Told You I Can Turn Back Time
Chapter 205 - 147: The Second Sublimation Pool

Chapter 205: Chapter 147: The Second Sublimation Pool

Beneath the young man’s gentle gaze, Jing Shiyu felt as if every secret she had was being instantly seen through, engulfing her in an indescribable sense of panic.

She hastily whispered to Lin Xing beside her, "This feeling, it’s very much like the Heavenly Eye that the Sect Hierarch used to employ. This person might possess formidable penetrative abilities."

Lin Xing nodded, understanding that the Sect Hierarch mentioned must be the leader of the Heavenly Will Sect.

At this moment, as Lin Xing looked at the scholar on the dragon head, the pressure released from the other’s body was simply too powerfully oppressive. Neither Xuanzhenzi from the Heavenly Will Sect nor the white-dressed woman from the Taiqing Sect he had previously encountered had given him such a dangerous sensation.

"Only, it’s unknown whether this person is benevolent or evil, and if he would kill indiscriminately."

Just when everyone at the scene thought the scholar atop the dragon’s head would say something, they saw him not utter a word, instead, unfurling an ancient painting in the air.

It was a majestic landscape painting with towering mountains that reached into the clouds, and turbulent rivers under a boundless sky, seemingly encompassing the whole world within it.

Even as someone who knew nothing about ink paintings, Lin Xing could sense an overwhelmingly vast aura rushing forth from it.

Above the mountains and rivers of the painting, in the endless sky, there were also four differently colored, ferociously clawing dragons depicted.

Each dragon possessed a momentum that could swallow mountains and tip seas, as if they were competing to devour the entire world in one gulp.

These four dragons occupied about half of the Heavenly River depicted in the painting, leaving a large empty space as if waiting for a master artist to continue the creation.

With the unrolling of the painting, all the people on the battlefield seemed to be intimidated by the stunning imposingness within the painting, staring blankly at the dragons.

In the next moment, one of the dragons suddenly let out a roar and astonishingly leaped out of the painting, tumbling down onto the battlefield.

After releasing the dragon, the scholar no longer looked down but lifted his head in the direction the Evil-cutting Sect Master had fled.

It was as if the scene below was just an anthill he had chanced upon, not worth his further attention.

As he collected the painting, the dragon seated upon it twisted its body, and with a howl, it rushed towards the direction the Evil-cutting Sect Master had escaped.

With the descent of the dragon, the crowd within and outside of Duke Mansion became increasingly chaotic.

The Sword Heroine, who had already concealed her presence and was lying in wait for an opportunity to assassinate Jing Shiyu, was also startled by the scholar and the sudden arrival of the dragon. Her heart leapt with excitement as she watched the direction in which the scholar departed, igniting intense battle will in her eyes: "Since when did such an expert appear in this world?"

On the other hand, Xuan Jizi, upon witnessing this scene, felt his heart in turmoil: "When did that old coot offend such a powerful figure? Always eschewing good deeds, just causing calamity for the sect..."

Watching the descending dragon, he gradually felt a foreboding sense of doom.

Lin Xing activated his spiritual vision, observing the direction of the other’s descent, his eyes suddenly changing.

He saw the dragon roar and head straight towards the Puppet Girl controlled by Bai Yiyi.

"It’s going after Master Bai," he said.

With a step, Lin Xing surged forward, unleashing six Sword Intents around him that sliced through the surrounding soldiers, bringing forth a mist of blood.

Just as Lin Xing advanced towards Bai Yiyi, the dragon had already whistled overhead the Puppet Girl.

The dragon’s claw, as tall as a person, whipped up a tumultuous wind, viciously clawing down at the Puppet Girl.

Bai Yiyi let out a cry of alarm and quickly flew backward, clutching the King of Hailan.

A tearing sound resounded.

Accompanied by the shattering of cloth, the Puppet Girl’s back, carrying the remnants of the Jade Girl, had been snatched up by the dragon.

Seeing this, Bai Yiyi was taken aback: "Does it intend to steal the remains of the Jade Girl?"

But in the next moment, she saw another claw of the dragon stretch out, trailing a series of afterimages, reaching for her once again.

"Again?" Bai Yiyi roared, tossing the King of Hailan away before striking a powerful punch towards the dragon claw that was pounding down.

Roar!

Watching her punch repel the dragon, causing it to scream in retreat, excitement flashed across Bai Yiyi’s face: "Has my strength recovered?"

But in the next instant, seeing streaks of firelight bursting from the dragon’s body, Bai Yiyi realized it was Lin Xing’s Thunderbolt Darts that had been shot over.

Six consecutive Thunderbolt Darts exploded amongst intense flames, sending countless fragments scattering and tearing open wounds on the dragon’s body, showering it in a heap of dragon scales.

Roar!

The dragon, injured by this strike, let out an earth-shattering roar, then opened its mouth and spewed out mist.

As the dragon’s shape dove into the cloud of mist, it suddenly vanished along with the clouds.

A sharp pain shot through Lin Xing’s chest, and to his astonishment, he saw that he had been bitten in half by the dragon and swallowed.

When he regained his senses, Lin Xing found himself back at the moment when the dragon had descended from the sky.

"Did the dragon become invisible?"

This time, Lin Xing didn’t give the dragon a chance to attack Master Bai and immediately sent a barrage of Thunderbolt Darts soaring into the sky as the dragon arrived.

