Chapter 923 : A Demon God's Forbidden Ambition

After cultivating arduously for several hundred thousand years, his cultivation remained trapped at the Demon God realm. His strength was not even considered top-tier among Immortal beings, and he was even forced by Immortal descending to the lower realms to refrain from acting against the Great Thousand World.

Having long believed there was no hope of reaching the Earth Immortal Realm, he never imagined that tens of thousands of years ago, a tear would be ripped open in the boundless void, and the Purple Seal Realm would be exiled into this stretch of emptiness.

The Catastrophe Demon God immediately understood his opportunity had arrived and activated the 'Catastrophe Demonic Abyss' to ensnare the Purple Seal Realm.

That Catastrophe Demonic Abyss was a companion object born with the Catastrophe Demon God. In principle, once fully formed, it should have been a supreme treasure of the Lower Grade Innate Spiritual Treasure grade.

Such a treasure would have sent even a Celestial Immortal Great Power into raptures, to be kept as a trump card.

Unfortunately, tainted by Demonic Blood, its gestation process was corrupted by impure post-natal energies, causing its grade to fall into the ranks of Postnatal Spiritual Treasure.

Even so, the Catastrophe Demonic Abyss remained an exceedingly terrifying Postnatal Demonic Treasure. By using the Demonic Abyss to trap the Purple Seal Realm, the Catastrophe Demon God severed the realm's connection to heaven and earth. Not even those at the Ethereal Ascension stage could summon the Ascension Guiding Immortal Light [a celestial light that guides cultivators through their ascension tribulation].

The reason the Catastrophe Demon God did this was to gradually refine the Purple Seal Realm, making it part of the Catastrophe Demonic Abyss itself.

This process would not only prevent news of the Purple Seal Realm from leaking but also allow him to monopolize the legacy of the Purple Seal Immortal Lord.

One must understand that the Purple Seal Immortal Lord was an existence at the Great Encompassing Golden Immortal level. If he could obtain the treasures left behind by the former Purple Seal Immortal Lord, he might be able to mend the flaws in his own foundation and break through to the Earth Immortal realm, or even to the Celestial Immortal Realm. For more chapters, visit audio-novel . com for the complete novel.

Alas, he had underestimated the might of the Purple Seal Realm. This realm was among the most supreme of the Great Thousand Worlds. Even setting aside the Purple Seal Immortal Lord, it had produced over a hundred Immortals in succession.

Most of these Immortals had laid down contingencies and hidden aces. Consequently, the Catastrophe Demon God fought for tens of thousands of years, nearly exhausting his own accumulated reserves, yet he still could not conquer it.

"First, a peerless prodigy with Celestial Immortal Aptitude emerges, and now, a Child of Destiny with a Primordial One Foundation."

"The Fortune of the Purple Seal Realm is truly this flourishing. It is indeed worthy of being a top-tier Great Thousand World that has produced a Great Encompassing Golden Immortal."

The Catastrophe Demon God murmured to himself, a trace of solemnity coloring his brow.

A moment later, a look of grim resolve settled upon his features. With a flick of his sleeve, eight figures of terrifying, boundless power flew forth from the Blood Pool.

"You broke our pact by acting against the Flowing Void Realm, refining eight Demigods in succession."

"It seems you are truly afraid."

At that very moment, from within the endless Demonic Abyss, a chorus of sword hums arose, carrying a voice of serene detachment.

The Catastrophe Demon God looked up. Deep within the Catastrophe Demonic Abyss, he saw a blazing white sword light, shrouded by infinite Demonic Abyss energy. It radiated with incandescent Path Principles runes, seemingly resisting the corrosive erosion of the abyss itself.

"Path Ruins Jiang."

The Catastrophe Demon God whispered, his expression turning utterly frigid as he continued, "You are but a stubborn wisp of Primordial Spirit [the spiritual core of a cultivator] clinging to the sword. Were it not for my desire to fully refine this Immortal Sword, I would have extinguished you long ago."

"Now that the Heavenly Starry Sky Grand Formation you left behind has been shattered, the Purple Seal Realm possesses no further means to hinder me. What right do you have to speak before me now?"

"Is that so?"

A blazing white sword-light, radiant and peerless, shone forth like an eternal, Indestructibility [the state of being unbreakable and everlasting] beacon, piercing the boundless darkness of the Demonic Abyss.

The Peerless Immortal Sword trembled slightly, and a voice emanated from it, declaring, "By violating the pact and striking against the Flowing Void Realm, you have set a countdown. In three thousand years, an Immortal [a being who has ascended to a higher state of existence] will descend to the mortal plane."

"When that time comes, do you truly believe the Purple Seal Realm can remain hidden?"

"There is no need to wait three thousand years."

The Catastrophe Demon God sneered coldly. "Using the bodies of eight Demigod [cultivators who have transcended mortality but not yet achieved full divinity] from the Flowing Void Realm, I have forged the Eight Demons Immortal Refining Formation. With our combined power, we can unleash a strike imbued with Path Principles [the fundamental laws of cultivation and reality] to slay our foe."

"In this coming cataclysm, That upstart Eldrin will surely perish without a grave to claim his bones."

"When the time comes, I shall shatter the Eight Trigrams Treasure Formation and unleash my Second Primordial Spirit. Who in the entire Purple Seal Realm could possibly stand against this venerable one then?"

