Chapter 1324 : A Glimmer of Hope Amidst Despair

"Ahem!"

The Ashen-Robed Elder wiped the corner of his mouth, revealing a bitter smile.

Most crucially, their sole Ninth Level of Ascension to Immortality cultivator from the Human Race had already suffered grievous wounds in the previous great battle.

At this thought, the assembled immortals turned their gaze towards an Azure-Robed Youth standing nearby, their eyes alight with hope.

This youth had arrived in the Crimson Sun Sea Region a mere ten thousand years ago, yet he had already slain six Demon Immortals from the Demonic Tribe, advancing from the Third Heavenly Layer of Immortal Ascension all the way to the Seventh Level of Immortal Ascension Realm.

Most critically, his combat prowess rivaled that of a Ninth Level of Ascension to Immortality cultivator, making him their greatest hope. "If he could advance one more step, entering the realm of a Half-Step Earth Immortal..."

The thought echoed silently in the hearts of the immortals, their hopeful gazes fixed upon the youth.

Seeing their expressions, the Azure-Robed Youth inwardly sighed with a bitter laugh. "To contend with a Half-Step Earth Immortal," he said with a sigh, "I would need to at least break through to the Ninth Level of Ascension to Immortality."

"But I only recently advanced to the Seventh Level of Immortal Ascension Realm. To reach the Ninth Level of Ascension to Immortality, even with a High Grade Dao Source [a supreme treasure containing the essence of the Great Dao], would likely take several millennia."

"Not to mention we possess no High Grade Dao Source, but even if we did, we simply do not have that much time." For uninterrupted reading, go to audio-novel`com.

As his words fell, his gaze turned toward the distant expanse beyond Immortal Island.

Beyond Immortal Island, the sea was a seething mass, encircled layer upon layer by countless legions of the Demonic Tribe [a powerful race of demonic beings], leaving not a single passage through the waters.

High above in the Firmament [the vault of heaven], dozens of Demon Immortal [demonic cultivators who have attained immortality] stood poised. Among them, three figures at the Ninth Level of Ascension to Immortality [the pinnacle stage before becoming a true Earth Immortal] hovered in the air, their presence overshadowed by a single, titanic silhouette that loomed like a primordial god or demon.

"Black Malignancy Demon Venerable,"

the Azure-Robed Youth murmured, his face paling slightly.

Though his talent was peerless and his heritage extraordinary, facing the combined assault of a Half-Step Earth Immortal [a cultivator on the very cusp of becoming a true Earth Immortal] and three experts at the Ninth Level of Ascension to Immortality left him with not a shred of hope for survival.

"I am the Tribulation-Bearer [one destined to shoulder and resolve great calamities], chosen by the Celestial Immortal [a true immortal of the heavens]. I inherited the Great Dao [the supreme cultivation art] of the Celestial Immortal, and have traversed this life undefeated. I have slain Nine Heavens True Demon [supreme demonic beings of the highest realms] and purged hordes of Primordial Demon Spirit [ancient, malevolent demonic entities]. With my own strength, I quelled a Demonic Tribulation [a cataclysmic era of demonic invasion] that had stretched across countless eons."

"Yet, upon first arriving in the Immortal Domain [the realm of immortals], I never imagined I would face such a boundless Great Tribulation [a world-ending calamity]."

"If only I had been granted a million years, or even just a hundred thousand... would it have come to this?"

The youth sighed inwardly, a flicker of profound regret coloring his thoughts as memories of bygone days surfaced.

He vividly recalled his youth, when the lofty and ancient Star Spirit [a primordial celestial being of immense power] suffered a calamitous tribulation and fell, becoming a Primordial Demon Spirit [a primordial entity of pure malevolence and chaos]. Simultaneously, Demonic Cultivator [practitioners who harness demonic energy and often commit atrocities for power] rose across the land. Countless members of the Human Race perished at the hands of the Demon Race [a race of malevolent beings], becoming mere fuel for the cultivation of the Demonic Cultivator.

myself clawed his way up from mountains of corpses and a Blood Sea [a vast ocean of blood, symbolizing immense slaughter]. A Celestial Five-Colored Immortal Light [a divine radiance of five colors representing supreme purity] descended from the heavens, transforming into a scripture that fell into his hands.

