Chapter 925 Trapped in the Formation, Tai Gu Ice Silkworm

In the blink of an eye, Eldrin felt his heart sink as an overwhelming pressure surged forth, finally comprehending the methods employed by the extraterrestrial demon god in this battle.

It turned out that the Calamity Demon God had fused the bodies and primordial spirits of 8 Demigod Ancestors (Cultivation Realm) into 1, refining them into 8 supremely sinister array artifacts.

8 half-immortals stood like 8 formation banners, each engraved with fragments of cosmic law by the extraterrestrial demon god.

Now, with the 8 demons simultaneously channeling their laws, they actually merged into a single Heavenly Demon Law, determined to annihilate Eldrin here and now.

This was a true display of open strategy. Even though Eldrin clearly knew that this 8 Demons Tempering Immortal Array was aimed directly at him, he found himself with no room to retreat.

He wielded supreme arts rivaling immortal-grade divine abilities, and his physical body had already reached a level comparable to a Demigod Ancestor. Yet even so, he could at most contend against 2 or 3 Demigod Ancestors simultaneously.

Now surrounded by 8 half-immortal demonic leaders, breaking through their encirclement had become nigh impossible.

And that was not all. Although the chances of breaking through were slim, he still had a glimmer of hope. But now, the most critical issue was that he simply could not retreat.

Because the Zhoutian Star Formation of the Violet Realm was now incomplete, it could no longer withstand such a terrifying immortal-grade formation.

Should he retreat in fear, the Violet Realm of the 8 Demons Immortal-Refining Formation would become unstoppable, swiftly shattering the 8 Trigrams Treasure Formation and unleashing the second primordial spirit of that eldritch abyssal deity.

By the time the physical form of the Eastern Emperor and the 8 Demon Immortal Refinement Array are fully assembled, who in the Violet Realm could possibly stand against the Outer Realm Demonic God?

Yet if Eldrin were to confront the 8 Demons Soul-Refining Array and allow himself to be trapped and refined by it, even his unperfected Primordial Chaos Indestructible Body would likely not withstand the power of the Heavenly Demon Laws for long.

"I am already the strongest in the Violet Realm. If I don't step forward, who else can stand against this?"

At the moment of life and death, Eldrin halted his steps.

He sat cross-legged in the void, circulating his spiritual energy to unleash the Primordial Chaos True Aura, resisting the overwhelming chains of divine law.

In that instant, 1 divine law chain after another descended, striking upon Eldrin's physical form with metallic clangs that echoed like clashing steel.

"Crack, crack, crack—"

The laws were like blades scraping against bone, ceaselessly honing Eldrin's physical form.

Even though Eldrin's physical body had reached the pinnacle of the mortal realm, making it 1 of the world's most supreme semi-immortal forms, it became riddled with countless fissures under the relentless onslaught of the law.

Eldrin's white robes were steadily stained with crimson blood, clearly unable to withstand such immortal dao laws.

Were it an ordinary Demigod Ancestor, even 1 specializing in body refinement, they would likely not withstand such a law severance for more than 10 breaths.

Fortunately, Eldrin's Primordial Chaos Immortal Body far surpassed that of an ordinary semi-immortal. Combined with the life force energy continuously repairing his physical form within him, it could barely prevent his body from immediately collapsing.

Yet even so, he suffered an unprecedented heavy blow and might not be able to hold on much longer.

"Husband."

Lyra (Person Name) in the distance was utterly stunned, unable to resist charging forward to frantically assault the formation.

Yet Eldrin shook his head resolutely, gritting his teeth as he declared with unwavering determination, "Do not worry. I possess the Primordial Chaos Indestructible Body. Though it has not yet reached complete perfection, it will not be easy for them to slay me."

At that moment, however, the Outer Realm Demon God of the 9 Heavens Above (Time & Distance) sneered coldly: "A mere Nascent Soul dares to defy the power of cosmic laws? This is nothing but an ant trying to hold up the heavens. Let's see how long you can last."

"Slash!"

