Eternal Swordmaster
Chapter 908 - 903 Devour I

Chapter 908: Chapter 903 Devour I

Lin Xin squinted his eyes and looked at the woman.

This person suddenly appeared, her origins unknown, and her words were inexplicable. He couldn’t help being cautious.

"May I ask who you are...?"

He asked softly.

The woman did not answer, just looked calmly into the distance.

Whoosh!

Suddenly, Lin Xin’s vision blurred, and the woman vanished instantly before him.

He blinked, True Yuan surged within his body, but he couldn’t find any trace of the woman.

Around him, only the sound of the wind howled.

Lin Xin’s expression remained unchanged; ignoring the woman, he turned and looked at the distant windmill.

"The aura of the two Taoist Ancestors is always heading towards that windmill; it seems I have to go there."

This place is mysterious and strange; undoubtedly hiding a great secret, and its level is definitely stronger than the Fortieth Layer Abyss.

Being able to suppress his strength to such a weak degree, he even suspects this place might be the legendary Sixtieth Layer Abyss or above.

Taking a deep breath.

Lin Xin slowly lifted his leg and walked towards the windmill, leaving one footprint after another.

The gravity oppression here is extremely terrifying; even if he fully stirs his True Yuan, it only slightly increases his speed.

If not for the Damage Attribute supporting his body, he would probably be crushed into pieces by the terrifying pressure after only a few steps.

Even now, despite this, he can only move step by step like an ordinary person, slowly advancing towards the windmill.

The distance seemed to be only a few hundred meters, but it took Lin Xin over ten minutes to cover it.

He stood in front of the windmill and reached out to push the small dark yellow windmill door.

The wooden door was half-open, with many square frame-like things faintly visible inside.

Lin Xin’s palm exerted a slight force.

Grumble...

The wooden door slowly opened.

The rhythmic sound of the rotating axle inside the windmill echoed.

The small room was filled with various picture frames of varying sizes.

White light projected in from the only small window, dim and gloomy.

A young man with messy hair was sitting in front of a large picture frame, back towards Lin Xin, holding a pen and frantically painting something.

He seemed completely immersed in the world of the painting, unable to hear any sounds from the outside.

Lin Xin entered the windmill and, using the dim light, looked at the picture frames hanging around.

The paintings in these frames were all oil paintings, vividly colored, extraordinarily lifelike, just like photographs.

Black void, colorful planets, green grasslands, towering mountains.

Oceans, lakes, sun, moon...

Everything from the natural scenery you can think of is here.

Besides the sound of the rotating axle in the windmill, there was only the young man’s frantic painting and the rustling sound.

Lin Xin’s gaze shifted from the picture frames to the young man facing away from him.

"May I ask if this gentleman has seen two people rushing in from outside just now, or perhaps passed by here?"

He asked gently.

Clap.

The rustling sound suddenly stopped.

The action of the messy-haired man froze like a photograph in an instant.

He paused, remaining silent, quietly sitting there.

After a while, the man slowly began to rotate his neck, intending to turn his head towards Lin Xin.

But his movement was extremely slow, so much so that it seemed to invoke a trembling, fearful feeling.

As if the man was fearful, in a state of terror.

Swish!

Suddenly, the man turned his head sharply.

Lin Xin instantly saw his face.

The eerie thing was, before he could make out what the other person’s face looked like, his consciousness shook violently.

All senses transmitted a loud boom simultaneously.

When he came to, he was already suspended in the lonely darkness of the Thirty-ninth Layer Abyss.

"I..."

Lin Xin, momentarily dazed, had not yet regained his senses when he heard a deafening boom from the surrounding void.

Two giant figures were rapidly colliding from afar towards this place.

"You’re insane, Yuzi!!?"

"It’s useless! You don’t belong to us, nor to Fang Yu; he has no interest in coming to save you.

Today, just die obediently here for me."

The voices of the two Taoist Ancestors thunderously diffused within the abyss.

Lin Xin looked far ahead at the two Taoist Ancestors speeding towards him.

His head throbbed, and his whole body bristled, knowing that if they collided with him, there would be no chance of survival.

He hurriedly rushed in one direction, trying to dodge the Taoist Ancestors’ collision.

Just as his consciousness moved, Lin Xin’s body began to move left.

Bang!!

The two incomprehensibly large bodies roared past where he was, crashing into Lin Xin, who couldn’t evade in time.

Without any surprise, Lin Xin instantly revealed his true form.

But his true body, in the eyes of the Taoist Ancestor, was merely an insignificant speck, not even worth considering as a dust particle.

Like bacteria and viruses to a human.

Would people notice a bacterium in the air when they move around?

The two Taoist Ancestors collided with Lin Xin head-on, the terrifying and irresistible impact instantly pulverizing Lin Xin’s body into minced flesh.

Even tens of millions to billions of Attributes were of no avail.

Lin Xin just saw red before he lost consciousness.

The two Taoist Ancestors roared as they flew past this space, heading far away.

