Eternal Swordsman - 2
Chapter 96 - Misty Niat, Divine God Awakened

The Dark Abyss was quiet and quiet as usual, there was no sound, only the occasional profound beast roar. Jia Lin stood in the courtyard of the mansion, looking at an old man made from Fog. His shadow swayed with the wind, his eyes showing a deep calmness that could be considered frightening.

"Hmm, you've really relaxed in these few years. I thought you'd die now for what's going on"

The old man floated down, his eyes forming four with Jia Lin's eyes. Jia Lin just stood in his place, he could not feel this old man, nor could he say anything about him. This old man was very strange, he did not know why he would stay within his Qi region and how he could get there.

"I can only meditate and wait for the appointed time to leave. Junior abilities are limited and cannot forcibly get out of here"

Jia Lin put his hands together, bowing to the old man like a junior. This man was a person that he knew could step on him a million times and he would not be able to do anything about it, so it was wise not to be too arrogant in front of this old man. Little did he face something that he might regret for the rest of his life, even if he still had a life to regret back then.

"Hm. Many years had passed, but to me, the number of years was nothing. You barely understand the sword arts I have given you. Now, you're here sitting for years, doing nothing!"

The old man looked at Jia Lin as if he was going to take the mountain and slap Jia Lin's face with it for not practicing as instructed.

"Junior must apologize. I'm a little stuck with some things I just have to take care of"

Jia Lin bowed with an honest face. The old man had noticed everything he had done over these years and knew exactly what he was talking about.

"Since you possess this striking ability, you almost never use the power of a Mist, Slice, or Mist Intent sword form. Even your Dark Void blade has not even met the standards of children!"

While the old man was talking to Jia Lin, his voice grew colder with each second. Jia Lin knew that if this old man was angry, then he would be in a painful world.

"I have 9 years left. I can use these nine years to get myself to standard"

Jia Lin quickly stopped the old man from continuing. He could feel the pain in his body if he let him finish what he said.

"Snort, speak as if you have a choice in this matter. Show me one of your strongest abilities. I will let you see the potential in the Divine Path of the Black God"

The old man waved his hand and took a step back. Jia Lin could only smile sadly seeing his current bad luck.

"Okay, of course senior"

Jia Lin took a few steps back, which was a hundred meters away from the old man, his white hair was blown away by the wind, the light around his body started to dim as the forces of darkness consumed all the light.

"The Heavenly Prison Hand Palm, three fingers imprisoned and killed the God"

Jia Lin's face was focused and very serious, he knew that he had to get the acknowledgement of this old man no matter what today. The energy within his body surged with the power of space, the void above his head twisted with many cracks.

The three big fingers with Dao law runes all over its surface descended like the judgment of the world. For these fingers, it didn't matter where Jia Lin was, whether he was in a sealed room or even inside a mansion, as long as he had sufficient strength, either, then these fingers will appear on his call.

Around these fingers, a black fog swirled, cracks appearing around the fingers with shocking momentum. The old man looked up into the air above his head where his fingers were pressing down, his eyes looking extremely cold.

"Slicing"

The old man pushed his right index finger out, the sword Qi was so sharp that it could split the world burst from it that it was as if it was dimming the world. The black radiance from the sword-like shot across the sky as in the apocalypse, this light contained the howls of ghosts and the cries of Gods mixed within it. Fingers came down and a beam of light rose.

Bang

zzzz

The old man looked at the big finger that had a big wound in the middle. The air around the finger is twisted and the mark on the finger fades.

"broken"

The old man shifted his gaze from his fingers and turned to Jia Lin.

EXPLOSIONS

The fingers in the sky broke into a bright light, his voice so loud that it made Jia Lin's ears ring in pain.

"You're stronger than me in a few light years. So how can this be calculated"

Jia Lin unsheathed the sword from his back, his fight would be ignited and smouldering wildly. After testing himself against millions of puppets, he had never fought against a single warrior who could show his true limits in a single fight. So even though he knew he was worthless in front of this old man, his will to fight rose!

“If it was in the past, then you wouldn't even be able to stand 5,000 meters near one of my attacks. This is only the power of the king's kingdom that can be reached by your Fanamu's body. It's just that your territory is lacking and far behind the strength of your body. My strength is related to your strength, I only have a better understanding than you"

The old man looked at Jia Lin with a cold expression on his face. His words somewhat scared Jia Lin, his body was at the King realm but his Qi realm was only at the Spirit Awakening realm? What does that mean and how strange is it?.

"Sound"

Jia Lin frowned as he listened to the old man, the use of the Iris Sword Style was shocking. Its application was also common so what kind of understanding did the old man talk about and what was lacking from him?.

zzzz

WHIRR

Jia Lin's feet lifted from the ground, the air around his body shattered under the terrifying pressure. His white voice was blown by the wind as his body was as if it had teleported. The sword in his hand shone with a majestic Dao light, the power of space and time surging into the air like a roaring dragon.

One sword fell like a shooting star, a leaf pattern formed within Jia Lin's eyes, making it seem as if it could see through all of space and time. He could see every movement of the mist old man, his body started to split apart, forming six Jia Lin. Around the old man, a torrential homeland and a blazing flame burst out with a blood-thinning dark moon. From the ground, cracks appeared out of nowhere, spitting out a green mist that looked poisonous.

"The Great Magic of Paradoxes"

The old man looked around at the changing ground, his eyes still remained cold, clear, and calm. It seemed that even the end of the world could not make him change his expression. He looked at the six Jia Lin who were rushing towards him, they all looked the same, there was no difference between them at all.

Even though he was a form of smoke, he could still smell the pungent smell of green smoke. Even the cracks under his feet seemed so real that he could hear the cracks themselves. He turned his head to look at the blood dripping moon behind his back, his eyes slightly surprised but that was it.

"good. But not good enough"

The old man pushed his index finger out, from his finger, Black fog exploded, filling the sky. The fog shot up to 30 meters in the sky and took the form of a sword in the air. This sword was enormous and the power it contained was immense. Sword slashing, Fog burst out in all directions filled with sword Qi and sword potential. The ground cracked and the moon was destroyed.

"Mist Intentions. The Divine God Awakens."

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...Seriate...