Eternal Swordmaster
Chapter 807 - 802: Against the World II

Chapter 807: Chapter 802: Against the World II

"This Shadow Demon is merely a gatekeeper, relying on secret techniques to display its prowess. The real challenge lies with the true gatekeepers behind it. Fellow Daoists and seniors, my apologies for the spectacle."

Yao YuanHui, without feeling any sense of triumph, listened to the cheers from the army below. After reporting, she stood behind Lin Xin, her eyes fixed calmly, remaining silent.

It seems that letting them experience the world over these years has indeed proven beneficial.

Lin Xin felt a sense of comfort in his heart.

"The methods of my disciples, I hope they did not offend the Bodhisattva and Taoist Lord."

He courteously turned to the other two leaders.

Both praised repeatedly, and the army surged forward, quickly surrounding the gate of the mysterious realm.

Specialized cultivators expert in opening mysterious realms were deployed, and within an hour, the entire gate was opened.

As the gate opened, countless Dao soldiers rushed in. Inside was unexpectedly another barren land shrouded in dark gray mist.

Within this wasteland, countless black qi rolled up, able to freely form various shapes of demons and specters in the air, screaming out loud.

On the ground covered in black qi, countless large and small tribal gathering places could be faintly seen, from which numerous shadowy figures emerged with reverence and curiosity, looking up at the sky.

The Dao soldiers swarmed in, instantly enveloped by the black qi, accompanied by a chorus of agonized screams.

All Dao soldiers below the Nascent Soul stage began to rot and dissolve, turning into puddles of yellow water.

"This is the Four Extremes Demonic Qi."

Guanyin Bodhisattva sighed.

"Sherie Divine Monarch, it’s your turn now, let’s see your skills."

"Bodhisattva, you are too kind."

Lin Xin understood, and he stepped forward.

Gazing at the thick black qi covering the sky, its scent faintly reminded him of the resentment qi from the past, only here the concentration was much thinner.

At this time, Lin Xin, now three meters tall, was no longer the weak cultivator who used to cautiously approach resentment qi.

He stepped forward, scanning the endless black qi that stretched to the horizon where heaven and earth meet.

"Unfortunately, once this black mist disperses, the shadow people living within will suffer this calamity."

A Buddhaland Arhat spoke compassionately.

Guanyin Bodhisattva did likewise, clasping his hands together and began chanting softly.

Lin Xin smiled.

"This is fate; all things in the world have their destiny. They are destined to face this calamity, and it cannot be avoided."

With that, his entire body suddenly shook, and the dark round hole on his chest for the first time emitted a faint pull.

"Kai!!"

With a low shout, the black hole on his chest suddenly expanded, releasing a massive, terrifying pull that swept everything around.

Hiss.....

The wind arose, and it was a storm, a violent storm!

Countless black mist formed a vortex, madly converging towards Lin Xin’s chest, becoming a tornado, and merging into his body.

Wooo....

The space momentarily froze, as if all the air was absorbed into Lin Xin’s body.

Countless black qi gathered, frantically burrowing into his body.

The black qi also contained many other things.

Soil, gravel, river water, and even living beings!

All were swept up, quickly shrinking in mid-air, then like ants, were absorbed into Lin Xin’s body.

On the ground, countless shadow people screamed and wailed in terror, their cries were like sand grains being swept up by the black qi and shrunk before being absorbed into Lin Xin’s chest.

Countless attribute points surged into Lin Xin’s body, his face calm as he watched the Four Extremes Demonic Qi being madly absorbed.

"These billions of living beings...."

Guanyin Bodhisattva felt somewhat reluctant.

"This is their fate."

The Melting Taoist Lord said faintly beside him.

"To merge with our Green Lake Mountain Great Saint Sherie Divine Monarch is indeed their honor. With this glory, what does life or death matter?"

"Absurd!"

An Arhat from Buddhaland couldn’t help but speak out.

"Hmm!?"

The Melting Taoist Lord’s eyes flashed with purple light, looking towards the Arhat who spoke.

A formidable pressure instantly fell upon the Arhat.

"Tiger Subduing Arhat, do you have any objections?"

The Arhat was pressed so heavily that he couldn’t speak, with sweat quickly seeping out, still struggling.

But upon catching a glimpse of the faint killing intent in the Melting Taoist Lord’s eyes, he shuddered and dared not move anymore.

Buddhaland is accustomed to being compassionate, but cultivators of Green Lake Mountain have always been ruthless and domineering.

Discipline among their own is one thing, but once outsiders are involved, the nature of the situation changes instantly.

"Taoist Lord, please calm your anger." Guanyin sighed, releasing spiritual light to ease the pressure on the Arhat. He looked at Lin Xin, who was wildly absorbing the Four Extremes Demonic Qi of the mysterious realm. In this short moment, tens of thousands of shadow people were swallowed. His heart still couldn’t bear it.

"But such actions by the Divine Monarch will incur too many future entanglements of cause and effect, which is not good..."

"The actions of this Divine Monarch do not require the Bodhisattva’s guidance." Lin Xin suddenly said.

Guanyin’s breath hitched, and the Arhats all became angry, ready to speak out.

Yet, considering the domineering power of Green Lake Mountain, they couldn’t find the words.

