Eternal Swordmaster
Chapter 874 - 869 Defensive Line One

Chapter 874: Chapter 869 Defensive Line One

"Do you not understand yet?"

Lin Wai couldn’t help but sigh.

"The moment you cursed the Lord, it ceased to be just your matter or just the Lord’s matter."

Seeing the bewildered expressions of the three, he knew he was speaking to deaf ears.

"The dignity of the Master of Nether City in the Netherworld cannot be desecrated. Even if the Lord doesn’t care about your actions, the Heavenly Venerables and Earth Immortals underneath will act in secret to maintain the stature of the Netherworld by eliminating you.

Otherwise, if word gets out that the entire Master of the Netherworld was cursed by you, and you walk away unscathed,

then everyone from the Nether City who encounters you would have to bow their heads.

How could those cultivator experts and geniuses, with pride as high as heaven, cope with this? It would be a severe blow to the dignity of the entire Nether City."

As he laid it out, the three finally grasped the seriousness of the situation. Their faces immediately changed.

Lin Xin slowly sighed, his gaze fixed on Xu Ling.

"I am very grateful for reminding me of Yaoyang’s difficulties and pains."

"Uh... No... No need to thank me..."

His sudden politeness caught Xu Ling off guard, leaving her embarrassed and at a loss.

"After you die, I will only kill your relatives within the third generation.

Rest assured, everyone beyond the third generation will be spared."

Lin Xin’s subsequent words cast the three into an icy cold void.

"You!!?" Xu Ling pointed at Lin Xin, suddenly at a loss for words. Her body turned icy cold, her mind filled with chaotic thoughts, unable to fathom that Lin Xin indeed intended to kill her.

"Divine Monarch Sherie! Lingling just misspoke in agitation; being the Heavenly Venerable Divine Monarch, stooping to quarrel with a mere girl not even a Human Immortal, doesn’t it demean your status?" Song Danhao was obviously anxious, but tried to remain calm.

"Let’s go." Lin Xin, unwilling to say more, stepped forward, his figure vanishing instantaneously before them.

Lin Wai cast a faint glance at them, sighing deeply.

Song Danhao raised his hand to call after them, but it was too late.

"What... what should we do!?"

"What’s to fear? We have the Mystic God Statue. If needed, we can just leave here and go..." Xu Ling smirked, her words left unfinished.

"Even if he’s a Divine Monarch Heavenly Venerable, so what? The Mystic God Statue is a secret card set by the First-Generation Demon God King, only we Golden Guards and Brother Song can use it easily, traversing vast distances instantly. Can he catch up?"

"But what about the Li Family?" Gongshang Baiyu suddenly spoke up.

"Li Family..." Xu Ling was as if her throat was caught, unable to speak further.

"Lingling... you cursed freely, but your sister Yaoyang is still here..." Song Danhao turned to Xu Ling, helplessly and somberly.

"Let’s take her with us! To find that thing...." Xu Ling realized the seriousness but remained unrepentant in her tone.

"You’re still thinking too simply.... Let’s leave here immediately!" Song Danhao resolutely suggested. "Lin Sherie, constrained by his status, wouldn’t personally act against us, for it would be seen as bullying the weak with the strong.

But he has plenty under him willing to give us trouble. We must leave here at once."

"Big brother, whatever you decide." Gongshang Baiyu wistfully gazed at the palace they’d been residing in. To be honest, living here was far more comfortable than outside.

"Outside is turbulent, while it’s indulgently soft here. Who knows how much fat of the people has been drained?" Xu Ling couldn’t help snarking.

"Enough, hurry and pack your things." Song Danhao said helplessly.

As they spoke, subtle fluctuations of aura suddenly emanated from outside, suggesting many different energies rapidly converging on the palace.

Only then did Song Danhao notice that not a single palace maid or servant was in sight, leaving the palace eerily empty.

The floor still had some overturned fruit plates.

"Something’s off, someone’s coming! Go!!"

He abruptly waved his sleeve.

Poof!

A little black flash shot out, exploding mid-air in front of the three.

It was a cluster of black light, forming a half-bodied three-headed six-armed Demon God Statue, engulfing the three completely.

Almost in the next second.

Swish swish swish swish!!

Dozens of red and yellow streams pierced out from behind the Demon God Statue like daggers through the chest.

Bang!

The Demon God Statue let out a low roar, bursting apart and vanishing.

About a dozen dark figures emerged within the palace.

"They ran? What kind of escape technique is this?"

"Not sure." Another masked one spoke in a deep tone, "I’m adept in hundreds of escape techniques, yet it’s the first I’ve witnessed such an anomaly, no wonder, it must be the reincarnation of the Demon God King."

"The Hunting Squad has already issued a kill order, and the fifth line of defense is activated. No matter how strong their escape technique, how can they? The surrounding is already woven with a spatial labyrinth. Even wings would not let them fly out."

Another shadow said chillingly.

"Dare to disrespect the head, even if the First-Generation Demon God King himself came, he wouldn’t dare such arrogance. No wonder the Demon Domain was destroyed, seems there’s a reason."

"Enough nonsense, relay the message to the other defense lines."

