Chapter 954 Array Crisis, White-robed Demon Quelling

Although the 7 Treasures Gourd possessed unparalleled might, it was a pity that the cultivation levels of its 7 masters varied greatly—even though the Violet Realm had granted them significant resource allocation over the years.

Yet to this day, the weakest among them, Elder Li Huo, had only reached the fourth level of the Nascent Soul, while the strongest among them had merely attained the seventh level of the Nascent Soul. Its power paled in comparison to the 8 Trigrams Immortal Refining Array presided over by the various Demigod Ancestors.

The same held true for the Northern Dipper 7 Stars Formation. Although the Star Palace had gathered 7 soul formation cultivators, their cultivation bases were uneven, ultimately preventing them from unleashing the formation’s power to its limit.

Thus, should the second nascent soul of the Eldrin (Person Name) break free from its confinement, no trap formation in this world could ever hold it again. To slay it would naturally be a task of countless hardships.

Everyone understood the critical importance of this decisive battle, and naturally dared not show the slightest negligence.

Seeing everyone acting with utmost caution, Eldrin no longer hesitated and strode toward the 9 Firmaments above.

"Bzzz—"

At the same moment, the second primordial spirit of the extraterrestrial demon god within the formation seemed to sense something.

There, the physical body of the Eastern Emperor, with disheveled hair and a towering, robust frame, sat cross-legged in silence within the grand formation. Suddenly, its eyes snapped open.

Those pupils were pitch-black, unfathomable like a bottomless abyss, evoking such awe that 1 dared not meet their gaze.

Boom—

The Extraterrestrial Demon God stirred. His mighty and imposing figure rose to its full height, and though bound by infinite shackles, he straightened his spine step by step.

It resembled a primordial demon god propping up the heavens and earth, every inch of its muscles radiating indestructible power that stirred the very fabric of creation. The 8 Trigrams Immortal Refining Formation trembled violently, swaying precariously as if on the verge of collapse.

"Look out, the Demon God is breaking free!"

Seeing the Outer Realm Demon God rise to its feet, the Palace Lord’s expression turned grave. Without hesitation, he exclaimed, “Everyone, channel your full power into the formation! Do not let it break free!”

"We understand!"

For a moment, the Heavenly Dao Sovereign, the Roc Demon Saint, and others took action 1 after another, gathering the world's most supreme spiritual power to drive the formation array to its absolute limit.

Witnessing this, the Eldritch Abyssal Deity (Extraterrestrial Demon God) spoke calmly, "You have confined me for nearly 2 1000 years, yet failed to harm me in the slightest. Now that your mana is nearly exhausted, what can you possibly do to me?"

The Primordial Emperor's physique was an immortal body impervious to 10 1000 calamities. In ancient times, even the extraterrestrial demon gods could not slay him after he attained the Dao.

If the Eastern Emperor had not been 1 step away from ascension, if there had not remained the slightest flaw between his physical form and primordial spirit, perhaps the Eldritch Abyssal Fiend would never have found the opportunity to annihilate his primordial spirit.

Now that the Outer Realm Demon God had refined Donghuang’s physical body into a second primordial spirit, though it lacked the peerless divine powers of immortal dao that had been unmatched since ancient times, every movement it made carried the power to split heaven and earth.

"Clang!"

But with a resounding boom, the extraterrestrial demon god finally made its move.

An attack that had been accumulating for 2 1000 years manifested as a golden fist of indestructible radiance tearing through the sky to strike.

That single strike shook the heavens and earth, causing the grand formation to tremble violently. Countless divine chains of natural law shattered instantly in its wake, and wherever it passed, the void cracked like glass under the impact.

"Esteemed colleagues, do not hold back your secrets!"

Seeing the formation on the verge of collapse, the Lord of the Dao Palace immediately unleashed his full power, summoning a brilliant divine ability to strike across the void.

