Survival in an apartment, starting with a stroke of luck on a plane

The silver-haired woman with the ponytail from before was like that, and so is this one.

It seems that the Hand of Ash or the Council of Night are very interested in his little world.

The woman walked toward the entrance to the small world.

Her footsteps were light, lighter than a cat's, and almost silent.

But she didn't know that every inch of the apartment was under Lin Yu's perception.

Just as she reached the entrance to the small world, preparing to step inside—

Space blockade.

Golden light spread out, enveloping the entire living room.

The woman's body stiffened abruptly.

Her spatial abilities were locked.

She turned around abruptly and saw that Lin Yu had already stood up from the sofa and was looking at her with the eyes of someone eyeing prey.

"Who are you?" Lin Yu asked.

The woman did not answer.

Her hand reached for her waist and drew two short swords—similar to the weapons of the silver-haired woman with the ponytail, but of higher quality.

The blade was engraved with dark red runes, exuding an ominous aura.

A legendary weapon.

"Another member of the Hand of Ashes?" Lin Yu frowned.

The woman remained silent.

She suddenly moved.

It was extremely fast—at least 30% faster than the silver-haired woman with the ponytail from before.

Two short swords, one above the other, were thrust towards Lin Yu's throat and heart respectively. The dark red runes on the blades lit up, releasing a corrosive energy.

Lin Yu did not take the hit head-on.

His figure drifted backward. The Void Walker's spatial abilities were unusable within the spatial lockdown area, but his basic agility was high enough that he barely dodged the two blows.

The woman missed her first attack and immediately followed up, her two short swords flashing like dark red afterimages as she stabbed at Lin Yu from all angles.

Her attack frequency was extremely high, and every strike was aimed at a vital point, a typical assassin's fighting style.

Lin Yu retreated while observing her attack patterns.

Under normal circumstances, a Legendary Level 01 vs. a Legendary Level 01 should be evenly matched.

But Lin Yu soon discovered that this woman had far more combat experience than he did—each of her attacks was executed with exceptional fluidity, without the slightest unnecessary movement, and her timing was impeccable.

If it weren't for the high level of defense in his Heavenly Gang Battle Armor, he would have been stabbed several times.

After several dozen rounds, Lin Yu was cornered against the wall.

The woman seized the opportunity and thrust out two short knives simultaneously, blocking all his escape routes from the left and right.

This attack was unavoidable.

Lin Yu did not dodge.

His third eye opened between his eyebrows.

Tianyan (Sky Eye)

A dark golden light shot out from the pupils, hitting the woman's face directly.

The woman paused for a moment—the insightful effect of her divine eye caused a brief disruption in her energy flow.

It was in that very moment.

Lin Yu swung his axe horizontally out with his left hand.

"Splitting the rock."

The dark golden axe light surged and slammed into the two short swords the woman was using to block.

"clang--!"

A loud bang.

The woman was thrown backward by the immense force, sliding more than ten meters, her feet carving two deep furrows in the floor.

Her hands were trembling, and her thumbs were split open, with dark red blood dripping down the hilt of the knife.

The power of the axe is immense.

Even at the early stage of the legendary level, she couldn't withstand the power of a divine artifact.

But she did not back down.

She let out a low growl, and the dark red energy around her surged. The runes on her two short swords shone brightly, and then her figure suddenly became blurry—not due to spatial abilities, but because of a speed so fast that it created afterimages.

She is burning with vitality.

Trading lifespan for a temporary boost in combat power.

Her aura surged from the early stage of Legendary to the middle stage of Legendary.

Lin Yu raised an eyebrow, and then golden light enveloped his body, causing his aura to surge.

The woman sensed the change in Lin Yu's aura, and for the first time, a flicker of emotion appeared in her dark red eyes—shock, and a hint of fear.

But she did not back down.

She's already burned with the power of life; retreating means certain death anyway, so she might as well give it her all.

She charged forward again, her two short knives radiating a dark red, corrosive energy, aiming straight for Lin Yu's face.

Lin Yu did not dodge.

He raised his right hand, and the Demon-Slaying Sword appeared in his palm.