In the midst of a violent explosion, the Jiaolong had once again burrowed into the clouds and disappeared.

Lin Xing, pulling Jing Shiyu behind him, retreated quickly and saw the ground where he had been standing explode with a bang, devoured by the dragon’s maw.

At the same time, several thunderbolts already shot out again following Lin Xing’s will, but they missed their mark.

Following that, with continual activation of time reversal, Lin Xing and the Jiaolong engaged in an intense battle.

He quickly realized that the Jiaolong was not simply invisible, but seemed to enter another space-like dimension, immune to regular attacks.

"But this process is not without its flaws; every time the Jiaolong comes into contact with its opponent, it reveals its true form..."

"That is to say, one must act in the instant it attacks its target."

With this intelligence as a base, Lin Xing started to employ different tactics.

He tried retaliating in the moment his opponent attacked, but soon found his physical body too fragile, doomed to fatal injury by even a single strike.

Then Lin Xing began to use Bai Yiyi as bait, launching his attacks in the instant the Puppet Girl was struck.

But the Jiaolong’s body was incredibly sturdy; even with six thunderbolts striking true, Lin Xing struggled to kill it.

Instead, the Puppet Girl would be swallowed whole and then disappear without a trace.

After another reversal of time, Bai Yiyi, watching the Jiaolong fall from the sky, suddenly noticed the box in her hand whooshing away with the rising Sword Intent, bursting forth with waves of energy.

With a loud bang, as the box above Lin Xing’s head exploded, five evil artifacts fell out.

Xuan Jizi and two others suddenly widened their eyes at this sight.

"So many evil artifacts?!" Xuan Jizi internally exclaimed, "Could these be the remnants of what Ma Hong has been accumulating over the years?"

In Xuan Jizi’s memory, evil spirits had always been a scarce existence in this world.

Only in the last few years had their numbers gradually increased.

After years of effort, Ma Hong, excluding those he had already used, had saved up these five evil artifacts.

Now, having acquired these five evil artifacts, Lin Xing possessed six in total.

However, Xuan Jizi then suddenly widened his eyes again, his face showing anger, "What a waste of heaven’s treasures, such a waste indeed!"

He saw Lin Xing in the distance smash open two evil artifacts, inhaling the black mist that emerged.

"Using two directly, is he attempting to transcend for the second time?"

As an elder of the Evil-cutting Sect, Xuan Jizi, of course, knew of this direct use of evil artifacts.

He was also aware that the first legacy required one evil artifact for transcendence, while the second legacy required two.

The disparity between these two realms was immense; the transcendence achieved through the arts varied greatly, and naturally, so did the number of evil artifacts needed.

But this method of direct use, in Xuan Jizi’s view, was sheer wastefulness.

"Such an improvement depends entirely on luck; the chance of obtaining the desired transcendence is one in ten thousand."

"This is not only a waste of evil artifacts, but also a mockery of one’s own future..."

Watching this scene, Xuan Jizi felt a pain so intense that the last time he had felt this way was upon learning that the Evil-cutting Sect Master had desecrated the previous Sect Master’s grave.

On the other hand, Lin Xing once more assessed his newly acquired second transcendence.

Heavenly Sword Authority: During the use of the Sword Control Technique, one could burst forth with a sliver of Heavenly Sword Authority, causing any swordsmen of a slightly lower realm to kneel and worship with utmost reverence.

Lin Xing shook his head, knowing that this time was another miss.

Since starting this second transcendence, all the transcendent abilities he had seen were significantly stronger than those from the first legacy.

To Lin Xing, it was clear that the second transcendence was in an entirely different league from the first.

"I still haven’t encountered what I need."

What Lin Xing sought for in the transcendence of the Sword Control Technique was the second transcendence named "Ten Thousand Swords," an essential piece for the formation of the images revived in his memory.

Of course, if he encountered a second transcendence that could make up for his current lack of offensive power, helping him slay the Jiaolong, he would also accept it.

Sword Refinement Ritual: Imbuing a sword with spiritual thoughts daily, one could steadily enhance the quality of the sword.

Lin Xing shook his head again: "This is clearly focused on a single sword, whereas my ambition lies in controlling swords universally, with all things serving as my blade. How can I limit myself to just one sword?"

Abandonment of Love Swordsmanship: A transcendent ability realized by a Sword Hero through hardship and adversity. Through repeated losses, one grasps the major sword path of using emotion to control emotion; relinquishing a wife to ultimately reunite, and abandoning a sword to truly obtain it.

"What nonsense."

Lin Xing paused, prepared to initiate another time reversal.

Primordial Yang Divine Sword: Condensing the purity of one’s Primordial Yang inside the body to forge the Primordial Yang Divine Sword. The first layer of the Divine Sword requires one year as a Primordial Yang Body, a simple requirement that even the most promiscuous could achieve. The second layer needs two years. However, the third layer becomes doubly difficult, necessitating four years as a Primordial Yang Body, with each subsequent layer demanding an exponential increase in years, until the ninth layer achieves the perfection of the Primordial Yang Divine Sword.

Lin Xing regarded this Primordial Yang Divine Sword and felt even more perplexed: "Wouldn’t reaching the ninth layer take hundreds of years? Who would spend hundreds of years to practice such a second transcendence?"