Chapter 1238 Black Dragon True Soul

We have arrived.

In the flicker of a thought, Eldrin had already traversed the boundless void and arrived before the Scripture Pavilion.

He discovered that aside from his own party of 3, there were 3 other immortals who had reached the Half-Step Earth Immortal realm.

These 3 individuals, like Eldrin, were all rulers of their respective seas within the Flowing Rivers and 100 Oceans, yet none hailed from the blessed lands of Earth Immortals.

At that moment, they exchanged a tacit glance and immediately launched a joint assault on the blessed land.

Boom

Faced with the assault of 6 Half-Step Earth Immortal elders, even an early-stage Earth Immortal elder would have no choice but to flee. How could a mere aging defensive formation possibly withstand such an onslaught? As the Sky-Severing Twin Swords, Crimson Dragon Sky-Scorching Sword, 5 Elements Divine Thunder, and other techniques descended, the Guardian Formation of the Scripture Depository shattered in response.

In the nick of time, the Scripture Depository swung open. The immortal scriptures within, already imbued with spiritual sentience, transformed into 1 brilliant radiance after another as they soared out—astonishingly numbering in the hundreds.

Each of these radiated a dazzling spiritual light, brilliant as the stars in the heavens, while 19 shone with the luminous grace of a bright moon—their spiritual essence likely ranking among the finest of immortal scriptures.

Another Great Dao shone with the most resplendent radiance, majestic and brilliant like the sun, clearly transcending the realm of 7-Order Immortal Scriptures.

"It's the World-Creating Immortal Scripture!"

A surge of delight rose in Eldrin’s heart. Without hesitation, he summoned the 5-Colored Divine Radiance to sweep across the void, and in the blink of an eye, the Scroll of World-Creation Immortal Scripture was firmly in his grasp.

Lyra was not slow either, instantly retrieving 1 of the scrolls.

The 6 volumes of the World-Creation Immortal Scriptures were instantly reduced by 2. The other 3 Half-Step Earth Immortals could no longer restrain themselves, frantically charging toward the remaining 4 volumes of the immortal scriptures.

Eldrin would naturally not let such a Heaven-Splitting Immortal Scripture slip through his fingers. He immediately unleashed his overwhelming cultivation, vanquishing a Half-Step Earth Immortal in the blink of an eye and seizing another scroll of the Heaven-Splitting Immortal Scripture.

Lyra and Qing Ji (Person Name) coordinated seamlessly, working in tandem to seize a scroll.

The remaining 2 volumes of immortal scriptures—1 was seized by a Half-Step Earth Immortal, while the final volume was stealthily taken by the lurking Patriarch Slanting Sun.

"Old Man Setting Sun!"

Watching this immortal scripture being stolen by Patriarch Oblique Sun, the 2 half-step Earth Immortals were seething with rage.

The Elder of the Setting Sun had gone to the clan treasury hall in person, yet secretly concealed his Second Primordial Spirit here, catching everyone completely off guard.

But now, with celestial scriptures dancing across the skies, they had no time to settle scores and could only continue vying for the countless heavenly tomes.

Eldrin and Lyra joined forces, unleashing a series of heaven-startling techniques to seize numerous immortal scriptures and ancient scrolls. Only when the sky cleared of all drifting scriptures did the spectacle finally draw to a close.

After seizing the immortal scripture, Eldrin scanned his surroundings and finally noticed the struggles over the Artifact Refining Hall and Alchemy Pavilion had both drawn to a close.

Several supreme-grade immortal treasures, and even a supreme-grade Immortal Artifact-level alchemy furnace, along with numerous rare immortal pills, were all divided cleanly among the half-step Earth Immortals.

Only the main hall of the clan treasury remained contested.

In the void, 1 dazzling stream of light after another soared skyward, carrying numerous immortal treasures and ancient artifacts—many of them objects of staggering value.

