Chapter 999 Before the Departure

Qing Ji chuckled softly and said, "My love, neither you nor I are ones to resign ourselves to mediocrity."

"To master the Dao Principle this time, though I consumed 1 Immortal Azure Lotus Seed, I still possess a Lunar Immortal Jade. With its profound efficacy, I retain at least a 30 to 40 percent chance of attaining the Dao Fruit."

"On this path to immortality, if I don't seize this chance, I fear I'll regret it for all eternity."

Eldrin (Person Name) smiled and nodded upon hearing this. "Well said. As cultivators, we must press forward with unwavering determination. This time, you will surely achieve a breakthrough."

After making her decision, Qing Ji wasted no time. She immediately retrieved the Lunar Immortal Jade and began her secluded cultivation to condense her Dao Fruit.

With the assistance of the Lunar Immortal Jade, Qing Ji’s seclusion did not last long. Merely 30-some years had passed when radiant clouds began gathering across the heavens—a clear sign her Dao Fruit had taken form.

"Finally, it's done."

Eldrin lifted his head, gazing at the gathering tribulation clouds that blotted out the sky, then finally nodded with a faint smile.

Within the seclusion chamber, Qing Ji (Person Name) ascended as if stepping into the heavens, her gaze briefly sweeping over him as if to declare she was no less than Lyra (Person Name).

With the assistance of the immortal treasure Azure Dragon Sea-Quelling Sword, Qing Ji's heavenly tribulation was ultimately overcome without major peril, and it was safely transcended not long after.

And just as Qing Ji was undergoing her tribulation, Lyra (Person Name) emerged from seclusion in the Central Ancestral Domain, drawing upon herself the immortal ascension lightning tribulation.

In comparison, Lyra's heavenly tribulation was even more terrifying. However, with the Eastern Emperor Bell hovering above her head and having borrowed Eldrin's Li Fire Sword of the Returning Abyss, she successfully weathered the lightning calamity.

In the briefest of times, the Violet Realm gained 2 more Immortals, and all living beings across the world wept with overwhelming joy.

Countless senior cultivators were overcome with emotion, choking back tears as they gathered within the ancestral shrine. They personally lit incense and paid homage to their forebears, relaying this momentous news to their ancestors in the belief that the calamity of the Demonic Abyss would finally meet its end.

After Qing Ji and Lyra (Person Name) successfully weathered the lightning tribulation, they bestowed rewards upon all living beings across the Violet Realm before returning to the Spirit Lake Continent.

Madam!

Within the bounds of Spirit Lake Continent, Eldrin gazed upon the 2 breathtakingly beautiful female immortals before him, an uncharacteristic surge of excitement rising in his heart.

He had cultivated to this day with 1 ultimate dream—to walk side by side with his dao companion and ascend the celestial path of ascension together.

Now, time had flown by in the blink of an eye, and thousands of years had passed. The dreams of his youth finally began to surface.

"Soon, once I slay the Demon God and fulfill this millennia-old aspiration, I shall ascend to the heavens."

Eldrin murmured softly, then drew the 2 women into his embrace and said with heartfelt relief, "Now that the 3 of us have attained immortality together, we need never endure the agony of life and death partings again."

"Hmm..."

Lyra (Person Name) gave a slight nod, yet her gaze remained fixed upon Cyan Princess (Person Name).

Qing Ji gazed at Eldrin (Person Name), her luminous eyes shimmering with a hint of springtide allure.

A faint tremor passed through Eldrin's heart. Though he shared a deep bond with Kiyohime, for the grand scheme of vanquishing the Demon God, he had refrained from intimate relations with her for thousands of years.

Now that Qing Ji had broken through to immortality, the purity and potency of her primal yin was truly earth-shattering, making this the perfect moment for dual cultivation.

With this thought in mind, he wrapped his arm around Qing Ji's slender waist and slowly walked into the cave abode.

Eldrin awoke from the dual cultivation session to find Qingji's immortal beauty utterly breathtaking. Every inch of her skin appeared flawless like celestial jade, causing his heart to stir faintly.

Immortals lose track of time during dual cultivation. Though they had been entwined in passion for countless days and nights, he found himself utterly captivated by the ethereal form of the Cyan Lotus Fairy before him.

Sensing the surging power of immortal essence within him, Eldrin gave a slight nod of satisfaction.

This dual cultivation brought him immense gains. By absorbing the vast primordial yin energy of the fairy maiden, his immortal essence surged by over 40 percent, and his cultivation broke through to the second level of the Ascension Realm in 1 leap.

Cultivation in the Immortal Realm progresses with excruciating slowness. For many immortals, even tens of thousands of years may not suffice to advance a single layer of cultivation.

Eldrin had only recently achieved his breakthrough and had not yet ascended to the immortal realm, yet he had already reached the second level of Immortal Ascension. This demonstrated how astonishing his gains truly were.

At this thought, he drew Qing Ji into his embrace and said with a gentle smile, "With your assistance in this endeavor, my confidence in vanquishing the Demon God has grown by several degrees."

After this significant advancement in cultivation, Eldrin faintly sensed the Violet Realm's heavens and earth growing increasingly incapable of bearing his presence.

Thus, he summoned the clan's cultivators and called upon the various Primordial Spirit Dao Lords of the Violet Realm to gather at Verdant Chariot Mountain (Location) for 1 final discourse on the Dao.

The sermon lasted 9 days and 9 nights, with Eldrin expounding upon the Great Path of Immortal Ascension. Those who listened to his teachings reaped bountiful rewards.

