Chapter 2024 : Spiritstream Emperor

Chapter 2025 After regaining consciousness, the appearance of this Desolate Emperor had completely transformed—revealing herself to be a woman of peerless elegance and breathtaking beauty.

She looked at Eldrin, and all the events leading up to this moment came rushing back to her. Overwhelmed with emotion, she immediately dropped to her knees and kowtowed, saying, "Thank you, my benefactor. I shall forever bear in mind your life-saving grace."

"There's no need for such formality."

Eldrin (Person Name) smiled faintly before speaking, "My Daoist title is Guixu, and I currently reign as the Lord of the Great Barren Realm. You may address me as Daoist Guixu."

I dare not.

The Exquisite Imperial Sovereign spoke with a solemn expression, "My humble self bears the Daoist title Lingxi. You may simply address me as Lingxi."

Eldrin (Person Name) gave a slight nod, his gaze shifting to the Spirit Stream Emperor before he finally spoke. "How is your injury?"

Spiritstream Emperor pondered slightly before letting out a bitter chuckle moments later. "The Human Soul is missing over half, while the Heaven and Earth Souls have each lost 30 percent."

"Recovering from such a soul injury is exceptionally arduous. Without a soul-healing medicine of the Primordial Chaos level, it would likely take hundreds of cosmic kalpas to restore."

"Your grace in restoring my spirit is a debt I can never repay. To speak of mere service is..." Empress Lingxi's words trailed off as her gaze lingered on Eldrin's face. Finally, she murmured, "There is nothing I would refuse you."

"She's a clever woman."

Leaving the Great Desolate Ancient Realm, Eldrin sensed the profound and vigorous primordial yin energy circulating within his body.

"What incredibly pure Primordial Yin energy."

Just as countless thoughts raced through Spirit Creek Emperor’s mind, Eldrin’s voice reached him.

He rose to his feet, tossing her several Soul-Restoring Elixirs(Pills), and spoke calmly, "Recover your wounds here for now. Henceforth, you shall guard the Great Barren Divine Palace(Divine Temple) in my stead."

"Why is this happening?"

But facing a figure like Eldrin, she couldn't help but feel dazzled. Coupled with the unique circumstances of surviving a catastrophe and owing him her life, it was inevitable that her heart would stir.

Unfortunately, the Book of Human Souls had already been refined by Eldrin (Person Name) and was now under the protection of the Heavenly Dao's will. Emperor Lingxi simply couldn't take it away.

Yet 1 had to admit, the decisiveness and directness with which she had seized the opportunity revealed a temperament far beyond ordinary people—something even most women could hardly achieve.

A man would find it hard to refuse an offer like that of Lord Lingxi—1 made without any demands and free from the slightest pressure.

At this rate, Eldrin might break through to the third level of the Primordial Chaos Emperor within the next 5 kalpas.

Even the quasi-divine emperor at the Sub-sage Realm from the primordial lands of the Great Desolation in ancient times failed to win her favor.

"Today you have received my grace, henceforth you must heed my commands."

Lingxi.

Throughout the entire Great Barren Ancient Realm, the only treasure that could ever make Emperor Lingxi betray him was the Tome of Human Souls.

Eldrin’s thoughts flickered. This time, he had left Emperor Lingxi to guard the Great Wilderness Divine Palace while he once again ventured alone into the Chaotic Abyssal Sea.

But this time, after purifying the Emperor's primordial spirit, Eldrin discovered his pupils were utterly unfocused, with only a faint wisp of spiritual awareness remaining.

At this thought, Eldrin spoke frankly: "To be perfectly honest, I restored your consciousness not without my own motives."

The Emperor spoke, expressing his gratitude with the final wisp of his primordial spirit’s power, then voluntarily dissolved his own divine soul.

"Your Majesty, please wait."

She stepped forward slowly, her silk skirts pooling gracefully around her feet. "Your Excellency need not trouble yourself with concerns. To serve you today is an honor beyond repayment—this unworthy 1 can only offer herself in devotion."

Eldrin (Person Name) chuckled faintly. Though the Primordial Emperor was no ordinary mortal, this approach was rather blunt.

Just as Eldrin was about to depart, Emperor Lingxi abruptly seized his arm.

This time, Eldrin once again defied the numerous Chaos Wasteland Emperors, forcibly retrieving a mid-stage Primordial Emperor from the depths of the Chaotic Wasteland Sea.

The clever Empress Lingxi understood at a single glance that he had no such intentions, yet as a peerless empress of her generation, she knew men all too well.

"He is merely at the early stage of the Primordial Chaos Emperor, yet he can contend against the Daylight Extinction Emperor without defeat, and even rescued me from the Abyss of Confounded Torment. Could this be my destined 1?"

"Many thanks."

Upon returning to the Great Barren Ancient Realm, Eldrin once again utilized the power of the Book of Human Souls to expel the desolate energy for him.

Eldrin gave a slight nod. As long as his consciousness had been restored, these injuries would heal with rest and no longer posed a serious issue.

Not to mention, she was also a peerless Empress of her generation, 1 of the 3 legendary Immortal Maidens of the Primordial Wilderness Domain in ancient times, renowned as the foremost beauty across the starry skies.

And in the primordial expanse of the Great Wilderness, she was revered as the most untouchable pearl among the stars—sublime and forever beyond reach.

Without the Soul Tome to dispel the power of desolation, no 1 could leave the Great Barren Ancient Realm. Only if the Lingxi Emperor had nothing better to do would he ever betray him.

Little did they know, the thoughts in the heart of Spiritstream Empress were entirely different.

