Chapter 2011 : Breakthrough Preparation
These Primordial Emperors were largely similar to Emperor Liyan, only able to cultivate while guarding a single high-grade immortal domain.
However, the Upper Grade Immortal Realm was inherently deficient, making it quite inadequate for supplying the cultivation needs of a Primordial Chaos Emperor. As a result, his cultivation progress was exceedingly slow, leaving him no choice but to rely on the gradual passage of time to steadily advance.
Yet the Chen Immortal Clan (Organization) now possessed a Chaos Dao Field of their own—a privilege that would stir envy in the hearts of most early-stage Chaos Emperor Lords.
To return to our story, Eldrin set aside his thoughts and handed the inventory list to the group. "These," he declared, "are our spoils."
"Exchange according to your merits as you see fit."
Hearing this, all the Great Luo immortals revealed expressions of pleasant surprise.
Having successfully captured a Chaos Dao Domain, the Eastern Li Flame Domain would henceforth be renamed the Returning Abyss Dao Domain. The treasures they seized were extraordinarily abundant, with innate indestructible radiance alone numbering in the thousands.
There were many Great Luo Marvels, Innate Spiritual Treasures, and even a considerable number of Heavenly Spiritual Roots (Spiritual Root). Even curiosities at the Primordial Chaos level amounted to a substantial quantity.
Moreover, in the future, the Liyan Ancient Plains, as a Primordial Chaos Dao-Field, would continuously give birth to treasures required for cultivation at the late-stage Great Luo Golden Immortal realm, and even the early-stage Primordial Chaos Emperor realm.
With so many treasures at their disposal, they would likely advance their cultivation further after exhausting all their merit points.
Of course, to Eldrin (Person Name), the truly precious treasures within the Scorched Flame Ancient Plain were few. The most valuable among them were 3 Supreme-Grade Innate Spiritual Treasures, along with 2 strands of Primordial Beginning Qi.
Of the remaining treasures, Eldrin (Person Name) found little to his liking. What he truly valued was that, with the Primordial Chaos Dao Domain now in his possession, he could cultivate a new batch of supreme-grade Heavenly Spiritual Roots (Spiritual Root).
He distributed the treasure list among the assembly, allowing them to exchange for artifacts at their discretion, then summoned those closest to him—Lyra (Person Name), Qingji (Person Name), and others.
Before long, the core members of the Immortal Alliance—Lyra, Qing Ji, Seraphina Qu, Jiang Huang, Chen Qiyuan, and others—had gathered in Eldrin's cave abode.
Eldrin gazed calmly at the assembly before him and spoke in measured tones, "With the capture of the Liyan Ancient Plain, the final 2 Great Luo Nests I require have now been gathered."
"In the days to come, I shall enter seclusion until I step into the realm of the Primordial Chaos Emperor."
With these words, Eldrin glanced at the assembled crowd before continuing, "From now on, matters within the Immortal Alliance shall be entrusted to your care."
Hearing this, everyone nodded in agreement, a glimmer of delight flickering in their eyes.
Lyra smiled faintly and said, "Rest assured, with the family and the Immortal Alliance being what they are, I shall make all necessary arrangements."
Eldrin nodded and said no more.
He ventured directly into the primordial chaos, where he located 2 long-prepared Da Luo Nests (Cultivation Sanctuary).
These 2 Great Luo Nests were respectively of the fire and earth attributes, and they were also the final 2 Great Luo Nests required by Eldrin.
Eldrin immediately manifested his Chaos Indestructible True Body, beginning to ceaselessly draw upon the overwhelming primordial power of the Great Luo Nest.
With his current cultivation speed, it took him merely over 30 million years to completely refine the origin of the Fire Attribute Great Luo Nest.
Then another 30 million years passed, and he completely refined the Great Perfection Nest of the Earth attribute.
Thus, Eldrin had fully refined all 5 Great Luo Nests.
After refining 5 top-grade Great Luo Nests in succession, Eldrin felt the 5 elemental energies within him had reached their absolute peak, far surpassing the limits of what a Great Golden Immortal could contain.
