Chapter 886 Black Dragon

"In that case."

A flicker of frosty light gleamed in the Desire Demon’s primordial gaze as it spoke, “Then we shall fortify ourselves within this archipelago. The master of the Distant Shore Sanctuary is gravely wounded—at best, they can hold off the Black Dragon for a short while.”

“Once the Black Dragon breaks free from his entanglement and arrives, the human race will retreat on their own.”

While the various fiendish demons were devising countermeasures, the human army gathered beyond the Heavenly Demon Sea.

Aboard the Pure Sun Treasure Ship of the Tianya Haige, several Nascent Soul Dao Lords gathered with solemn expressions, their gazes fixed upon the demonic sea ahead.

"Now that the demon race is cornered in the Celestial Demon Sea, this battle might prove rather troublesome."

The speaker was Dorian (Person Name), the Sacred Lord. At this moment, his expression was grave as he spoke with utmost solemnity.

Everyone furrowed their brows. After a moment of contemplation, the Canglang Dao Lord remarked, "With our current strength, we hold a certain advantage against the demonic tribes."

However, the Demonic Sea had been cultivated by the demonic race for many years, possessing a grade-6 mid-tier spiritual vein and even protected by a grade-6 superior-tier mountain defense array. It would likely not be easily breached.

All the Nascent Soul Dao Lords nodded in agreement. The grand protective formation of the Celestial Demon Sea was equivalent to the strength of at least 10 Nascent Soul Dao Lords. If they failed to breach it, the human race would likely suffer a devastating defeat in this battle.

At this thought, the Violet Firmament Dao Lord spoke up, "We possess the Sixth-Rank Pure Yang Treasure Ship (Magic Treasure) 'Sea Pavilion World-Suppressing Vessel'. If we deploy this ship to assault their mountain-protecting grand formation, we might just breach their defensive array."

"Even with this, I'm afraid it still falls a little short."

Eldrin shook his head and turned to ask the Stellar Lord of Yaoguang: "Might I inquire if you still possess any Grade 6, Superior-Quality Array-Breaking Talismans, fellow Daoist?"

Hearing this, the Master of Yaoguang Hall shook her head and replied, "The accumulated resources of our Astral Palace have been nearly depleted through successive battles. When we assaulted the Blood Demon Island last time, we expended a 6-Rank, Superior-Grade Array-Breaking Talisman. At present, we truly possess no such spiritual treasure."

"Alas." Eldrin could only sigh upon hearing this, then turned to the others and inquired, "All of you, esteemed Dao Lords, hail from ancient lineages. I wonder if any among you possesses a treasure capable of breaking formations?"

Everyone exchanged glances, and the Nascent Soul Dao Lord from Central Province produced a treasure talisman, saying, "This treasure is named the Mountain-Shaking Talisman. Though it is not a specialized array-breaking spirit talisman, it possesses the power to topple mountains and split the moon—perhaps it may prove useful in this battle."

A Dao Lord from the Dao Palace Sanctuary produced a spiritual treasure and declared, "This old man possesses an ‘Mystic Yang Barrier-Breaking Shuttle’ that may also lend some assistance."

Seeing the 2 take the lead, the rest of the crowd chimed in 1 after another, each producing their own treasures to break the formation.

After everyone had presented their treasures, Eldrin tallied them and discovered they had actually produced 13 sixth-order spirit artifacts effective for breaking the formation.

Although most of these spiritual artifacts were only mid to lower sixth-tier, with only the Mountain-Shaking Talisman (Magic Treasure) possessing upper sixth-tier power, their combined might was nonetheless extraordinary.

Eldrin estimated that if they were to unleash them all at once, they should be able to weaken the mountain protection array's power by 70 to 80 percent.

In that case, Eldrin wasted no further time. With an expression of utmost solemnity, he declared, "Fellow Daoists, in this battle we must strike swiftly and decisively—breaking through their mountain-protecting formation in 1 relentless assault."

"Although these spirit treasures for breaking formations are precious, I sincerely hope you will not be reluctant to part with them."

