If cots were fleeting, what then was everlasting?
If a butterfly’s life faded before autumn, would it not bear any regrets?
Murong Lin understood that nothing was truly fleeting.
Following the epheral brilliance, what remained was an enduring darkness.
After the transient teor, it would reappear in centuries.
Following the death of one butterfly, others would erge in the following year, with even more resplendence.
Hence, life was not fleeting. There had to be faith that life would leave an enduring imprint.
Murong Lin swung his newly forged fourth blade with deliberate slowness.
“Everlasting Style!”
The blade light moved, seeming both incredibly swift and agonizingly slow simultaneously.
It painted its path wherever it travelled, leaving traces that seed destined to never vanish.
Despair began to etch itself onto ng Xing Hun’s face as he witnessed this attack.
However, echoing shouts soon emanated behind him, causing his despair to waver montarily. He brandished his sword, charging forward with a defiant roar, “Run, everyone! If even one of you survives, it’s worth it!”
He started swinging his blade again.
But this ti, it was no longer directed towards Murong Lin.
He knew that blocking this blade was impossible, and all he could hope to do now was to try and save these people before his inevitable demise.
ng Xing Hun sacrificed his own vitality as he brought down his sword.
This strike held a chilling finality incomparable to his last.
It was akin to a sorrowful cot streaking through the sombre night sky.
The sword’s radiance flashed, obliterating a multitude of Blood Bat Locusts and forging a path.
However, before the others could seize the opportunity to flee, they bore witness to Murong Lin’s blade light striking ng Xing Hun.
The world was an everlasting entity.
Had anyone ever truly glimpsed the boundlessness of this world?
Even in their last monts, it would remain unchanging.
And this blade led ng Xing Hun to his demise.
The world was everlasting, and none could escape its grasp.
ng Xing Hun had no ti to react as the blade severed his body in two.
The brilliance in his eyes waned, no longer holding the shimr of cots, nor the profundity of the night.
Mournful cries echoed among the onlookers. So fled, while others descended into madness.
They rushed along the path ng Xing Hun’s strike had carved, their speed causing even the Blood Bat Locusts to struggle to keep pace.
With a smile, Murong Lin commanded the stronger locusts to consu the fallen bodies, while another swarm pursued and eliminated the survivors.
In the end, a dozen individuals managed to escape the carnage.
However, Murong Lin chose not to pursue them. Instead, he sat down on the spot and focused on healing his wounds.
The battle had taken a toll on him, and creating the fourth blade, ‘Everlasting style’, had drained a significant amount of his energy.
Only as night descended did he reopen his eyes.
He stood, feeling the slender blade in his grip, a grin etching his lips.
“Now, nothing can stand in my way.”
Murong Lin advanced steadily, and his ever-present Blood Bat Locusts followed suit. They had devoured not only Old Bo, Wan Roc King, and ng Xing Hun, but also the hundreds of experts who had fallen in the battle.
Now, Murong Lin commanded a legion of over a hundred Sky Reaching realm Blood Bat Locusts, including one at the ninth layer of the Sky Reaching realm.
With satisfaction, he observed the locust in his hand and pointed toward a patch of land untouched by the swarm, “Consu this world!”
Instantly, countless Blood Bat Locusts from the little town took flight, rejoicing and crying out in joy to their master. They ford a whirling vortex around Murong Lin, their dance creating a hurricane as they enveloped him in the centre.
As Murong Lin soared northward, the hurricane of Blood Bat Locusts relentlessly swept through everything in its path. When it reached the forest, its powerful suction force uprooted trees, allowing the swarming locusts to devour them in an instant.
Countless beasts were unable to even emit a cry before they were swiftly devoured by the ravenous locusts, leaving nothing behind of their corpses.
Accompanied by Murong Lin’s occasional release of blade Qi, the already ravaged landscape beca even more desolate.
anwhile, those who had managed to escape the small town quickly spread the horrifying news to the gathering of people.
Despair settled over the crowd.
“It’s the end! The locusts will consu us all!”
“Wuwuwu! Why did this happen? Where did we go wrong?”
“Since we’re all going to die, what’s the harm in indulging ourselves before the end?”
Faced with impending death, the darker aspects of human nature began to erge.
Before Murong Lin and his horde of locusts even arrived to attack the human settlent, it had already descended into chaos. By the ti they reached it, there was hardly any resistance left. Despite the presence of so hidden experts and even gunpowder masters among the humans, they were overwheld by the sheer numbers and absolute power of Murong Lin’s forces.
The central camp fell swiftly without any losses on Murong Lin’s side, and he wasted no ti in expanding his exploration of this world.
His power had grown significantly, reaching the seventh layer of the Sky Reaching realm. With this level of strength, he estimated that it wouldn’t take more than ten days to complete his exploration of the world.
And so, Murong Lin ordered his Blood Bat Locusts to completely devour this world. With a single sweep of one’s gaze, all that could be seen were desolate and barren lands, even the soil was turned over for the locusts to consu the creatures beneath.
Even the lifeforms within the once vast sea t their end, as the ravenous locusts left no corner untouched.
Upon stepping beyond the end of the sea, one would step out of the boundaries of this hidden realm, and one would be t with the endless void that lay beyond. This boundless void was so treacherous that even those in the Cognizance realm might not last for more than a second.
After a month had passed, Murong Lin’s ti within the hidden realm ca to an end. The three-month cultivation period he had been granted had elapsed. He gathered the countless Blood Bat Locusts and stored them within the spirit familiar storage bag provided by the system.
With his venture concluded, he began to assess the gains he had acquired from this endeavour
“Anti, open the system window.” Murong Lin requested.
Undefeatable Villan SystemMaster: Murong Lin
Villan score: 800
Age: 19
Cultivation: Seventh layer of the Sky Reaching realm
Innate talent: Bloody Poisonous Insect Acupoint, Little villain halo, ‘Wrathful, selfish’
Cultivation thod: 《Lifelessness Law》 (Mortal form: Evil of lifelessness, lawlessness and formlessness)
Skills: 《Heaven and Earth Blade Art》(Nasent form of Blade Intent),《Heart-Hurting Arrow》, 《Flowing Cloud Fluttering Sleeve》……
Equipnt: Naless Paring Knife, God Sealing Silver Chain
Spirit familiar: Bloody Poisonous Insect, Blood Bat Locusts (Swarm)
Servants: The 108 levels of the Qing Yi Tower (Incomplete)
Inventory: So resources within the storage ring, Fragnt of ‘Great villain halo’*4, Blessed Enigma Cauldron, Mysterious map (Zhou Fan), Mysterious ring (Long Chen)
“During these three months, my cultivation has broken through to the seventh layer, and I’ve awakened Blade Intent while creating the four styles of the Heaven and Earth Blade Art. But compared to the previous two months, it still feels a bit lacking.” Murong Lin remarked with a shake of his head as he took in his surroundings.
He was still within the Demonic Beast Forest, although his exact location remained unknown.
Murong Lin clapped his hands, conjuring a figure dressed in green within the forest.
This figure approached him with respect, kneeling before Murong Lin and addressing him, “Floor master Qing Sha Lou greets master.”
“In these few days, has anything significant happened?” Murong Lin inquired, not particularly concerned about Yan’s affairs.
He viewed the entire country of Yan as a trifling matter that he could easily crush with his current level of cultivation.
And as for his friends and subordinates within Yan?
For a person like Murong Lin, they held even less significance to him.
“Master, after your three-month seclusion, many significant events have occurred. Please allow your servant to explain in detail.
Firstly, the matter you are most concerned about, the protagonists.”
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