At this moment, if Eldrin wished to break through, he could directly ascend to the realm of Primordial Chaos Emperor.
However, Eldrin (Person Name) possessed an exceptionally lofty spirit and naturally refused to break through so hastily.
He firmly suppressed his own cultivation base, then prepared to enter the Celestial Court. There, he intended to utilize the 3 Primordial Chaos Restricted Lands of Wind, Ice, and Thunder to achieve his final breakthrough in cultivation.
However, before parting, a faint sense of foreboding stirred within Eldrin’s heart, causing his brow to furrow slightly.
He calculated with his fingers for a moment, only to find the path ahead shrouded in obscurity, his own fortunes indecipherable, as if some indescribable force had veiled the heavenly secrets.
"This is..."
A heavy feeling settled in Eldrin’s heart. The Great Art of Yin-Yang and Celestial Bodies he cultivated was a True Spirit divine ability—a supreme art of unparalleled profundity. Yet even such a formidable power could not unveil the omens of fortune or calamity awaiting him. The implications of this were truly terrifying.
Because a supreme expert skilled in the Way of Heavenly Secrets had directly obscured the celestial machinations, and likely even manipulated his decisions through a series of seemingly coincidental events in the unseen realms.
With this thought, a sense of foreboding suddenly arose in Eldrin's heart.
Thus, with his mind unsettled, Eldrin summoned Lyra and the others, his expression grave as he said, "On this journey to the Primal Immortal Realm, I have an ominous premonition, faint yet unsettling."
"Remember, whether I return or not, you must not come looking for me."
Lyra’s heart trembled, and she couldn’t help but murmur, “Could it be… that unforeseen changes await us on this journey?”
Eldrin shook his head, confiding some of his speculations to Lyra before solemnly instructing, "Should any incident occur, hold your ground within the Primordial Unity Dao Domain. If the situation becomes untenable, seek refuge in the Celestial Court."
"Remember, never recklessly attempt the impossible."
Hearing this, everyone's faces involuntarily paled slightly.
Seraphina Qu (Person Name) took a deep breath and couldn't help but remark, "Any being capable of obscuring the heavenly secrets, to the extent of making it difficult even for you to deduce, must be at least a Demi-Saint, if not a Celestial Emperor-level powerhouse."
"If all else fails, you should stay in the Guixu Dao Domain and not rush to break through your cultivation. We must consider everything carefully."
"Yes." Yan Ziji spoke up, unable to hold back from saying, "Why not bide your time first? It wouldn't be too late to emerge after the Sacrificial Daoism reaches perfection."
"It's useless."
Eldrin shook his head and spoke calmly, "Since I am their target, they will not relent simply because I choose to lie low."
"Moreover, without sufficient strength, all schemes are merely castles in the air."
"If I were them, I wouldn't wait until the day my Sacrificial Dao reaches perfection either."
Hearing this, everyone felt a slight tremor in their hearts, their faces involuntarily paling.
Seeing this, Eldrin spoke up, "You needn't worry too much. Our 2 great Immortal Saints of the human race will not stand idly by."
"Should it truly come to that, there may yet be a glimmer of hope."
Lyra let out a soft sigh upon hearing this. "I shall personally visit the Primordial Divine Court," she said, "and request my 2 elder brothers to lend their assistance."
Eldrin nodded slightly, offering no further words.
After a moment of contemplation, he produced a mass of shadowy netherblood and declared, "This blood of the Dark Mystic Emperor's heir can help Ye Yinghui break the curse of the Eternal Samsara."
"I had intended to make my move and help Yinghui unravel the Eternal Curse only after I broke through to the rank of Primordial Emperor."
"With the future now uncertain, I must help her break the curse ahead of time."
"However, this way I can only weaken the curse's power by 90 percent. Whether he ultimately comprehends the Eternal Calamity Curse still depends on his own destiny."
As the words faded, Eldrin took out an ancient Soul-Nourishing Jade and channeled his magic power to manifest the lingering soul swirling within it.
Yet, Ye Yinghui’s soul was faint and fragmented, ensnared by a shadowy curse that plunged her into an eternal slumber from which she could not awaken.
