Chapter 953 Riding the Phoenix to the East Sea

The elder uncle's cultivation was entirely derived from the Fiery Abyss of Flames. Once he left the Fiery Abyss of Flames, his combat prowess would be greatly diminished.

Moreover, the mortal realm simply could not give birth to an immortal-grade fire vein. Unless Chen Changxuan was willing to abandon the Flaming Prison Fire Sea, he would never be able to cultivate it to the realm of attaining immortality and ascension.

Yet once he abandoned the Blazing Prison Sea of Flames, the majority of his spiritual power and cultivation derived from it would be lost due to severing ties with this realm.

He was not Patriarch Qing, lacking that earth-shattering genius. Once he abandoned the Blazing Prison Sea of Flames, achieving immortality would be out of the question—even rebuilding his cultivation back to the Nascent Soul realm would be exceedingly difficult.

Eldrin withdrew his thoughts and retrieved an Immortal Lotus Pill from his sleeve, handing it to Chen Changxuan. "Since Elder Uncle's magic power has reached perfect harmony, you should seize this opportunity to advance further and cultivate to the Primordial Spirit, Late Stage realm."

Chen Changxuan did not hesitate. Taking the precious elixir, he said, "Should I advance further in my cultivation, the Treasure Banner of the 8 Trigrams (Magic Treasure) will likely reach its perfected form."

Eldrin nodded slightly, letting the matter drop without further discussion.

He cast a fleeting glance at the crowd before speaking, "Less than a century remains until the next Cataclysm of the Demonic Abyss."

"Striking before then would also serve to eliminate some future troubles in advance."

"The time has come." Lyra nodded upon hearing this, yet a trace of solemnity surfaced on her face. "But given our current strength, I wonder what our chances are of successfully suppressing and slaying it?"

"With our strength, combined with several grand formations, suppressing it should not be difficult."

Chen Changxuan opened his mouth, then shook his head with concern. "However, the Eastern Emperor's physical body is indestructible. I'm afraid it won't be easy to suppress and eliminate him."

"No matter what, it's worth a try."

Eldrin’s expression was grave, yet his tone remained resolute as he declared, “There are many immortal legacies within the Violet Realm. If we can fully suppress the physical form of the Eastern Emperor, there might still be a way to eradicate it.”

"Indeed." Qingji (Person Name) nodded, then asked, "The physical power of the Eastern Emperor (Person Name) is far too astonishing. Without combat prowess at the quasi-immortal level, 1 likely doesn’t even qualify to make a move."

"Who do you intend to send into this battle?"

Eldrin pondered briefly before speaking, "With Lyra and I joining this battle, along with the 8 Trigrams Treasure Formation of the Dao Palace Master and the others—the Big Dipper Grand Formation and the 7 Treasures Gourd Array—we might still have a sliver of certainty."

"Cheep cheep!"

Just then, the fiery-red little sparrow perched on Eldrin's shoulder chirped, its eyes flickering with unmistakable delight.

Seeing this, Eldrin smiled faintly, stroking the Li Fire Vermilion Bird as he remarked, "I'd nearly forgotten you could also lend me a hand."

The Crimson Sparrow of Emberflame was a being born of a post-celestial divinity, innately wielding the laws of the Crimson Solar Blaze. Though still in its youth, having emerged into the world nearly a 1000 years ago, it could now barely grasp a fraction of the Crimson Solar Blaze's power.

The current combat prowess of the Li Fire Vermilion Bird is likely no weaker than a Demigod Ancestor (Cultivation Realm). If it were to unleash its full power, it might even surpass a Demigod Ancestor (Cultivation Realm) by a significant margin.

With its assistance lending a hand, it could be considered as adding a few more layers of assurance for Eldrin.

"Alas, the Li Fire Sword of the Returning Abyss (Magic Treasure) had not yet been fully cultivated, otherwise this battle would have been far less arduous."

After finalizing the candidates for this battle, Eldrin murmured to himself with a resigned shake of his head.

Eastern Sea Cultivation Realm, Zhou Tian Star Archipelago.

Since reclaiming the Zhou Tian Star Islands that year, humanity had reoccupied these mountains and rivers for over a 1000 years.