Golden sword energy flowed across the blade, carrying an aura of holiness and majesty—the effect of the True Monarch's power.

"Slay the demon."

A sword slashed out.

This sword strike was completely different from the previous ones.

The golden sword energy transformed into a giant sword phantom tens of feet long, carrying the power to split mountains and cleave seas, and slashed fiercely at the woman.

The woman used two short swords to parry.

"clang--!!"

A deafening roar.

The woman's body flew out like a kite with a broken string, crashing through the living room wall and landing in the hallway outside.

One of her two daggers was broken, and the other was covered in cracks.

Her mask cracked open, revealing a pale face underneath—dark red blood trickling from the corner of her mouth.

The woman struggled to stand up, but her body wouldn't obey her commands.

That sword strike not only shattered her weapon, but also injured her internal organs and meridians.

Lin Yu walked up to her, the tip of the Demon-Slaying Sword pressed against her throat.

"Who sent you?"

The woman coughed up blood, looked at Lin Yu, and her dark red eyes held no fear, only a cold hatred.

"The Eternal Night Council...will not let you get away with this." Her voice was hoarse. "You killed Ice Nightmare, and so many of us...you cannot bear the Council's revenge."

The Council of Eternal Night.

Not the Hand of Ashes.

"Your goal is a small world?"

The woman didn't answer, but her silence said it all.

Why?

"...Because what we need is in that little world." The woman's voice grew weaker and weaker, the aftereffects of burning her life force beginning to take effect. "You wouldn't understand...you'll never understand..."

Her head lolled to the side, and she stopped breathing.

He wasn't killed by Lin Yu; he died because his life force was completely exhausted.

Lin Yu sheathed his Demon-Slaying Sword, looked at the corpse on the ground, and frowned.

The Eternal Night Council's target is the "things" within the small world.

What's in this small world? The Heart of the Nightmare World, the Zerg, the Divine Body Passage... and what else does the Eternal Night Council want?

He couldn't figure it out.

But at least one thing is clear—the Council of Eternal Night will not give up easily.

This woman is just the vanguard; many more will follow.

Lin Yu put the body into his storage space and then checked the damage to the living room.

The wall had been smashed open, leaving a large hole. The floor was covered in knife marks and footprints, and the sofa had been split in two.

He then walked to the window and looked at the increasingly chaotic neighborhood outside.

The world is converging at an accelerated pace.

The number of legendary invaders is increasing.

The Council of Eternal Night and the Hand of Ash are operating in the shadows.

But he only had a legendary peak of ten minutes, once a day.

Under normal circumstances, he is only at the early stage of Legendary rank, and he needs to borrow strength when encountering enemies at the mid-level or higher Legendary rank. If he encounters an enemy at the peak of Legendary rank or even the level of a demigod, borrowing strength may not be enough to defeat them.

He needs greater power.

Or... more allies.

But allies are the most unreliable thing in such chaotic times.

Lin Yu thought for a moment, took out a communication talisman, and sent a message to Chi Gui: "The people from the Eternal Night Council have infiltrated my apartment. They are legendary-level assassins, but I have dealt with them."

Be careful over there; they might target you too.

Red Demon quickly replied, "Got it. A few fools have come to my side too, all epic-level cannon fodder, one slap each. Haven't seen any legendary-level ones yet."

"Be careful. The Eternal Night Council might be planning something big."

"Um."

Lin Yu put away the communication talisman and contacted the Queen Insect again.

"How's the situation with the divine body?"

[The Divine Core is stable, and Qingyuan's consciousness fusion is normal. The immune system's counterattack has completely subsided, and the Zerg are replenishing their losses. The Netherworld Emperor is patrolling the neural stem region and has not detected any anomalies.]

The Emperor of the Underworld.

Hearing this name, Lin Yu felt a little better.

"Have the Netherworld Emperor monitor the movements deep within the Divine Core. Report any unusual activity immediately."

【clear.】

Lin Yu cut off the contact and sat down on the wreckage of the sofa.

He needs to think carefully about what to do next.

System crashes and the world overlaps—this is an irreversible trend.

All he can do is protect the people and things he cares about within this trend.