Witnessing this, Eldrin unleashed his awe-inspiring cultivation, channeling the Great Yin-Yang Cosmos Dao with heaven-defying primordial power.
In that fleeting moment, the drop of Netherblood completely dissipated into nothingness, transforming into an indescribable, monumental force that pierced through the void and penetrated the very power of the 6 Paths of Reincarnation.
This force surged into Ye Yinghui's remnant soul, weakening the soul-corrupting curse by over 90 percent.
Even so, the Heavenly Emperor's curse remained terrifyingly potent. Ye Xuanhui remained deep in slumber, unable to awaken.
Eldrin could only heave a faint sigh. He summoned Lu Chong'a and solemnly handed him the ancient soul-nurturing jade containing Ye Yinghui's spiritual essence. With a grave expression, he cautioned, "Her soul is exceedingly fragile."
"If I were to unleash my full power, it would inevitably damage his primordial spirit."
"Now, only the most crucial 10 percent of the Cycle Curse remains. Whether she can transcend the Eternal Tribulation depends entirely on her destiny."
Upon hearing this, Lu Chong’a fell into a contemplative silence.
He rose to his feet and prostrated himself, his voice choked with emotion as he spoke, "Thank you, Master, for intervening. This disciple will surely take good care of Junior Sister Yinghui."
Eldrin said no more, waving his hand to signal Lu Chong'a to withdraw.
After he had departed, Eldrin looked at his several Dao Companions beside him and offered 1 final reminder: "Once I set foot into the Primordial Chaos Realm, even the Chaos Heavenly Emperor would find it exceedingly difficult to destroy me."
"No matter what happens on this journey, you must remember not to act impulsively."
"Preserve your life to cultivate diligently. When your cultivation grows powerful, there may yet be a chance for reversal."
With those words, Eldrin spoke no more, decisively tearing through the chaos before vanishing into the endless void.
Flying straight to the Primordial Immortal Realm, Eldrin immediately sought out the Grand Chill Ancestral Court.
After so many years, Eldrin (Person Name) had once again arrived at the Grand Ancestral Court of Extreme Cold, yet his status and position could no longer be compared to what they had been in the past.
Previously, whenever Eldrin arrived at the Grand Chill Ancestral Court, it had always been the disciples under the command of the Grand Chill Emperor who received him.
And this time, the 1 who received Eldrin was none other than the Great Cold Emperor himself.
"Eldrin, it has been a while."
Taihan Emperor was clad in a plain white robe, her figure graceful and slender, with a bearing of unparalleled elegance.
She studied Eldrin carefully, her eyes shimmering with a fluid light, and could not help but smile. "To think you’re already advancing toward the realm of the Primordial Chaos Emperor so soon."
"In just 30 kalpas, you have achieved such greatness, and your foundation is so remarkably solid—truly, you stand as the foremost throughout all ages."
Eldrin was momentarily taken aback, then shook his head with a wry smile. "The Violet Thearch attained Great Perfection of the Primordial Chaos Realm in merely 8,000,000 years. I pale in comparison to such a feat—I hardly deserve to be called the foremost."
Purple Thearch?
Lord Taihan was momentarily taken aback, then chuckled softly. "From a mere mortal to a perfected Primordial Unity Emperor in just 8,000,000 years—and you actually believe such a tale?"
Eldrin (Person Name) stared in utter bewilderment, exclaiming with unconcealed astonishment, "Could this be a deception?"
He was originally a supreme powerhouse; the 8,000,000 years were merely spent rebuilding and restoring his cultivation.
The Great Cold Sovereign shook his head and spoke calmly, "Did you truly believe that 1 born bearing the Chaos Cauldron could possibly be a mere mortal?"
"This..."
Eldrin (Person Name) froze momentarily before comprehension dawned.
Indeed, how could 1 who was born embracing the Chaos Cauldron truly be nothing but a mere mortal?
Yet, cultivating to the Great Perfection of the Primordial Chaos Emperor in just 8,000,000 years seemed nothing short of miraculous.
