Eternal Swordmaster
Chapter 877 - 872: No Result II

Chapter 877: Chapter 872: No Result II

As soon as the Demon Sovereign appeared, Prague invoked the power of time. Yet, he still couldn’t evade the strike.

A thousand arms instantly battered down on him with a deafening crash.

Boom boom boom boom boom!!

He was struck to the point where he couldn’t resist or counterattack.

Song Danhao quickly regrouped with Gongshang Baiyu and Xu Ling, and as white light arose, the three of them began another long-distance teleportation.

Shoop!

White light flashed, and the three appeared directly in front of the exit. They were about to charge in.

Bang!!

In an instant, a layer of yellow light blocked their way.

Another Prague slowly walked out from the passage, gazing at them.

"I didn’t expect you to hold off the me from an hour ago."

He quietly watched the three who were stunned, lighting a cigarette for himself with caution. Behind him, faintly visible, a dozen or more Pragues stood in various postures within the passage of the entrance and exit, all watching them with boredom.

"Alright, the game ends here."

The Prague at the door took a deep puff of his cigarette, turned around, lifted his leg, and suddenly swept out with a powerful kick.

Boom!

The yellow light, accompanied by his whip-like leg, struck the three fiercely.

Black energy scattered, white light shattered. Song Danhao was the first to grunt, flying backward, his chest and arms were immediately shattered and fractured, the intense pain causing him to instantly pass out.

Gongshang Baiyu, who had been forcefully teleporting, was already coughing blood, and at this moment, could no longer hold on, holding Xu Ling’s body as they flew sideways.

The three were utterly defeated.

In the air, white-clothed cultivators appeared out of nowhere, each intercepting the now incapacitated three, imprisoning them in a black metal cage that resembled a dog kennel.

"I even specifically summoned two days’ worth of myself to greet the appearance of the Demon God King, wasting so much time power, and couldn’t even handle just two. How unfortunate...." Prague’s main body took a drag of his cigarette, smiling and greeting his other selves.

"Alright, gentlemen, thank you for your efforts today. I’ll treat you all to drinks later."

"Forget the drinks, I was getting lectured by the teacher, luckily you called me here," one of his selves chuckled.

"I was in the middle of a bath when I was suddenly pulled over, can you be a bit gentler next time? I still have a date with a pretty girl after my bath, can’t you give me a heads-up?"

"The cultivation task isn’t finished yet... such a pain, and I have to go back."

"Me too, training every day, I was just getting beat up by my senior sister in the Mysterious Realm."

"You guys have it easy, those top-ranked monster senior brothers are the real headache, haven’t seen them for three days, and they’ve already advanced a minor realm!"

The individual Pragues began to grumble.

"Alright, alright, let’s have barbecue together next time, time’s up, everyone disperse." Prague’s main body reluctantly soothed his many selves.

"Alright then, see you next time."

"Next time, it couldn’t come sooner, wish you’d pull me out every day. Sigh.... Mysterious Realm cultivation is dreadful."

"My date is coming up!"

In an instant, the group of Pragues exploded into a rush of yellow light, merging back into his main body.

The guards around were long accustomed to the spectacle.

That’s why the Netherworld Generals are Netherworld Generals. Apart from the inherently powerful renowned Earth Immortals, the others are super genius and abnormal talents like Senior Brother Prague.

Senior Brother Prague can summon his future selves for several days simultaneously within one day, stacking cultivation effects in a very short time. Achieving terrifying cultivation speed.

And he often mysteriously disappears, likely called by either his future or past self.

As a result, he often can’t tell which timeline his main body resides in.

Yet despite this, his cultivation speed far surpasses others, and his combat prowess far exceeds others.

This is actually redundant to say; while others fight one-on-one.

He fights a group against one... and if he gets angry, apart from other Netherworld Generals and senior figures, everyone else shivers with fear.

Who has ever seen a monster capable of summoning dozens of themselves to attack others?

"Sigh.... the time ahead was consumed prematurely again...what a bother..."

Prague scratched his head, looking at the already captive and unconscious three.

"Come on, take them to the Netherworld Prison. I’ll report to the Honored Master."

"Yes, Senior Brother."

The group of powerful cultivators responded in unison.

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A purple-red cube, like a Rubik’s Cube, floated and spun in Lin Xin’s hand.

The cube was like a real Rubik’s Cube, with each face composed of nine cubes, a total of twenty-seven blocks, constantly rearranging and moving freely in Lin Xin’s palm.

Each block had a marked mysterious character.

Lin Xin sat in the deepest part of the Netherworld Palace, within a core palace hall.

In the pitch-black palace, he was the only one present, the walls adorned with purple-red fire basins, yet the purple flames only managed to illuminate a small surrounding area.

Amid the hissing sound of burning flames, the entire palace was devoid of any other sounds.

"Let us go, we can serve you, keeping us trapped is also a drain on you. It does neither of us any good."

A male voice slowly emanated from the magic cube, though it seemed to carry a hint of agitation.

Lin Xin quietly gazed at the purple-red cube, his eyes swirling with silver star rivers, able to see through the cube’s surface the three shadows imprisoned inside.