Mr. Fang's statement that he "has no ambition" may be correct.

He truly did not want to conquer the world or establish any new order.

He just wanted to protect his own little corner of the world.

But in this chaotic world, defense is more difficult than offense.

If you don't seek out trouble, trouble will come to you.

Lin Yu closed his eyes and began to recover the mana he had consumed in the battle.

The borrowed power state has ended, and his aura has returned to the early stage of the legendary realm.

The ten-minute legendary peak consumed a large amount of his mana and mental energy, and it will take at least several hours to fully recover.

The living room was quiet.

Tangtang was asleep in the room, and Jinling was lying by her bedside.

Outside the window, faint sounds of explosions and shouts of killing could be heard in the distance.

The world is burning.

But for now, this apartment is safe.

Lin Yu cultivated for a while, then opened his eyes and took out the metal box that Mr. Fang had given him from his storage space.

He opened the box and took out the top piece of paper.

The paper contained a map of the world, labeled with the three large characters "Crimson Flame Realm".

The map is densely marked with the distribution of various factions—the Crimson Flame Empire, the Frost Alliance, the Free City-States, the Wilderness Tribes…

This is the world from which the airship was sent before.

Lin Yu flipped through the box; there were hundreds of such maps, covering dozens of major worlds.

Each world has a detailed distribution of power, a power system, and a list of legendary-level or higher powerhouses.

These materials are very valuable.

In a world where everything is converging, understanding the forces and powerful figures in each world is a way of preparing for future conflicts.

Lin Yu looked at each one carefully.

He needs to memorize all this information.

I don't know how long I watched, but the sky outside the window changed from dark to bright, and then from bright to dark again.

One day passed.

When Lin Yu finished looking at the last map, he already had a general picture in his mind—among the thousands of worlds connected by the system, there were about thirty or so that were capable of expanding outwards after the worlds overlapped.

The strongest of them each have more than one legendary-level character.

"We must improve our strength as soon as possible," Lin Yu said in a low voice.

Lin Yu put the documents away.

Just then, the communication talisman lit up.

It was a message from Liu Baiyu: "Brother Lin, a legendary being has appeared in the North District. He is not an intruder, but comes from another world."

He called himself the 'Sword Master' and demanded that all players in the North District submit to him.

The Red Demon is gone, but I'm worried he can't handle it alone.

Lin Yu frowned.

Another legendary figure.

And they're here to claim territory.

Send me the exact location.

"An abandoned factory is located inside the third perimeter wall of the North District."

"I'll be there right away."

Lin Yu put away the communication talisman and stood up.

He glanced at Tangtang's room; the door was closed, and it was quiet inside.

"Jin Ling, watch the house."

Jin Ling called out in response.

Lin Yu put on the Hun Tian Cloak and went out.

……

North District, abandoned factory.

When Lin Yu arrived, Chi Gui was confronting a man in white.

The man in white appeared to be in his thirties, with a handsome face. He carried a long sword on his back and stood atop the factory chimney, his clothes fluttering in the wind, exuding an air of superiority.

His aura was that of a mid-level legendary figure.

Red Demon stood in the factory yard, his body engulfed in crimson flames, his face grim.

"Who the hell do you think you are? You think you're worthy of my submission?" Red Demon cursed.

The white-robed man—the Sword Master—bowed slightly, glanced at the Crimson Demon, and said calmly, "I'll give you three breaths. Kneel down and submit. Otherwise, die."

"Bullshit!" the Red Demon roared, flames surged, and he punched the chimney.

A crimson pillar of fire shot into the sky, carrying a scorching wave of heat that enveloped the entire chimney.

But the Sword Master simply raised his hand and flicked out a finger.

A white sword aura shot out from his fingertips, accurately hitting the core of the fire pillar.

"puff."

The pillar of fire vanished instantly, like a punctured balloon.

The Red Demon's all-out attack was neutralized by a single finger.

The Sword Master's finger continued to point at the Crimson Demon: "The last breath."

Red Demon's face turned bright red. He wanted to rush forward again, but he knew that it would be pointless.

Just then, Lin Yu arrived.