If, on the other hand, 1 were to consider this: an ultimate powerhouse of antiquity was once grievously wounded by an indescribably formidable being with a single strike, then fell into an eternal slumber while clutching the Chaos Cauldron.
After his revival, he began cultivating anew and reached the Great Perfection of the Primordial Chaos Emperor Realm in just a few million years. This seemed to be the most plausible explanation.
In the eyes of countless powerhouses across the 3 1000 Immortal Domains, Lord Violet Immortal was widely believed to be the reincarnation of an immortal sage from the primordial Primal Chaos Realm, and quite possibly the very Primal Chaos Dao Ancestor himself.
Because the reason the Primordial Realm of Immortals fell back then was precisely that news of the Chaos Cauldron had been leaked.
The paramount powerhouse of the Primordial Immortal Realm, managing to preserve a sliver of vitality through the Chaos Cauldron—this seemed a far more plausible explanation.
"So that's how it is."
Eldrin nodded, then turned his gaze toward the Great Cold Divine Lord and asked, "Since she is the reincarnation of a supreme powerhouse, why did the Violet Immortal Lord of antiquity fall?"
The Great Cold Emperor shook his head, his expression abruptly shifting to 1 of profound trepidation as he said, "When the Violet Immortal Lord attempted his breakthrough to the Primordial Chaos Immortal Saint realm, the celestial phenomena pierced through the very River of Time itself."
"We all believed that with the Chaos Cauldron in his possession, he was destined to successfully break through. Yet for some unknown reason, the Violet Immortal Lord vanished completely at the final moment."
Some claimed he had failed in his breakthrough, others said he was slain by a joint assault of the Heavenly Emperors, while a few insisted he perished during the Great Tribulation of Emperor Ascension.
At this point, the Great Cold Emperor shook his head and finally remarked with some puzzlement, "Yet I sense that he seemed to vanish into thin air, disappearing from this ancient history."
"This remains an unsolved mystery, 1 that even the various Heavenly Emperors would never speak of."
Upon hearing this, Eldrin (Person Name) understood that he would likely never uncover this secret.
He suppressed the thoughts in his mind and then brought up the purpose of his visit, saying, "I have come to request the use of Your Majesty’s Forbidden Abyssal Frostland."
The Great Cold Emperor had long anticipated this. He led Eldrin (Person Name) into a realm brimming with glacial abysses, then spoke calmly.
"The Primordial Immortal Realm boasts 10 great ice-attributed Dao sanctums. My Forbidden Abyss of Frost ranks third among them—a supreme-grade Primordial Chaos Dao Field, more than sufficient for you to complete your cultivation."
Eldrin nodded slightly, having long heard of this Forbidden Land of the Frigid Abyss.
Lord Taihan, a seasoned Great Emperor of the human race, had cultivated his power to the seventh level of the Primordial Chaos Realm. His strength ranked among the top 20 of all human Great Emperors.
Such a figure, who also wielded partial authority over the Primal Immortal Realm, naturally possessed overwhelmingly formidable power.
And within this Forbidden Land of the Frigid Abyss, even the Emperor of Extreme Cold showed no fear toward the Great Emperor—such was the staggering depth of the Forbidden Land of the Frigid Abyss’s foundations.
"My thanks to you, Eldrin."
Eldrin expressed his gratitude once more, then stepped into the Forbidden Abyss of Frozen Depths.
This Abyssal Chasm of Frozen Depths was an exceedingly terrifying abyss, its interior filled with the ultimate Yin and extreme cold of Eternal Frostwater.
The instant Eldrin stepped inside, he felt an endless surge of Frost Soul energy assail him, freezing both his physical body and spiritual soul to the verge of complete solidification.
Fortunately, the Chaos Indestructible Body was truly extraordinary. Eldrin directly activated the Path of Self-Refinement, using the Primordial Vessel to draw himself into it before channeling massive quantities of Frostsoul Water to merge with his physical form.
"It truly is a Root Origin Treasure."
High above the firmament, the Great Cold Emperor’s gaze subtly sharpened as he witnessed this scene.