Speaking to this point, the Catastrophe Demon God sneered coldly once more. "From what this venerable one knows, the Eastern Sovereign Bell requires at least another three thousand years before it can emerge. And the Primordial Era Ice Silkworm in the far northern lands still lacks its final Nirvana [a transformative rebirth akin to a phoenix rising from ashes]."

"At this very moment, who could possibly block this venerable one's path?"

"*Screech—*"

Within the depths of the Demonic Abyss, sword light erupted. The Immortal Sword seemed poised for a desperate, mutually destructive strike, yet it remained firmly ensnared by the Demonic Abyss, powerless to pose any true threat to the Catastrophe Demon God.

Witnessing this, the Catastrophe Demon God rose to his feet, his expression one of utter frost. "This starry expanse is the most desolate corner of the boundless void. Throughout all of history, only three Immortal [beings who have ascended to a higher plane of existence] have ever ascended from here. Among them, only one still maintains a mortal world lineage." This content originates from audio novel.com. Please respect copyright.

"Setting aside whether he would descend for the sake of a few Demigod [cultivators at the peak of the mortal realm, one step below true immortality], what if he truly did descend? What of it?"

"Once I obtain the legacy treasures of Purple Seal, I can mend the flaws in my foundation. What could a mere Immortal from the Ascendant Immortal Realm possibly do to me then?"

With these final words, the Catastrophe Demon God clearly had no desire to speak further. He stood and began moving towards the exit of the Demonic Abyss.

Before his departure, he cast a final glance towards the Purple Seal Realm, his pupils holding an ocean of icy indifference. "Ruins Path Jiang, this is your final chance."

"If you are willing to submit to this venerable one and allow the Immortal Sword to be wielded by this seat, then this seat can promise that after refining the Purple Seal Realm, this wisp of your Primordial Spirit [the spiritual core of a cultivator] will be released to return whence it came."

"You cultivated arduously for eight thousand years to achieve Ascension and Attainment of the Path [the state of becoming an immortal]. As long as this wisp of Primordial Spirit remains, you can cultivate anew to form an Immortal Path Fruit [the condensed essence of one's cultivation path]. For it to be utterly extinguished, soul and spirit scattered, would be a profound waste. Would it not be wiser to consider your own fate?"

"*Clang—*"

Within the void, a torrential chorus of sword cries echoed.

That incandescent sword light blazed with unparalleled brilliance, like an Immortality [a state of eternal life] lamp illuminating the boundless darkness. An overwhelming, peerless killing intent locked onto the Catastrophe Demon God.

"To think this seat would submit to you? A fool's delusion!"

"From within this Demonic Abyss, this seat will watch you die. I will witness the karmic retribution for your myriad evils over tens of thousands of years descend upon you, until all you are is utterly annihilated."

"Hahaha…"

The Catastrophe Demon God laughed in furious rage, transforming in an instant into a heaven-shrouding, earth-eclipsing Demon God [a powerful entity of malevolent origin]. He roared with maniacal arrogance, "This seat will go now and slay That upstart Eldrin! I shall utterly extinguish your last shred of hope!"

"…"

"Boom—"

Three decades passed in the blink of an eye.

Eldrin Chen stood upon the Cosmic Stellar Archipelago, his expression calm yet profoundly grave as he gazed upon the Demonic Abyss Heavenly Scar before him.

Now, a millennium later, the Outer Realm Demon God had finally torn open the World-Opening scar once more, setting its sights upon the Purple Seal Realm.

Heaven and earth roared; all creation trembled.

A power beyond compare was shaking the very foundations of the world.

Having cultivated diligently for two thousand eight hundred years, this was the third time Eldrin Chen witnessed the Demonic Abyss Heavenly Scar being rent asunder, yet his comprehension of the event held a different nuance now.

During the first opening of the Demonic Abyss, Eldrin Chen had only just entered the Infant Soul Realm and could only observe from the periphery of the Cosmic Stellar Archipelago.

Back then, witnessing that sky-obscuring colossal hand, he felt like an ant gazing at the heavens, struck with an awe that left him speechless for a long time.

The second time, he was already at the Half-Step Primordial Spirit Realm, having forged the Primordial One Foundation and brimming with soaring ambition. With various Demigod Patriarch bearing the brunt of the pressure ahead, he had cut a bloody swathe through countless powerful foes.

Although this battle was arduous, the silver lining was that he could finally unleash his full power without restraint, making it the most exhilarating clash against Glazed he had ever experienced.

Now, arriving for the third time and witnessing once more the Demon God's colossal hand descending upon this world, Eldrin Chen still acknowledged he was far from its equal. Yet, he now understood this pinnacle of power was not an unreachable horizon.

"If my Primordial One Indestructibility Body were perfected, perhaps I too could wield such might,"

Eldrin Chen murmured to himself, only to feel an overwhelming pressure surge forth once more.

In this conflict, the Human Race lacked a Demigod Patriarch to anchor their defenses. As the foremost champion of humanity and the one who must bear the heavens should they fall, he would have to face the Outer Realm Demon God directly.

As these thoughts swirled, Eldrin Chen's voice rang out, resonating like a divine decree of the Great Path across the mountains and rivers for millions of Li-lengths [one Li-length equals five hundred meters].

"All forces, activate the formation!" Your portal to cultivation novels: audio-novel . com.