Chapter 936 Revisiting Daogong(Place Name) Holy Land

Eldrin (Person Name) had cultivated the Dao to this day, surviving 3 cataclysms of the Demonic Abyss, and before he knew it, his lifespan had already reached nearly 3 1000 years.

Over the years, his comprehension of the Hongmeng Sutra had reached profound depths. Each day, the scripture autonomously circulated within him, drawing in the dual energies of Yin and Yang from heaven and earth, transforming them into the mystical and elusive Hongmeng Purple Qi.

Upon careful calculation, over these 3 1000 years, Eldrin had managed to accumulate a total of 2 100 and 80-6 strands of Primordial Purple Qi.

Among these 2 100 and 80-6 strands of Primordial Purple Qi, Eldrin's 5 innate spiritual treasures consumed a total of 60-5 strands in succession.

Beyond these, the consumption of various spiritual roots was immense, with the Spirit Peach Tree, the 8 Trigrams Treasure Tree, the Jade Lotus of Creation, and the Enlightenment Tea Tree being the most demanding.

To advance these few spiritual roots and accelerate their progression to the sixth-rank upper grade, Eldrin consumed a total of 70 to 80 strands of Primordial Purple Qi.

The remaining spiritual roots—the Nirvana Immortal Apricot, the Purple Marrow Divine Fruit, the Profound Water Immortal Pear (Spiritual Object), the Jade of Creation, the Li Fire Immortal Jujube, and the Flower of Enlightenment—required slightly less consumption, yet still expended dozens of strands of Primordial Purple Qi.

Moreover, with the consumption of Primal Chaos Purple Qi on immortal gold and spiritual treasures, the amount of Primal Chaos Purple Qi Eldrin had accumulated was now rather limited.

This time, the consumption of 40-9 strands of Primordial Purple Qi to synthesize a single strand of Acquired Primordial Purple Qi left Eldrin (Person Name) with nearly nothing left of his accumulated reserves.

To accumulate another strand of Postnatal Primordial Purple Qi from this point onward would likely require at least 5 100 years of dedicated cultivation.

"Bzzz—"

Just as these thoughts flashed through Eldrin’s mind, the Primordial Purple Qi had already merged into the Purple Flame Immortal Gold.

The Violetflame Immortal Gold trembled subtly, as intricate Dao patterns—seemingly born of nature’s essence—began evolving from within, faintly coalescing into the form of a sword embryo.

Seeing this, Eldrin breathed a sigh of relief and said with a smile, "The sword-nurturing momentum has been established. From here, it will only take over a 1000 years of cultivation for this Li Fire Sword of the Returning Abyss to ascend into the ranks of immortal treasures."

"Excellent! Excellent! Excellent!"

Hearing this, the old uncle’s face lit up with overwhelming excitement.

After pacing back and forth for a long while, he finally could no longer contain his ecstasy and exclaimed, "With this supreme immortal sword guarding your path from now on, your chances of attaining immortality and mastering the Dao will undoubtedly increase tremendously!"

"Mm." Eldrin nodded, yet continued, "However, I must cultivate my physical form and begin comprehending the path to immortality. I'm afraid I cannot remain here as guardian."

"Leave this to me now."

Chen Changxuan spoke up at once, a faint smile gracing his lips. "My divine soul is anchored within the Sea of Blazing Flames. With me personally guarding this Li Fire Sword of the Returning Abyss (Magic Treasure), not even a Ninth-Level Nascent Soul cultivator could hope to breach the Sword Nurturing Array."

"Thank you for your trouble, Elder Uncle."

Eldrin smiled faintly before speaking again, "Regarding the matter of the Zephyr Divine Ridge, has Elder Uncle uncovered any leads thus far?"

"I've found some clues."

The Elder Uncle’s expression turned slightly grave upon hearing this. He then retrieved a treasure box from his robes and handed it to Eldrin (Person Name), saying, “Over the years, I have gathered a total of 137 ancient texts here.”

"The majority of these are rumors about the Eldrin Divine Peaks, along with some formations related to the Eldrin Path. They might prove useful to you."

At this point, the old patriarch paused briefly before continuing, "However, when I visited the Dao Palace Holy Land, I met Daoist Mingyuan. He explicitly stated that he wishes to invite you to visit the Dao Monarch Holy Land."

"Oh?"

Eldrin (Person Name) furrowed his brow slightly and couldn't resist asking, "Did he mention what matter he seeks me for?"

"Most likely it's about the matter of the Xunwind Divine Ridge."

Chen Changxu stroked his long beard and declared with absolute certainty.

Entrusting the advancement of the Li Fire Sword of the Returning Abyss (Magic Treasure) to the care of the Elder Uncle, Eldrin (Person Name) did not linger in the Blazing Prison Sea of Flames. He immediately set off for the Sacred Dao Palace.

Within the incomparably majestic Dao Palace Sanctuary, Eldrin met the current master of the sacred grounds—the renowned Daoist Mingyuan, whose prestige shook the world.

Daoist Mingyuan was over 2 100 years older than Eldrin (Person Name), yet by all accounts they could be considered contemporaries.

This individual was a prodigy blessed with the 5 Spiritual Roots, possessing a rare Dao Body that led to his upbringing as an immortal seedling within the sacred grounds of the Dao Palace. He was revered as the second coming of Emperor Jiang in the mortal realm.