Moments after they left, in the void of this space, a part of the Abyss suddenly twisted a few times.

A mass of blood-red flesh rapidly gathered, gradually reforming into a tall, robust human shape.

With a tearing sound behind the human shape, ten arms grew out, the skin was deathly pale, and a white short garment formed on it as he sat in the air, gasping for breath.

"Didn’t even understand what happened before getting insta-killed... and this was just a mindless collision, the gap is too immense..."

Lin Xin’s complexion was dark, his arms stacked on his knees, looking far into the direction the Taoist Ancestors had departed.

"If not for the Sword of Rage triggering resurrection, this time would have been quite fatal."

The Sword of Rage could resurrect him three times, doubling his power each time.

It’s almost the best killing move for countering opponents, with an added survival effect.

But to the Taoist Ancestor,

No matter if Lin Xin’s power doubled or multiplied tenfold, he was still mere dust to them, the difference merely the size and softness of the dust.

"Even against ordinary Taoist Ancestors, the gap is so large, not to mention the strongest avatar of the Future Buddha."

Lin Xin’s gaze flickered uncertainly, after a moment’s silence, he made up his mind to continue pursuing the two battling Taoist Ancestors.

"If expectations hold, the side of Jiu Se will surely obliterate Song Ri Gu Lord, a Taoist Ancestor trying to remain neutral, and that will be my chance."

His thoughts aligned, continuing to chase in the direction contrary to the fleeing Taoist Ancestors.

This chase lasted for fifty years.

While pursuing, Lin Xin also pondered the hillside he had seen before, that large windmill, and the painter sitting inside drawing.

What did those mean?

He always felt the paintings in those frames were familiar, but couldn’t recall where he had seen them.

Lin Xin desperately followed the two Taoist Ancestors.

Finally, a roar echoed from the Abyssal Void.

Before Lin Xin could react, a platinum energy tide, forming a huge white line, swept across him mercilessly.

His just-recovered body was soon shattered into pieces once again.

Yuzi’s figure appeared nearby, reaching out a hand.

Instantly, a massive silver-white object, buzzing and vibrating, was directly captured in his grasp.

"Did you really think you were Undying? An Origin Dao Artifact easily suppresses true spirit recovery." Yuzi sneered, turned around, flashed with blue light, and vanished into the air.

A moment later.

Countless blood-red fragments gathered in mid-air.

Swiftly reforming into a bizarre human shape with ten arms, it was none other than the freshly shattered Lin Xin.

His face pale, gasping heavily, continuously scanning his Divine Sense around, worried Yuzi Taoist Ancestor might strike again.

Even with all his power Attributes doubled, to a Taoist Ancestor, he was still not even considered dust compared to ants.

After a tense wait of a moment.

With nothing stirring around, Lin Xin finally exhaled deeply, knowing the crisis was temporarily over.

He glanced around, the previously pitch-black Abyssal Void now densely filled with strange white substances.

Lin Xin took a deep breath.

"Looks like the battle’s outcome is decided. I wonder if I can still find what I’m looking for."

Without hesitation, he darted towards the direction with the most white substances.

Soon, the first strand of white substance collided head-on.

A black hole opened on Lin Xin’s chest, devouring with all its might, swiftly consuming and absorbing a cotton-like mass.

"Unexpectedly have a thousand points of Attributes!?"

His heart was assured, knowing his guess was correct.

Quickly allocating all Attributes to Damage, he flew towards the direction with the most white substances with all his strength.

Along the way, he would devour any white substance he encountered.

Before he knew it, Lin Xin arrived at the edge of a sea of white substances.

Countless gelatinous white substances floated and gathered in the Abyssal Void, devoid of any sign of life.

Lin Xin glanced far into the center, seeing amidst the ocean of white substances, a gold-red diamond-shaped crystal slowly rotating at the center, releasing even more white substances.

The crystal was as large as a planet, sparkling and flawless, with every facet seemingly polished to perfection by the finest craftsmen.

Yet, leaving one with a sense of regret, the center inside the crystal was empty, with a part filled with cracks, seemingly where its core had been forcibly removed.

"Is this the corpse of a Taoist Ancestor?" Lin Xin suppressed the shock in his heart.

Just sensing with his soul, he felt the crystal like a perpetuum mobile, constantly spraying infinite white substances, seemingly capable of continuing this endlessly.

Around the crystal was a ring of sticky white substances, seemingly squeezed out by some pressure, forming foam-like strands.

Poof!

Lin Xin plunged into the white ocean, struggling to advance, unable to approach the crystal even a step.

The vast amount of white substances like glue, stuck him tight, fixedly pressing him outward.

"Absorb!!!" Lin Xin shook all over, the Devouring Power from the black hole on his chest fully unleashed.

A deafening boom.

A massive amount of white substances, as if falling into a vortex, crazily surged towards Lin Xin’s chest.

Throughout the white ocean, it seemed a tiny vortex emerged, insignificant yet steadfastly absorbing the surrounding white substances.