Eldrin hastily flew toward the clan treasury hall, only to discover it was already too late. The precious, supreme-grade immortal treasures had been completely divided among the various half-step Earth Immortals.

"What a pity."

Eldrin let out a soft sigh, a tinge of regret lingering in his heart.

At that very moment, the Setting Sun Ancestor from the Crimson Sunset Blessed Land abruptly launched his assault, summoning forth a crimson immortal sword with explosive force.

But then, the immortal sword transformed into a crimson dragon of the ninth heaven. With a single fierce strike, it sent a Half-Step Earth Immortal flying sideways, its relentless momentum unabated as it continued its pursuit.

"Elder of the Setting Sun, you deserve to die a 1000 deaths!"

The 1 under attack was none other than Golden Stream Daoist, ruler of the Golden Stream Sea Region.

This individual was a 4 Tribulations Half-Step Earth Immortal, whose strength was not weak among Half-Step Earth Immortals, yet he was still no match for Patriarch Setting Sun.

The Oblique Sun Patriarch was originally a 5-tribulation half-step Earth Immortal. After slaying the Crimson Dragon Patriarch back then, his gains were immense. He successively forged several supreme-grade immortal treasures, including the Crimson Dragon Immortal-Slaying Sword and the Crimson Dragon Heaven-Piercing Halberd, and even cultivated a True Dragon Avatar.

Now armed with several supreme-grade immortal treasures, his strength rivaled that of a half-step sixth-rank Earth Immortal. With a single strike, he sent Golden Stream Taoist stumbling backward in defeat.

He attacked relentlessly as he spoke coldly, "Hand over the Black Dragon True Soul, or today shall be your demise!"

"True Soul of the Black Dragon"

Upon hearing this, Eldrin (Person Name) slightly furrowed his brow. He had arrived a step too late and had no idea what this Black Dragon True Soul was.

However, after witnessing Patriarch Setting Sun make his move, Eldrin (Person Name) immediately understood that the other several half-step Earth Immortals were all converging to besiege Golden Stream Daoist. The true soul of that black dragon must undoubtedly be 1 of the paramount treasures of the Crimson Sun Blessed Land.

"Ah"

Besieged from all sides, Daoist Jinliu let out a wretched scream and was soon grievously wounded.

Seeing that he could no longer hold on without risking his life, he gritted his teeth, cast a glance at the crowd, and abruptly hurled a dazzling black treasure pearl toward Eldrin (Person Name).

Clearly, Golden Stream Daoist intended to kill with a borrowed blade—leveraging the combat prowess of Eldrin and the other 2 half-step Earth Immortals to deliver a soundless blow to Patriarch Setting Sun and his allies.

"Hmph."

As the Black Dragon True Soul came swooping down, Eldrin furrowed his brow slightly, yet he had no reason to hesitate.

He swiftly seized the Black Dragon's True Soul, instantly manifesting the Primordial Chaos Indestructible True Body. With a single palm strike that carried the force of a splitting mountain, he sent Patriarch Setting Sun flying backward.

"What a formidable Immortal Physique."

Setting Sun Patriarch's expression shifted abruptly as he prepared to strike again, only to discover that several Half-Step Earth Immortals beside him had already turned and fled.

In the eyes of these Quasi-Earth Immortals, the Black Dragon True Soul was merely a supreme-grade immortal treasure. Given Eldrin’s extraordinary prowess and that of his 2 companions, it seemed unwise to risk a desperate confrontation with him over such an object.

Watching the few retreat, Patriarch Oblique Sun's eyes chilled slightly, revealing a trace of unwillingness.

The Crimson Sunset Blessed Land was formed from the remains of the Crimson Sunset Celestial Deity, and this lineage could be considered to have inherited a portion of his legacy.

As the second most powerful expert of the Setting Sun Blessed Land, Elder Oblique Sun naturally knew many secrets unknown to others.

This Black Dragon True Soul was connected to a supreme treasure, an object that the Setting Sun Blessed Land was determined to obtain at all costs.