The Lord of the Dao Palace, who simultaneously cultivated Dao Fruits and Laws, stood as 1 of the world's foremost Demigod Ancestors (Cultivation Realm). His combat prowess far surpassed that of ordinary demigods like the Kunpeng Demon.

Yet the full-force strike of such a top-tier Demi-Immortal was shattered in the blink of an eye. The unstoppable fist technique swept through everything in its path, its residual might undiminished as it crashed toward the formation’s weakest point.

Demon-Suppressing Cauldron!

In that instant, the remaining few Demigod Ancestors (Cultivation Realm) roared in unison, unleashing their signature magic treasures.

The Demon-Suppressing Cauldron, the 7 Avian Feather Fan, the Pagoda of Enlightenment—1 after another, near-immortal treasures that had shaken the Violet Realm emerged, unleashing overwhelming divine might that swept across the void, striking toward the extraterrestrial demon god.

Boom…

Yet in the blink of an eye, the Demon-Suppressing Cauldron became riddled with cracks, the Pagoda of Enlightenment was shattered into 4 segments, and the 7 Avian Feather Fan exploded on the spot.

Faced with such earth-shattering power from the Outer Realm Demon God, everyone present wore expressions of profound terror.

"Amitabha Buddha!"

A flicker of compassion crossed the face of the Tribulation Transcending Divine Monk.

He rose to his full height, an infinite expanse of golden Buddha light erupting from his form, coalescing into a golden arhat that blotted out the sky as it charged forward.

As 1 of the most formidable Demigod Ancestors (Cultivation Realm) in the Violet Realm, the Transcendent Monk was hailed as the reincarnation of Buddha. His cultivation attainment could be considered the absolute pinnacle of the Violet Realm, having simultaneously cultivated the Dao Fruit and a Half-Immortal Physique. His strength was in no way inferior to that of the Lord of the Dao Palace.

At that moment, the Tribulation Transcending Monk manifested his Arhat Golden Body, appearing almost like a celestial arhat descending to the mortal realm. Every gesture and movement radiated an immortal golden light, proving even more indestructible than a near-transcendent treasure.

Although the Outer Realm Demon God possessed boundless power, it was constrained by the formation arrays, preventing it from unleashing its full might. Astonishingly, it was held at bay.

"Hmph—"

However, the price paid by the Tribulation Transcending Monk was also immense. Cracks had actually spread across his indestructible Arhat Golden Body, clearly indicating that his golden form had been shattered.

His sure-kill strike blocked, the Outer Realm Demon God couldn't help but regard the Tribulation Transcendence Monk with heightened respect before declaring coldly, "You will die!"

"If I do not enter the hell, who will?"

The Tribulation Transcending Monk clasped his hands together, golden light erupting from his damaged golden body, transforming into countless golden Sanskrit characters that enveloped the void.

These golden Sanskrit scriptures filling the sky were the legacy left by the Buddha of Tranquil Spirit Temple from ancient times, serving as 1 of the most formidable trump cards against the Outer Realm Demonic Gods.

However, to unleash its full power required the sacrifice of a life—that of a near-immortal true Buddha.

The Eldritch Demon Lord wore an expression caught between wrath and amusement, his voice laced with frost. "You are but an ant, fully aware that I could crush you with ease, yet you still dare to sink your dying fangs into me."

"Feeble, yet unyielding!"

The Extraterrestrial Demon God finally made his move once more, unleashing a power beyond description.

That earth-shaking power swayed the stars, and between heaven and earth, a violent tremor arose. It was as if he sought to pull down the firmament, to shatter the cosmos and restore the scene of primordial chaos.

"May the Buddha have mercy!"

The Tribulation Transcension Monk was remarkably composed, simply closing his eyes in serene stillness. The swirling golden Sanskrit characters in the sky coalesced into a volume of peerless ancient scripture, poised to deliver the most devastating strike the Outer Realm Demonic God would ever witness.

