Chapter 1019 Refining Void Immortal

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Upon hearing this, Immortal Lianxu’s expression shifted abruptly. Having attained immortality for 90,000 years, this was the first time he had received news regarding the Ji Clan of the Violet Realm. Overwhelmed with astonishment, he gazed at the group, a mix of shock and elation in his eyes, and exclaimed, “I am indeed Ji Lianxu! Could it be that you have journeyed here from the Violet Realm?”

Seeing this, Eldrin (Person Name) and the others exchanged glances, their faces lighting up with joy.

A moment later, it was Lyra (Person Name) who cupped her hands and spoke respectfully, "This junior is Lyra (Person Name). My mother was a descendant of the Ji Clan."

"The descendant of the Jiang Clan..."

The Void-Refining Immortal was overwhelmed with ecstasy, unable to suppress a look of rapturous delight.

He cast a scrutinizing gaze over the group before finally speaking, "Since you've managed to ascend, it appears the tribulation I calculated has been quelled."

"Quickly, tell this old man how things truly stand in the Violet Realm now."

"Yes, the great calamity has been quelled."

Eldrin began to narrate in a measured tone, recounting the experiences of the Violet Realm over the years. As he spoke of the myriad cataclysms that had plagued the realm for tens of thousands of years, and of the countless predecessors who had sacrificed themselves to confront these disasters, the face of the Void-Refining Immortal shifted repeatedly.

After Eldrin (Person Name) finished recounting everything, the Void-Refining Immortal sighed deeply: "Alas, such tribulation... this old man..."

The Void-Refining Immortal sighed inwardly and began to recount the events of bygone days. It turned out that even before the Violet Realm was exiled, he had already divined the impending cataclysm and foreseen his own inability to withstand its devastation.

Thus, he left behind numerous contingencies tens of thousands of years in advance, and deposited the Divine Iron of the Sunken Abyss to prepare for the cataclysm of the Violet Realm:

In the end, as the Violet Realm faced banishment, he had no choice but to hastily ascend,

Yet what he never could have anticipated was that the method employed by the Purple Immortal Lord to banish the Purple Realm was so utterly staggering, inadvertently disrupting the boundless void and ultimately causing his own ascension to the Vast Azure Immortal Domain.

And the newly ascended Void Refining Immortal happened to encounter the perfect opportunity of the Crimson Dragon Ancestor's nirvanic ascension.

Seizing the opportunity, he claimed a celestial island as his own and settled in the Crimson Dragon Sea. There, he cultivated smoothly, advancing all the way to the fourth level of the Ascendant Immortal realm.

I had thought there was no longer any possibility of retrieving the Violet Realm. Yet unexpectedly, in just these fleeting tens of thousands of years, news of the Violet Realm has reached my ears once more.

At this thought, the Void-Refining Immortal gazed at the group and declared, "Excellent, excellent. Regardless of the circumstances, since the Violet Realm remains unharmed, my heart is at ease."

Upon hearing this, the group smiled faintly. Encountering sages from antiquity in the immortal realm was, after all, a matter worthy of their delight.

Eldrin drew forth the Li River Sword of the Heavenly Waters, a faint smile gracing his lips. "Now that I think on it," he mused, "the forging of this blade owes much to the immortal legacy you left behind. This shall stand as a karmic debt I owe you, Senior."

"There's no need for that." The Void-Refining Immortal hastily waved his hand, a bitter smile on his face. "This Abyssal God-Iron is but a means to settle my karma with Fellow Daoist Zi. It pales in comparison to your merit in vanquishing the demon god."

"This shall be my final contribution to the Violet Realm. Should you obtain it, consider it your destined fortune."

With those words spoken, Void-Refining Immortal spoke again with grave solemnity: "Since you have established your footing in the Crimson Dragon Sea, there is 1 matter you must learn of sooner rather than later."

In the Immortal Realm, there exist the Great Tribulation, the Dao Tribulation, and the Kalpa Tribulation.

This tribulation is the way of the celestial cycle. Each time it erupts, without the protection of immortal Dao patriarchs and experts, there will inevitably be the calamity of numerous immortals falling.

Among them, the Great Tribulation occurs once every 1,000,000 years, the Dao Tribulation emerges once every 10,000,000 years, and throughout countless eons, a single Kalpa Tribulation arises. The Void-Refining Immortal spoke unhurriedly, his expression growing profoundly solemn as he continued, "Our luck is rather poor—the next Great Tribulation is merely 60,000 years away."

"Great Cataclysm of the Immortal Realm"

Eldrin (Person Name) wore a shocked expression and instinctively exchanged glances with the few people beside him.

He took a deep breath and couldn't help but ask, "I wonder how 1 might pass through this heavenly tribulation?"

Void-Refining Immortal gazed deeply at him for a moment before extending 3 fingers. "First, destiny; second, virtue; third, capability."

"Fortune, Merit, Cunning..."

Eldrin murmured to himself, his brow furrowing involuntarily as he said, "I humbly seek your guidance."

The Ethereal Void Immortal gave a slight nod and began to elaborate, "What we call Fate is, in essence, the profound shelter of boundless spiritual energy."

Legend has it that within the terrestrial paradise of Earth Immortals, the blessed land possesses the power to anchor destiny, capable of shielding sect disciples through great tribulations.

