Chapter 1691 : A Fateful Lakeside Encounter

With these nine Innate Object in hand, Eldrin Chen prepared to gather the power of the five great Heavenly Domain. His aim was to attempt the formation of a super-great array, using it to assail the Triple Primordial Unity Foundation and, in the process, accomplish another crucial task.

Now, with the five domains subdued, the opportunity to deploy this array had finally arrived.

Once this array was successfully established, it might allow him to attempt the condensation of the Primordial One Leakless Path Fruit [the flawless foundational fruit of cultivation representing perfect unity].

Since the chance was at hand, Eldrin Chen did not hesitate. He immediately summoned countless low-ranking Immortal [cultivators who have ascended to immortality] from the Immortal Alliance to begin constructing the array. Meanwhile, the higher echelons of the various major powers also seized this opportunity to begin digesting the spoils of the recent war.

"..."

Just as the Returning Abyss Immortal Alliance was immersed in this flurry of activity, deep within the boundless Dimensional Void, inside a vast and magnificent Cosmos [a self-contained universe or realm within the multiverse], two graceful figures, one in verdant robes and one in white, walked along the shore of a lake.

The verdant-robed maiden possessed a pleasant, above-average countenance. In contrast, the white-skirted woman was elegantly beautiful, a peerless beauty rarely seen even in the Mortal Realm.

As they strolled by the lakeside, they suddenly halted their steps.

"Young Mistress, there is someone here," the verdant-robed maiden spoke, pointing towards the center of the lake.

The verdant-robed maiden spoke, pointing towards the center of the lake. For uninterrupted reading, go to http://www . audio-novel.com.

The woman in the white skirt, her gaze shifting, noticed a figure sprawled by the lakeshore, its body drenched in blood.

Without hesitation, she stepped forward and turned the figure over.

"What a handsome man,"

remarked the young woman in the verdant robe, her expression one of surprise.

The young woman in white, her face grave, spoke with concern, "The state of the world grows more chaotic by the year. These are troubled times. This man's origins are unknown; we cannot tell if he is friend or foe."

As she spoke, the white-skirted woman examined him closely. He wore tattered armor, yet his hair was a cascade of raven black.

His features were handsome and resolute, the very picture of a heroic warrior, yet now he lay pale and weak, possessing a strange, ethereal beauty that caused her to pause for a fleeting moment.

Her initial instinct was to avoid trouble, but seeing the man's vulnerable state, her heart softened inexplicably. "Judging by his attire, he must be a general," she said.

"Enough. Since fate has brought us together..."

"Heaven favors the preservation of life. Let us take him back."

"..."

"Kill—"

The next day, Worthy Pursuit Chen awoke from a nightmare with a start, his hand shooting out to grasp the headboard with boundless Slaughter Intent [a palpable aura of murderous will].

Coming to his senses, he realized two women were beside him, a flicker of Slaughter Intent [a palpable aura of murderous will] flashing in their eyes.

Yet, in the next instant, he let the killing thought fade. The auras of these two women before him were faint and weak, as if they had never set foot on the path of cultivation. They could not possibly be his pursuers.

Thinking this, Worthy Pursuit Chen completely suppressed his Slaughter Intent [a palpable aura of murderous will] and asked weakly, "Did you two save me?"

"So... so terrifying..."

The verdant-robed maiden's face was pale. It took her a long moment to recover, her expression turning somewhat unpleasant. "Our young mistress saved your life. How could you show such ingratitude?"

"Little Swallow."

The white-gowned woman spoke, interrupting her, then shook her head. "It is only natural for a general to be wary when suddenly finding himself in an unfamiliar place."

Worthy Pursuit Chen's face flushed slightly. For a million years, his heart had been devoted to comprehending the Buddha's teachings, his life spent subduing demons and vanquishing evil. He harbored no hesitation when it came to taking a life, yet in matters of interaction between men and women, he was utterly inexperienced.

Thus, he could only suppress his injuries, his face somewhat pale as he spoke, "I have been pursued these past days, hence my caution. I hope the young lady can forgive me."

At this point, Worthy Pursuit Chen pondered for a moment before saying, "I am Worthy Pursuit Chen. May I ask how I should address the two of you?"

The white-robed woman's expression softened somewhat. "This humble one is Pure White. You may call me Plain Essence. This is my maidservant, Little Swallow."

Having said this, Pure White inquired about Worthy Pursuit Chen's circumstances.

Worthy Pursuit Chen merely offered a vague excuse to brush the matter aside. This Pure White was an ordinary mortal without any cultivation, lacking a Spiritual Root [the innate organ that allows one to sense and absorb spiritual energy] and any aptitude for the path. He did not know how to explain things to such a person. For uninterrupted reading, go to audio-novel .c om.

After all, he could hardly say that he was an Immortal of the Primordial Unity Realm [the foundational realm of true immortality], pursued by dozens of peerless Immortals, and that in his panicked flight he had been grievously wounded and washed up here.

After their brief exchange, Worthy Pursuit Chen took up residence within the mountain manor of Pure White.

Through further conversation, Worthy Pursuit Chen learned that this realm was called the Nameless World. It comprised four continents, and the one he currently found himself on was named the Northern Martial Continent, a land only several tens of thousands of Li-lengths [one Li-length equals five hundred meters] in size.

