Eternal Swordmaster
Chapter 830 - 825 Doubt Part 1

Chapter 830: Chapter 825 Doubt Part 1

"What do you think the impending catastrophe is?"

the Saint Master asked softly.

"The impending catastrophe, isn’t it the destructive wave tides caused by the backing of the Void Demon Spirit, the army master of Heavenly Demon?" another shadowy figure responded in a deep voice.

"That’s just the prologue." The Saint Master smiled.

He quietly gazed at the turbulent River of Decay.

"The myriad realms and countless universes are all unified under the will of the grand cosmos, grinding, operating, shattering, and rebirthing.

The Lotus of Operation governs everything, allowing everything to run in an orderly manner.

But..... even the Lotus of Operation has its limits...."

"!!!"

Several shadowy figures shuddered.

The Saint Master remained calm and continued.

"Every so often, the Lotus of Operation undergoes an adjustment, and this is what is known as the impending catastrophe.

This time, it has truly reached its limit."

"The Lotus of Operation.... could it collapse!?"

One shadowy figure’s voice began to tremble.

"How is that possible!?"

"The Lotus of Operation governs all laws and rules; it is the root of all Dao. What happens if the Dao collapses??!"

"The heavens and earth turn over, and the myriad heavens perish?!"

Although these figures were rare top powerhouses, they were all shaken to their core upon hearing such terrifying news. They began to doubt every word the Saint Master said.

The Saint Master stood with his hands behind his back, without a word.

’Indeed.... what would it become?’

He quietly stared at the flowing river, lost in an unfathomable contemplation.

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Countless white lights flashed swiftly in front of Lin Xin’s eyes.

He stood in an endless void, surrounded by an infinitely deep blackness.

The white lights circled and danced around him like little elves, as if they were living beings.

"The white shadow I defeated was....?"

He had just formed the thought.

A voice abruptly answered him.

"The one you defeated was the previous Divine Wind Sword Master."

"The previous Divine Wind Sword Master?"

Lin Xin murmured.

"Then, who are you?"

"Me?"

The voice paused.

"I am the very first Sword Master, Feng."

"Feng?"

Lin Xin had never seen this name in any sword technique. But he had no doubts about the truth of the other’s words.

"You comprehended the Third Sword, stepping onto the edge of a critical point. Unfortunately, you are not yet ready."

Feng said softly.

"Ready for what?"

"Do you know the true essence of the Supreme Jiuyue Divine Wind Sword?" Feng gently asked.

"Is it a sword?" Lin Xin frowned. "Is it destruction? Or the distortion that slashes everything?"

"Neither."

Feng calmly denied.

"I created this sword technique for freedom."

"Freedom?!"

Lin Xin vaguely felt he had grasped something.

"Yes... remember the general principles of the sword technique?"

Feng asked softly.

"All living beings, what is the difference between them and inanimate stones? It lies in emotions. As long as there is life, there will be emotions."

’All things in the world cannot escape the five major realms of emotions: joy, anger, sorrow, fear, and pity.’

Lin Xin recited in a low voice, following the voice.

’The way of emotions is about change, myriad transformations that ultimately merge into one, and that is feeling.’

’To move the heavens with emotions, to communicate with the divine, merging into one, is to enter the Dao through emotions, pushing to the extreme.’

’The transformation of the emotions is like the wind, blowing across everything.’

’The transformation of the five emotions turns into the Wind of Spirit Gathering, which is.....’

"Divine Wind...!"

Two voices suddenly overlapped.

Boom!!!

In an instant, his mind roared as if countless stars exploded, his consciousness and thoughts were directly submerged. Countless insights, experiences, memories, a myriad of emotions such as joy, anger, sorrow, and pity, all flooded into his mind.

"Transforming with the divine, pursuing freedom."

"I failed, but you still have hope!"

Feng’s voice was clear within the flood of information.

"Go.... break open the kaleidoscope that binds everything. For tens of thousands of years, perhaps only you are the most likely!"

Lin Xin vaguely heard the voice fade away, but he no longer had time to ask Feng many of the things he wanted to know.

There was too much information flooding into his mind, leaving him no time to even form a single thought.

He could only passively accept the multitude of messages. He felt like an isolated island in an ocean, surrounded by countless tsunamis, crashing onto the island violently.

Numerous pieces of information about the Third Sword, the Sword of Sorrow, quickly perfected his understanding of this realm.

As the sword technique broke through, his cultivation also advanced rapidly. The life candle within him burned fiercely, slowly transforming into a swirling mass of milky white light.

This was the true Primordial Spirit Holy Light of the Heavenly Venerable!

Countless True Yuan underwent intense transformation, from the original Supreme Clear liquid into crystal particles, then directly from particles into white light, leaping several minor realms at once.

This is the terror of Supreme-level Taoist arts. Once broken through, one can rapidly transform and continuously reach new realms with ease.

Compared to those who accumulate power over time, this method is incredibly faster.

Moreover, the foundation is extremely solid, only slightly inferior in the total amount of cultivation, but it saves countless years of time.

