Eternal Swordmaster
Chapter 922 - 917 Transcendence Part 1

Chapter 922: Chapter 917 Transcendence Part 1

"Do you still have consciousness?"

Tian Yin, the Dragon King, tentatively asked.

Lin Xin wielded three swords, and his other arms gathered a multitude of blood-red light swords. The dense array of sword blades pointed sharply at Tian Yin.

"You’re the only one left."

He grinned and vanished in an instant.

Tian Yin, the Dragon King’s eyes narrowed, and her long dragon tail swung back.

Boom!!

The dragon tail struck the chaotic void, directly sweeping away the emerging Lin Xin behind her.

He clasped a large bundle of sword blades in front of him, forming a defense to block the swing.

Lin Xin took two steps back.

The Divine Wind Sword Technique suddenly unfolded.

"Lamentation!"

A soul impact, overwhelmingly sad, fiercely crashed into Tian Yin’s mind, causing her to feel a brief dizziness.

In that instant, Lin Xin’s blood-red figure suddenly appeared before her.

For Universal Overlords like them, a moment’s pause in battle often meant the difference between life and death.

Rumble!

A sound wave exploded between them, almost beyond ear’s hearing.

A mass of white flesh blasted out between them.

Tian Yin, the Dragon King, staggered back several steps, revealing a bowl-sized black hole on her body.

"Looks like I’ll have to release the seal!"

She grimaced, and circles of blue-black rune chains began to appear on her body.

Clang!

With a crisp sound, the rune chains began to slowly shatter, one circle after another, from bottom to top.

Lin Xin, of course, wouldn’t stand idly by and wait for her to completely unseal.

His figure turned into a red line, rapidly shuttling back and forth beside the Dragon King Tian Yin.

Time ceased to flow; a temporal disruption had long formed around them.

The two clashed at high speed, terrifying red light and white flesh splattering simultaneously.

Tian Yin stood motionless, her flesh rapidly healing, and her aura becoming increasingly fierce and heavy.

She allowed Lin Xin to slice her as if with a knife, but the damage from his cuts became weaker and smaller.

Finally, just as Lin Xin was about to slash again with his sword blade,

Tian Yin suddenly stretched out her hand and flicked her finger. A mass of transparent Qi Force, carrying immense power far exceeding her previous strength, fiercely collided with Lin Xin’s sword blade.

Clang!!!

Both were shaken all over.

Tian Yin retreated two steps.

Lin Xin, however, stepped back over ten steps before he steadied himself.

Swish!

All the light sword blades he had gathered suddenly merged into one, forming once again that powerful broad-bladed sword that had previously pierced Jiu Se.

"The Poverty Sword... so it really is, but alas it’s incomplete."

Tian Yin’s pupils contracted slightly. Her expression was, however, calm. If it were the complete Poverty Sword, she wouldn’t be able to escape today.

This Divine Sword is hailed as the ultimate killing move of Sword Cultivators, formed by compressing countless sword dao and sword intents into a Grand Primordial Sword Dao, or it could also be called Great Chaotic Sword Intent.

It’s a sword of endless transformation, the full name being the Poverty Sword.

Its power is naturally extremely formidable.

Tian Yin, the Dragon King, had once seen a mighty Sword Master who had condensed the Poverty Sword. He had tested the Poverty Sword’s might.

In the instant of its swing, it could instantly transform the infused power into countless sword dao and sword intents targeting the opponent’s power nature.

This is a Divine Sword capable of automatically searching for weaknesses.

It’s a unique Divine Sword that Sword Cultivators can only hope to condense by consolidating all their sword dao insights.

Even the strongest Sword Master could only briefly unleash the Poverty Sword’s power in a moment against opponents he deeply understood.

Yet now, Lin Sherie has materialized it into essence, despite having no understanding of his opponent.

"Since that’s the case...."

With a twist of her arms, Tian Yin, the Dragon King, appeared to be stirring the void before her.

A mass of dark gold Buddha’s Light, threaded with black lines, emerged before her.

Swoosh!

She thrust her right arm into the Buddha’s Light and fiercely pulled.

Sshhh!

A jade-like, green Precept Sword, surrounded by countless ribbons of Buddhist scriptures, was drawn from the Buddha’s Light.

The Precept Sword was half the length of Tian Yin, the Dragon King’s body, and glittered like jade.

Most striking were the wisps of mist it continually exuded, within which glimpses of myriad human facets—love, desire, anger—could be seen.

A single glance would lead one to sink into its dreams.

"This is the Illusory Intention Blade that Future Buddha left with me back then, just perfect to see which prowesses among these two blades and swords is superior!"

Holding the Illusory Intention Blade, Tian Yin, the Dragon King, charged toward Lin Xin.

Lin Xin, clutching four swords, faced the Illusory Intention Blade with the Poverty Sword, while the other three swords—Anger, Lamentation, and Fear—thrust at Tian Yin from three different angles.

Boom!!

Just as the Poverty Sword clashed with the Illusory Intention Blade, countless thread-like transparent sword intents burst forth. These were the Poverty Sword threads targeting the opponent’s weaknesses.

Countless sword threads tried to find the Illusory Intention Blade’s weakness in the shortest time.

The Illusory Intention Blade’s surrounding mist of illusions thickened.

Countless illusory realms, akin to life’s reincarnations, engulfed wave after wave of Poverty Sword threads.

The endless cycles of reincarnation prevented the threads from finding weaknesses swiftly, instead, they were obliterated by the Illusory Realm’s soul sect.