He landed beside the Red Demon, glanced at the Sword Master atop the chimney, and then said to the Red Demon, "You step back."

The Red Demon gritted his teeth and stepped aside.

Lin Yu looked up at the Sword Master: "Which world do you come from?"

"The Heavenly Sword Realm." The Sword Master's tone remained calm. "I am Bai Wuhen, the Sword Master of the Heavenly Sword Realm. The rules of this realm are chaotic, and the strong are respected. I want this territory. Do you have any objections?"

"Yes," Lin Yu said. "The North District is the players' territory. If you want to take it over, have you asked the players first?"

"Players?" Bai Wuhen scoffed. "A bunch of ants relying on the system's rules, daring to make demands of me? The system has collapsed, your power is waning, and before long you won't even be as powerful as epic-level beings. Submit to me now, and you might save your lives."

He was telling the truth.

As the worlds become increasingly interconnected, the power of players is indeed waning.

Lower-level players have begun to experience skill failures, and mid-level players have also been affected to varying degrees.

Only those at the Obsidian level and above are less affected because their power is partially independent of the system.

But facts don't mean they're acceptable.

"You can give it a try," Lin Yu said.

His hand rested on the hilt of the Demon-Slaying Sword.

Bai Wuhen glanced at him, frowning slightly: "Legendary beginner level? Are you sure you want to fight me?"

"Hehe, you don't dare? Let me warn you first, once we start, when it ends will depend on my mood," Lin Yu said.

Bai Wuhen smiled.

"Interesting," he said.

He slowly floated down from the top of the chimney and landed ten meters in front of Lin Yu.

"I'll give you a chance," he said. "Take three of my sword strikes. If you survive, I'll leave the North District."

Lin Yu didn't speak, but simply drew his Demon-Slaying Sword.

Golden sword energy flowed across the sword.

Bai Wuhen also drew the long sword from his back—it was a pure white sword with no patterns on its blade, but it exuded an extremely sharp aura.

A legendary weapon, and of extremely high quality.

"The first sword strike."

Bai Wuhen raised his hand and thrust out a sword.

This sword strike was very slow, so slow that the trajectory of the sword could be clearly seen with the naked eye.

But its trajectory is very straight and upright, like a white line running through the sky and the earth.

Lin Yu did not dodge at all.

Directly connect it.

The Demon-Slaying Sword blocked the attack.

"clang--!"

A loud bang.

Lin Yu remained calm, while the Sword Master appeared slightly surprised.

"The second sword."

The second sword followed immediately.

The sword energy pierced through the ground and stabbed out from under Lin Yu's feet.

Lin Yu reacted extremely quickly. The gravity reversal of the Void Walker was activated instantly, and his body flew upward, dodging the sword.

Bai Wuhen nodded slightly. "The third sword."

His third sword strike was not immediately delivered.

Instead, he first raised the longsword above his head, and then his aura began to rise—soaring from the mid-level of the legendary rank.

He was gathering his strength.

Lin Yu's expression remained unchanged, but his aura began to erupt, with terrifying True Monarch divine power flowing through his body, causing Bai Wuhen's pupils to contract slightly.

He was somewhat surprised. "Interesting."

But his sword did not stop.

"The Third Sword - Heavenly Sword Without a Trace."

A sword slashed down.

The white sword energy transformed into a massive sword shadow that stretched across the heavens and earth, slashing towards Lin Yu with earth-shattering power.

Lin Yu gripped his sword with both hands and charged forward.

"Slay the demon!"

Golden sword energy collided with white sword energy in mid-air.

"boom--!!!"

A violent explosion erupted in the center of the factory, the shockwave leveling the entire factory building and creating a crater tens of meters in diameter.

The smoke and dust cleared.

Lin Yu stood unharmed in the center of the pit, his sword held horizontally, his eyes fixed on Bai Wuhen above him.

Bai Wuhen stood at the edge of the pit, looking at Lin Yu with a hint of surprise in his eyes.

"You caught the three swords," he said.

Lin Yu's expression remained unchanged, but he was inwardly assessing the opponent's strength.

