Chapter 893. Ancient Immortal(Class) Relics Reappear

"Moreover, I have yet to break through to the Primordial Spirit, Mid Stage (Cultivation Realm). That Black Dragon is too proud and arrogant to truly fear us."

"Indeed." The elder uncle nodded gravely after hearing this, then spoke with utmost solemnity, "Since we are taking action, we must summon all the Primordial Spirits to ensure a complete and decisive victory."

"I understand."

Eldrin nodded pensively. After a moment of contemplation, he personally penned the letter and had it delivered to the various Dao Lords of the human race.

In the blink of an eye, over a dozen years had passed.

On this day, deep within the Western Extremity's Eternal Sands Domain, a brilliantly profound divine light illuminated heaven and earth, its fivefold radiance spreading across tens of thousands of miles of mountains and rivers.

Unlike the celestial mountain ruins of the past, these newly discovered ruins weren't shrouded by any Nascent Soul immortal clan at all costs. The grand occasion could truly be described as unprecedented, spreading throughout the Violet Realm in an astonishingly short time.

Among the humans, demons, and monsters, the prophecy of its imminent emergence had been divined in advance, and preparations had long been set in motion behind the scenes.

"Something has happened at the ruins."

Within the Western Expanse of Eternal Sands, upon a stretch of ethereal void, Eldrin stood shoulder to shoulder with several companions, gazing at the distant ruins. His brow furrowed slightly in contemplation.

Eldrin had prepared for this immortal abode for many years. Accompanying him were not only his 3 dao companions—Lyra, Lila, and Qing Ji—but also several close friends including Yan Zi Ji, Seraphina Qu, and Maris the Sea Steader.

In addition, Lord Haoyuan of the Eastern Wastelands, Lord Zixiao, and the Master of Yaoguang Star, among others, had also arrived here.

Throughout the other major territories of the human race, over a dozen Primordial Spirit Dao Lords had also arrived.

The Demon-Subduing Monk of the Primordial Spirit, Late Stage (Cultivation Realm), the Master of the Glazed Palace, and the Ice Glaze Ancestral Demoness had all arrived at this place.

Meanwhile, the demonic races were not idly standing by either. From what Eldrin (Person Name) could detect, over a dozen Nascent Soul demonic cultivators—including the Black Lotus Demonic Womb and the Blood Demon Patriarch—were lurking in the shadows.

"That Blood Demon Ancestor, his cultivation is recovering so swiftly."

Lyra gazed into the profound void, her expression involuntarily darkening as she spoke.

However, it had only been just over 4 100 years since they last met, yet the Blood Demon Ancestor's cultivation had already broken through to the eighth level of the Nascent Soul realm. This left everyone feeling deeply unsettled.

Seeing this, Eldrin (Person Name) also furrowed his brow slightly. During the previous East Sea battle, the Blood Demon Patriarch had taken advantage of the chaos to sacrifice numerous humans and demons, allowing his cultivation to advance at an astonishing pace.

At this thought, he took a deep breath and declared, "Once we slay the Black Dragon, this Blood Fiend cannot be allowed to remain either."

"So it is."

Lila nodded slightly, a faint crease forming between her brows. "The Black Dragon Demon Ancestor hasn't arrived yet, and the Extraterrestrial Devil Clan remains inactive. Could there be unforeseen developments?"

"The Extraterrestrial Demonic Tribe now has only a 3-Eyed Heavenly Demon left, no longer a cause for concern."

Qing Ji began, then paused briefly before continuing, "However, we must still exercise caution when dealing with that Black Dragon Demon Ancestor."

Boom—

As the group was conversing, a streak of light suddenly erupted from the depths of the void, and an illusory passage materialized within the emptiness.

"An immortal's legacy, and it was actually forged from a Void Spirit Treasure?"

Everyone’s hearts trembled slightly, first in stunned disbelief, then swiftly overcome by expressions of ecstatic delight.

The chance to attain immortality lay right before their eyes, and none present could possibly stand by idly. In an instant, a dozen or so demonic souls soared into the air, vying fiercely to be the first to plunge into the secret realm.

The Human Race’s various Primordial Spirit Dao Lords witnessed this scene and, after casting a glance at Eldrin, charged straight into the midst of it all.

Eldrin did not enter immediately, instead waiting outside for a moment before turning his gaze toward the depths of the void.