Those rare hidden realms are even more isolated from the world, capable of gathering vast tides of destiny's power. When the Heavenly Tribulation descends, they can seal their mountains and remain withdrawn, significantly increasing the possibility of surviving the Dao Tribulation.

Legend has it that even within the Celestial Court and the magnificent sects guarded by Great Luo Golden Immortals, there exist supreme treasures of destiny that stabilize their fortune. Such foundations remain unshakable even when cosmic calamities erupt.

The Void-Refining Immortal spoke calmly, a trace of yearning in his voice, "Legend has it that an Innate Spiritual Treasure can also anchor 1's destiny. Should 1 obtain such a treasure, it would safeguard their fortune, ensuring they never become a target of the heavenly tribulation's reckoning."

"Beings of that level are virtually impossible to perish through natural decay, unless they personally incur tribulations or encounter the immeasurable kalpic catastrophe."

Blessed Lands, Grotto Heavens, Fortune Treasures, Innate Numinous Treasures...

Eldrin listened quietly to the words of the Nihility Refining Immortal, gradually sinking into deep contemplation as he faintly perceived the wondrous nature of fate's influence.

Seeing this, the Void Refining Immortal continued, "All beings under heaven possess destiny, as do sects and immortal clans. Yet when the great calamity arrives, this destiny rapidly dissipates."

"Without a treasure to anchor 1's destiny or the protection of a blessed paradise, it is nigh impossible for an ordinary immortal to rely solely on their own fortune to transcend the heavenly tribulation."

If the power of providence is sufficient, it can coalesce into Providence Dao Gold. It is said that after refining Providence Dao Gold, it can assist Earth Immortals and even Celestial Immortals in breaking through their cultivation realms.

Moreover, this object can transform into the fortune of an immortal, enhancing the possibility of transcending tribulations. It could be said to be a treasure coveted even by Earth Immortals and Celestial Immortals.

"Qi Luck Dao Gold!"

Eldrin (Person Name) furrowed his brow slightly, for he had long heard of the Way of Fortune Gold.

Fortune Gold and Faith Silver are among the most common yet precious treasures in the immortal realm, yet it never occurred to him they would be so exceedingly rare. Lost in these thoughts, he couldn’t help but ask, “Might I inquire about the value of Fortune Gold? How much would 1 tael of Fortune Gold…”

"What is its worth?"

The Void-Refining Immortal shook his head with a bitter smile. "That Setting Sun Blessed Land is guarded by an Earth Immortal Patriarch, boasts nearly a 100 Immortals, and commands millions of disciples. It can truly be called a hegemon in its own right."

Yet even such a glorious blessed realm as theirs required a full millennium to condense a single qian of Fate-Forged Gold.

Eldrin couldn't help but wryly smile. 10 qian made up 1 liang, so this single qian of Destiny Gold was nothing more than a mere fragment. Having just arrived in the immortal realm with only a single celestial mountain to his name, whether he chose to walk the path of the immortal clans or establish his own sect, accumulating enough Destiny Gold before the great calamity arrived was nothing short of a pipe dream. Noticing Eldrin's expression, the Void Refining Immortal shook his head with a light chuckle. "Don't underestimate this single qian of Destiny Gold. Its value is truly extraordinary—it could likely purchase even a top-tier immortal treasure."

Chapter 1 The biting cold wind swept across the mountain peaks, carrying with it the scent of frost and decay. Lin Feng tightened his worn robe, his fingers trembling slightly as he clutched the meager pouch containing his last 3 spirit stones. "30-2 1000," he murmured, the number a distant dream. "I need 30-2 1000 more to break through to the next layer of the Heavenly Cycle Art." For 3 days and nights, he had meditated in the secluded cave, the spiritual energy around him swirling like a tempestuous sea. Countless cultivators had attempted this breakthrough over the millennia, yet few succeeded. The path of cultivation was fraught with peril, each step a gamble with fate itself. Suddenly, a voice echoed from behind the ancient pine. "Young master Lin, still stuck at the third layer?" It was Eldrin, his robes embroidered with silver threads that shimmered in the twilight. In his hand gleamed the Li Fire Sword of the Returning Abyss, its blade humming with restrained power. Lin Feng's eyes narrowed. "What business does Senior Brother Eldrin have with this humble disciple?" "Merely concerned about your progress," Eldrin replied, a faint smile playing on his lips. "The sect competition approaches in a dozen or so days. At your current pace..." He let the words hang in the air like a suspended dagger. The confrontation lasted nearly an hour, their auras clashing in invisible sparks. When Eldrin finally departed, Lin Feng slumped against the cold stone wall, his breath forming misty clouds in the chilling air. Over 20-some years he had walked this path, yet the pinnacle remained shrouded in clouds and mist. That night, beneath the crescent moon, Lin Feng began his most desperate attempt yet. Channeling every ounce of his cultivation, he felt the spiritual veins in his body scream in protest. The ancient mantra flowed through his mind like a relentless river, each character burning with primordial fire. Just as his consciousness began to fade, a brilliant light erupted from his dantian. The breakthrough—at last! 1 100 years had passed since he first embarked on this journey, and now, finally, he could glimpse the vast expanse beyond the mortal realm. From his spatial ring, he retrieved a jade bottle containing nearly a 1000 Soul Consolidating Pills. "The true trial has only begun," he whispered to the star-strewn sky, his voice steady now, filled with newfound resolve. Beyond the cave's entrance, the first rays of dawn painted the clouds in hues of gold and crimson, heralding the start of a new era.