single breath, my strength can surge hundreds of times over."

This was the true foundation of his status as a Great Saint, and the powerful trump card that gave him the confidence to face the Heavenly Venerable without yielding.

An increase of hundreds of times in strength within a single breath, such terrifying power was enough to annihilate everything.

"Had you encountered others, perhaps they truly would have had no way to handle you, but unfortunately for you, you met me...."

Xing Pengfei held his great sword upright, drawing all the black qi into his body without leaving a trace.

At the same time, not just the black qi but all the light around him and even the sand and spatial fragments were rapidly devoured and absorbed by him.

Without any light, those around could only see him gradually transforming into a pitch-black silhouette.

Lin Xin remained standing in place, holding Joy in his hand, but the white chitin on his body kept growing thicker.

"Heavenly Extreme Nine Revolutions.... Too bad, as long as you can’t shatter my Joy, it’s all in vain....."

He could clearly feel the power stored within the blade growing more dreadful by the moment, so much so that even he himself was a bit terrified by it.

It had far exceeded the maximum extent he had anticipated.

Shadow City’s Great Saint Xing Pengfei was indeed the first terrifying opponent he had encountered since he arrived in the Human World, a force to be reckoned with after such a long time.

Compared to Xia’s mysterious and unfathomable aura, Xing Pengfei presented an impression of rashness, fluctuation, and unrest.

With his own powerful physical attributes, he had been pressured in the fight just now. He was definitely one of the top Earth Immortals of Shadow City.

Had it not been for his opponent’s underestimation and lack of serious commitment from the start, the battle might already have been decided.