Chapter 885 An Ordinary Heart

"Once the Heaven-Abandoning Dao Lord recovers in 3 100 years, he will return to reclaim the Eastern Wastelands (Location)."

Fool!

Hearing this, the Master of the Endless Sky Pavilion narrowed his eyes sharply and declared, "I may be able to wait another 3 100 years, but can the hundreds of millions of mortal souls in the Eastern Sea's cultivation world endure another 3 centuries?"

"Is this old man alone more important, or are the hundreds of millions of living beings in the Eastern Sea cultivation world more important?"

The elder’s tone was unusually stern, carrying a tone of exasperation as if disappointed by someone’s failure to meet expectations.

His expression turned incomparably grave as he stared intently at Eldrin and declared, "With the demonic race currently lacking any cultivators at the ninth level of the Nascent Soul, this is our most opportune moment to strike."

"Do you realize that if this rare opportunity were missed because of me, I could never rest in peace even in death?"

"Senior!"

Eldrin's eyes burned crimson, a 1000 words surging within his heart yet trapped behind sealed lips.

He could only stand there quietly, holding the hand of the Master of the Tianya Haige (Sect), remaining silent without a word.

Seeing his stubborn demeanor, the Lord of the Endless Skies Pavilion could not help but sigh inwardly.

He softened his tone, gazing intently at Eldrin as he said, "You there—though your demeanor appears sharp, you care too deeply about sentimental ties."

"Your Dao Heart is but a mortal heart. To cultivate the Dao with a mortal heart is to be destined to experience the myriad karmic ties of the mundane world and endure all its suffering."

At this point, the master of the Endless Sky Pavilion sighed and said, "This is your Dao Heart, yet also your weakness. Perhaps 1 day it shall become your tribulation."

"I would rather you cast aside your mortal attachments and forge a heart of iron—1 ruthless enough to sever all karmic ties without hesitation."

"Abandon mortal desires?" Eldrin appeared momentarily lost, yet swiftly affirmed with resolve: "If 1 discards their humanity, what meaning remains in achieving immortality?"

"The self of that time is no longer the self of today, so what meaning is there in my attaining immortality?"

At this point, Eldrin said with a smile, "You claim I possess a mortal heart, yet you yourself would sacrifice your personal desires for the greater good of hundreds of millions of living beings. Does that not make you a man of the mundane world as well?"

"Throughout 1's life, the heaviest burden to bear is responsibility. Since we now possess the capability yet cannot abandon our mortal attachments to pursue solitary cultivation, this may very well be the fate we were born to carry."

When Eldrin emerged from the Endless Sky Pavilion, he stood atop its peak for a long while. Finally, he offered a deep bow toward the pavilion before setting off toward the Eastern Wastelands.

After returning to the Eastern Wastelands (Location), Eldrin (Person Name) did not enter seclusion again. Instead, he began mobilizing the major immortal clans of the Eastern Wastelands (Location) to prepare for war.

They also sent messages to the Central Ancestral Domain and several other domains, demanding that all major immortal clans join forces in a coordinated campaign to reclaim the Eastern Sea cultivation world.

Thus, in the flicker of time, 10 years had passed.

On this day, within the Ancient Domain of Starry Lake, thousands of treasure ships gathered as countless cultivators assembled, their eyes blazing with fervent battle intent.

In this battle, the human race gathered strength from all domains. Though not as formidable as during the cataclysm of the Demonic Abyss 2 centuries prior, it still constituted a campaign of immense scale.

Eldrin stood poised in the void, his battle spirit surging as he gazed upon the treasure vessel that blotted out the heavens.

He exchanged a glance with the fellow Dao Lords beside him, and as the horns resounded, the majestic fleet began to cross the Dragon-Severing Mountain Range, advancing toward the Eastern Sea Cultivation Realm.

This time, the human race came fully prepared. They brought with them a dozen or so Primordial Spirit Dao Lords alone, with countless cultivators under their command. The East Sea demonic tribes still had to guard against Dorian (Person Name), the Horizon Pavilion, and several sacred grounds of the demon race, making it nearly impossible to mount an all-out defense.