Upon the Northern Martial Continent, it was said that the Martial Path [a physical cultivation discipline focusing on body refinement and combat techniques] reigned supreme. There were Postnatal Martial Artists [practitioners who refine the body's acquired energy], Innate Grandmasters [masters who have awakened their innate potential], and even Divine Ability Venerables [venerables who command supernatural martial arts]. Furthermore, legends spoke of Celestial Beings [beings who have ascended to a celestial state through the Martial Path] and even Martial Path Great Emperors [supreme sovereigns of the Martial Path] existing in this world hundreds of millions of years ago.

Through Pure White's description, Worthy Pursuit Chen discovered that the physical strength of Postnatal Martial Artist [a martial artist who cultivates their body after birth] in this world barely reached a thousand Jin-weight [one Jin-weight equals zero point five kilograms], and the cultivation level of an Innate Grandmaster [a martial artist who has awakened their innate potential] was roughly equivalent to the Vital Essence Refinement Early Stage [the initial stage of refining one's vital life energy].

A Divine Ability Venerable [a venerable master who has mastered divine abilities] was a Supreme [a prefix denoting the highest rank or authority] figure on the Northern Martial Continent, and although Pure White hailed from a Martial Path [a school of cultivation focused on martial prowess] family, she had never actually laid eyes on one.

However, according to Worthy Pursuit Chen's estimation, this Northern Martial Continent was merely tens of thousands of Li-length [one Li-length equals five hundred meters] in size. The combat power of the Divine Ability Venerable it could sustain was likely, at best, comparable to that of a Foundation Establishment Stage [the stage of solidifying one's cultivation foundation] cultivator.

"A trivial, minor world," he murmured.

Three days later, Worthy Pursuit Chen stood still within the courtyard, sensing the ambient energy of heaven and earth, and could not help but sigh.

Having been awake for several days, he could now faintly perceive the primordial energy [the fundamental energy that permeates all existence] flowing between heaven and earth.

He discovered that the concentration of spiritual energy [the vital energy used for cultivation] in this realm was almost negligible, hovering at a level close to an age of Dharma decline [an era where spiritual laws fade and cultivation becomes nearly impossible].

In such an environment, it was nearly impossible for an aspirant to embark on the path of cultivation; even breaking through to the Vital Essence Refinement Stage would be unattainable.

This caused Worthy Pursuit Chen's brow to furrow slightly, a thread of worry weaving through his heart.

He could perceive his own condition with stark clarity. His body was now riddled with fissures, the spiritual power within his Elixir Field [the core energy center of a cultivator] and meridians [the channels through which energy flows in the body] utterly depleted. Furthermore, countless strands of Innate Path Principle [the fundamental laws of the universe, manifested as a divine ability] force were eroding his flesh, preventing his wounds from healing.

Even within his own Earth Immortal World [a small, self-contained world cultivated within an Earth Immortal's dantian], the foundational essence had been severely depleted, isolated and eroded by the Immortal-Falling Curse [a sinister technique designed to sever a cultivator's connection to immortal energy] cast by an Elder of the Celestial Rotating Jade Ancient Sect.

This alone might have been manageable. His Great Power Heavenly Dragon Constitution [an immensely powerful innate physique] was extraordinarily robust, and his Triple Primordial Unity Foundation [a supreme cultivation foundation] should have been sufficient to withstand such gradual consumption by the Innate Path Principle [a fundamental law of the cosmos that erodes all things].

Had he been within an Immortal Domain [a realm suffused with immortal energy], he could have continuously absorbed Immortal Spirit Essence [the purest form of energy in immortal realms]. Accumulating even a small amount would have allowed him to forcibly open his Earth Immortal World, retrieve the Innate Spiritual Water [a primordial water of life with potent restorative properties], heal his wounds, and purge the foreign energies.

Yet, in this world, he could scarcely draw a wisp of spiritual energy. Both his Primordial Unity Immortal Body [his immortal physical form] and his Path Fruit [the condensed essence of his cultivation path] were being eroded by the dual afflictions of the Innate Path Principle and the Immortal-Falling Curse. Merely preserving himself was a monumental struggle, leaving him unable to muster more than a fraction of his true power.

"The spiritual energy of heaven and earth is nearly exhausted. This world has entered its twilight age, an era of dwindling laws."

"It seems this world is approaching its final Oblivion [the ultimate end of a world, its return to nothingness]."

Worthy Pursuit Chen gazed at the Heavenly Vault [the sky, the firmament], and after repeated observation, he could not help but let out a faint sigh of relief.

Once this world reached Oblivion, he would be able to draw upon a sliver of its dissipating foundational power. Though minuscule, that power would be enough to help him retrieve the Innate Spiritual Water and recover from some of his injuries.

With this thought, Worthy Pursuit Chen looked beyond the courtyard walls. The image of a figure in a white dress surfaced in his mind, causing his thoughts to grow heavy and contemplative.

Having lived for over a million years, he had long grown accustomed to the cycle of life and death. Minor worlds like this Nameless Tianwu Continent were as countless as grains of sand within the vast expanse of the Dimensional Void [the chaotic, boundless space between realms].

Such worlds are born at every moment, yet at every moment, countless worlds of this kind meet their Oblivion [the final, absolute end of a world or existence].

To him, the birth and death of the Great Thousand World [the vast, boundless cosmos containing myriad realms] is of little consequence, something that could be called utterly insignificant.

However, in these past few days, having received care from Pure White, he could not bear the thought of her perishing in the world-ending Great Tribulation [a cataclysmic event ordained by fate that destroys worlds].

Yet a moment later, he shook his head again, smiling bitterly as he said, "A mortal's life spans but a mere hundred years. Perhaps by the time she grows old, the day of the world's Oblivion may not yet have arrived."

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