"I understand."

Everyone understood the gravity of the matter and nodded in solemn agreement.

Seeing this, Eldrin immediately waved his hand and commanded the human army to commence their assault.

For this campaign, they had conscripted over a 1000 Nascent Soul immortal clans, with cultivators joining the battle numbering in the hundreds of millions. At Eldrin's command, tens of thousands of treasure ships launched their assault toward the Demonic Sea Domain.

Treasure Ship Array, 10 1000 Immortals Demon-Suppressing Grand Formation (Formation), magical artifact flying swords, Demon-Slaying Cannons...

But in the blink of an eye, as countless human armies struck, a myriad of techniques began bombarding the mountain-protecting array without cease, pressing down until even the Demonic Heaven Sea trembled faintly.

"Attack!"

In that very instant, all the Nascent Souls present took action.

1 after another, Grade-6 siege artifacts bombarded the Great Heavenly Demon Formation, causing the demon clan’s mountain-protecting array to flicker wildly. Its power was visibly diminished by more than half.

"Now."

In an instant, Eldrin let out a resounding cry and seized the moment to decisively breach the mountain protection array in 1 fell swoop.

He made the first move, immediately summoning a colossal hand that blotted out the sky as it descended to crush the mountain-protecting formation.

Immediately, Dorian activated the Refining Immortal Crucible, sending it soaring through the air to suppress his foe. The Ice Glaze Demon Ancestor followed closely behind, striking almost simultaneously.

"Damn it!"

Sensing the dire situation, the 3-Eyed Celestial Demon's face paled drastically. He immediately activated his innate divine ability and summoned his life-bound spiritual treasure, the 'Celestial Demon Halberd', to block the assault.

The Demon Lord of Desire had to exert his full strength just to barely withstand the assault of the 3.

But before they could even catch their breath, a dazzling streak of light shot across the horizon and struck the Mountain Protection Formation with a deafening blast.

"It is the Pure Yang Treasure Ship."

In an instant, all the Eldrin wore expressions of utter terror.

The Pure Yang Treasure Ship was a supreme artifact specifically designed to breach mountain-protecting formations. At this moment, it unleashed its full force to bombard the barrier, its destructive power surpassing even that of a Ninth-Level Nascent Soul cultivator.

For a time, the Demonic Sea turned heaven and earth upside down. Even the Mountain Protection Array was blasted open with a breach, its luminous curtain riddled with spreading cracks.

Exquisite!

In an instant, Eldrin's eyes snapped open.

He sealed the void with his Yin-Yang Void Realm, then with a flick of his sleeve, unleashed a streak of 5-colored divine light to strike across the sky.

"Damn, it's the Great 5 Elements Pure Yang Divine Thunder!"

Witnessing the Great 5 Elements Pure Yang Divine Thunder hurtling toward them, the expressions of the demons present turned to utter terror.

As early as 6 1000 years ago, before Emperor Jiang achieved enlightenment, he had once dominated the battlefield with unmatched prowess, wielding the Great 5 Elements Pure Yang Divine Thunder.

Cultivating all the way to immortality, the number of Primordial Spirit Heavenly Demons who perished under this divine ability of Emperor Jiang reached a total of 20-7.

It could be said that most of the Nascent Soul Heavenly Demons present had once lived under the shadow of this divine power. Now witnessing its resurgence in the mortal realm, how could their hearts not tremble with fear?

Boom—

The Great 5 Elements Pure Yang Divine Thunder possessed the ultimate speed in the world. In the blink of an eye, it had already struck the Mountain Protection Array.

The Great Demon Formation was already at the end of its strength. Struck by this blow, it immediately collapsed with a thunderous roar, completely shattered on the spot.

"The grand formation... has been breached!"

Meanwhile, deep within the boundless marshes of the Endless Eastern Wastelands, far away.

2 figures stood facing each other, their expressions calm as they regarded 1 another, yet an intangible clash of wills surged between them.

"Do you truly intend to stand in my way?"

