Eternal Swordmaster -
Chapter 914 - 909: Starlight in the Darkness Part Five
Chapter 914: Chapter 909: Starlight in the Darkness Part Five
Whoosh!
The second Sword of Sorrow was also drawn by him, stabbing sideways into his own waist, piercing through the tumor straight out.
The blade stabbed into the left side of his waist and emerged from the right side. He impaled himself completely through.
Blood gushed out of the wound like a stream.
This blood is dead blood; no longer active or regenerative. Merely a byproduct of being crushed by three forces.
Whoosh!
Casually conjuring a light sword, Lin Xin unhesitatingly stabbed it into his own chest.
Blood water splattered.
Yet the corners of his mouth split wider and wider.
Whoosh!
Whoosh!
Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!!
Sword after sword of light gathered and viciously pierced into the tumor, simultaneously riddling his own body with countless wounds.
Sword blades stabbed into him, densely packed, growing in number, until eventually, he seemed like a horrifying corpse impaled by ten thousand swords.
The two tumorous masses on him, twisting and struggling, gradually came to a halt at some point, losing vitality.
Feeling the tumors completely lose their strength to resist.
Madness flickered in Lin Xin’s eyes, and he suddenly tilted his head back and laughed wildly.
"Hahahahaha!!!"
The boisterous laughter resounded continuously in this layer of the Heavenly Realm, and the entire sea shook violently, stirring up countless giant waves.
Boom!!!
In an instant, countless blood-red beams of light radiated from Lin Xin’s body, centered on him.
Beams of light pierced into the sea, instantly annihilating millions of tons of liquid.
Beams of light swept across the sky, devouring the air in the blink of an eye, leaving behind gray-black scars.
Billions of red beams densely filled the sky, like meteors, flying toward every corner of this Heavenly Realm.
Anywhere the beams touched, explosions and annihilation occurred simultaneously. The annihilated power formed massive transparent beams, shooting towards Lin Xin’s position, swallowed by the black hole at his chest.
The eleventh Heavenly Realm slowly began to tremble,
Using the power of two Taoist Ancestors, Lin Xin began to pry open the boundary of the eleventh layer of the Heavenly Realm.
He was devouring the entire world.
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Fifteenth Heavenly Realm·Broken Void.
Endless vortices, large and small, multicolored, densely packed, distributed throughout a massive hole******* a cavity entirely composed of countless vortices.
Jiu Se and Fang Yu floated in the air, quietly facing off.
Snap.
The hairband tying Jiu Se’s long hair suddenly snapped.
He was slightly startled, reaching out to pinch the falling jade hairpiece.
An ominous foreboding quietly spread from the depths of his heart.
"Fang Yu is right in front of me, and the other Taoist Ancestors and Heavenly Venerables are being held up, evenly matched, to the point where I have the upper hand."
Jiu Se squinted slightly.
"So, what have I not accounted for?"
Countless thoughts raced through his mind at a speed far beyond that of supercomputers, calculating all possible changes.
But it’s useless.
Some things, some variables, he simply hadn’t included in his calculations, thus couldn’t foresee potential problems.
"Have you sensed anything?" Fang Yu remained in a human form, not transforming into his true self.
Both appeared the same.
This is Broken Void, a realm that breaks all illusion and external forces.
Even Taoist Ancestors couldn’t escape it.
Hence, they could only engage in combat in their most primordial state.
Their powers were the same, and their insights differed only between black and white, like light and shadow.
True victory or defeat would be decided by willpower.
Therefore, Broken Void returned everything to its essence, stripping it bare, allowing them to fight.
"Our powers are temporarily stored in the countless vortices around us, inaccessible.
Only willpower remains our sole dependency."
Fang Yu remarked coolly.
"Every variable is within your and my calculations; there is nothing left undone."
"Did you lure me here just to say this? Entrust victory or defeat to fate?"
Jiu Se mocked.
"I am merely doing what I want and ought to do." Fang Yu raised his right hand, and a crescent serrated long blade appeared in his grasp.
"Vacant Heavenly Moon·Shadowless Blade."
He gently slashed forward.
A simple black crescent flew towards Jiu Se.
With a pop, the crescent exploded mid-air, transforming into a cluster of lotus-like blades, instantly encompassing all of Jiu Se’s evasive spaces.
Every blade struck Jiu Se’s body firmly.
Yet emitted piercing ringing sounds.
He remained indifferent, suspended in place, allowing the black blades to stab into him.
Golden light burst from his body.
A colossal golden Buddha’s silhouette slowly emerged behind him.
"Buddha Wheel."
Jiu Se pressed a hand towards Fang Yu.
From his body, countless golden whip-like entities flew out rapidly, aimed at Fang Yu at terrifying speeds exceeding light.
When the long whip was just a short distance from Fang Yu, it could not get closer.
Even though they were flying rapidly, they could not approach as if separated by a layer of space that could never be touched.