In the boundless void, a colossal black dragon that blotted out the sky soared into view. After locking eyes with it for but a moment, the creature plunged directly into the secret realm.

Black Dragon...

As the key figure arrived, Eldrin’s gaze turned slightly cold. Without delay, he stepped into the ruins alongside his companions.

Meanwhile, far away in the Eastern Sea cultivation world, within the Star Archipelago, a towering figure rose to his feet.

Behind him, the Saintess of the Demon Clan and the 3-Eyed Celestial Demon stood in reverence, each wearing expressions of profound respect.

This man was none other than the 9 Serenities Demon Sovereign, the paramount powerhouse among the demon race today.

At this moment, the 9 Netherworld Demon Lord gazed with profound coldness, smiling faintly as he remarked, "I doubt humanity could ever have anticipated that I, this old master, would recover from my injuries so many years ahead of schedule."

He gazed toward the Western Extremity's Realm of Endless Sands in the Violet World, a cold smirk playing on his lips. "The mantis stalks the cicada, unaware of the oriole behind—all these so-called heroes of the Violet World shall soon be trapped in my jar."

"This is the best chance to slay the Abyss, and perhaps our final opportunity."

"If this battle succeeds, His Majesty the Demon God will grant me the opportunity to break through to become a Demon God, and all of you shall be richly rewarded."

"Gentlemen, the time has come to pledge our loyalty to His Majesty the Demon God!"

Eldrin stepped into the secret realm with a few others in tow.

With a single step, his brow furrowed slightly and his gaze sharpened.

Mist of Immortal Bewilderment.

Lyra murmured softly, gazing at the misty haze before her.

Mist of Immortal Bewilderment has the effect of blocking divine sense, capable of preventing others from spying and divination. It is an essential treasure for immortal abodes.

The presence of Bewildering Immortal Mist within this immortal abode was to be expected—after all, none would wish their secrets laid bare before prying eyes, exposed to the scrutiny of others.

However, this proved quite unfavorable for the group exploring the ancient cave abode. The Dao Lord who had entered ahead of the human cultivators had already vanished without a trace within the bewildering Immortal Mist.

Fortunately, Eldrin had anticipated this and already had a contingency plan in mind.

Eldrin glanced at the companions beside him, and only when he confirmed they were all still there did he release a held breath in relief.

He cast a sweeping gaze around before finally speaking, "This secret realm was left behind by our human predecessors, and its opportunities should rightfully belong to our kind."

"Let us first search the ruins. Once we gain control over this secret realm, we shall return to deal with that Black Dragon Demon Ancestor."

"Very well."

Lyra said, her brow slightly furrowing before her pupils abruptly focused. "I sense the aura of 5-Colored Divine Marrow here."

5-Colored Divine Marrow?

Eldrin's pupils contracted slightly, a flicker of delight unconsciously surfacing in his eyes.

That 5-Colored Divine Marrow serves as the crucial catalyst for cultivating the 5-Colored Divine Light. It was said to have long been lost within the Violet Realm—who could have imagined the senior immortal still preserved some within this secluded abode?

At this thought, Eldrin quickly said, "Let's first search for the 5-Colored Divine Marrow. We can make other plans after obtaining it."

"Very well…"

Everyone nodded and followed Lyra (Person Name) as they ventured deeper into the ruins.

They journeyed onward for what felt like an immeasurable span of time, until they arrived before a grand hall where spiritual energy converged into an exceptionally dense concentration.

But upon the grand hall's plaque, a line of large characters was inscribed.

Hall of Yin-Yang Dual Cultivation

"Here..."

Eldrin (Person Name) furrowed his brow slightly, finding the handwriting somewhat familiar.

In the blink of an eye, he glanced at Lyra (Person Name) and the others, only to see her shoot him a disdainful glare.

The calligraphy on the plaque of this Hall of Dual Yin-Yang Cultivation bore a striking resemblance to the script found within Eldrin's Yin-Yang Resonance Covenant.

"The Yin-Yang Unified Meditation Codex is a supreme dual cultivation method of the Daoist tradition, its origins and lineage now lost to time. Could it possibly be connected to the immortal of this place?"

Eldrin murmured to himself, a few speculations arising in his heart.

At this moment, sensing an inner revelation, he immediately activated the cultivation method of Yin-Yang Dual Cultivation Art.

The grand hall indeed responded; under the impetus of the Yin-Yang Resonance Art, the formation was quietly activated.