From that moment, he rose from obscurity. Inheriting the methods of an Immortal [a being who has ascended to immortality], he forged his own Profound Heaven Demon-Slaying Sword Path [a supreme sword cultivation art dedicated to vanquishing demons]. He carved a path through the world, severing all evil spirits, slaughtering the Primordial Demon Spirit, and quelling the vast Demonic Tribulation [a cataclysmic era dominated by demonic forces], ultimately Ascending to Immortality [transcending mortality to become an immortal being].

After Ascending to Immortality, he remained in the mortal realm for thirty thousand years. He established his legacy, the Ancient Abyssal Sect, and utterly eradicated the Demonic Cultivator and the entire race of demonic spirits. Only then did he ascend to the Nine Heavens Above [the highest celestial realms].

He never imagined that so soon after his ascension, he would encounter such a terrifying Great Tribulation [a cosmic-scale calamity or trial]. Now, he found himself pushed to the very brink of annihilation.

With this thought, the Azure-Robed Youth gazed at the boundless legion of the Demonic Tribe [a collective term for demonic races] that filled the Firmament [the vault of heaven] above the Nine Heavens Above. A sigh escaped his heart.

"If my Master were here, such a cataclysm would surely be extinguished with but a turn of his hand."

The youth murmured to himself. He did not truly know what manner of being his Master was.

Yet, within the Primordial Chaos Heavenly Scripture [a supreme scripture containing the secrets of primordial chaos] he had received, methods for cultivating an Immortal Physique [a body tempered for immortality], comprehending the Laws of the Dao [the fundamental principles of existence], and forming a Dao Fruit [the culmination of one's cultivation path, a fruit of enlightenment] to achieve Ascending to Immortality were all contained. It was the most profound legacy he had ever encountered in his life.

Whether it was the Primordial Chaos Indestructible Body [a physique of unimaginable resilience forged from primordial chaos] or the cultivation method of the Primordial Chaos Limitless Law [a law representing the boundless potential of primordial chaos], their power was beyond his prior comprehension. They had granted him revelations of an unprecedented scale.

Now, as the youth's cultivation deepened, he increasingly grasped the profound terror contained within this ancient scroll.

This was a volume of the Supreme Celestial Scripture [a supreme cultivation manual of heavenly principles]. Without the guidance of such a Supreme Celestial Scripture illuminating his path of cultivation, he would have been utterly incapable of achieving three Dao Fruit [the pinnacle fruits of one's cultivation path, representing profound enlightenment and power], thus becoming the foremost prodigy in the history of the Verdant Spirit Ancient Star.

"A pity," the youth sighed, a trace of regret flickering in his eyes. "Though I, your disciple, have received the legacy and grace of my Master, I have spent my entire life without ever laying eyes upon you."

At that very moment, a violent roar erupted from the Firmament [the vault of heaven]. The Half-Step Earth Immortal Realm [a realm just shy of becoming an Earth Immortal] Black Malignancy Demon Venerable could no longer restrain himself and finally made his move.

Under the relentless siege of the Demonic Tribe army, the grand defensive formation was already teetering on the brink. With the Black Malignancy Demon Venerable joining the assault, it finally gave way, torn asunder by sheer force.

Witnessing this, the Ninth Level of Ascension to Immortality [the ninth and final stage before achieving true immortality] Ashen-Robed Elder offered a bitter smile. "Fellow immortals," he said, "the time has come for each of us to flee for our lives!" "Not a single one of you shall escape." Official source: audio-novel[dot]com. Unauthorized reproduction is prohibited.