As the words of the Outer Fiend fell, the 8 demonic avatars intensified their law power to deliver the strike—aiming to utterly annihilate Eldrin into tribulation ashes.

Seeing this, Lyra (Person Name), Lila (Person Name), and the others couldn't help but show traces of panic on their faces.

Yet it was Dorian who remained utterly composed, his expression grave as he said, "Though the law jointly unleashed by these 8 demons is formidable, it ultimately falls short of an immortal's direct intervention. There may still be a flaw."

"If we strike from the periphery and unleash weapons approaching immortal-grade artifacts, we might still have a chance to shake this formation."

"Then let us strike together."

Lyra immediately spoke and summoned the Demon-Subduing Cauldron, which soared through the air as it furiously assailed the 8 Demons Immortal-Refining Array.

Dorian also promptly summoned the Refining Immortal Furnace, while Lin Tianqi swung his sword in a sweeping arc, striving to alleviate some of the pressure on Eldrin.

The combined assault was so formidable that even a Demigod Ancestor would not dare face it head-on. Yet the 8 Demons Immortal Refining Array possessed earth-shattering power, remaining unshaken and immovable despite their relentless onslaught.

After 3 full months of relentless effort, the assembly still failed to breach the formation. Meanwhile, Eldrin's physical body trapped within the array seemed to endure the torment of a 1000 blades carving his flesh.

1 after another, ghastly wounds tore open and healed repeatedly, until even the restorative power of his life force could no longer keep pace with the ever-deepening injuries.

"Ha ha ha!"

Watching Eldrin’s physical form on the verge of collapse, the Outer Domain Demon God revealed a trace of maniacal glee.

He let out a cold sneer, his voice brimming with boundless arrogance, "Eldrin, you truly live up to being the Chosen 1 of the Violet Realm."

"Yet those who fail to attain immortality remain mere ants. Today marks your demise."

As the voice of the Calamity Demon God faded, he recklessly drove the 8 demonic heads to manifest chains of divine laws 1 after another, slashing through the air with the unwavering intent to reduce Eldrin into scattered ashes of calamity.

Such a seemingly inevitable strike caused Lyra and the others to show expressions of despair.

"Alas—"

And in that very moment between life and death, a sigh echoed from the depths of the void.

The boundless void was torn asunder by a fair hand, and a figure robed in white stepped forth.

The newcomer was clad in a robe of pristine white, enveloped in hazy immortal radiance that veiled his supreme countenance. None could clearly discern the features of Eldrin (Person Name), yet all perceived an aura transcending the mortal realm—as if a celestial being had descended from the highest heavens to tread upon the dusty world.

Primordial Ice Silkworm.

The moment he saw the newcomer, even the Calamity Demon God froze in astonishment.

But His gaze traversed the endless void, falling upon the figure that resembled a celestial being descended from the Ninth Heaven. With a mix of solemnity and a cold sneer, He spoke, "Your seventh nirvana remains incomplete. Do you not fear all your previous efforts will be wasted if you act now?"

The Primordial Ice Silkworm, however, shook its head and spoke coldly, "Even if I refrain from intervening, would you grant me the chance for Nirvana rebirth once your Second Primordial Spirit breaks free?"

"Indeed." The Calamity Eldrin spoke coldly, then sneered, "But it's useless even if you strike now."

"You have ultimately failed to cross the final threshold, still incapable of breaking the 8 Demon Soul-Refining Array. This venture is but a futile march to your death."

"With my current level of cultivation, breaking the 8 Demons Immortal-Refining Formation is indeed challenging."

The Primeval Ice Silkworm spoke indifferently, then stepped forth with serene composure. Each stride unleashed overwhelming momentum that swept through the air like tidal waves.

With each step He took, strands of calamity qi converged in the sky, ultimately coalescing into a dazzling sea of tribulation clouds.

Witnessing this scene, the foreign demon god suddenly exclaimed in disbelief, "Have you lost your mind? With your nirvana still incomplete, attempting to breach the Ascension Realm now is nothing but courting death! There’s no way you’ll survive the Divine Soul Heavenly Tribulation."

"I understand."

