Chapter 1139 : A Celestial Scroll's Legacy

"Boom—"

With a deafening roar, the youth felt the heavens and earth spin wildly as a boundless, radiant light of immortality [the luminous energy characteristic of celestial beings] swallowed everything.

Following the light, he saw a man clad in a White Robe as pure as snow standing high in the sky. Shrouded in Immortal Qi [the ethereal energy of an immortal], the peerless Hugo's features were obscured, leaving only a gentle, resonant voice to reach his ears.

"The Starfall Cataclysm has left the Verdant Spirit in ruins."

"In the Demon Race's war to shatter the stars, the Star Spirit Race was nearly annihilated. I intervened to quell the Demonic Tribulation [a catastrophic calamity brought by demonic forces] upon this land, vanquishing the Extraterrestrial Heavenly Demon. No Demon Race above the Primordial Spirit [the spiritual core of a cultivator, a high stage of cultivation] remains in this realm."

"Yet upon the Verdant Spirit Ancient Star, many low-tier Demonic Cultivator [practitioners who use demonic or unorthodox methods] cling to a wretched existence, and the legacy of their vile arts is scattered throughout."

"If left unchecked, in a thousand years, demonic chaos may rise again in this world."

"Moved by the suffering of all living beings, I bestow upon you a single scroll of the Dao. Cultivate it diligently. Should you one day quell the great calamity and achieve Ascending to Immortality [the ultimate goal of cultivation, transcending mortality to become an immortal], we may meet again."

"Hum—"

With those final words, the Nine Heavens Banished Immortal slowly faded from sight. All that remained was a single scroll of Immortal Scripture [a sacred text containing profound cultivation methods], now resting in the child's hands. Original English translation available at site: audio-novel.com.

The child gazed blankly at the ancient scroll in his hands, and only after a long while did a glimmer of understanding dawn upon him, prompting him to prostrate himself upon the ground in reverence.

"Disciple Ysander, respectfully bids farewell to Master!"

Vast and boundless was the starry sky, an endless expanse without limit.

Beyond the Verdant Spirit Ancient Star, Eldrin Chen seemed to sense something. He glanced back, then sighed and murmured to himself.

"Born from Ysander, extinguished by fate."

"So you are one born to face the tribulation. The opportunity has been placed in your hands. Whether you can quell the Demonic Tribulation of the Verdant Spirit Star and achieve Ascending to Immortality now depends on your own fortune and Creation."

He had passed down a volume of the Primordial Chaos Immortal Sutra. Born carrying an ineffable immortal destiny, it was only to be expected that it would choose a recipient blessed with profound fortune.

As for whether the one chosen by the ancient sutra would ultimately succeed in pacifying the Demonic Tribulation upon the Verdant Spirit Ancient Star and Ascending to Immortality, that would depend entirely on his own opportunity [a favorable juncture or chance] and Creation.

This was another's destined path, and Eldrin Chen had no wish to interfere excessively.

Now, his heart yearned for home. Unwilling to linger any longer in this place, he hastened onward into the depths of the starry void.

After bidding farewell to Skywind the Daoist, Eldrin Chen utilized the Celestial Court's Teleportation Formation to traverse the boundless, desolate starry expanse, arriving at the remote stellar region where the Purple Realm resided. He then summoned his Crimson Plume Immortal Ark and set course for the Purple Realm.

The location of the Purple Realm was exceedingly remote. Eldrin Chen journeyed for over four hundred years before his gaze fell upon a Great Thousand World [a major world within the cosmic hierarchy] drifting in the profound depths of the void.

"This is..."

Gazing upon the Great Thousand World before him, a flicker of recognition stirred within Eldrin Chen's eyes.

This particular Great Thousand World was not the Purple Realm, yet it was bound to Eldrin Chen by countless intricate threads of fate.

This world was known as the Void Realm. In ages past, it had faced a cataclysm of total collapse. It was Eldrin Chen who had intervened, mending its World's Primordial Membrane [the foundational barrier separating a world from the chaotic void] with Five-Colored Divine Clay [a mythical substance of creation], thereby averting its utter destruction.

Afterward, he had taken on seven disciples within this realm, imparting his own cultivation legacy. It was this act that had allowed the world to gradually regain its vitality.

Now, passing by the Void Realm, Eldrin Chen found himself compelled to halt his journey.

"By my reckoning," he mused, "nearly ten thousand years have passed since my ascension to the Immortal Realm, and over ten thousand since I departed this Void Realm. I wonder how its recovery has fared."

"And those nominal disciples from back then... I wonder if any still draw breath?"

With these thoughts in his heart, Eldrin Chen summoned the Swiftflight Light [a technique for rapid aerial travel] and soared towards the Void Realm [a lower world dimension].

Before long, he arrived outside the Void Realm. The world's will [the sentient consciousness of a realm] of that place sensed Eldrin Chen's aura and could not help but radiate a sense of familiarity and warmth.

Eldrin Chen understood. The Heavenly Dao Will [the supreme, impartial will of the cosmos governing a realm] of the Void Realm still remembered his world-saving deeds from years past, and thus regarded him with profound affinity.

With this realization, Eldrin Chen smiled faintly and said, "My descent this time is to return to my homeland and see my mother world. Passing by the Void Realm, I thought to check on the safety of this realm."

Upon hearing this, the Heavenly Dao Will of the Void Realm emanated a hazy, luminous glow. Upon the World's Primordial Membrane [the primordial barrier separating a lower world from the higher realms], a small entrance opened.