This guy is undoubtedly very strong. Although he looks like he's only at the mid-stage of the Legendary level, the strength he's shown is stronger than most high-level Legendary level beings.

Bai Wuhen did not go back on his word. He sheathed his longsword and put it back behind his back.

"People from the Heavenly Sword Realm keep their word," he said. "I don't want the Northern District anymore."

He turned to leave.

"etc."

Lin Yu's voice came from behind him, not loud, but carrying an undeniable weight.

Bai Wuhen stopped and turned his head slightly: "Is there anything else?"

"Do you think this place is your private property, where you can just leave whenever you want? I've already said it before, once we start, whether we stop or not is entirely up to me." Lin Yu sheathed the Demon-Slaying Sword behind his back, and with a flick of his left hand, a mountain-splitting axe appeared in his palm.

The dark golden axe blade gleamed with a cold light under the setting sun, and the axe spirit's aura was faintly visible.

Bai Wuhen's pupils contracted slightly.

"What do you want?" Bai Wuhen turned around, his hand already on the hilt of his sword.

"Not bad." Lin Yu weighed the machete in his hand, his tone flat. "Take one of my attacks. If you catch it, you can go your way, I won't stop you. If you can't—"

He paused, a slight smile playing on his lips.

"Then leave something behind before you go."

Bai Wuhen's face darkened.

He is the Sword Master of the Heavenly Sword Realm, a mid-level legendary cultivator, and a well-known figure in the Heavenly Sword Realm.

Today, not only did I get three sword strikes from a young man at the beginner level of Legend, but now the other party wants to turn the tables and make me take a move.

This is an insult.

"Such arrogance." Bai Wuhen removed his hand from the sword hilt, and sword energy began to gather around him. "I'll see what gives you the right to say such things."

He did not draw his sword.

Silvery-white sword energy surged from his body, condensing into a thick sword shield in front of him.

The sword and shield were densely engraved with sword runes from the Heavenly Sword Realm, each rune glowing faintly and distorting the surrounding space.

This is his ultimate defensive technique – the Shield of Ten Thousand Swords Returning to One.

The defensive shield, formed from a lifetime of swordsmanship cultivation, can block 70-80% of even a full-force attack from a high-level legendary opponent.

Lin Yu looked at the sword and shield without saying a word.

He gripped the handle of the axe with both hands, stood firmly in the center of the pit with his feet apart.

Dark golden light surged from the axe, spreading along his arm and throughout his body.

One after another, the armor plates of the Heavenly Gang Armor lit up, and the Demon-Slaying Sword emitted a slight hum behind him, as if echoing the power within the axe.

"Splitting the rock."

Lin Yu uttered two words in a low voice.

The axe cleaved down.

There were no fancy moves, no earth-shattering phenomena, just a simple axe strike—from top to bottom, straight at Bai Wuhen's head.

But the speed of this axe strike was extremely fast.

When the axe blade sliced ​​through the air, even the sound was left behind.

By the time Bai Wuhen heard the sharp sound of something cutting through the air, the axe blade was already three inches in front of his sword and shield.

"clang--!!!"

A loud bang.

It wasn't the crisp sound of metal clashing, but a dull, rumbling sound, like a mountain collapsing.

The blade of the axe struck the very center of the Myriad Swords Return to Origin Shield.

The runes on the shield shattered one by one the moment they came into contact with the axe blade.

The silvery-white sword energy seemed to have encountered its natural enemy, and it frantically dissipated and dissolved.

Bai Wuhen's body jolted violently.

He felt it—the power emanating from that axe was a pure, tyrannical, and unreasonable force, like a mountain pressing down on him, or like a god looking down on an ant.

His sword and shield were cracked.

The first crack appeared in the center of the shield, then the second, the third... a dense network of cracks spread out like a spider web, dividing the entire sword and shield into countless fragments.

"puff--"

Bai Wuhen spat out a mouthful of blood.

His sword and shield were connected to his swordsmanship; when the shield shattered, he also suffered a backlash.

But he did not back down.

He knew that if he quit, he would die.

He gritted his teeth and poured all the remaining sword energy in his body into the sword and shield, forcefully stopping the crack.

The axe blade stopped three inches above his head.