Chapter 1283 : Journey to the Sunset Blessed Land

After the treasures were roughly distributed, all the immortals revealed expressions of delight, each having reaped what could be described as an immensely bountiful harvest.

Eldrin retrieved the Ancient Dragon-Turtle Shield, the 10-1000-Mile Lingering Sun Pearl, and the Great Geng Profound Mystery Sword. He then used the Slanting Sun Heavenly Ring to trade with Qing Ji for the 'Yi Wood Azure Dragon Banner'.

He then deployed the Dragon-Turtle Ancient Shield on the Xuanwu Immortal Island, placed the 10-1000-Mile Lingering Sun Pearl upon the Zhuque Immortal Island, replaced the formation artifact of the Baihu Immortal Island with the Great Geng Taixuan Sword, and integrated the Yimu Azure Dragon Banner into the Qinglong Immortal Island.

With these 4 supreme immortal treasures as the foundation to reform the array, the power of the 4 Symbols Immortal Trapping Array had greatly increased, reaching a level comparable to the 3 Enclosures Immortal Burial Array.

"With the 3 Talents Wonder Beads enhancing the 3 Enclosures Immortal-Burying Formation, combined with this 4 Symbols Immortal-Trapping Formation, the power of the Zhou Heavenly Stars has already doubled."

"Even if a mid-stage Earth Immortal Patriarch were to attack us from now on, we would have nothing to fear." Watching the grand formation take shape, Sun-Chaser couldn't help but smile.

Eldrin also gave a slight nod. Without further elaboration, he stated, "Since the Setting Sun Sect has launched an all-out assault, their blessed sanctuary must now lie undefended after their annihilation."

"I intend to visit the Setting Sun Blessed Land, eradicate the remnants of the Setting Sun Immortal Sect, and see if any rare treasures remain within."

Hearing this, the immortals' eyes lit up. The accumulated resources of a single Earth Immortal blessed realm would be more than sufficient to compensate for the losses suffered in the battle of the Guixu Sea.

At this thought, Lyra asked, "We shall accompany you."

"No need." Eldrin shook his head, his expression calm as he stated, "In this battle, everyone has sustained severe injuries. The most urgent matter now is to heal our wounds and organize manpower to repair the Cosmic Star Formation."

"Furthermore, the cleanup of the battlefield, compensation for fallen cultivators, and rewards for those who distinguished themselves in battle will all require substantial manpower to manage."

The immortals nodded in understanding upon hearing this. Qing Ji (Person Name) spoke up, "Though the main forces of the Setting Sun Blessed Land (Location) have been wiped out, their mountain-protecting formation still stands."

"If you cannot break through it, simply withdraw and return. Once we have recovered from our injuries, we shall annihilate it completely."

"Hmm."

Eldrin nodded slightly before speaking, "I am aware. However, now that Patriarch Setting Sun has fallen, spies from the surrounding major powers will likely spread this news."

"After I depart, you must not let your guard down, lest you fall prey to another assault."

With those final words, Eldrin did not linger any longer, setting off toward the Sunset Sea.

When Eldrin traversed the boundless void and arrived at the Sunset Sea, he discovered several figures already assaulting the mountain-protecting formation of Sunset Blessed Land.

Upon seeing these figures, Eldrin furrowed his brow slightly, an involuntary chill washing over his expression.

"They're here already."

Eldrin muttered under his breath, his expression grim.

These were all Half-Step Earth Immortals from the various races in the surrounding seas. Among them, Eldrin recognized the 4 strongest individuals.

1 hailed from the Tianxu Sea, the master of its foremost sect, known as the Tianxu Daoist. The second, clad in azure battle armor, was the Tianyao Sea's Tianyao King—reputed to be a Fifth Tribulation Yao Immortal.

The last 2 individuals had wings sprouting from their backs—they were half-step Earth Immortals from the Winged Race, 1 of the 100 Spirit Immortal Clans.

Clearly, these individuals had all come for the treasures within the Sunset Blessed Land after learning of the demise of the Setting Sun Elder.

Though he had anticipated it, the fact that these people had rushed to the Setting Sun Sea so soon after the fall of Patriarch Setting Sun still left Eldrin with a darkened expression and a troubled heart.

With a single step forward, his expression turning slightly cold, he declared, "Gentlemen, I have endured countless hardships to vanquish the remnants of the Setting Sun Immortals. For you to now seek a share of the spoils—is that not excessive?"

Elder of the Returning Abyss!

Upon hearing this, the expressions of all 4 shifted subtly.

The Battle of the Setting Sun Sea was over. In its wake, Eldrin had slain the Setting Sun Ancestor. Though only a short time had passed, the news had not yet spread far.

However, they had been observing the great battle in the Sunset Sea for a 1000 years and naturally understood the terror of Eldrin (Person Name).

A combat strength equivalent to a 7 Calamity Immortal—a pinnacle existence even among Quasi-Terrestrial Immortals—naturally left them no room for negligence.

With this thought in mind, Tianxu (Person Name) promptly offered an ingratiating smile and said, "You jest, Fellow Daoist. These Setting Sun Blessed Land (Place Name) fools fail to recognize the Mandate of Heaven—besieging the Abyssal Return Sea (Place Name) is nothing but courting their own doom."

"I, too, am filled with righteous indignation and have come to avenge our fallen comrades in the Abyssal Return Sea." Eldrin then turned his gaze to the remaining 3 individuals.

Under his gaze, the 3 reacted differently. However, the Sky Demon King merely let out a cold sneer, remaining silent.