Primordial Peaceful Cultivation Technique, this is Fang Yu’s self-created top-grade cultivation technique that has already reached great achievement.
Unable to break causality, it is impossible to touch him directly.
The two did not use other methods, merely continuing to repeat their previous moves.
Though the moves seemed ineffective, they were subtly breaking through the opponent’s defenses at a speed invisible to the naked eye.
The Jiu Se golden body was slowly breaking at an extremely slow pace.
And Fang Yu’s absolute isolation was gradually being breached, approaching slowly.
Both appeared indifferent, as if they hadn’t noticed the change.
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The Seventh Abyss, the land of desolation.
Countless white calamity qi permeated everywhere; the landscape and everything of this abyss had been completely consumed by the calamity qi, only occasionally finding a few extremely powerful beings hiding in their lairs waiting for annihilation.
Black earth, gray-white calamity qi sky.
The Lord of Seasons walked slowly on the hard black stone surface, step by step, towards the distant land ahead.
A huge abscess was parasitizing on his body, filled with countless black spots in the white background.
Inside the abscess, you could occasionally see translucent things like threads slowly moving under the skin.
"Trying to get rid of me?" A voice came to the Lord of Seasons’ ear.
"It’s useless. No matter how powerful you are, I can attach myself to you and become stronger." The voice revealed a hint of cunning and malice.
"You think you have me locked down? Egg of Despair!" The Lord of Seasons’s eerie face, half male half female, showed pain and coldness.
"What do you think?"
The Egg of Despair, the Army Master of the Seventh Heavenly Demon, did not think this Shadow City Taoist Ancestor had any means to stop its parasitic corruption.
"I cannot remove you, but...." The Lord of Seasons suddenly stopped, standing still.
"I can remove myself....."
Suddenly his entire body split in two from the middle.
Chest and back equally divided into two parts.
It was as if a blade had horizontally cut from the crown, dividing the face and back of the head evenly into front and back.
The Lord of Seasons’ torso, arms, legs were all divided into two parts in that moment.
One front, one back.
The back half of the body, upon separation, loudly tore open and out grew a large patch of flower roots.
Countless roots crazily drilled towards the abscess on the back.
"Ocean of Flowers..."
The front half of the Lord of Seasons opened arms in a trance-like state.
"Interesting!"
The Egg of Despair was forcibly dug out of the half-body, falling to the ground and quickly enveloped by countless brown-yellow flower roots.
A multitude of thorn-like roots crazily drilled towards the abscess shell, trying to penetrate and consume everything.
Yet all roots were easily kept out.
The Lord of Seasons didn’t plan to simply eliminate the Egg of Despair.
Having fought all the way from the River of Aging, both were extremely familiar with each others’ divine skills.
Decades of battling would leave even the dullest understanding of the opponent’s moves.
Not to mention, the two Taoist Ancestors’ divine thoughts could spin countless thoughts in an instant.
"Growth."
The Lord of Seasons gently raised a hand.
The earth began to tremble violently, with an endless mass of brown-yellow roots emerging rapidly from the ground.
All roots twisted into a mass, then stretched, elongated, and sharpened.
Soon forming a massive pointed root spike.
Schiz!
The root spike suddenly pierced towards the Egg of Despair.
Thud!
The Egg of Despair was directly pierced through.
Dark yellow pus flowed out from the egg, seemingly ordinary pus, yet on an unrecognizable level, countless billions of insect eggs secretly drilled into the ground.
With both hands clasped, the Lord of Seasons released numerous flower seeds and spores from his body.
These tiny seeds and spores began an intense microcosmic battle with hatched insects from the innumerable eggs.
The two stood still as if nothing had happened. Simply standing quietly.
Time passed slowly.
Gradually, behind the Lord of Seasons appeared four colored auras.
Green representing spring, golden for summer, dark yellow for autumn, silver white for winter.
The four rings of light glowed brightly behind him, slowly spinning, with countless seasonal flowers faintly appearing from within.
The Egg of Despair parasitized half of the flesh, now thoroughly consumed, had formed a dark red giant egg over ten meters high.
Through its semi-transparent shell, one countless insect eggs could be seen slowly moving, exploding, reborn.
The exploding insect eggs released an imperceptible fearsome power, on a minuscule level, eroding the Lord of Seasons’ auroras.
Their battlefield was not here but on an even smaller level undetectable by human eyes.
Hundreds of billions of spores and insect eggs fought fiercely on this ultra-miniaturistic scale.
This limits the scope of their battlefield.
But the danger far exceeded other Taoist Ancestors.
Power refined to this level, meant extreme purity.
The two were locked in an enduring battle.
Neither Heavenly Demon Army Master Egg of Despair nor Shadow City Lord of Seasons.
Both survived the Abyssal Taoist Ancestor War.
The fact that they survived that war show they are fierce entities. The not strong Taoist Ancestors became resources for surviving Taoist Ancestors.
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