"Master, there is no need for this!"

And in that very instant, a calm voice echoed from the void.

The voice was firm and calm, gently smoothing over everything, yet it sent chills down the extraterrestrial demon’s spine, stirring a faint but lethal sense of threat.

High above in the void, a snow-robed figure strode through the air. With a casual flick of his hand, he raised his palm and cleaved through the atmosphere with overwhelming force.

"Damn it!"

The Outer Realm Demon God’s heart sank. Without another thought for the Transcending Tribulation Divine Monk, he unleashed his earth-shattering fist strike toward the newcomer.

In the split second their fists and palms met, a terrifying storm erupted, sweeping everything in its path. A force capable of tearing the heavens and splitting the earth surged across the vast sky, obliterating all in its wake.

When all had settled, 2 figures emerged at the very heart of the formation.

Chapter 1 The biting cold wind howled through the mountain pass, carrying with it the scent of blood and decay. A young man in tattered robes knelt amidst the snow, his fingers digging deep into the frozen earth. His name was Lin Feng, once the most promising disciple of the Azure Cloud Sect, now reduced to a mere Foundation Establishment cultivator after his spiritual roots were shattered. "For 3 years..." he whispered, his breath forming mist in the chilling air. "3 years of humiliation, of being treated worse than dirt." Suddenly, a brilliant light descended from the heavens, striking Lin Feng directly between his brows. A mysterious voice echoed in his consciousness: "System binding complete. The Path to Supreme Divinity System is now activated." [Host: Lin Feng] [Cultivation: Foundation Establishment Stage (Damaged)] [Cultivation Method: None] [Techniques: None] [System Function: Unlimited Evolution - All cultivation methods and techniques can be evolved infinitely] Lin Feng's eyes widened in disbelief as a translucent interface appeared before him. Without hesitation, he accessed the system's evolution function and selected the most basic body tempering technique he knew - the Mountain Crushing Fist. "Ding! Mountain Crushing Fist has evolved into Heaven Shaking Divine Fist (Heaven Tier)." A flood of profound insights poured into Lin Feng's mind, as if he had practiced this divine fist technique for thousands of years. The spiritual energy around him surged violently, forming a massive vortex that stretched for miles. At that moment, a sneering voice came from behind: "Well, if it isn't our former genius? Still wasting your time in this remote mountain pass?" Lin Feng recognized the speaker - Zhao Shan, a fellow disciple who had often bullied him since his fall from grace. This time, however, Zhao Shan wasn't alone. He was accompanied by 2 other Core Formation disciples. "Hand over your spirit stones, trash," Zhao Shan demanded, extending his palm. "Maybe we'll let you off easy today." Instead of complying, Lin Feng slowly rose to his feet, a faint golden light shimmering around his fists. "You want my spirit stones? Come and take them." Zhao Shan laughed mockingly. "You dare resist? Boys, teach this waste a lesson!" The 3 Core Formation disciples charged simultaneously, their spiritual pressure converging into a terrifying force that cracked the ground beneath them. But Lin Feng merely threw a simple punch. The Heaven Shaking Divine Fist! A golden dragon materialized from his fist, roaring as it tore through the air. The 3 Core Formation cultivators were sent flying before they could even react, their protective artifacts shattering into countless fragments. "How... how is this possible?" Zhao Shan stammered, blood trickling from the corner of his mouth. "You're just a Foundation Establishment cripple!" Lin Feng approached slowly, his aura growing more formidable with each step. "Some things are better left unknown." With another casual punch, he sent Zhao Shan flying hundreds of meters away, crashing through several ancient trees before landing unconscious. [Ding! Host has defeated 3 Core Formation cultivators. Reward: 5,000 spirit stones, 1 Earth Evolution Pill (Earth Tier).] Lin Feng glanced at the system notification, a faint smile appearing on his lips. It seemed his days of being bullied were over. The path to the pinnacle of cultivation had just begun.