However, despite his remarkable talent, he still fell far short of the legendary Jiang Emperor. Even with the full support of the Dao Palace Holy Land, he had only comprehended 2 types of arcane power thus far, and his cultivation remained merely at the Primordial Spirit, Mid Stage (Cultivation Realm).

This level of talent might be considered remarkable among the Nascent Soul cultivators, yet it remained worlds apart from the likes of Immortal Jiang Huang.

"Eldrin, it's been a while."

At this moment, Daoist Mingyuan stood before Eldrin (Person Name), his expression profoundly complex.

Long ago when they first met, 1 was the unparalleled hero of the Eastern Wastelands while the other reigned as the foremost Nascent Soul expert of the Southern Peaks. They stood as twin luminaries across the firmament, 2 forces of nature whose brilliance seemed too equally matched to determine supremacy.

Now, in less than 2 1000 years, Eldrin had become the foremost expert of the Violet Primal Origin. Although Mingyuan Daoist had exhausted much of the Dao Palace Sacred Land’s accumulated resources, he had only barely managed to reach the combat prowess of Primordial Spirit, Late Stage.

This level of strength would hardly suffice against a Primordial Spirit, Late Stage (Cultivation Realm) expert. If forced to confront Eldrin (Person Name), 1 would likely be subdued within 3 moves.

The disparity in their strength subtly established a hierarchy between the 2.

Seeing Elder Mingyuan’s respectful demeanor, Eldrin nodded with a smile. “It has been many years, yet your cultivation has progressed swiftly, Brother Mingyuan. It seems there is a glimmer of hope for you to attain immortality in the future.”

"You flatter me too much, Brother Guixu."

Hearing this, Daoist Mingyuan couldn't help but smile faintly, a trace of confidence flashing in his eyes.

Undeniably, Eldrin's words were far from empty talk. This Abyssal Daoist possessed the 5 Spiritual Roots. Though he could not compare to unparalleled prodigies like Eldrin and the Jiang Emperor, he was still a budding immortal with the potential to ascend to immortality.

For a being such as him, all that was required was to cultivate steadily and methodically. Perhaps after tens of thousands of years had passed, there would be a significant likelihood of comprehending the Dao Fruit of Immortality through the Purple God Fruit.

By then, with his foundation as a 5 Spirit Roots cultivator, his chances of transcending the heavenly tribulation and ascending to immortality would likely be at least 30 percent.

At this thought, Daoist Mingyuan smiled and said, "The reason I invited you here today, Brother Daoist, is because I have a favor to ask."

"Oh?" A faint glimmer flickered in Eldrin's eyes as he inquired, "Pray enlighten me, fellow Daoist, regarding the purpose of this journey."

"Fellow Daoist, please follow me!"

Elder Mingyuan did not answer immediately, instead leading Eldrin (Person Name) deeper into the sacred grounds of the Dao Palace.

After traversing endless mountain ranges, they arrived before a secluded cave dwelling. He extended his hand in a gesture of invitation and said, "Elder Brother Dao, please enter."

Without hesitation, Eldrin (Person Name) immediately stepped into the mountain abode.

The 2 had just entered the cavern abode when Eldrin’s brow furrowed slightly. There, deep within the chamber, sat an emaciated elder, cross-legged in meditation.

"This—"

The moment he laid eyes on this person, Eldrin’s brows furrowed instantly, a trace of solemnity flashing across his expression.

The elder before him had a physical form that was completely withered and deceased, with an utterly vile and foul black blood flowing within. Yet, within the remains, a trace of indestructible soul power was still brewing.

Chapter 1 The biting northern wind swept across the mountain range, howling like countless vengeful spirits. Snowflakes danced wildly in the air, blanketing the jagged peaks in a layer of pristine white. At the summit of the highest mountain, a solitary figure sat cross-legged upon a massive bluestone, motionless as if carved from ice. Lin Feng had been meditating here for 3 full years. His black robes were tattered, his long hair matted with frost, yet his eyes remained closed in deep concentration. The spiritual energy around him swirled like an invisible vortex, causing the falling snow to veer away before touching his robes. "Finally," he whispered, his voice raspy from disuse. "The ninth level of the Frozen Soul Art is complete." As he opened his eyes, 2 beams of icy blue light shot forth, freezing a patch of snowflakes mid-air. The temperature around him plummeted drastically, and cracks spread across the bluestone beneath him. He stood slowly, joints popping after years of immobility. With a mere thought, 32,000 spirit stones materialized before him, forming a perfect circle in the air. Each stone glowed with faint spiritual energy, illuminating the darkening mountaintop. "Master, your disciple has not failed you," Lin Feng murmured, recalling the old man who had taken him in decades ago. That fateful encounter felt like it happened in another lifetime. Suddenly, the air crackled with energy. Dark clouds gathered overhead, swirling into a massive vortex. Lightning danced within the clouds, accompanied by the roar of thunder. "Heavenly Tribulation," Lin Feng's expression turned grave. He knew this moment would come - the trial that every cultivator must face when breaking through to the next realm. From his spatial ring, he drew the Li Fire Sword of the Returning Abyss. The crimson blade hummed with power, its fiery aura creating a stark contrast against the icy environment. "Come then!" he shouted at the raging heavens. "Let us see what challenges the heavens have prepared!" The first bolt of lightning descended, pure white and thick as a century-old tree. Lin Feng met it head-on, his sword drawing a crimson arc through the air. The collision shook the entire mountain.