They were the officers of the fifth line of defense of the Internal Affairs Department tasked with internal affairs, while the entire Nether City had five layers of defense and three checkpoints.

Each defense line was overseen by a special force of Dao Soldiers.

And the three checkpoints were each guarded by a Netherworld General. Without the command of the Netherworld King, no one could freely travel.

The five defensive lines were originally rebuilt by the six units of cultivators from Green Lake Mountain.

And the three checkpoints were guarded by Netherworld Generals selected from Nether City. To pass through the defensive lines and checkpoints, only Lin Xin, who could subdue all these forces, and his representative with the Nether King’s order, could travel freely.

Therefore, the people at this fifth defensive line were not worried at all.

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Sss!!

At the outskirts of the Netherworld, in a twisted void.

A mass of black light suddenly flickered and appeared, forming a sphere.

The black light sphere lasted for several seconds before it suddenly exploded, releasing three young people clad in dark gold armor.

Two women and one man—none other than Song Danhao and his two companions who just left the Netherworld.

"Hmm? No, something’s wrong! Why is this still near the Netherworld?" Song Danhao sensed something was off as soon as he emerged.

"By right, we should have already moved tens of thousands of Spirit Miles away by now?"

The other two women also appeared tense.

Especially Xu Ling.

The reason she was so bold and presumptuous before was largely due to her absolute confidence, certain that they wouldn’t encounter any safety issues.

But now things seemed precarious.

"Fly again!" she urged.

"Alright," Song Danhao nodded.

Quickly activating the Demon God Statue once more, the figure of the three-headed, six-armed half-body Demon God re-emerged.

As soon as it appeared, the surrounding void was filled with large swarms of black translucent shadows, wildly charging at the three with massive sickles in their hands.

"Kill!!"

"It’s the Netherworld Dao Soldiers! So many!!" Gongshang Baiyu quickly calculated the number of shadows appearing around them, feeling dizzy.

"Run quickly! Each one of them has Golden Core fluctuations!!" she screamed.

Immediately, Song Danhao and Xu Ling felt their scalps tingle, and they hurried to hasten the operation of the Demon God Statue.

Sss!

Several dark sickles slashed through the Demon God Statue, but it was already too late. The three vanished again.

The sheer numbers of translucent shadows seemed endless, stretching as far as the eye could see in the void below the white calamity aura.

Yet, the three of them could no longer be seen.

....

"Some skill."

In the Defense Hall of the Netherworld Palace.

Fan Long, the chief disciple of Shen Lue Heavenly Venerable, sat on a pitch-black throne, gently stroking the black dragon phoenix on the armrest, while quietly watching an oval white water mirror at the center of the great hall.

He was recently promoted to be in charge of defensive formations and was already at the peak of the Earth Immortal realm, always on the cusp of breaking into the Heavenly Venerable level of the Candle Earth Immortal.

Around the hall sat ten or so individuals, each a leader responsible for defense in Nether City of the Netherworld.

The five defensive lines were each under the command of Lin Xin’s five direct disciples, whose faces looked grim at this moment.

None remember the original names of these five direct disciples, but in the Netherworld, according to their assigned titles, they were identified by five different colors.

Black, Purple, Green, Blue, and Orange.

These five were promoted only in recent years, as the ones previously responsible had long retreated into seclusion for cultivation.

Lin Xin had improved the new Green Yuan Decision, designing new cultivation paths and directions for these disciples, instilling them with new motivation.

Thus, many of the older disciples had gone into seclusion, delving into the world’s mysteries or following great powers like the Heavenly Venerables for intensive practice.

Many years passed within Nether City of the Netherworld, with each generation bringing forth talents, while the older masters gradually retired.

The younger generation took the opportunity to rise swiftly.

These five emerged within less than ten years.

They have all reached the Fifth Rank in cultivation.

"That half-body Demon God Statue should be a unique Secret Treasure of the First-Generation Demon God King, able to break through our Nether City Shadowed Heaven Lock Formation in one go, and easily pass through two defensive layers...even a Sixth Rank Earth Immortal couldn’t do that!"

Black remarked grimly.

"Are you making excuses for yourself?" Green sneered. "A loss is a loss, weak defenses make everyone accountable, even if the Realm Master doesn’t bring it up, with your Honored Master’s temper... heh!"

He referred to the Honored Master of Black, who was among the first disciples Lin Xin took on, and now many of that batch have fully retired, achieving the Earth Immortal Great Dao in significant numbers.

Amidst the calamity, Lin Xin discreetly enhanced their Attributes; although the increase was slight, with only a few hundred points for each disciple,

it helped them better cope with the calamity, understand themselves, and enhance their survival abilities.

Lin Xin’s method proved highly effective.

Each disciple diligently trained in seclusion, able to feel their progress. Plus, with Nether City gathering numerous top experts, abundant Earth Immortal grade talents to consult and learn from, alongside several Heavenly Venerables in residence,

these resources equated to a miniature version of the Green Lake Mountain from back in the day, paving a clear path for all disciples without many obstacles.

Black’s face was dark, saying nothing.

He knew Green was right; a defense breach, for whatever reason, meant he failed his duty, and the defenses under his charge didn’t work as they should have.