For a 1000 years, the human race had continuously moved mountains and reclaimed seas, restoring the various spirit islands that had sunk in the past. By now, they had revived the glorious prosperity of millennia ago.

However, without any immortals to restore the grand formation, the potency of the Zhou Heavenly Star Formation ultimately paled in comparison to its prime era of overwhelming dominance.

Yet this sea region had regained its former prosperity, with countless cultivators and mortals thriving and multiplying upon its waters.

However, today was different. The atmosphere over the Zhou Tian Star Archipelago felt unusually heavy.

High above in the 9 heavens, over a 100 Primordial Spirit Dao Lords had gathered, each wearing expressions of utmost gravity.

"Screech—"

At that very moment, a phoenix's cry echoed from the horizon's edge.

All the Nascent Soul Dao Lords looked up to see a crimson fire phoenix blotting out the sky and eclipsing the sun, its wings beating as it approached.

"This is... a Fire Phoenix?"

Even with their vast experience, the various Nascent Soul Dao Lords couldn't help but feel a shudder of alarm.

The aura emanating from that fire phoenix was simply too overwhelming. Its resplendent wings were wreathed in myriad laws, each strand possessing the terrifying power to slay primordial spirits.

Among all the Nascent Souls present, even Lin Tianqi, their leader, could no longer remain seated. With utmost gravity, he declared, "That is a 9 Heavens True Phoenix—legend speaks of it as a rare variant of the 9 Heavens Wind Phoenix, the Vermilion Bird of Scarlet Radiance."

Everyone was utterly astonished upon hearing this. The Crimsonflame Vermilion Bird was a rare species from the immortal realm, and if allowed to mature, it would at least reach the pinnacle of Divine Spirit Realm.

This being was a Postnatal Deity, reaching the pinnacle of immortals upon adulthood, with great potential to even attain the realm of a Terrestrial Immortal Patriarch.

Logically speaking, such a lifeform should almost never be conceived in the mortal realm. Who could have imagined it would emerge right here, right now?

"Could it be that this object, much like the Ethirium Azure Dragon of yore, is a contingency left behind by an ancient immortal?"

The crowd murmured in astonishment, only to find the immortal phoenix had already torn through layers of voidspace, materializing before them.

Upon learning of this, they noticed a diminutive figure standing atop the Phoenix’s head.

The man strolled forth, and the Crimson Ming Vermilion Bird instantly transformed into a petite scarlet divine bird, alighting upon his shoulder.

Eldrin approached with ethereal steps, his snow-white robes billowing as he trod upon the void. He resembled a celestial being descended from the highest heavens, exuding an aura of solitary nobility and sacred purity.

He casually stroked the Crimsonflame Vermilion Bird for a moment before finally casting a glance at the crowd. "My apologies for keeping you all waiting."

"You flatter me."

The crowd dared not show the slightest negligence, immediately bowing in respectful salute.

Only Lin Tianqi gave a slight nod, then said, “Since you’ve arrived, it’s time for this battle to begin.”

"Hmm."

Eldrin gave a slight nod and said, "How are the preparations coming along?"

The Lord of the Starry Sky Palace cupped his hands and smiled, "With all 7 treasure gourds gathered, the Big Dipper Formation can now be deployed. All that remains is to await the opportune moment to strike."

"Good."

Eldrin gave a slight nod, his gaze sweeping over the assembled Dao Lords. "I must trouble you all to enter the Cosmic Starfall Formation," he said. "When the critical moment arrives, lend me your strength."

"We understand."

The crowd wore grave expressions, understanding the pivotal importance of this battle.

This battle had become inevitable. Trapped within the 8 Trigrams Treasure Formation, the human race's Half-Immortals and several Nascent Soul Dao Lords had been confronting the Outer Realm Demonic God for 2 1000 years, their reserves nearly depleted.

If the Outer Demon God could not be slain, within a 100 years, its second primordial spirit would inevitably break through the sealing array.

By then, attempting to slay the Outer Realm Demon God would be no different from spouting delusions.

This was everyone's best opportunity, and also their last. If they failed to slay the Outer God in this battle, trapping its second primordial spirit would become nigh impossible thereafter.

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