Although Buddhaland has the Buddha Ancestor and the Tian Yin Dragon King...

It’s unfortunate that the Buddha Ancestor is trapped, and although the Tian Yin Dragon King is incredibly powerful, she doesn’t concern herself with common affairs. Unless Buddhaland faces annihilation, she wouldn’t bother even if Guanyin perished outside.

"Alas... Sin, sin... The afflictions of the world arise from the heart; life and death are inevitable, but the mind can be at peace. Buddha Nature can thus be clear..."

Guanyin began chanting softly, eyes closed, choosing to turn a blind eye.

Countless shadow people were being devoured by Lin Xin, their screams continuous. About an hour later, the black qi finally started to dissipate.

Only then did Lin Xin withdraw his divine skills.

This was the divine skill attached to the ’Great Freedom Glorious Square Inch Mirror Heart Core’ he had obtained previously.

Its function was to devour all things, combining with the purifying force in his bloodline, transforming it into pure attribute points for his absorption.

When he figured out the skill’s effect, he was left in astonishment.

This went beyond mere power; it was extreme perversity!

To transform all things into attribute points or similar energy, such a divine skill could indeed manifest.

In any era, it would undoubtedly be a colossal catastrophe, a disaster-grade skill.

However, because attribute points are extremely refined, despite absorbing so much Four Extremes Demonic Qi, Lin Xin only gained 300,000 points.

Compared to a battlefield, it wasn’t very efficient. It’s only suitable for special situations and consumes a great deal of mental energy.

Upon stopping his devouring, the mysterious realm was nearly devoid of living beings.

"Everyone, let’s proceed."

Lin Xin put away his divine skill.

Those from Green Lake Mountain followed him, flying directly forward.

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Sacred Stream Residence.

Fang Yu, clad in Black Armor, walked with heavy steps along the main avenue in front of the Shadow Demon Hall of Sacred Stream Residence.

His long black hair draped over his shoulders, his eyes pure dark gold, with two mysterious small patterns constantly flickering at their center.

Strange black patterns spread slowly across his entire body, with some vine-like purple-black patterns extending to his face, faintly visible through his helmet.

Sacred Stream Residence is the core of Shadow City, not only housing the Abyssal Realm Artifact but also the most precious core sacred item of Shadow City.

The Taoist Ancestor Origin.

It’s not an item that grants ascension to Taoist Ancestor upon devouring, but it allows one to glimpse the mysteries of the Taoist Ancestor through it.

Fang Yu had waited too long.

As a Great Saint, his cultivation had long surpassed the Heavenly Venerable level, but he outwardly displayed the Earth Immortal Realm.

This was all for the sake of waiting for this opportunity.

The Taoist Ancestor Origin was prepared by several Taoist Ancestors for the Three Sovereigns. It was meant for the Three Sovereign lineage to comprehend fully and attain Taoist Ancestor status.

The place storing the Taoist Ancestor Origin is called the Spirit Gathering Place.

At this moment, outside the Spirit Gathering Place, numerous powerful shadow demon generals had gathered.

The other two of the Three Sovereigns flew in swiftly.

A massive army of shadow demons surrounded the area tightly, sealing it off completely.

This space, as well as several layers of the Abyssal World freed from the Shadow Realm, were sealed off completely by formations.

The space was reinforced, and countless shadow artifacts were deployed.

People from the Chon Clan, six Wang Zhu, and the Four Seasons Master all appeared, their eyes fixed on the calm, eerie figure in armor outside the Spirit Gathering Place.

"Slaying brothers, murdering wives and children, plotting to seize the Abyssal Realm Artifact Soul Hunting Armor. Fang Yu, have you gone mad!!!?"

Among the army, a middle-aged woman with a golden crown and a nine-headed black dragon robe shouted sternly.

"Such an unfaithful, unfilial, and unrighteous person! Why waste words on him!?"

On the other side, another army, led by an elder with a white crown and white hair, spoke in a deep voice, his gaze on Fang Yu full of killing intent.

"Shadow City painstakingly nurtured him from nothing, yet... yet..." the elder trembled.

Yizhen Dragon Queen stood silently among six Wang Zhu, saying nothing. Typically a loud and boisterous person, now she kept silent.

Most other key commanders were alike, remaining mute.

The army displayed an eerie atmosphere.

"Enough talk, seize Fang Yu now!"

The Empress shouted sternly.

Her voice slowly reverberated above Sacred Stream Residence.

But strangely, no one moved.

"What’s happening!? Move! Move!!" The Empress’s face altered, sensing a horrifying possibility.

Looking around, all the generals had unwittingly surrounded her and her aides.

"I am the descendant of the Taoist Ancestor; how dare you defy my orders!?" she roared, the space around her beginning to pulse.

"You are rebelling!! I am the successor of the Four Seasons Master!! You... you!!"

The elder on the other side started trembling, visibly scared.

"Four Seasons Master?" Fang Yu turned slightly to look at the two rulers.

"Would the Four Seasons Master have offspring?"

He chuckled softly.

Hehe... hehe...

But while he dared to laugh, the others dared not. The Four Seasons Master was inherently genderless, without progeny; the so-called descendants were merely one of his brother’s offspring, not his direct lineage.

Knowing is one thing; daring to speak is another.