Eldrin Chen gave a slight nod of acknowledgment and said with a smile, "My thanks." Access the full story on https://audio-novel.com.

The entrance was not large, barely sufficient to allow the descent of a single Quasi-Immortal [a cultivator at the peak of the mortal realms, one step below true immortality]. It could not accommodate the true form of Eldrin Chen, a Banished Immortal [an immortal whose true form is too powerful for a lower world].

Thus, Eldrin Chen sent forth a strand of his divine consciousness [a projection of one's spiritual awareness]. It materialized into a figure clad in snow-white robes and descended into the Void Realm.

"The recovery is proceeding well," he murmured.

Upon entering the Void Realm, Eldrin Chen gave another slight, approving nod.

Within the Void Realm [a desolate and spiritually depleted world], there is no Immortal Spirit Qi [the highest grade of spiritual energy, essential for immortal cultivation]. The concentration of spiritual energy is merely thirty percent of what the Purple Realm [a prosperous and spiritually rich world] once possessed, and the world itself is only thirty percent of its former size. Yet, it is sufficient to give birth to Nascent Soul Dao Lord [powerful cultivators who have formed their nascent soul, a core of immense spiritual power].

One must understand that ten thousand years ago, the spiritual energy of the Void Realm was nearly completely exhausted. For it to have recovered to this level is considered quite remarkable.

"I wonder if those seven youngsters from back then are still alive?"

His thoughts drifting slightly, Eldrin Chen made a subtle calculation with his fingers and then proceeded towards the core of the Void Realm.

Within the Void Realm, at the Seven Saints Palace [the palace founded by the seven legendary sages].

A group of young men and women stood before the Grand Hall, their faces etched with traces of nervousness.

Before the youths, a middle-aged Daoist [a practitioner of the Dao, the fundamental path of cultivation] spoke with a stern expression: "Twelve thousand years ago, our Void Realm was assaulted by an Extraterrestrial Demon God [a malevolent deity from beyond the stars, possessing immense destructive power]."

"That Extraterrestrial Demon God possessed the power to annihilate a Great Thousand World [a vast cosmos comprising countless realms]. In a single night, the entire cultivation heritage of our Void Realm was utterly extinguished, and the world itself teetered on the brink of complete collapse and ruin."

"In that moment of dire peril, the Dao Ancestor [the revered progenitor who established the foundational path of cultivation] slew the Demon God [the collective term for such malevolent extraterrestrial entities], traversed the Boundless Starry Sky [the infinite expanse of space between worlds], and used the Five-Colored Divine Clay [a mythical substance of creation and repair] to mend the World's Primordial Membrane [the fundamental barrier that protects a world from the void], rescuing the Void Realm from the edge of destruction."

"After saving the world, witnessing the severed lineage of the Void Realm, and taking pity on the suffering of us mortals, the Dao Ancestor descended into the Void Realm and imparted his own profound heritage."

The middle-aged Daoist [a cultivator who follows the Dao, the fundamental path of cultivation and existence] spoke with reverence, his expression filled with profound veneration. "The Dao Ancestor [the primordial progenitor of all cultivation paths] accepted seven disciples within the Void Realm [a vast and ancient plane of existence]. These seven became the Sacred Progenitors of our Seven Saints Palace [the supreme sect founded by the seven disciples of the Dao Ancestor]."

"Having received the legacy of the Dao Ancestor, the seven Sacred Progenitors established the Seven Saints Palace upon this very Doctrine Imparting Mountain [the sacred mountain where the Dao Ancestor imparted his teachings]."

Hearing this, the youths below all wore expressions of immense pride.

The Seven Saints Palace was not merely their sect; it was the Seven Saints Palace of the entire Void Realm.

All cultivation paths practiced in the Void Realm today stemmed from the heritage of the Seven Saints Palace. The myriad Immortal Clan [powerful families with immortal heritage] and the countless Sect [organized groups of cultivators] across the heavens and earth could trace the origin of their doctrines back to this very Seven Saints Palace.

To become disciples of the Seven Saints Palace, to be granted a glimpse into its supreme legacy—what unparalleled glory was this?

Seeing the expressions on the young disciples' faces, the middle-aged Daoist gave a slight, approving nod. "Since our orthodoxy is inherited from the Dao Ancestor, it is only natural that we offer sacrifices to honor him, to express gratitude for his virtue in saving all living beings."

"Today is the seventeenth day of the seventh month. It was on this very day, ages past, that the Dao Ancestor saved the world. Therefore, the seven Sacred Progenitors decreed this the annual Day of Ancestral Veneration [a sacred day for honoring the Dao Ancestor]."

"You who inherit the Dao Ancestor's legacy shall now follow me in paying homage to him."

With those words, the middle-aged Daoist led the multitude of youths towards the summit of the Doctrine Imparting Mountain.

At this moment, the summit of Doctrine Imparting Mountain was already thronged with countless cultivators. They had gathered before three towering statues, each offering incense and prayers in solemn worship.

Upon closer inspection, one could faintly discern that the three statues depicted Eldrin Chen, Lyra Jiang, and Verdant Consort.

"Doctrine Imparting Mountain, Seven Saints Palace!"

High in the void, Eldrin Chen gazed down upon the multitude venerating the statues. A profound warmth blossomed within his heart. Official source: audio . novel . com. Unauthorized reproduction is prohibited.