The Root Treasure Artifact is immensely powerful, a fundamental treasure that embodies the Great Dao. Generally, 1 must at least reach the Eighth Level of the Primordial Chaos Emperor to cultivate it.
Her cultivation as the Grand Monarch of Extreme Cold had remained stagnant at the seventh level of the Chaos Origin Monarch Realm for many years, all because she had yet to forge her Primordial Divine Artifact.
"Master 9 Great Dao Divine Chains, and you shall step into the seventh layer of the Primordial Chaos Emperor."
By refining a single Primordial Artifact and fusing 9 Great Dao Divine Chains within it, 1 may step into the Eighth Heaven of the Primordial Chaos Emperor.
By harnessing the power of the Primordial Artifact and fully merging the 9 Great Dao Divine Chains into a singular Divine Form of the Great Dao, 1 may ascend to become a Great Emperor.
The Grandcold Emperor spoke slowly, a faint trace of envy flickering in his gaze.
As a supreme being who commanded the Great Dao, the Chaos Celestial Emperor’s cultivation relied not on external aids, nor did he require a Chaos Spiritual Treasure to commune with the Dao.
For experts at this realm, they could directly refine the Chaos Dao and integrate it into their Root Treasures, transforming it into a power completely under their control.
It was precisely for this reason that to the Chaos Celestial Emperor, the Root Origin Artifact was the true foundation of his cultivation. His innate Chaos Spiritual Treasures were ultimately external aids, serving merely as means to safeguard his path.
"Only by forging a Root Origin Artifact can 1 hope to step into the realm of the Chaos Heavenly Emperor."
"I have sought in vain for a solid foundation, yet he had already mastered it long ago."
The Heart of the Great Cold Emperor flickered with incessant thoughts as he witnessed Eldrin accelerating his absorption and refinement of the glacial qi. The power of the Primordial Treasure grew increasingly flawless and consummate.
As time flowed on, until at a certain moment, the Abyssal Return Furnace gradually diminished in size and merged into Eldrin's body.
And Eldrin slowly opened his eyes, a trace of delight shimmering within their depths.
How about it?
The Great Cold Sovereign spoke, a trace of curiosity coloring his inquiry.
Eldrin smiled faintly and said calmly, "The Frost Essence Tempering has significantly strengthened my physical body and fully replenished my innate ice-attribute origin power."
Speaking thus, Eldrin produced a wisp of Primordial Genesis Qi and handed it to the Great Cold Emperor, saying, "Consider this my compensation."
The Grandcold Emperor did not reach for it. Instead, he spoke calmly, "For those at the late stage of the Primordial Chaos Realm, 1 or 2 strands of Primordial Genesis Qi are hardly indispensable."
"I wish to change my request. Would you be willing to agree?"
Eldrin (Person Name) paused briefly before inquiring, "Your Majesty, please speak."
The Grandfrost Sovereign gave a slight nod before speaking, "I want you to master the method of forging a Primordial Artifact."
"The Method of the Root Origin Treasure?"
Eldrin's gaze flickered faintly, then he decisively handed the cultivation method to Emperor Taihan.
Tri-Source Primordial Void Cyclic Revolving True Spirit Mystic Art
The moment he laid eyes on this scripture, Emperor Taihan could not help but be struck by astonishment.
Eldrin nodded and said, "This Root Origin Artifact was created by chance while I was cultivating to attain True Spirit Magical Power."
"This..."
The Great Cold Sovereign let out a bitter smile. The foundational artifact cultivation method that had plagued him for hundreds of thousands of cosmic kalpas turned out to have been originally created by Eldrin merely to refine his magical power.
At this thought, the Eldrin Emperor sighed and said, "Your talent and brilliance far surpass ours, likely even exceeding that of the Taishi Dao Ancestor by a vast margin."
At this point, the Eldrin Emperor shook his head and solemnly put away the Tri-Source Void-Cycling Reincarnation True Spirit Mystic Art.
Seeing this, Eldrin couldn't help but remark, "Senior, when it comes to this Primordial Artifact of Cultivation, it seems what's difficult for some becomes effortless for others."