Lin Yi possessed by the King of Deceit, the demon insect black turtle, and Taoren Shangqiu.

The three Evil God Kings were trapped in the core region of the netherworld, only able to converse through this magic cube and Lin Xin’s true form.

"Tell me the location of the Divine King’s Hall, help me capture more Evil God Kings, and I might consider sparing you."

Lin Xin said lightly.

"Impossible!" Taoren Shangqiu refused outright, "The Divine King’s Hall changes constantly, existing in a semi-virtual world similar to the Shattered Sea. It seems to be a gathering place for Evil God Kings, but in reality, it’s just a convergence of their numerous intentions.

There’s no way to capture other Evil God Kings through the Divine King’s Hall."

"So, you yourselves don’t know the whereabouts of other Evil God Kings?"

Lin Xin asked.

"Correct." Shangqiu nodded. "The Evil God Kings are extremely wary of each other, never easily revealing their location or identity. Catching three like us at once is already a miracle."

This, Lin Xin did believe.

He had already tried; Evil God Kings are not afraid of seals of True Yuan, not deterred by time-space manipulation, formations, or any other methods.

The only thing they’re afraid of is physical suppression.

"In that case, my forces don’t lack battle power like you three, nor can you serve as bait to capture more Evil God Kings. Then what use do I have for you?"

Lin Xin stated calmly.

"No, no, no! Don’t be hasty! Honorable lord of the netherworld." The demon insect black turtle hastily argued, "Xia, the invisible deceiver, left behind a fatal flaw with you. If you spare us, we’ll reveal it all."

"Xia....." Lin Xin suddenly fell silent. Not long ago, after comprehending the Sword of Sorrow thoroughly, even the associated grief and emotions were completely lost to him. Now upon hearing Xia, he should have associated with Yaoyang, yet his heart remained calm, without any ripples.

"You can choose not to speak; I happen to want to see how strong the life force of Evil God Kings truly is."

"Don’t, don’t!!" The demon insect black turtle was instantly startled, don’t joke, even if they can’t be killed, no one likes incessant torture.

"We also know many ancient secrets, and the mysteries of the grand universe and black universe! As a trade, you can completely trust us as harmless."

The black turtle quickly made a fawning face, pleading with pleasant words.

"No, I still intend to test first how strong your so-called life force truly is."

Lin Xin reached out, grasping the magic cube. He gently exerted pressure.

Buzz!!!

Instantly, three anguished screams were heard.

Inside the magic cube, the three Evil God Kings were suddenly exposed to the full attraction of the netherworld’s core, pulling and spinning, flying swiftly towards the center.

The round core, originally like a crystal gem, suddenly opened a pitch-black hole around it, resembling the massive mouth of a beast, releasing a terrifying gravitational pull, drawing the three Evil God Kings towards the center.

"No!!!"

Their voices quickly disappeared.

Gulp.

A sound of swallowing, and the three Evil God Kings vanished from sight.

Lin Xin swept his mind, instantly discovering three struggling shadows inside the belly of the netherworld.

Their bodies were violently torn into countless pieces by the horrific pull, with an almost infinite energy being digested and consumed.

That is the so-called power of Evil God pollution, but to Lin Xin’s supernatural system, any power here would be converted into pure Free Attributes.

Were it any other Heavenly Venerable, or even Taoist Ancestor, they could only use countermeasures, suppressing and eroding the polluting power.

Perhaps in the whole universe, only Lin Xin can completely convert the polluting power into Free Attribute Points.

The three Evil God Kings continued to struggle, continually generating a vast amount of polluting power out of nowhere, this power seeming endless, flowing into Lin Xin’s netherworld belly.

His sight shifted to the attribute panel, directly seeing Free Attributes continuously rising steadily.

Every second, he could convert one Free Attribute point.

And in the ten seconds past, ten attribute points had successfully converted.

"Although the conversion isn’t fast, even very slow, and the waste is large, the power of Evil Gods seems infinite, making it a quite good energy furnace."

Lin Xin was satisfied with this.

Soon, a handsome man in a red trench coat entered from outside the hall.

It was Prague, who had just come from the checkpoint.

"Honored Master, those three have been caught, how should they be handled?"

Prague respectfully saluted Lin Xin.

"Kill Xu Ling; the other two, imprison for now." Lin Xin wasn’t planning to kill them all, especially Song Danhao.

The First-Generation Demon God King isn’t so easily dealt with.

Once Song Danhao is killed, he will surely reincarnate again. By then, recognizing his identity so easily as now would be next to impossible.

General methods can’t kill Song Danhao.

One of his Demonic Arts, the Indestructible Heavenly Demon Skill, inherently possesses the characteristic of his spirit not being extinguished, reincarnating numerous times, still able to awaken.

"Xu Ling is almost gone, but from the other side of the King’s Cage, the Heavenly Venerable elder has returned, bringing back a crowd of cultivators from the Li Family’s ancestral land. Should we accept them?"

Prague asked casually.

"Qing Shan Realm people?" Lin Xin was slightly surprised. "Send them to Nether City, let them start as the lowest class of commoners. The Qing Shan Realm already exists in name only, no need to pay much attention."