The Primordial Ice Silkworm remained tranquil, exuding an extraordinary sense of serenity.

But lo, He tread the void step by step, advancing with heaven-spanning tribulation clouds toward the 8 Demons Immortal Refining Array.

"You're insane."

The Calamity Demon Sovereign was nearly driven to madness, his face contorted with unparalleled fury as he declared, "If you dare destroy my 8 Demons Immortal-Refining Array, even if seizing the Heavenly Tribulation offers but a 1-in-10 chance of survival, I shall not leave you the slightest shred of life."

"Should you withdraw now, this Sovereign can promise you will remain unscathed."

"You're afraid."

The Primordial Ice Silkworm spoke with detached composure, stating with extraordinary serenity, "By using my Immortal Ascension Heavenly Tribulation to shatter your 8 Demons Immortal Refining Array, I can save the tribulation-bearer of the Violet Realm."

"Such karmic retribution is more than enough, even if I were to face certain death 10 times over."

Chapter 1 The biting cold wind swept across the mountain peaks, carrying with it the scent of snow and decay. A lone figure stood atop the highest cliff, his robes whipping violently in the gale. His name was Eldrin, and he had been cultivating here for 3 years. "Still at the third level of Qi Refinement," he murmured, a bitter smile touching his lips. Below him, the vast expanse of the Northern Wastes stretched into infinity, a white canvas dotted with the dark shapes of ancient pines. Suddenly, the air around him began to shimmer. The spiritual energy of heaven and earth converged, forming visible vortexes that swirled toward him. He closed his eyes, entering a state of deep meditation. The cultivation method he practiced—the 9 Revolutions Profound Art—required immense concentration and spiritual power. Hours passed like moments in the void. When Eldrin opened his eyes again, the moon hung high in the starry sky, its pale light illuminating the snow-covered landscape. He could feel the spiritual energy circulating through his meridians, stronger than before. "Just a little more," he whispered to the silent night. "Just a little more and I'll break through to the fourth level." From his spatial ring, he retrieved a small jade bottle. Inside were 3 Foundation Building Pills, precious treasures he had acquired at great cost. Each pill contained concentrated spiritual energy that could boost a cultivator's progress significantly. He consumed 1 pill, immediately feeling its potent energy surge through his body. The effect was overwhelming—like a river breaking through a dam. Sweat beaded on his forehead as he struggled to control the rampant spiritual power. Suddenly, a voice echoed in his mind, ancient and profound: "The path of cultivation defies the heavens themselves. Each breakthrough carries the risk of body and soul annihilation. Do you have the determination to see it through?" Eldrin's eyes snapped open, glowing with silver light. "I've walked this path for 20-some years," he declared to the empty air. "What is there to fear?" He formed a series of hand seals with practiced ease. The spiritual energy around him condensed into visible patterns, swirling like living dragons. The air crackled with power as he pushed his cultivation to the limit. In that moment of extreme concentration, memories flooded his mind—the destruction of his clan, the countless nights spent wandering, the nearly 1000 days and nights of relentless cultivation. All of it had led to this moment. The moon watched silently as the cultivator on the cliff edge glowed with increasing intensity, his figure becoming barely visible within the brilliant aura. Somewhere in the distance, a lone wolf howled, its cry echoing through the frozen valleys. Dawn approached, painting the eastern sky with hues of gold and crimson. Eldrin remained motionless, having entered a state of profound comprehension. The first rays of sunlight touched his face as a subtle crack sounded within his body—the sound of a bottleneck shattering. A smile finally graced his features. The fourth level of Qi Refinement had been achieved. He stood up, dusting the snow from his robes. His eyes, now clear and deep, scanned the horizon. The journey had just begun, and the path ahead stretched for thousands of years more. Somewhere in the vast cultivation world, his destiny awaited. Unsheathing the Li Fire Sword of the Returning Abyss, he watched as dawn's light danced along its blade. The sword hummed softly, as if sharing in his breakthrough. Today, he would descend the mountain and begin the true adventure. "Let's see what challenges this world has to offer," he said to the rising sun before leaping from the cliff, his figure disappearing into the morning mist.