Chapter 960. 16 Primordial Spirits in 1 School

"So it shall be."

Lyra gave a slight nod, thus finalizing the candidate for utilizing the Lunar Jade.

Just then, Lyra did not leave immediately. Gazing at the Nethersea, she murmured, "For my Lunar Immortal Body to achieve perfect completion, it requires absorbing a sea of pure Yin energy."

"I wish to remain here after the cataclysm, entering seclusion for some years, and not emerge until I have cultivated an immortal body."

"Is that truly the case?"

Upon hearing this, Eldrin (Person Name) revealed a hint of surprise and delight.

Lyra's innate talent was unparalleled since ancient times, as her Lunar Immortal Physique was a natural celestial constitution that far surpassed all other Dao bodies.

Once she cultivated the Lunar Immortal Physique to perfection, she would be able to forge an immortal body. Such a physique ranked among the finest of all immortal bodies—while it could not compare to Eldrin’s Primordial Indestructible Golden Body, it could still be called peerless in the world.

The pure Yin energy within this subterranean netherworld was a great tonic for Lyra. By absorbing and refining sufficient pure Yin energy, she could harness it to cultivate an immortal body.

At this thought, Eldrin nodded and said, "The Lunar Yin Qi within this boundless netherworld is 1 of the primordial forces of Yin and Yang. By drawing upon this energy to forge your immortal body, you shall incur a profound karmic debt to the Violet Realm."

"Fortunately, if we succeed in quelling this calamity, it should be sufficient to repay the debt in full."

Eldrin spoke in a measured tone before continuing, "With this matter settled, let us depart for now. Once the calamity has been quelled, you shall return here once more."

After slaying the Demonic Lotus, the 2 returned to the entrance of the Endless Netherworld and immediately ascended through the fissure toward the realm between heaven and earth.

No 1 knew how much time had passed before they finally returned to the mortal realm.

Within the Netherworld Island, Eldrin immediately sought out the Netherworld Ancestor and produced the Black Lotus. "The journey went rather smoothly," he said. "I have brought what you requested."

"It truly is the Netherworld Black Lotus!"

The Netherworld Ancestor took the Black Lotus, his expression a mixture of delight and lamentation. "I abandoned the righteous path to embrace demonic cultivation," he sighed. "It took me 1 100 cycles of 60 years to reach the ninth level of the Nascent Soul."

"With this Netherblack Lotus now in my possession, reaching the Half-Immortal realm is within sight. Perhaps there remains a sliver of hope to attain true immortality in the days to come."

Upon hearing this, a faint glimmer stirred in Eldrin's eyes. The Netherblack Lotus was an exceedingly rare celestial-tier treasure, 1 that should naturally ascend to the celestial realm upon reaching maturity.

Alas, this blossom was plucked prematurely by the Outer Realm Demon God before reaching full maturity, yet it remains a near-transcendent marvel of the mortal realm.

Moreover, this object resonated with the Nether Ancestor's Dao. If the 2 were mutually corroborated, there might truly be a sliver of possibility to attain immortality.

At this thought, Eldrin still spoke with measured deliberation, "Does Your Excellency still intend to walk the path of the 9 Heavens True Devil?"

Eldrin murmured softly, a trace of regret coloring his expression.

Compared to the arduous path of immortality, the demonic path knows no scruples and refuses to repay karmic debts to heaven and earth. Acts like the Demonic Lotus (Evil Entity) stealing a realm's yin-yang energies are as common as daily meals.

Thus, the path to enlightenment for demonic cultivators is relatively simpler and more straightforward.

However, the cultivation of the immortal path emphasizes freedom and ease, preserving 1's true nature and clarifying the mind. By using human nature to glimpse the principles and fruits of the Dao, 1 often attains greater clarity and boundless freedom.

In stark contrast, the path of demonic cultivation follows a different creed. It advocates acting on whims and desires without restraint, employing any means necessary. The baleful aura, esoteric powers, arcane laws, and demonic fruits unique to this path corrode the cultivator’s spirit, amplifying the darkest cravings within their heart.

Only those with immense willpower and perseverance could prevail; the vast majority of demonic cultivators would ultimately succumb to inner demons, stumbling through a haze of delusion until they fell before the Tribulation of Ascension.

Or perhaps 1 becomes a 9 Heavens True Devil, yet loses their original self, becoming a puppet of the demonic path's laws.

Moreover, demonic cultivation harms the world itself, often making the path of cultivation fraught with hardship and adversity. Those who walk this road face tribulations far surpassing those encountered by ordinary cultivators.

At this thought, Eldrin sighed, "Although the Demonic Path allows 1 to unleash their power more swiftly, this road corrodes the heart far too deeply."

"I hope that when we meet again someday, you will still be able to remain true to your original self."

The Netherworld Patriarch was unexpectedly calm. He sat cross-legged in the void, and after a long while, he shook his head and said, "I do not know if that day will ever come."

"But if the day comes when we meet again and I have truly lost all humanity, please kill me!"

Eldrin did not respond, merely gazing silently toward the Violet Realm before setting off toward the Myriad Abyss Ancient Domain.

After returning to the clan, Eldrin summoned all the Dao Lords within the family to convene a meeting atop Verdant Chariot Mountain.

Compared to the tense atmosphere before previous great battles, though the impending calamity of the Abyss drew near, everyone found their hearts inexplicably settled.

Now that Eldrin had forged his immortal body, his power had reached the threshold of the celestial realm. With over half of the internal threats within the Violet Realm eradicated, their chances of resisting the Outer Gods had significantly increased.