Supreme-level Taoist arts rely on comprehension. Once understood, it is the so-called enlightenment that leads directly to immortality.

The leap in height is simply staggering.

Lin Xin quietly stood in the small room, surrounded by a faint, milky white light, his expression serene and peaceful.

He did not raise the stars, but because his physical strength was sufficient, even surpassing the density of a small star in its compressed state.

At this moment, the Primordial Spirit Holy Light naturally emerged, but because he did not merge with the Star Force, he could not form a Star Force Avatar.

Yet at this moment, he could be considered to have reached the level of a Heavenly Venerable, similar to the state of the Dragon Snake before raising the stars.

"Comprehending the Sword of Sorrow directly led to this step; I didn’t even need to practice the Green Yuan Decision. It seems the rumors were true, that the Green Yuan Decision was derived from the foundation of Supreme-level cultivation decisions. Otherwise, it wouldn’t have fit so well."

Standing in the room, Lin Xin carefully assessed his current state.

His entire being felt light, as if a single leap could send him soaring into the sky, without the need for True Yuan or effort, able to fly as high as he wished.

The original Supreme Clear True Yuan within him had transformed into the milky white Primordial Morning Light, a unique category of True Yuan for Heavenly Venerables. Its concentration was extremely high, but due to its rapid vibration flow, it appeared as light.

At this moment, the Primordial Morning Light was rapidly transforming Lin Xin’s body.

It seemed the enhancement from attribute points and the strengthening of the Primordial Morning Light could be stacked together.

Lin Xin clearly felt a significant improvement in his body’s recovery and True Yuan conductivity.

Moreover, his constitution seemed to have fundamentally changed.

This feeling was marvelous, as if his lifespan had dramatically extended. Although lifespan is not something that can be sensed, he could clearly understand and see this fact.

"The essence of the Divine Wind... Freedom?" Lin Xin looked at the hollowed-out longsword in his hand, lost in thought.

Though his cultivation had broken through to the Heavenly Venerable level, his actual combat power had not increased much, relying primarily on attribute enhancements and the Divine Wind Sword.

In comparison, the breakthrough of the Supreme Jiuyue Divine Wind Sword brought both joy and worry.

"No point overthinking it."

Lin Xin flickered out of the room.

Once again, he looked at the other rooms.

He didn’t know how much time had passed, but the white buildings on either side were still rapidly changing.

Lin Xin casually chose the largest cave entrance and leapt in.

’Primordial Jade Sword’

An icy, serene consciousness slowly emerged.

"Would you like to learn it?"

"Who are you?"

Lin Xin stood at the room’s window, asking with his consciousness.

"I am the First-Generation Sword Master. If you want to learn, I can teach you."

The icy consciousness said indifferently.

"Why?"

Lin Xin was stunned. The Divine Wind Sword was passed to him because he was also a cultivator, so it made sense for the First-Generation Sword Master to share his experience.

But why would this supreme sword technique’s First-Generation Sword Master do the same?

"You inherited the complete sword style of the First-Generation Divine Wind Sword Master in just three days. Missing you, I don’t know how long it will take to find another qualified inheritor."

The consciousness calmly said.

"Not only me, but the other sword masters too. They are top rulers of their respective great cosmos voids and different time axes, always waiting."

"Each moment the Sword Hall opens represents a year, but since ancient times, only two have completed the transmission of a sword technique."

"Is it that difficult?"

Lin Xin was slightly amazed.

"Those who endure the second transmission die. To complete the first transmission, one needs immensely strong foundations. And your foundations are far beyond the ordinary, with hope of breaking this barrier."

the Bright Jade Sword Master said slowly.

"Foundations......"

For the first time, Lin Xin realized the immense benefits of having strong foundations.

"If possible, please guide me, senior!"

He took a deep breath and stepped forward.

"Jade represents truth, true as the origin. The hardest substance under heaven is the White Jade Crystal, with clarity as its bones and purity as its blood...."

the Bright Jade Sword Master slowly recited the general principles of the Primordial Jade Sword.

Lin Xin listened quietly. This sword technique was clearly not of the supreme level, but as the foundation of the Sword Master’s inheritance, it naturally held the highest principles.

An hour later, he emerged from the Primordial Jade Sword cave and entered another large cave.

"I, Huang Xiaocheng, the Terminal Scene Sword Emperor. Boy, listen well!!"

"Please impart your wisdom, senior!"

The Terminal Scene Sword technique surged into Lin Xin’s mind again.

Time flew by, one cave after another, one sword technique after another, all the Sword Masters from different great cosmos voids, different time axes, and even different rules; many sword techniques could not be used in other void cosmos.

But it greatly broadened Lin Xin’s horizons.

He also firmly established the cultivation realm of the Third Sword, the Sword of Sorrow.

Strangely, during his comprehension of the sword techniques, he would occasionally become distracted.

It was odd; he seldom zoned out since his Qi Cultivation days. With his cultivation now, it was even more inexplicable.