Among the 2 celestial beings of the Tianyu Clan, the man remained silent while the female immortal smiled and said, "The Dusk Sun Sea is protected by an eighth-level formation. Though its power has greatly diminished without a Half-Step Earth Immortal presiding over it now."

"Yet with your methods, I fear you would struggle to breach it alone." "Why don't we join forces? Perhaps we could lend you a helping hand."

Upon hearing this, Eldrin (Person Name) slightly furrowed his brow.

After a moment of contemplation, he nodded and said, "In that case, let us join forces."

As the words faded, Eldrin (Person Name) swept his sleeve and cast his gaze toward the Crimson Sunset Blessed Land.

This Sunset Paradise had been cultivated by Patriarch Sunset for over a million years, with countless arrays—both grand and minor—laid throughout its expanse.

These formations were interlocked like a chain, and in their prime, they were anchored by the Crimson Sun Heavenly Wheel as the formation core, making their power virtually boundless.

It is said that during the prime of this formation, a single Ninth Ascension Realm cultivator stationed within could withstand the onslaught of an Earth Immortal Patriarch for 1 1000 years.

If a location was guarded by an Earth Immortal, then even if a powerful Earth Immortal blessed realm were to attack with its full strength, it might still be impossible to conquer it.

Fortunately, the current Sunset Sanctuary lacked its main formation anchor—the Sunset Celestial Wheel—greatly diminishing its power.

With the addition of the elite disciples from the Setting Sun Blessed Land, and the fact that nearly all the powerful immortals had answered the tribulation, the assembly finally possessed considerable confidence in breaching its defenses.

"Make your move."

Having made up his mind, Eldrin immediately summoned the Celestial Departure Twin Swords and launched an assault on the guardian formation of the Crimson Sunset Blessed Land.

Yet the outcome defied expectations—the might of the Setting Sun Blessed Land’s mountain-protecting formation appeared far weaker than he had anticipated.

"Could it be that there is no immortal master presiding over the formation?"

A faint stir arose in Eldrin’s heart as he promptly urged the Celestial Severance Twin Swords to launch a relentless assault.

The other 4 also unleashed their full power, and before long, they completely shattered the Mountain Protection Array of the Setting Sun Blessed Land.

"Indeed, there are no immortals."

After breaching the mountain-guarding formation, Eldrin discovered that within this blessed land, there truly wasn't a single immortal overseeing it.

Within the Crimson Sun Blessed Realm, the various alchemy pavilions, artifact-forging towers, scripture archives, and treasure vaults appeared to have been stripped bare, with over half their treasures gone.

The true treasures within had almost all been taken, leaving behind less than 1-tenth of the immortal rarities and wondrous artifacts.

"Damn it!"

High in the void, Daoist Tianxu’s face turned icy, a flicker of unwillingness crossing his features. He clearly had not expected that the treasures within the Canary Blessed Land had already been completely plundered.

Chapter 1: The Prodigy's Fall The mountain mist coiled like ancient serpents, shrouding the Qingyun Sect's training grounds in ethereal silence. Ling Feng stood at the edge of the Cliff of Lost Reflections, his white robes fluttering like torn dreams. "30-2 1000 spirit stones," he whispered, the words tasting like ash in his mouth. "All gone." Below him, the Endless Abyss echoed with the whispers of fallen immortals. 3 years ago, he had been the sect's rising star, the youngest cultivator to reach the Foundation Establishment realm. Now, his dantian—the sea of qi within him—lay shattered like broken jade. "Brother Ling." A voice softer than moonlight pierced his thoughts. Su Lian, her azure robes flowing like liquid sky, approached with hesitant steps. "The sect master has decided..." "Let me guess," Ling Feng interrupted, his laugh bitter as medicinal herbs. "I'm to become an outer disciple." Her silence confirmed his fears. From core disciple to outer disciple—the humiliation burned worse than any heavenly tribulation. Suddenly, the earth trembled. The Li Fire Sword of the Returning Abyss, sealed for centuries at the cliff's heart, erupted in crimson flames. An ancient voice, weathered as mountain stone, echoed through Ling Feng's consciousness: "Boy, your shattered dantian isn't your end—it's your beginning." A scroll materialized before him, its parchment glowing with primordial energy. The text shimmered with words older than time itself—the Chaos Genesis Scripture. [New host detected] [Cultivation system initializing...] Ling Feng's eyes widened. For thousands of years, countless cultivators had sought this legendary artifact. Now it had chosen him—a cripple. "Brother Ling, what's happening?" Su Lian cried, her Phoenix Feather Hairpin glowing with protective energy. But Ling Feng couldn't hear her. Divine understanding flooded his meridians, rewriting his very existence. Where there had been broken pathways, golden rivers of qi now flowed. He looked toward the distant sect gates where Elder Ming, the man who had orchestrated his downfall, stood surrounded by over a 100 disciples. "1 100 years had passed since the sect last saw such turmoil," Ling Feng murmured, his hands curling into fists. "But today... today everything changes." The system interface glowed before him: [Cultivation Base: Qi Refining Level 1 (Reestablished)] [Technique: Chaos Genesis Scripture - Tier 1/9] [Spirit Stones: 0] A dozen or so outer disciples approached, their laughter sharp as daggers. "Look! The prodigy's finally awake from his delusions!" Ling Feng smiled. For the first time in 3 years, it reached his eyes. "Come then," he said, his voice calm as still waters. "Let me show you what a true delusion looks like."