(End of Chapter)
Chapter 1 The biting mountain wind whipped across the cliffside, carrying with it the scent of pine and damp earth. Lin Chen gritted his teeth, his knuckles white as he gripped the rough stone ledge. Below him, a sea of clouds churned, obscuring the treacherous depths of the ravine. He had been climbing for what felt like an eternity, his body pushed to its absolute limit. His mind drifted back to the events of 3 days prior—the humiliating defeat at the hands of his arrogant cousin in the clan's annual sparring tournament, the mocking laughter that had echoed through the training grounds, the cold dismissal in his uncle's eyes. That single, crushing loss had cost him his monthly allocation of 1,000 spirit stones and, more painfully, any remaining shred of respect within the Lin Family. "Refining the first layer of the Primal Chaos Genesis Mantra is proving far more difficult than the scrolls suggested," he muttered to himself, his breath forming faint plumes in the chill air. The spiritual energy within his dantian felt like a stagnant pond, refusing to circulate according to the esoteric pathways described by the technique. He had been stuck at the peak of the Body Tempering stage for nearly a year, a seemingly insurmountable barrier separating him from the coveted Qi Condensation realm. Suddenly, a faint, almost imperceptible glimmer of light caught his eye, emanating from a narrow fissure in the cliff face a dozen or so feet to his left. Curiosity, a dangerous impulse when clinging to a vertical rock face, warred with his ingrained caution. With a weary sigh, he began the painstaking lateral traverse, his fingers searching for minuscule holds in the weathered granite. After what felt like an age, he reached the fissure. It was just wide enough for him to squeeze through. Inside, he found a small, secluded cave, hidden from view for who knows how many centuries. The air within was still and carried a faint, metallic tang. And there, in the center of the cavern, resting upon a natural stone pedestal, was a sword. It was not ornate. Its scabbard was made of a dark, unidentifiable wood, worn smooth with immense age. The hilt was simple, wrapped in faded black leather. Yet, an aura of profound antiquity and latent power radiated from it, causing the very air to hum. Hesitantly, Lin Chen reached out and wrapped his fingers around the hilt. A shockwave of ice-cold energy shot up his arm, momentarily paralyzing him. Visions flashed before his eyes—a starry sky being torn asunder, a titanic battle between figures whose mere presence warped reality, a sense of profound, eternal loneliness. As quickly as it came, the vision vanished. The sword felt... calm. Docile, even. He drew the blade. It was a dull grey, the color of unpolished steel, yet it seemed to drink the faint light in the cave. Etched near the base of the blade were 4 small, archaic characters. Lin Chen's breath hitched. He recognized the script from the oldest, most forbidden texts in the clan's library. "Li Fire Sword of the Returning Abyss," he whispered, the name feeling both alien and strangely familiar on his tongue. As the name left his lips, the sword pulsed with a warm, gentle heat, and a stream of pure, incredibly dense spiritual energy flowed from the hilt into his palm, coursing up his arm and flooding his meridians. The stagnant energy in his dantian suddenly stirred, swirling violently as if awakened by a thunderclap. The bottleneck that had plagued him for a year shattered. A wave of power, raw and untamed, erupted from his core, washing away his fatigue and filling every fiber of his being with newfound strength. The grime and sweat coating his skin was expelled in a grey mist, leaving his complexion clear and radiant. He had broken through. He was now a cultivator of the First Layer of Qi Condensation. A slow smile spread across Lin Chen's face, but it did not reach his eyes, which now held a glint as sharp and cold as the sword in his hand. He looked back in the direction of the Lin Family compound, now hidden far below the clouds. "The annual allocation of spirit stones... the ridicule..." he murmured, his voice low and steady. "It's all so trivial now." He sheathed the Li Fire Sword of the Returning Abyss, the weapon settling against his back with a comforting, familiar weight it shouldn't yet possess. The path ahead was still long and fraught with peril, involving countless trials, heavenly tribulations, and struggles against both man and fate. But in this hidden cave, at this precise moment, a new journey had just begun. "Let's go back," he said to the silent cave, his words a vow. "It's time for some... recalculations."