Yet the Illusory Intention Blade is not without its cost; the green light on it is rapidly dimming and weakening with the influx of sword strands.

The other three swords were all blocked by the white dragon beneath Tian Yin Dragon King using its dragon horns and tail.

The huge body of the white dragon was tightly pressed against Lin Xin, with less than five meters between them.

Five meters, for two overlord-level powerhouses, was equivalent to an intimate face-to-face encounter.

Amidst the battle, the surroundings had become a shattered colorful chaotic space.

It was the void beyond the broken Abyss of the Black Universe, where there was no time, no space, only chaos.

In such an environment, being chaotic in nature, no matter how much destruction occurred, it remained unchanged. Hence, destruction was of no consequence.

The two engaged in a frenzied battle, the knives and swords swung dozens of times in seconds.

Every strike carried the immense power capable of crushing galaxies as it exploded.

At this point, Tian Yin Dragon King lifted the seal, unleashing her true strength.

As the seals broke more and more, one circle after another.

The faint musical notes that floated around her grew louder.

The melody was extremely pleasant, bringing a sense of lazy sleepiness and security, constantly assaulting Lin Xin’s body.

If he relaxed for even a moment, he would face Tian Yin Dragon King’s merciless slaughter.

And as the seal was released, Tian Yin’s speed became faster and more urgent.

Being at the Taoist Ancestor level, everyone’s speed was calculated in light years per second.

Yet there was still a difference in speed among Taoist Ancestors.

The previously doubled strength of Lin Xin barely allowed him to counter Tian Yin in terms of speed.

But now with the seal lifted, Tian Yin Dragon King’s speed further increased.

A black sphere-like objects appeared naturally around her.

They were wormholes, forming the basic shape of a star gate.

Her speed had reached the point where even space-time could not withstand it, naturally creating wormholes to reduce friction between her and space-time, allowing more of Tian Yin Dragon King’s power to swiftly reach its destination.

Boom! Boom boom boom!!

Lin Xin’s defense became increasingly desperate, barely withstanding the onslaught of the Illusory Intention Blade, yet he managed to hold on.

The energy from countless Taoist Ancestors absorbed earlier was being devoured madly within him, then absorbed and strengthened to continue resisting external pressures.

Attribute points skyrocketed at an indiscernibly fast rate.

Yet compared to before, it was much slower, unable to reach a speed of a billion points per second.

With each of their strikes, a terrifying explosive impact capable of dispersing the colorful chaos in the void instantly erupted.

Chaotic energy was swiftly devoured and assimilated on Lin Xin’s body; his attribute points had been enhanced to the point where he could start frantically devouring external objects.

Meanwhile, as long as Tian Yin Dragon King approached the surrounding chaos, colorful chaos would be decomposed into various basic elemental forces like earth, water, wind, and fire.

Each elemental force was infused with a faint melody.

As the melody grew stronger, although Lin Xin’s speed and power increased with the devouring, his resistance weakened instead.

At this moment, his face unknowingly split into two parts.

The left side was crazed and sinister, the right side was cold and gloomy.

Under the previous efforts of Jiu Se, coupled with the melody of Tian Yin Dragon King at this moment.

Lin Xin, whose soul and will had been swallowed by the Divine Wind Sword Art, finally managed to break free from the self-destructive nature of the Divine Wind Sword Intent.

Yet the destructive will of the Black Universe continued to oppress his soul body, attempting to re-integrate it into the Divine Wind Sword Intent.

Screech!!

Tian Yin Dragon King’s Precept Sword severed most of Lin Xin’s body, extinguishing it.

Lin Xin was forced to fly away from the direction of the Forging Heaven Scripture Disk.

Yet the wounds on his body were rapidly healing and recovering; supported by the universal destructive will, he was currently in a state supported by an undying and indestructible cosmic trend.

Even Tian Yin Dragon King could not completely destroy his divine soul at this moment, though she was beginning to show signs of fatigue.

Though she was stronger than Jiu Se Fang Yu, she wasn’t an infinite force; the stronger the power, the greater the consumption during the burst.

The strength she had accumulated over countless years was swiftly consumed in the exchange with Lin Xin.

"I can’t go on like this! At this rate, I will eventually be exhausted by this universe!"

Tian Yin knew very well.

She wasn’t really fighting Lin Xin; she was battling the proxy destructive will of the entire Black Universe.

They sought transcendence.

But the Black Universe would not allow them to take away the power they cultivated and detach from itself.

It was necessary to understand that whether Tian Yin Dragon King, Jiu Se Divine Monarch, Fang Yu, or other Taoist Ancestors.

They were actually rooted within the Black Universe, slowly growing strong, the fruits borne from it.

Equivalent to the entire Black Universe nurturing crystallizations.

Now they sought transcendence and detachment, akin to tearing a part of the Black Universe away.

This was the reason that prompted the destructive will to attach to Lin Xin, to intercept everything else.

Tian Yin Dragon King understood this; hence she knew that under these circumstances, Lin Xin was impossible to kill.

"I can’t kill you, but I can hold you back!"

Her eyes narrowed.

The long white dragon tail gently swayed in the air, like a huge brush, writing incomprehensible strokes in the chaos.

"Four Methods of Jie Yin."

Invisible marks written down remained in the chaos, rapidly halting the colorful chaos, as if frozen in that instant forever.

"Devour Light!"

Tian Yin Dragon King’s finger pointed at Lin Xin who flew towards her again.

Whoosh....

Everything around became dark.

Lin Xin suddenly felt he had lost all light.

All was pitch black around him.