After the sermon concluded, Eldrin gazed upon the various Primordial Spirit Dao Lords before him and inwardly nodded in approval.

Over the years of recuperation, the number of Primordial Spirit Dao Lords in the Violet Realm has gradually been restored.

Particularly in recent years, Eldrin’s discourses on the Dao have bestowed immeasurable grace upon the myriad beings of the Violet Realm. This ushered in an era of unprecedented spiritual awakening, leading to a remarkable surge in the number of cultivators attaining the Yuanshen stage. To date, there are already over 2 100 Yuanshen Dao Lords.

As he thought of the Violet Realm gradually restoring its former glory, a sense of solace arose in Eldrin's heart.

The mortal world churns like rolling waves; seas change into mulberry fields.

Unknowingly, I, this venerable 1, have now cultivated for over 5 1000 8 100 years.

After the sermon concluded, Eldrin could not help but sigh and speak.

He let out a soft sigh, speaking with a mix of relief and emotion, "Now that my cultivation has surpassed the mortal limits, the Violet Realm can no longer contain this old man."

"3 days from now, this old man shall depart the Violet Realm and journey to the calamity's origin to settle this once and for all with the Outer Realm Demonic Gods."

"After this parting, I fear we shall meet no more in this world. Devote yourselves to cultivation, that we may reunite 1 day in the immortal realms."

"Ancestral Elder!" The cultivators prostrated themselves, their faces brimming with unparalleled fervor as they declared, "We pledge to follow the immortal to the Demon Abyss this day and slay the Demon God."

"No need."

Eldrin (Person Name) calmly declined the crowd, stating with utter serenity, "The realms of immortals and mortals are fundamentally separate. For you to intervene in the war between celestials and demons is no different from courting death."

"Do not make a needless sacrifice. It is better to remain within the Violet Realm."

"If..." He paused briefly, then finally spoke, "If we fail, you may yet become the final embers."

Patriarch!

The crowd cried out urgently, wishing to say more, but discovered that Eldrin (Person Name) had already vanished without a trace.

Chapter 1 Eastern Wastelands (Location), the Myriad Ruins Ancient Domain, the Infernal Prison Sea of Flames.

Beyond the endless sea of flames in the Infernal Prison, Eldrin stood in tranquil silence.

He gazed at the Sea of Flaming Prisons for a long while, as if countless words swelled within him, yet none found their way to his lips.

Until much later, a prolonged voice finally emerged from within the infernal sea of flames: "Little Eldrin, no farewells are needed, no attachments required."

"To slay the Eldritch God is your destiny."

"No matter if we meet again after this day, your old uncle will always be proud of you."

"Go, go..."

Eldrin remained silent, turning away in wordless departure.

At the moment of parting, he suddenly felt an intuition. Turning back, he saw only Chen Silas (Person Name) standing in the corner, silently watching him.

Chapter 1 The biting cold wind swept across the mountain peaks, howling like countless vengeful spirits. Lin Feng tightened his tattered robe, his fingers trembling slightly as he clutched the 3 Low-Grade Spirit Stones that had taken him half a month to earn. These 3,000 spirit stones represented his only hope for breaking through to the next stage of cultivation. "Just 1 more step," he murmured to himself, his breath forming mist in the frosty air. "Just 1 more step and I can reach the third level of Qi Refining." Suddenly, a sharp voice cut through the wind. "Well, if it isn't Senior Brother Lin! Still struggling at the second level of Qi Refining after all these years?" A young man in luxurious blue robes descended gracefully, his feet barely touching the snow-covered ground. This was Zhang Hu, the nephew of the outer sect's deacon, who had already reached the fifth level of Qi Refining despite being 2 years younger than Lin Feng. Lin Feng's grip tightened around the spirit stones. "What do you want, Zhang Hu?" Zhang Hu's lips curled into a mocking smile. "I heard you just completed a mission. Hand over those spirit stones, and I might consider letting you keep your dignity." For thousands of years, the strong had preyed upon the weak within the Azure Mist Sect—this was an unspoken rule everyone understood. Lin Feng had endured such bullying for nearly a decade, but today felt different. The spiritual energy within his dantian surged restlessly, as if responding to some ancient call. "No," Lin Feng said, his voice surprisingly steady. Zhang Hu's expression darkened. "What did you say?" "I said no." Lin Feng met his gaze directly. "These are my spirit stones, earned through my own labor." "You dare defy me?" Zhang Hu's hand shot out, spiritual energy gathering around his palm like swirling mist—the signature technique of the outer sect, the Cloud-Parting Palm. But just as the attack was about to land, something extraordinary happened. The spirit stones in Lin Feng's hand began to glow with an ethereal light, and time seemed to slow to a crawl. A mysterious voice echoed in his mind, ancient and profound: "The heavens and earth are but a furnace, and all living beings mere fuel. Those who walk the path of cultivation must first temper their will..." Countless fragments of memory flooded Lin Feng's consciousness—techniques he had never learned, experiences he had never lived, wisdom spanning millennia. When he opened his eyes again, they shimmered with golden light. Zhang Hu staggered backward, his face pale with shock. "What... what is this? Your spiritual pressure... it's like a 100 cultivators combined!" Lin Feng raised his hand, and the surrounding spiritual energy converged into a massive vortex. "You wanted my spirit stones?" he said, his voice now carrying the weight of countless years. "Come and take them." The snow around them began to swirl violently, forming intricate patterns in the air. In that moment, Lin Feng understood—his ordinary days were over, and an extraordinary destiny had just begun.