As the immortals prepared to scatter, the Black Malignancy Demon Venerable spoke, his voice devoid of warmth.

There was no reason to abandon a Dao Source [the primordial source of the Dao, a treasure of immense power] already within his grasp. With a cold, dismissive wave of his hand, several dozen Demon Immortal [demonic beings who have achieved immortality] understood his intent. They immediately advanced, wielding Formation Flags [enchanted banners used to establish and control formations] to completely seal off all avenues of retreat for the beleaguered immortals.

Seeing this, the Azure-Robed Youth drew a dazzling Immortal Sword [a sword forged for and wielded by immortals], its blade ringing with a clear, metallic cry. "The die is cast," he declared, his voice firm and resolute. "Let us face our end with a final, glorious battle."

High upon the Firmament, a newly ascended Ninth Level of Ascension to Immortality member of the Demonic Tribe, the Nine-Headed Hydra Dragon, watched the scene unfold and let out a cold, mocking laugh. "Three centuries ago," it hissed, "you used the Profound Heaven Demon-Slaying Sword to sever three of This Sovereign's heads."

"Today, This Sovereign has come to settle an old score with you."

As the words fell, the Nine-Headed Hydra Dragon sneered and activated its Immortal Treasure, soaring into the air to strike at the youth. Seeing this, the Azure-Robed Youth scoffed and said, "With your power, you think you can settle a score?"

"*Clang—*"

With his words, the Profound Heaven Spirit-Slaying Sword in the youth's hand erupted with a world-shaking immortal radiance, cleaving forward like a Heaven-Cleaving Sword Strike and fully unleashing the might of One Sword Severs the World.

A single metallic clang echoed, followed by a shriek of agony from within the Void.

The Nine-Headed Hydra Dragon was sent flying back, bleeding profusely, having lost yet another head to that single sword strike.

Having shattered his foe with one blow, the youth pressed forward relentlessly with his Peerless Immortal Sword, his aura one of pure offense with no thought of defense—a sword that knew no retreat. He carved a path through all opposition, forcing the hydra into a desperate retreat.

In merely three strokes, the youth had severed three more heads from the Nine-Headed Hydra Dragon. He sneered, "Even if you had nine heads, ninety, or nine hundred, I would sever every last one!"

"*Agh—!*"

Grievously wounded, the Nine-Headed Hydra Dragon fled in disbelief and terror, crying out in desperation, "Everyone, save me, quickly!"

Seeing this, the two Ninth Level of Ascension to Immortality Demon Immortal [cultivators who have ascended to the ninth level of the immortal path] immediately surged forward to join the assault against the youth.

However, the three Ninth Level of Ascension to Immortality valued their own safety too highly. Even with a three-to-one advantage, they were daunted by the youth's relentless, purely offensive style that disregarded all defense. None dared to commit fully to a life-or-death struggle.

For a time, they actually could not subdue the young man. "Useless!"

High above on the Firmament, Black Malignancy Demon Venerable witnessed this scene and let out a cold, disdainful snort.

With a derisive hum, he flicked his sleeve and summoned forth a Tiger-Head Demon Blade [a demonic blade with a tiger's head pommel], sending it cleaving down to claim the youth's life.

As the demonic blade descended, the youth could only offer a bitter smile, despair etching his features.

Though his talent was peerless, facing the combined siege of three Ninth Level of Ascension to Immortality was already his absolute limit.

The reason the three Ninth Level of Ascension to Immortality had failed to defeat him was their fear of injury and unwillingness to risk their lives. Now, with a Half-Step Earth Immortal Ancestor [a cultivator one step away from becoming an Earth Immortal] wielding a Supreme Grade Immortal Treasure [a treasure of the highest immortal grade] against him, a Sword Cultivator [a cultivator whose path focuses entirely on the sword] like him, who fought with offense as his only defense, had no means to withstand it.

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