Chapter 959 : Law of Pure Yang Celestial Fire

Eldrin had guided him to slay the Blood Demon Patriarch so that he might emulate the ancient deeds of the Merciful Ferry Daoist—to purify this boundless filth from the Violet Realm’s heavens and earth.

The miasma of the Violet Realm was a supreme poison to heaven and earth, festering within the Bloodspring like stagnant blood trapped in a mortal body.

Originally, this would have been a minor issue. However, as the Violet Realm was cast into the void, its injuries grew increasingly severe, and the accumulation of stagnant blood continued to multiply.

The demonic rift in the Violet Realm remained irreparable, torn asunder once every 1000 years—a phenomenon partly rooted in this festering bloodstain.

If the stagnant blood from the Eastern Barrens Blood Spring isn't drained or transformed, this injury will persist like maggots gnawing at bones, never to be completely cured.

Today, Eldrin had sent him here with the sole purpose of completely purifying the Eastern Desolation Blood Spring, cleansing it of all turbid and foul energies.

Logically speaking, any cultivator in this world practicing the Pure Yang Dao Art should possess the ability to purify foul energy.

Yet this Eastern Sea Blood Spring was utterly treacherous, teeming with boundless power of the Blood Sea within.

Low-level cultivators simply could not enter this place, and while high-level cultivators might manage to purify a portion of it, compared to the vast Blood Sea, their efforts were but a drop in the ocean.

Within the Violet Realm, only 2 individuals possessed the capability to undertake the transformation—Eldrin and Lyra.

Both of them cultivated Primordial Chaos spiritual power, capable of transforming all manner of esoteric energies. Indeed, if they were to expend tens of thousands of years, it would be possible to convert the Blood Spring into pure Yin origin qi.

Unfortunately, the catastrophe of the Violet Realm had not been completely resolved. To prevent the Outer Realm Demons from being driven to desperate actions, neither Eldrin nor Lyra could afford to delay for such an extended period.

Under such circumstances, Ye Qingfeng became the most suitable candidate.

He possessed the Pure Yang Dao Body, 1 of the supreme primordial physiques between heaven and earth, capable of purifying all evil karma and subduing every form of baleful energy and foul miasma.

Moreover, Ye Qingfeng possessed all 5 spiritual roots. Though his comprehension was far inferior to Eldrin and even fell short of Lu Wenyuan, he was 1 of those rare souls whose wisdom appeared as folly. As the years accumulated, his grasp of arcane forces accelerated with remarkable speed.

Although the backlash grew stronger after breaking through to the Nascent Soul realm when comprehending multiple arcane forces, there remained a sliver of possibility for him to grasp 5 distinct arcane forces.

Choosing him to purify the Blood Springs of the Eastern Wastelands could be considered 1 of the most suitable decisions.

At this moment, Ye Qingfeng made a great vow—to never attain immortality until the Blood Spring was purified—and was immediately blessed with boundless heavenly fortune.

Empowered by this, Ye Qingfeng actually attained a state akin to the harmony of heaven and man. His comprehension of the arcane forces accelerated severalfold, and he even began to feel a glimmer of confidence in his ability to master all 5 arcane forces.

"True progress in cultivation hinges on fate and serendipity. Secluding oneself indefinitely doesn't guarantee breakthroughs."

"I am preparing to enter seclusion to comprehend the laws of dao, and there happens to be 1 matter you could handle on my behalf."

Ye Qingfeng closed his eyes, suddenly recalling Eldrin's parting words. Yet tears streamed from his eyes.

"So it was for my sake that the Master schemed to secure this path to enlightenment for me."

He knelt down and kowtowed solemnly in the direction of Verdant Chariot Mountain (Location), his voice heavy with conviction as he declared, "This disciple shall not fail our master's trust. I vow to purify the Blood Spring (Cultivation Resource) until it reaches the ultimate state of clarity and purity."

"Until this is accomplished, this disciple shall never attain immortality!"

Meanwhile, far away in the Flaming Prison Sea, Eldrin (Person Name) opened his eyes with detached calm.

He cast a glance toward the Eastern Barren Blood Sea and gave a slight nod.

Seeing this, Chen Changxuan couldn't help but remark, "Qingfeng is a fine young man—composed in temperament and virtuous in character."

"To obtain such a rare opportunity and receive the blessing of celestial fortune, his cultivation base is bound to advance by leaps and bounds."

"Within a millennium, 1 could reach the Ninth Layer of the Primordial Spirit; within 2 1000 years, 1 should comprehend 5 types of arcane power."

Eldrin nodded slightly, then shook his head. "But the power of the Blood Spring is notoriously difficult to purify completely. I fear it might take him tens of thousands of years—perhaps even his entire lifespan—to possibly achieve ascension."

"With his level of comprehension, attaining the Great Perfection Foundation is nothing short of daydreaming. That you managed to secure this opportunity for him shows you've truly spared no effort."

