Chapter 987. Stay True to the Original Intention

"Destined to be each other's tribulation..."

Eldrin (Person Name) stood in serene silence, attuning himself to the will of heaven and earth.

After a long while, he suppressed the swirling thoughts in his heart and continued speaking calmly: "My disciple's soul has scattered to the winds. I wonder if there remains any chance of salvation."

The Will of Heaven and Earth remained silent for a long moment before speaking: "In the past, Ye Qingfeng made a great vow—to refuse ascension until the Blood Ocean was purified. A wisp of his will remains anchored within the Eastern Wasteland’s Blood Ocean."

"However, his true spirit has likely already descended into the Netherrealm. To recall it relying solely on this feeble wisp of willpower and reassemble his primordial soul would be no easy task."

Eldrin (Person Name) furrowed his brow slightly at these words. All living beings in heaven and earth possess 3 treasures: the physical body, the soul, and the true spirit.

The physical body is a precious treasure, serving as the vessel for consciousness in the mortal realm. It carries the cultivator's soul and primordial spirit, acting as an indispensable ferry to transcend the worldly tribulations before attaining enlightenment and ascension.

The soul is the abode of all spiritual consciousness, with the life soul as its core. When united with the heaven and earth souls, it forms the cultivator's primordial spirit.

The soul is the embodiment of a cultivator's Dao attainment and their very foundation. Once the soul is lost, the remaining flesh becomes nothing but an empty vessel.

Thus, a cultivator's soul is of paramount importance. As long as the soul is not utterly annihilated, even if only a wisp of remnant spirit falls into the cycle of reincarnation, there remains the possibility of recovering memories and reclaiming 1's true self.

Among the 3 treasures, the True Spirit is the most mysterious and truly indestructible existence.

Legend has it that the Primordial Spirit is eternal and indestructible—not even a Great Luo Golden Immortal could extinguish it. Even after a cultivator’s soul scatters and their spirit vanishes, a wisp of the Primordial Spirit may enter the cycle of reincarnation, giving birth to a new divine soul.

A newly born soul has no connection to its past. Even if it could once again attain immortality and achieve the Dao, it would no longer be the same person as in its previous life, and there would be no possibility of recovering the memories of its former existence.

In this battle, Ye Qingfeng’s soul was utterly annihilated, with only a wisp of his true spirit descending into the Netherworld. Even if that true spirit were to reincarnate 1 day, it would no longer be the Ye Qingfeng of old.

It was precisely for this reason that Eldrin (Person Name) was utterly heartbroken.

Hearing the will of heaven and earth declare that a wisp of Ye Qingfeng’s consciousness was anchored within the Blood Sea of the Eastern Wastes, Eldrin’s silence broke into a flicker of ecstatic triumph.

With only the power of a single wisp of will, attempting to retrieve Ye Qingfeng's true spirit from the netherworld was undoubtedly a task as difficult as scaling the heavens.

Even if Eldrin could now be considered an immortal walking the mortal realm, he likely lacked the capability to achieve such a feat.

Yet even so, this was the only chance in Eldrin's eyes.

"Perhaps there is still a chance."

Eldrin murmured, his expression grave as he spoke: "If only we could use that wisp of will to summon back the remnant soul of Qingfeng."

Then, by employing earth-shattering means to reshape his divine soul, perhaps we could secure for him a chance to undergo a tribulation transition..

The Will of the World trembled faintly upon hearing this. After a long pause, it replied helplessly, "To reclaim his true spirit relying solely on a wisp of will... I'm afraid even an ordinary Earth Immortal Patriarch might struggle to accomplish such a feat."

"Although your Law of Life is 1 of the supreme laws, it ultimately has its limits."

"I understand..."

Eldrin (Person Name)低语，点了点头道：“所以我要更强，若是我能悟出五种法则，以混元无极法则之力，或许能将他的真灵从地府之主夺回。”

Chaos Primordial Axis Law!

Even the supremely selfless Heavenly Dao paused for a moment, as if stirred by ripples of astonishment.

He remained silent for a long while before speaking softly, "His nascent soul has just entered the Netherworld. It could take as little as 1 100 years or as long as a 1000 years before he reenters the cycle of reincarnation. Your time is running out."

"That will suffice."

Eldrin murmured softly under his breath, then his primordial spirit transformed into a streak of light and vanished. In the span between heaven and earth's rotation, he had already returned to his physical form.

Upon his return, Eldrin immediately ventured into the Eastern Desolate Bloodspring, where he discovered a wisp of Ye Qingfeng’s consciousness.

Thereafter, he changed course and flew deep into the endless underground, where in that boundless netherworld he found Lyra (Person Name) recuperating from her injuries.

"Husband!"

Upon seeing Eldrin, Lyra was quite stirred.

Eldrin, however, shook his head before channeling the power of the Life Law to heal their wounds.

This battle left Lyra gravely wounded, her Lunar Immortal Body severely damaged. Even Eldrin's Life Laws could not fully restore her in a short time.

