Chapter 1002. Huanxu Realm

"It's done!"

1 100 years later.

Amidst the boundless starry expanse, the Demonic Abyss spanned heaven and earth, and within that abyss, an ancient path stretched into the depths of the void.

Deep within the ancient path, Eldrin stood shoulder to shoulder with Lyra and others, gazing silently at a celestial stele before them.

Ever since the fall of the Outer Realm Demon God years ago, Eldrin (Person Name) had extensively collected relics of the demonic race, constructing this Path to Immortality at the edge of the Abyss.

To forge this Path to Immortality, Eldrin (Person Name) conscripted hundreds of millions of cultivators, expended over a 100 years of relentless effort, and consumed countless spiritual treasures, ultimately succeeding in refining the Ascension Pathway.

Upon this ancient path, Eldrin left behind countless legacies and secreted away numerous opportunities, among which were even artifacts of the Pure Yang level.

When his descendants set foot upon this Ancient Path to Immortality in the future, even the slightest legacy they might obtain from it would be enough to benefit them for their entire lives.

At this thought, Lila (Person Name) nearby spoke up, "The Ancient Path to Immortality has been forged. I wonder when we shall ascend?"

Ascension...

Upon hearing this, a faint smile also surfaced in Lyra's eyes.

Transcending the mortal realm and ascending to the Immortal Realm has been the lifelong pursuit of countless cultivators. Having reached this pivotal stage, they naturally yearned for the celestial realm with profound anticipation.

However, Eldrin (Person Name) standing nearby shook his head and said, "Before ascending, I intend to journey into the depths of the starry skies—to eliminate future threats for the Violet Realm once and for all."

"To eliminate future threats for the Violet Realm?" Qing Ji furrowed her brow slightly, asking with involuntary surprise.

Hmph!

Eldrin nodded slightly, and with a flick of his sleeve, he conjured the celestial tapestry of stars, as if divining the secrets of the heavens.

At his level of cultivation, a single immortal's gaze could perceive the profound mysteries of heaven and earth. Mundane affairs could scarcely be concealed from him, and deducing worldly matters no longer required the assistance of an Astral Observation Tower.

Only moments later, Eldrin withdrew the Great Deduction of Yin-Yang and Celestial Stars Art before turning to the group. "The Purple Realm drifts through this void," he said gravely. "If its existence were revealed, I fear it would invite calamity."

"Though we have refined the Abyssal Demonic Chasm to conceal the Violet Realm, there remains 1 matter yet to be resolved."

Lyra's pupils contracted slightly as she couldn't resist asking, "You mean to say...?"

Hmph!

Eldrin nodded, his pupils seemingly piercing through the boundless void to gaze upon another great 1000-worlds across the starry horizon.

Endless chaos, the celestial firmament, and the myriad worlds are as numerous as the sands of the Ganges.

In this vast cosmos, the myriad great worlds within are as countless as the stars. Even a Great Luo Immortal Lord from the 9 Heavens Celestial Court may not be able to calculate exactly how many great worlds exist.

The star domain where the Violet Realm resided was an even more desolate and remote region in the depths of the starry sky.

Such a remote and desolate corner of the starry expanse was 1 of countless, nearly innumerable places in the cosmos, hardly enough to draw anyone’s attention.

Yet Eldrin understood that although this place was desolate, there was still a possibility of being exposed.

"This is the place!"

Eldrin soared through the endless void, traversing an immeasurable distance, until he finally arrived before an ancient yet desolate world.

This was a desolate world, where windswept sands stretched across the entire land.

In this realm, ancient immortal mountains were brutally severed, and the cosmic membrane was torn asunder with a gaping rift.

The spiritual energy between heaven and earth had been completely drained. Across the 8 directions of the world, flames, tempests, and tsunamis ravaged the land in relentless succession, painting a true portrait of cosmic annihilation.

Cosmic Void Realm.

Lyra gazed upon the desolate world, unable to suppress a murmured whisper as a grave expression settled upon her features.

This Realm of Void once stood as a major world—though it paled in comparison to the glory of the Violet Realm, over millions of years, it had produced 3 immortals.

Such a resplendent world, even among the myriad celestial realms, could be considered 1 with established foundations. Ordinary demon gods would think twice before provoking it.

Unfortunately, the Calamity Demon God, in his bid to annihilate the Violet Realm, did not hesitate to forcibly strike against the Cosmic Void Realm, capturing 8 half-immortals from the Cosmic Void Realm to refine the 8 Demons Immortal Refining Array.

In that great war, the will of the heavens in the Void-Realm was shattered. The vast world was nearly torn asunder, and hundreds of millions of living beings could not escape the cataclysm of annihilation.

Now, nearly 3 1000 years later, the spiritual energy of the Boundless Void Realm had completely dissipated, growing so thin it had nearly vanished from the world.

Thus, in this vast major world, the number of living beings was less than 1 in 10 million of what it once was, and the most powerful cultivator actually only possessed a Nascent Soul realm cultivation base.

"Cataclysm of Annihilation, the world's Dharma-Ending Age."

Gazing upon the vast world before him, Eldrin could not help but sigh, a trace of helplessness coloring his expression.

Had it not been for generations of outstanding talents in the Violet Realm resisting with their lives, had they not fought desperately to quell the ultimate calamity, perhaps this very scene before him would have been the Violet Realm’s fate as well.

At this thought, Eldrin let out a sigh and stepped into the Realm of Void: "Let's go in and have a look."

"Father, Father!"

Under a sky-spanning sunset, the endless sea of yellow sand stretched to the horizon.

A youth, stripped to the waist, trudged through the desert with a withered elder strapped to his back.

The old man's lips were parched. Gazing down at the boy beneath him, he smiled bitterly and said, "Silly child, your father is already done for. Don't worry about me. You must keep going, find the Crimson Mystic Oasis."

"Father, hold on a little longer. The Crimson Mystic Oasis is just ahead."

"I've heard there are cultivators in the Crimson Oasis. Those immortals are boundless in mercy—they will surely save us."

The youth, however, shook his head resolutely, a glimmer of tears flashing in his pupils.

This desolate land was nothing short of purgatory for mortals. Not long ago, the oasis they had relied upon for survival had been obliterated in a raging sandstorm.

The group had narrowly escaped with their lives, but after traversing the vast desert, only the father and son remained.

Perhaps the youth’s persistence had moved the heavens. After they crossed yet another hill, they finally saw, at the distant edge of the world, an oasis nestled within the desert.

"Father, Father, look! That's the Crimson Mystic Oasis."

"We are saved."

The youth was overcome with ecstasy. Unable to restrain himself, he shook his father's arm and mustered the last vestiges of his strength to dash forward.

But at that very moment, he saw a boundless sandstorm sweeping in from the horizon, threatening to engulf the Crimson Mystic Oasis and them entirely.

"It's over!"

As the sandstorm swept in, the young man slumped to the ground, his face etched with despair.

He had exhausted all his strength on this arduous journey, surviving solely on sheer willpower, let alone finding the next oasis.

"Sigh…"

In that very instant, the youth heard a faint sigh. From the horizon, boundless immortal light cascaded across the land, and wherever it touched, the sandstorm stilled in the blink of an eye.

Between heaven and earth, celestial light and spiritual rain showered down, and vast stretches of desert visibly transformed before 1's eyes into a sprawling grassland.

After what felt like an eternity, the youth felt his vitality surge, as though he had undergone some profound metamorphosis.

Raising his head, he finally noticed a figure faintly standing at the edge of the void, ethereal as a 9 Heavens Descended Immortal.

"Is that... an immortal?"