Chen Changxuan shook his head and spoke, "The further I advance in cultivation, the more I comprehend the profound importance of laying a solid foundation."

"Though my cultivation can now be considered rare among mortals, due to insufficient foundational training in my early years, even expending a thousandfold effort would never allow me to ascend to immortality."

1 day, when his cultivation reaches greater heights, he will come to realize how pivotal the opportunity you sought for him today truly is.

"I certainly hope so."

Eldrin smiled faintly, a flicker of anticipation stirring within him.

Over thousands of years of cultivation, Eldrin (Person Name) had only 2 true disciples: Ye Qingfeng and Lu Wenyuan. As for others like Chen Fusu and Gu Lanman, they could at best be considered half-disciples.

Among these 2 individuals, Lu Wenyuan possessed a 4 Symbols Dao Body (Spiritual Root) and cultivated the 4 Symbols Dao Scripture created by Eldrin (Person Name), yet he was unable to inherit the true orthodox lineage of Eldrin (Person Name).

Chapter 1 The true inheritor of the orthodox lineage, in fact, was none other than Ye Qingfeng (Person Name). He had cultivated the 9 Revolutions Profound Art (Cultivation Method) for over a 100 years, reaching the peak of the seventh revolution. With a mere thought, he could summon the Li Fire Sword of the Returning Abyss (Magic Treasure), its blade ablaze with crimson flames capable of reducing mountains to ashes. "Eldrin (Person Name), you've pursued me for 3 1000 miles," Ye Qingfeng said coldly, his gaze sharp as a blade. "Do you truly believe I fear you?" Before him, Eldrin (Person Name) hovered mid-air, shrouded in dark mist, his voice hoarse and grating. "Hand over the Heavenly Dao Jade Slip (Magical Artifact), and I might spare your soul." Ye Qingfeng chuckled softly, a flick of his wrist producing a jade vial. "These 12 Heaven-Reversal Pills (Elixir) cost me 32,000 spirit stones at the auction. Today, they shall witness the power of a true cultivation legacy." For thousands of years, countless cultivators had sought the legendary Heavenly Dao, yet only a handful had glimpsed its mysteries. Now, with nearly a 1000 sword energies swirling around him, Ye Qingfeng's aura surged exponentially. "Come then!" His shout echoed through the heavens and earth as the Li Fire Sword of the Returning Abyss (Magic Treasure) transformed into a blazing phoenix, its cry piercing the clouds and shaking the stars—a confrontation that would alter the fate of the entire cultivation world.

In comparison, no matter how close others may be, they cannot inherit the legacy of Eldrin (Person Name). Unless they attain immortality and ascend to the Dao, they will inevitably return to dust and soil 1 day, leaving behind nothing but lingering sorrow in the end.

"This is the last thing I can do for him."

"Alas, perhaps 1 day we shall meet again in the Immortal Realm."

Eldrin (Person Name) let out a soft sigh and shook his head involuntarily.

From this point onward, he would delve into the mysteries of the immortal path on his own. Even if he were to attain immortality and master the Dao in the future, he would only assist a few Dao Companions. As for his disciples and followers, this was the extent of the aid he could provide.

"Once I attain immortality, I should leave behind greater foundations for my clan and disciples."

Eldrin murmured softly to himself, then after a moment shook his head with a faint smile. "Enough. The day of ascension has not yet arrived—why dwell on such thoughts now?"

"Grand Elder, I am preparing to enter seclusion to comprehend the Laws of Celestial Fire. I must trouble you to stand guard for me."

Time flew by, and in the blink of an eye, 1 100 and 80 years had passed.

In the blink of an eye, the day of Eldrin's (Person Name) emergence from seclusion had arrived. On this day, Eldrin (Person Name) opened his eyes from deep meditation, a faint smile gracing his features.

"Finally, it's done."

Gazing at the pure golden flame before him, Eldrin couldn't help but murmur under his breath.

Before Eldrin, a ball of exceedingly brilliant flame blazed like a perfect, flawless sun.

Within, countless laws intertwined and coiled, each strand possessing the power to incinerate all things.

Pure Yang Heavenly Flame.

Beside him, Chen Changxuan murmured softly, his gaze fixed on the Flames of Law before him. He couldn’t help but reveal a mix of astonishment and delight.

The power of this Pure Yang Heavenly Flame was far too overbearing. Even though Eldrin had completely restrained its might, the mere fraction of force he revealed was enough to shatter an entire continent.

Chen Changxuan had a premonition: should this celestial flame erupt at full power, it would likely be sufficient to evaporate tens of millions of miles of azure seas into barren deserts.

Even a celestial or demon from the highest heavens, once refined by these flames, would inevitably perish on the spot.

Though his heart was racing with shock, Chen Changxuan couldn't help but ask in disbelief, "Has it truly succeeded?"