Chapter 986. Reshaping the Yuanshen(Spirit), Defying Fate

The heavens and earth fell silent, all sound extinguished from the world.

A single Mortal Realm Immortal in fury, and all heaven and earth seemed to tremble in fear.

Eldrin's killing intent surged to a boiling point. With a mere flick of his sleeve, the Great 5 Elements Pure Yang Divine Thunder erupted into the sky. The hordes of demons sought to flee for their lives, yet any chance of survival had already vanished beyond reach.

The 5 Elements Divine Thunder split into countless strands, instantly submerging mountains, rivers, and the heavens.

Whether it was the various Nascent Soul Heavenly Demons, the 9 True Demon Sons—those ninth-level Nascent Soul Heavenly Demons—or even semi-immortal demons like the 7 Sword Slaves and 3 Demon Enchantresses, all were instantly reduced to tribulation ashes.

When all finally settled, Eldrin gazed upon the devastated landscape spanning tens of millions of miles, his eyes falling upon the severely wounded companions before him. A profound silence echoed within his heart.

He channeled his immortal essence, and the potent Law of Life surged through the void, flooding into the bodies of the assembled cultivators.

The injuries of Daoist Guan Tian and Lin Tianqi, among others, were healed in an instant. Even Chen Changxuan, who had half his physical body destroyed, was rapidly regenerating at a speed visible to the naked eye.

"Reviving the dead and regenerating flesh—is this the legendary Law of Life?"

The Heavenly Dao Master’s face lit up with astonishment, yet he shook his head regretfully and said, “What a pity about the Palace Master, Brother Tribulation Transcendence, and that young friend Qing Feng.”

Hearing this, the others also showed expressions of sorrow,

Though the Law of Life could revive the dead and regenerate flesh, it could scarcely create something from nothing or remake the cosmos.

The few of them were utterly terrified, their souls scattered to the winds. I'm afraid even the Life Laws would be hard-pressed to take effect.

Eldrin's expression remained impassible. With a flick of his sleeve, he retrieved an ancient disc from the depths of the void—none other than the Bagua Plate of the Dao Palace Master.

In this battle, the master of the Dao Palace confronted the Calamity Demon God. All his spiritual treasures were destroyed by the extraterrestrial demon, save for the near-immortal-grade supreme treasure of the Dao Palace—the 8 Trigrams Disk—which remained relatively intact.

Eldrin retrieved the Bagua Plate, drawing forth a wisp of soul power from within it.

The 8 Trigrams Disk was a treasure that verged on the celestial. Even when struck by a blow from an extraterrestrial demon god, it had not suffered any significant damage.

"This treasure contains a wisp of soul essence from a senior of the Dao Palace. Through the Law of Life, I can reconstruct his primordial spirit and facilitate his reincarnation and rebirth."

"Yet he had not undergone tribulation rebirth of his own volition. Even if he achieved reincarnation through this transference, whether he could reclaim his former memories remained shrouded in uncertainty."

Eldrin spoke softly, then channeled his overwhelming immortal energy, pouring vast waves of dao law into the spiritual soul. Within moments, he had reconstructed the primordial spirit for the master of the Dao Palace.

Having completed all this, he used a wisp of Primordial Purple Qi as a guide to send the Dao Palace Master’s primordial spirit into the cycle of reincarnation.

Witnessing this scene, everyone was utterly astounded. They all knew that the Dao Palace Master’s primordial spirit had been annihilated, and his Pure Yang origin energy had vanished without a trace.

Logically speaking, with just a wisp of soul force, even if it entered the cycle of reincarnation under the Lord of the Netherworld, it would most likely be reborn as a deaf-mute with innate intellectual impairment and an incomplete soul. It would require countless cycles of reincarnation to gradually recover.

The methods Eldrin had displayed were far too astonishing. To reshape a Pure Yang Primordial Spirit in the blink of an eye—was this still a power of the mortal realm?

"Even the 9 Heavens Immortals and Demons would likely be no more than this."

The Demon Sage Kunpeng couldn't help but exclaim in awe, his gaze lowering slightly when it fell upon Eldrin (Person Name).

The methods employed by the person before him transcended the mundane world, far beyond what he could ever hope to comprehend.

After the master of the Zhudao Palace underwent his tribulation, Eldrin sought out the ultimate treasure of the Western Serene Spirit Temple—the Pagoda—and indeed discovered a trace of the divine monk's soul within it.