The mighty fleet advanced with unstoppable force, breaking through all defenses as they charged deep into the Eastern Sea cultivation realm. The extraplanetary demonic clans began to retreat in successive defeats.

Meanwhile, the 2 great human sacred grounds in the Eastern Sea cultivation world, along with the Primordial Spirit Demon Ancestors, also launched a counteroffensive against the demonic clans.

Utterly incapable of resistance, they were immediately routed like a collapsing mountain, plunging into a disastrous defeat.

The great war raged on for 17 years. With his mighty army, Eldrin pushed forward relentlessly, ultimately trapping the Outer Realm Demons within the Demonic Sea.

The Demonic Sea of Heavens was once the domain of the ancient Jiayu Heavenly Demon. Now occupied by the Outer Realm Demons for hundreds of years, it has become their second stronghold.

This place and the Zhoutian Star Islands are both controlled by the extraterrestrial demons, forming a pincer-like strategic posture that poses 1 of the most critical threats to the human race.

"Esteemed colleagues, what course of action do you propose?"

At this moment in the Demonic Sea, a dozen or so Outer Realm Devils had gathered, each revealing expressions of grave solemnity.

The 2 leaders were both at the Primordial Spirit, Late Stage (Cultivation Realm). 1 wore a black robe, with a mystical third eye vertically aligned between his eyebrows that radiated an extraordinary aura.

Another figure was an enchantingly alluring woman, draped in a sheer pink gauze. Her aura radiated sacred elegance and nobility, yet upon closer observation, 1 could detect a subtle hint of wantonness beneath her saintly demeanor.

Among the 2, the former was a member of the 3-Eyed Divine Tribe. It was said this lineage originated from the depths of the starry sky, possessing cultivation at the Nascent Soul realm the moment they were born—a rare type of innate celestial being. For reasons unknown, they had fallen into the demonic path.

The woman was a powerful figure from the Lust Demon clan, a lineage born with the innate Lust Demon Physique and specializing in the arts of enchantment and soul harvesting. Though her own strength was not formidable, she was accompanied by several powerful experts.

Among them, 3 were once Primordial Spirit Dao Lords of the Violet Realm, clearly seduced by this demonic entity and fallen into the demonic path.

Yet at this very moment, both the Desire Demon’s primordial spirit and the 3-Eyed Divine Clan’s heavenly demon wore expressions of unprecedented gravity.

The 3-Eyed Divine Tribesman’s expression turned exceedingly grim as he solemnly regarded the group. “Now, the Purple Primordial God advances with overwhelming force, accompanied by 3 other Primordial Spirit, Late Stage (Cultivation Realm) combatants—the Frost Glaze Demon Ancestor, the Abyssal Return Daoist, and the Immortal-Refining Furnace—each possessing power at its zenith.”

"Given our strength, a head-on confrontation would likely prove unwise."

"Indeed, that Daoist of the Returning Abyss possesses a Void Spirit Treasure, and he even slew the Garuda Heavenly Demon."

At the mention of Eldrin (Person Name), the faces of the demons instantly turned ashen.

The demonic soul of Desire, her beautiful eyes trembling slightly, spoke with a trace of fear: "What if we abandon this Demonic Sea and retreat to the Archipelago of 10 1000 Stars instead?"

"Out of the question!"

A primordial spirit demon quickly shook its head and said, "To recover swiftly from his injuries, Lord 9 Netherfiend requires a grand sacrifice of tens of thousands of humans."

"Once we abandon the Demonic Sea, who among us could withstand the wrath of the 9 Netherworlds Demonic Venerable?"

Seeing this, the 3-Eyed Divine Fiend also nodded and said, "With sufficient blood sacrifices, the Netherworld Demon Venerable could recover earlier than Lin Tianqi."

"If the Demon Lord had replied sooner, he might have turned the tide of battle completely, ferreted out that Lin Tianqi, and slain him. Who then could have stood in our way?"

Seeing this, the 3-Eyed Divine Fiend also nodded and said, "With sufficient blood sacrifices, the Netherworld Demon Venerable could recover sooner than Lin Tianqi."

"If the Demon Lord had replied sooner, he might have completely turned the tide of battle, tracked down that Lin Tianqi and slain him. Who then could have stood in our way?"