"Damn it!"

The Slanting Sun Patriarch concealed his murderous intent within, suppressing the thought in the blink of an eye.

Without a word, he flicked his sleeve and strode coldly toward the core of the Crimson Sun Blessed Land—the very place where the fallen Solaris Celestial God had once gestated into existence.

The Crimson Sun Paradise is the supreme blessed land where the Crimson Sun Halberd—a companion spiritual treasure of the Eldrin (Person Name) and an innate treasure—was once nurtured beneath the glow of the setting sun.

Alas, during the birth of the Bygone Sun God, his innate primordial treasure—the Crimson Sun Halberd—was seized. Not only did this cause his Crimson Sun Dao Principles to degenerate into Bygone Sun Dao Principles, but even this Crimson Sun Blessed Land suffered a backlash.

Now, this Crimson Sun Blessed Land had already fallen from a supreme-grade blessed land to the level of a low-grade blessed land.

Even so, this blessed land that had remained untouched for millions of years must have nurtured countless immortal treasures within its fire vein source—treasures of such staggering value they could startle the heavens themselves.

It was only because the formation within was the most difficult to dismantle that the group had left it for last.

Now that all the other treasures had been distributed, the half-step Earth Immortals present could no longer remain seated. 1 after another, they made their way toward the core of the blessed land.

Chapter 1: The Prodigal Son's Return The mountain peaks pierced the heavens like emerald swords, veiled in swirling mists where spiritual energy coalesced into visible streams. On a jade platform overlooking the abyss, a young man in azure robes sat cross-legged, his breathing synchronized with the whispering winds. "Eldrin (Person Name)," a voice echoed from behind the stone formation. "The sect leader summons you." Eldrin (Person Name) opened eyes that shimmered with recently breakthrough power. 3 days ago, he'd been at the 9th level of Qi Refining; now he stood firmly at the Foundation Establishment stage. The transformation had cost him 32,000 spirit stones and nearly shattered his meridians, but the breakthrough was worth every fracture. "Tell the leader I come," Eldrin (Person Name) replied, his voice carrying newfound authority. He rose, fingers brushing against the Li Fire Sword of the Returning Abyss (Magic Treasure) at his waist—a heritage weapon that had witnessed countless battles over thousands of years. The main hall stood draped in silken banners depicting cosmic cycles. Sect Leader Mingzhen (Person Name) waited beneath the carved dragon throne, his beard silvered by over a 100 winters of cultivation. "Disciple," Mingzhen (Person Name) began, "the Azure Cloud Sect faces turmoil. The Northern Desert Alliance marches with 20-some Foundation Establishment experts and nearly a 1000 Qi Refining disciples." Eldrin (Person Name) bowed. "This junior is ready to serve." "Your father... the former sect leader... left you more than that sword." Mingzhen (Person Name) produced a jade slip glowing with primordial energy. "The 9 Revolutions Divine Art (Cultivation Method)—complete all 9 revolutions, and you may confront the heavenly tribulation." Eldrin (Person Name) accepted the artifact, memories flooding back. 1 100 years had passed since his father's disappearance during the celestial alignment. A dozen or so elders had opposed his succession then, forcing him to prove his worth through decades of secluded training. "The alliance seeks our ancestral grounds," Eldrin (Person Name) stated. "They believe our spiritual veins can support their ambition for 10 1000 years." Mingzhen (Person Name) nodded gravely. "They've already taken 3 of our border outposts. Prepare the core disciples—we depart at dawn." As Eldrin (Person Name) exited the hall, moonlight caught the inscription on his sword: "Where abyss meets flame, the phoenix remembers its name." The weapon hummed, recognizing its master's resolve. Somewhere in the distance, thunder rumbled—whether natural phenomenon or heavenly tribulation, none could tell. The winds of change were gathering, and Eldrin (Person Name) would ride them or be broken by them.