Within the grand hall of Verdant Chariot Mountain (Location), Elder Chen Changxuan gazed at the assembled crowd beside him, an involuntary smile gracing his aged countenance.

Today, the Chen Clan stood as the foremost Dao Lord sanctuary in the Violet Realm, housing a full 16 Dao Lords of the Nascent Soul.

Among the cultivators of our clan, the Elder Chang generation had only 1 member—Chen Changxuan, whose cultivation had reached the seventh layer of the Nascent Soul realm.

The Nian generation included 2 individuals, Eldrin and Kael, both of whom had just begun to grasp the Great Dao and were exceptional figures forging their own paths toward immortality.

The Xian generation also had 2 Primordial Spirit experts, namely Chen Ethan (Person Name) and Chen Silas (Person Name). Both were at the Primordial Spirit, Early Stage (Cultivation Realm), having broken through to the Primordial Spirit realm within the last nearly 1 1000 years.

Apart from these 5 individuals, Eldrin's 5 Dao Companions—Lyra, Qing Ji, Yan Zi Ji, Lila, and Seraphina Qu—were all rarely seen Primal Spirit Ancestors in the world.

Kael's Dao Companion Lilith, Mistress of Desire, had also cultivated to the Nascent Soul Realm.

Among the remaining juniors, Elara (Person Name), Ye Qingfeng, Lu Wenyuan, Chen Fusu, and Gu Lanshan had all cultivated to the Soul Formation Realm.

1 16 Primordial Souls, along with peak-level patriarchs such as Eldrin and Lyra, and several Late Stage Primordial Spirit existences like Qing Ji and Seraphina Qu.

Such a magnificent power was even more formidable than the Dao Palace Holy Land, standing peerless across the entire Violet Realm.

Only during the peak era before the Cataclysm of the Demonic Abyss, when the immortal dao traditions boasted dozens of Nascent Soul cultivators and several Demigod Ancestors coexisted, could any force rival the present-day Chen Family in glory.

However, with the Chen family having an expert like Eldrin (Person Name), who already had 1 foot in the Immortal Realm, their combat prowess was undoubtedly far more formidable.

At this thought, the old clan leader couldn't help but stroke his long beard and sigh with emotion, "4 1000 years have passed in the blink of an eye. Our Chen Clan has risen from a mere Foundation Establishment family to become the number 1 sacred land in the Violet Realm."

"With such an astonishing speed of ascension, I'm afraid even if we combed through the entire ancient history of the Violet Realm, it would be difficult to find a family that could rival our Chen Clan."

"Yes!"

Chen Silas (Person Name) also nodded and remarked with profound emotion, "1 sect with 16 Soul Formation cultivators, over 8 100 Nascent Soul lords, and Golden Core practitioners as numerous as hairs on an ox."

"If 1 were to look back thousands of years ago, who would have dared to imagine such a day would come?"

"What a pity that Aunt Seraphina and Great-Uncle Qingwan cannot witness this day."

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 blue robes knelt amidst the snow, his fingers digging into the frozen earth until they bled. His name was Lin Feng, once the proud disciple of the Azure Cloud Sect, now reduced to a cripple. "3 years..." he whispered, his breath forming mist in the chilling air. "For 3 years, I've endured this humiliation." Deep within his dantian, where his cultivation base had once flourished, now only darkness remained. The Eldrin (Person Name) had shattered his meridians during the last sect competition, leaving him worse than mortal. Suddenly, a warm current surged through his chest. The jade pendant inherited from his mother glowed with ethereal light, projecting ancient characters into his consciousness: [Heavenly Dao System activated] [Host: Lin Feng] [Cultivation: Destroyed] [Technique: None] [Spirit Stones: 0] Lin Feng's eyes widened. Before he could process this miracle, hurried footsteps approached from behind the pine grove. "Still lingering here, waste?" sneared a voice dripping with contempt. Zhang Hu (Person Name), his former junior brother, emerged with 2 followers. "The outer sect examination begins at dawn. The elders have ordered all useless disciples expelled." Zhang Hu tossed a small pouch that landed in the snow before Lin Feng. "Take these 1,200 spirit stones and disappear. Consider it charity for your 3 years of service." Lin Feng's knuckles turned white. 12 100 stones? Barely enough for a month's accommodation in the mortal world. This was outright robbery of the 32,000 spirit stones he'd accumulated over years. [New mission: Defeat the provokers] [Reward: Basic Cultivation Restoration] A strange calm settled over Lin Feng. He rose slowly, snow dusting off his shoulders. "Take back your pity." Zhang Hu laughed. "You dare refuse? What can a cripple do?" As Zhang Hu reached to grab his collar, Lin Feng's body moved on instinct. A forgotten stance from the Azure Cloud Manual flashed through his mind. His palm struck Zhang Hu's chest with unexpected force. Crack! Zhang Hu flew backward, crashing against an ancient pine. His 2 companions stared in disbelief. [Mission completed. Reward distributed.] Warm energy flooded Lin Feng's meridians. Though far from his peak, power he hadn't felt in 3 years coursed through his veins. Impossible! How could a cripple...?" 1 of the followers stammered. Lin Feng ignored them, retrieving the spirit stone pouch from the snow. "I'll keep these as interest." He turned toward the sect's main hall, his eyes burning with renewed determination. The night was deep, but dawn would bring the examination that would determine his fate. Somewhere high in the mountains, an elder watching through a scrying mirror smiled faintly. "Interesting. The Li Fire Sword of the Returning Abyss (Magic Treasure) might yet find its master after all."