Once his injuries had stabilized, Eldrin withdrew his hand.

After a long while, Lyra's injuries had mostly healed. Gazing at Eldrin's white hair, her heart ached as she spoke tenderly, "Husband, what should we do next?"

"Comprehend the Dao, ascend to immortality!"

Eldrin remained utterly composed, stepping forward with serene grace.

After centuries of seclusion in this journey, Eldrin had not only cultivated the Primordial Indestructible Golden Body, but also comprehended the power of the Primordial Heavenly Gold Law. He was now merely a step away from mastering 5 types of laws.

Having simultaneously cultivated 5 types of dao principles and comprehended the power of Primordial Chaos law, his accumulation had long been sufficient, lacking only the final spark of enlightenment. Now, Eldrin sensed an inexplicable revelation—the last step was no longer far from his grasp.

At this thought, he took a deep breath, then took Lyra (Person Name)'s hand and said, "Walk with me for a while. Let us behold the mortal realm together before ascending to immortality."

"Very well…"

Lyra nodded, gripping his hand tightly.

Eldrin journeyed with Lyra toward the Myriad Ruins Continent. Before they knew it, they had arrived before a nameless ancient cliff at Verdant Chariot Mountain.

Gazing at the nameless solitary cliff before them, Eldrin grasped Lyra's hand and said with a light laugh, "I still remember in my childhood, I would come here daily at dawn and midnight to inhale the essence of morning mists and moonlight, transforming them into Primordial Violet Qi."

"Who would have thought that in the fleeting passage of several 1000 years, where heaven and earth have shifted and rivers and mountains changed beyond recognition, this insignificant ancient cliff would remain utterly unchanged."

"Silas, your thoughtfulness is noted." Lyra's eyes shimmered faintly before she spoke with a sigh. "I've heard that for thousands of years, she has visited this place annually, nurturing the mountain with her spiritual energy."

Upon hearing this, Eldrin's eyes flickered slightly, but in the end, he said nothing more.

The 2 descended Verdant Chariot Mountain (Location), passing familiar places like Spirit Isle Lake (Location), Yuyang Market, and Verdant Ink Mountain (Location) along the way. Before they knew it, they had arrived at Celestial Ruins Mountain (Location).

These mountains and rivers had long changed beyond recognition, yet Eldrin could still faintly glimpse the former visage of Celestial Ruins Mountain.

And in this vast, untamed wilderness, snow had begun to fall at some unknown hour, as if recreating the scenes of old.

Recalling how they had first met right here, where their story began, Eldrin (Person Name) chuckled faintly and said, "I still remember back then, you were already the foremost Violet Mansion cultivator in Chu Kingdom (Location), while I was merely a lowly Qi Refining novice."

"Who would have thought back then that you and I would truly come together."

Lyra raised her paper umbrella, her elegance now surpassing that of a 1000 years past by countless measures. She grasped Eldrin’s hand and soared with him to the peak of a nameless, desolate mountain.

Standing side by side with him, she gazed at the vast wilderness cloaked in solemn silver before finally smiling. "In this life, I, Lyra (Person Name), have always cherished freedom above all. Why should I care about distinctions of cultivation level or status?"

"Looking back today, my choice back then wasn't wrong either."

"Speaking of this," she remarked with an inexplicable touch of emotion, "we cultivators devote our entire lives to cultivation. Thousands, even tens of thousands of years pass by in the blink of an eye. What is truly rare is never forgetting 1’s original aspiration."

"Looking back now, I have succeeded."

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Chapter 1 1 100 years had passed. In the secluded depths of the mountains, Lin Xuan sat cross-legged upon a moss-covered boulder, wisps of spiritual energy swirling around him like ethereal serpents. His cultivation had reached the peak of the Foundation Establishment realm's ninth layer—just half a step away from the Golden Core stage. He opened his eyes, their depths shimmering with a faint golden light. "The final bottleneck remains as stubborn as ever," he murmured to the rustling leaves. "Perhaps the time has come to seek out that legendary 9 Revolutions Golden Core Pill." Suddenly, the ancient jade slip at his waist emitted a soft glow. A message from the sect leader: "All disciples of the Inner Sect, assemble at the Grand Hall immediately. An urgent matter has arisen concerning the upcoming Heavenly Tribulation." Lin Xuan's expression shifted slightly. Heavenly Tribulation—the ultimate trial that every cultivator must face when advancing to the Golden Core realm. Countless talents had fallen to its devastating lightning strikes throughout the ages. He rose in a single fluid motion, the Li Fire Sword of the Returning Abyss (Magic Treasure) materializing beside him. With a thought, he mounted the glowing blade and shot toward the sect's headquarters, leaving only a faint crimson trail in the sky. Below, the mountains and rivers stretched endlessly, having witnessed the rise and fall of nearly a 1000 cultivators over the past millennium. Yet Lin Xuan's gaze remained fixed ahead, toward the gathering storm clouds that heralded both peril and opportunity.