He employed the same stratagem once more, sending the Tribulation Transcendent Monk through his heavenly trial to be reborn again.

Alas, the 7 Avians Sage had exhausted all chances of reincarnation. Even with the near-immortal treasure 7 Avians Fan, there was no opportunity for another rebirth.

Eldrin had no choice but to guide him into the cycle of reincarnation. Yet the primordial chaos stretched across infinite heavens, and the myriad worlds were as numerous as the sands of the Ganges. This farewell likely meant their paths would never cross again in the vast tapestry of existence.

At this point, Eldrin could finally consider the events of this journey preliminarily settled.

When all had settled, the Heavenly Dao Master turned his gaze to Eldrin and cupped his hands in salute. "After this tribulation, the 8 Trigrams Treasure Formation has been shattered. How shall we contend with your impending Immortal Ascension Calamity hereafter?"

Eldrin (Person Name)没有回答，只是看向了众人，而后开口问道：“此战之中，北斗Seven Stars Formation (Formation)和七宝葫芦阵，为何此行未曾布成？”

The Lord of the Celestial Star Palace shifted his expression slightly, then bowed with cupped hands and said, "At the very location of this battle, our Celestial Star Palace’s Heavenly Mystery Star Lord is currently in seclusion, striving to break through to the sixth layer of the Primordial Spirit."

The Lord of the Heavenly View also let out a bitter laugh before sighing. "The masters of the 7 Treasures Gourd are scattered across the 8 Directions of Heaven and Earth. The invasion of the Outer Realm Demonic Gods came too abruptly—we couldn’t gather in time."

Eldrin (Person Name) showed no sign of reproach upon hearing this. He merely said, "I understand. You may withdraw."

After the crowd had dispersed, Eldrin sat in serene meditation between heaven and earth. His primordial spirit instantly transformed into a rainbow, soaring through the skies until it reached the endless zenith of the firmament.

At the edge of this vast celestial expanse, even a Nascent Soul Dao Lord would struggle to reach such heights. Perhaps for nearly 10 1000 years, no 1 had set foot here.

In this vast expanse of sky, all was tranquil and boundless, with only a majestic halo drifting and undulating, within which some form of consciousness seemed faintly discernible.

This will was vast and magnificent, boundless as a great chiliocosm, making even a Demigod Ancestor feel utterly insignificant before its immensity.

Yet at this moment, the will of heaven and earth seemed deeply moved. It gazed earnestly at Eldrin, its gaze tinged with a trace of indulgence and a hint of pride.

"You have come."

In the blink of an eye, the will of heaven and earth seemed to speak, transmitting a clear and distinct thought.

Eldrin remained silent, his gaze fixed upon the luminous halo before him. After a long pause, he finally spoke, "Why did the Heavenly Dao grant no warning of this tribulation?"

Because of you!

The Will of Heaven replied, its tone tinged with both resignation and delight.

"Because of me?" Eldrin frowned slightly, his expression growing solemn between his brows.

"Hmm." The Will of Heaven and Earth replied calmly, emanating an aura of tranquility and peace. "Since childhood, you have been extraordinary, protected by the Primordial Chaos Qi. Even the Will of Heaven and Earth cannot perceive your heavenly tribulation."

"The existence of that extraterrestrial demon god may very well be your Path-Refining Tribulation."

"My tribulation..."

Eldrin's pupils contracted slightly, a trace of solemnity flashing in his eyes.

This outcome was far too astonishing. If the Eldritch Abomination was his Tribulation of Ascension, then did that mean the Violet Realm had endured tens of thousands of years of calamity on his behalf? The thought was utterly unacceptable to him.

"Yes, It is your tribulation, and also the tribulation of the Violet Realm. Perhaps you are Its tribulation as well."

The Will of Heaven spoke unhurriedly, then began, "Within the Violet Realm lies an artifact left behind by the Violet Immortal Lord. Though I know not its exact nature, it undoubtedly holds the power to forge the seed of a Great Luo Golden Immortal."

"If the Calamity Demon God could obtain the relic, he might be able to restore his damaged foundation, transforming from an acquired demon god into an innate demon god—no less formidable than those innate divine spirits."