The Black Dragon Demon Ancestor had rarely taken human form. He appeared as a youth with crimson lips and pearly white teeth, draped in flowing black robes. 3 1000 strands of raven hair cascaded freely over his shoulders, while an air of frosty detachment lingered between his brows.

Across from him, the master of the Endless Sky Pavilion sat cross-legged in the void, robed in moonlight-white garments. After a moment of silence, he spoke, "This battle concerns the greater landscape of the Violet Realm. Should you intervene, you may find it impossible to escape your destined tribulation in the days to come."

Chapter 1 The biting cold wind swept across the mountain peaks, howling like countless vengeful spirits. Lin Feng tightened his tattered robe, his fingers trembling slightly as he clutched the 3 Low-Grade Spirit Stones that remained. These were all his possessions now—3 stones that barely contained enough spiritual energy to sustain his cultivation for another day. "1 100 years," he murmured, his breath forming mist in the frigid air. "1 100 years since I crossed into this world, yet my cultivation remains stagnant at the third layer of Qi Refining." He gazed toward the distant main peak where the sect's disciples practiced their sword techniques, their movements elegant and precise. The memory of his past life as a top graduate from a prestigious university felt like a distant dream. Here, in this world of cultivation, his earthly knowledge meant nothing. Suddenly, a commotion erupted near the Mission Hall. A group of inner sect disciples clad in pristine white robes descended, their contemptuous eyes sweeping over the outer sect disciples like they were examining livestock. "All outer sect disciples listen up!" announced the leader, his voice amplified by spiritual energy. "The annual Sect Competition begins in 3 months. Those who fail to reach the fifth layer of Qi Refining will be expelled from the sect!" Lin Feng's heart sank. The fifth layer? He had been stuck at the third layer for nearly 2 years. Without sufficient spirit stones or medicinal pills, advancing seemed impossible. "Hey, trash," a mocking voice sounded behind him. "Still stuck at the third layer? Why don't you just leave the sect and become a mortal?" Lin Feng didn't need to turn around to recognize the speaker—Zhang Hu, a bully who took pleasure in tormenting weaker disciples. Zhang Hu had recently broken through to the fifth layer of Qi Refining and never missed an opportunity to flaunt it. "Some people are just destined to be worthless," Zhang Hu continued, snatching the spirit stones from Lin Feng's hand. "These will be of better use to me." Lin Feng's knuckles turned white, but he remained silent. In the cultivation world, strength reigned supreme. Resistance would only bring more humiliation. As dusk fell, Lin Feng returned to his simple dwelling—a small wooden hut at the foot of the mountain. He sat cross-legged on his worn meditation cushion, attempting to circulate what little spiritual energy he possessed. The energy moved sluggishly through his meridians, encountering blockages at every turn. Just as despair began to overwhelm him, a strange symbol suddenly surfaced in his mind—a complex pattern that seemed to contain the profound mysteries of heaven and earth. It was the symbol from the ancient jade pendant he had brought with him from his previous life, the 1 that had shattered during his transmigration. The symbol glowed with a faint golden light, and Lin Feng felt the spiritual energy around him surge violently. The energy that had been so difficult to gather now flowed into his body like rivers converging into an ocean. "Could this be... my golden finger?" Lin Feng wondered, his heart racing. He focused his mind on the symbol, and immediately, countless pieces of information flooded his consciousness—profound cultivation methods, long-lost alchemy techniques, mysterious formation knowledge... When Lin Feng opened his eyes again, dawn was breaking. To his astonishment, he had not only broken through to the fourth layer of Qi Refining overnight but had also reached the peak of the fourth layer, just 1 step away from the fifth layer. He looked at his hands, now covered in a layer of black impurities expelled during his breakthrough. A faint golden light shimmered in his pupils—the mark of that mysterious symbol. A confident smile finally appeared on Lin Feng's lips. The Sect Competition in 3 months? That would be his stage. He stood up and walked out of the hut, gazing at the rising sun. In this cultivation world where the strong preyed on the weak, he would no longer be at the bottom. "Just you wait," he whispered to the world. "I, Lin Feng, will make everyone remember my name."