At that moment, he would shatter the ancient curse. Not only would breaking through to the Earth Immortal realm be assured, but even attaining the Celestial Immortal realm would be within his grasp—perhaps even granting him a chance to glimpse the legendary Golden Immortal Demon Lord.

Yet the Great Path is arduous to attain. Your talent startles the heavens, thus your tribulations far surpass those of ordinary immortals. That Calamity Demon God, in his pursuit of the Dao, shall likewise face his own ordained cataclysms.

"Thus, you 2 are each other's heavenly tribulation."

Chapter 1: The Abandoned Disciple Mount Azurepeak's outer sect training ground was veiled in morning mist, the spiritual energy so thin it was barely perceptible. Li Ming sat cross-legged on a worn meditation cushion, his face pale as he slowly opened his eyes. "Still... no progress." He sighed softly, gazing at the few dozen spirit stones before him—barely enough to sustain basic cultivation for 3 days. Suddenly, a sharp voice cut through the mist. "Li Ming! The sect leader summons you!" The main hall stood majestic and imposing. Elder Qingyang, seated atop the high platform, spoke coldly, "Li Ming, you've been an outer sect disciple for 10 years, yet remain stuck at the third level of Qi Refining. The monthly allocation of 3,000 spirit stones can no longer be wasted on you." Li Ming's heart sank. "Elder, please grant me 1 more month—" "Enough!" Qingyang flicked his sleeve. "From today onward, you are demoted to a handyman disciple. Your monthly allowance will be reduced to 500 spirit stones." Murmurs filled the hall. "A handyman disciple? That's even worse than some servants!" Li Ming clenched his fists, his nails digging into his palms. He knew this day would come—the law of the cultivation world was brutally simple: the strong reigned supreme. Just then, a clear voice rang out. "Wait!" A girl in green robes stepped forward, her eyes sparkling like stars. "Elder, Junior Brother Li once saved my life. Please allow me to cover his spirit stone expenses for the next 3 months." It was Su Ling, the rising star of the outer sect. Qingyang frowned but eventually waved his hand. "Fine. But if there's no progress in 3 months, he must leave the sect." Back in his humble dwelling, Li Ming stared at the small bottle of Foundation Building Pill in his hand—a gift from Su Ling. Just as he was about to consume it, a blinding golden light erupted from his chest. A mysterious bronze mirror emerged, its surface swirling with ancient runes. A majestic voice echoed in his mind: "Heir of the Heavenly Dao, you have awakened the Mirror of Karma. From this day forth, you shall walk the path of cause and effect, severing all worldly entanglements..." Countless cultivation methods and secret arts flooded his consciousness. The most astonishing was a technique called the Karma Transformation Art—it could directly convert karma into cultivation power! Li Ming's hands trembled. According to the mirror's message, this ancient artifact had accompanied him through 90-9 reincarnations, only awakening now at his moment of absolute despair. He took a deep breath and focused his spiritual sense on the Karma Transformation Art. To his shock, he discovered thin gray threads connected to everyone he had interacted with—the thickest 1 linked to Su Ling, glowing with a warm golden light. "Could this be... the karma of saving a life?" He reached out and gently touched the golden thread. A tremendous surge of pure spiritual energy instantly flooded his meridians. The bottleneck at the third level of Qi Refining shattered! In the days that followed, Li Ming secretly assisted several outer sect disciples. With each good deed performed, the Karma Transformation Art converted the resulting karma into cultivation power. Within a month, he had broken through to the fifth level of Qi Refining. But he also made a terrifying discovery—a sinister black karma thread connected him to Elder Qingyang, pulsating with a deadly aura. The Mirror of Karma showed him a vision: 3 years ago, when he had first joined the sect, Qingyang had secretly implanted a Soul Severing Worm in him! No wonder his cultivation had stagnated for a decade! On the day of the outer sect competition, Qingyang stared in disbelief at the arena. "Fifth level Qi Refining? How is this possible?" Li Ming stood calmly before his opponent. Just as the referee was about to announce the start, he suddenly raised his hand. "Elder Qingyang, I have a question—what is a Soul Severing Worm?" The entire arena fell into dead silence. Qingyang's face twisted violently. "You...!" A sword light flashed. No 1 saw how Li Ming drew his sword, but Qingyang's protective spiritual energy had already been pierced through. "The debt of karma," Li Ming said quietly, his sword pointed at the elder's forehead, "must be repaid."