To get back on track, after leaving the Great Desolate Ancient Realm, Eldrin once again arrived amidst the Myriad Star Archipelago.

Yet prior to this, Eldrin estimated that even with continuously refining Chaos Godliquid, it would likely take him a dozen or so kalpas to achieve a breakthrough.

At this thought, a trace of helplessness surfaced on Eldrin's face.

The primordial Yin energy of a peerless Emperor's first union allowed Eldrin (Person Name) to advance his cultivation at astonishing speed. Not only did his soul cultivation break through to the second level of the Primordial Chaos Emperor, but both his magical power and physical body also achieved significant enhancement.

As a peerless empress who had mastered the True Spirit Dao, her standards had always been exceedingly high. Even the pursuits of late-stage Primordial Chaos Emperors had failed to earn her regard in the past.

Though they had not known each other for long, Eldrin harbored no fear over whether the Spirit Creek Emperor might harbor duplicitous intentions.

Watching the sovereign lord initiate his own soul dissolution, Eldrin spoke with a trace of confusion in his voice.

Beside them, the Eldrin Emperor observed this scene and remarked thoughtfully, "He never established a True Spiritual Root (Spiritual Root) foundation, and after enduring such prolonged erosion, his human soul has long been reduced to a flickering ember."

Eldrin frowned slightly upon hearing this, finally understanding the whole story.

Without a True Spiritual Root foundation, the human soul possesses extremely poor resistance to the power of desolation. Even if 1 cultivates to the mid-stage of the Primordial Chaos Emperor, their primordial spirit would still be eroded into a wretched and broken state.

Once the True Spiritual Root (Spiritual Root) Foundation is fully cultivated, its power becomes capable of shielding the human soul in its entirety.

It was precisely for this reason that when the 3 great mid-stage Emperor-level existences—the Trident Wild Emperor, the Savage Bull Wild Emperor, and the Sword Profound Wild Emperor—were struck by the Soul Tome of Mortal Essence (Magic Treasure), their reactions differed drastically.

The Trident Desolate Emperor and the Savage Bull Desolate Emperor instantly lost all ability to resist, yet the Sword Profound Desolate Emperor managed to escape directly.

From this, it was evident that the Sword Profound Desolate Emperor was under the protection of the True Spirit Great Dao. The integrity of his human soul must have far surpassed that of the Trident Desolate Emperor and the Barbarian Bull Desolate Emperor, allowing him to withstand the Human Soul Book and escape.

At this thought, Eldrin sighed softly and said, "I had originally hoped to rescue these Desolate Emperors and guide them toward enlightenment to strengthen the power of the Primordial Desolate Domain."

"Even the prospect of joining me to slaughter our way back to the 7 Domains of Southern Abyss and avenging our defeat at the Chaotic Desolate Sea now appears unattainable."

"An Emperor capable of restoring a True Spiritual Root (Spiritual Root) foundation has already achieved a feat that defies the heavens."

Spiritstream Emperor nestled in his embrace, then said with a smile, "Moreover, dissipating 1’s primordial spirit does not mean complete annihilation. With the cultivation level of a Primordial Unity Emperor, it would take roughly 10 1000 cosmic kalpas to recover."

10 1000 kalpas.

Eldrin shook his head. 10 1000 cosmic kalpas from now, even if these Primordial Chaos Emperors were to awaken, they would likely be of little help to him.

At this thought, Eldrin spoke: "It seems the only ones truly fit for my use are those prodigies with True Spiritual Root foundations."

True Spirit Sovereign.

Lord Lingxi’s brow furrowed slightly. After a moment of contemplation, he said, “Among the 3 forbidden realms, aside from those 4 late-stage Chaos Unity Emperors...”

"True Spiritual Roots (Spiritual Root) are exceedingly rare, with only 3 individuals including myself."

The other 2 individuals were the Dragon-Turtle Desolate Emperor and that renowned Sword Sovereign of yesteryears.

Eldrin nodded slightly. As for that Sword Xuan Emperor, he had crossed blades with him long ago. The Sword Xuan Emperor possessed truly formidable combat prowess—Eldrin believed he at least bore the makings of an Imperial Sovereign.

Had it not been for the great calamity back then, he would likely have long since cultivated to the Great Emperor Realm.

As for the Dragon-Turtle Desolate Emperor, he was rumored to be an immensely powerful Chaos Fiendgod—something Eldrin truly knew little about.

Seeing this, Lord Lingxi said with a smile, "Among the 3 of us, Lord Jianxuan forged a foundation with 3 True Spiritual Roots (Spiritual Root), making him the foremost prodigy of the Primordial Desolate Domain in his time."

"This humble 1 is slightly inferior, having established only 2 foundations of the True Spiritual Root (Spiritual Root): the Great Dao of True Spirit and the Body of True Spirit."

"As for the Dragon-Turtle Desolate Emperor, his physical aptitude is truly extraordinary. He follows the path of physical sanctification, and his defensive capabilities rank first among the 3 of us."

At this point, Empress Lingxi spoke up, "I believe it would be wise to first seek an opportunity to restore the mental faculties of Sword Xuan Emperor and Dragon-Turtle Wasteland Emperor."

"When the time comes, with the combined strength of the 3 of us, along with the Divine Monarch's methods, we might be able to suppress that Annihilating Dawn Monarch."

Upon hearing this, Eldrin fell into deep contemplation.

Among the 3 Great Emperors, Empress Lingxi stood second only to the Daybreak Emperor. Her cultivation had reached the sixth level of the Primordial Chaos Emperor realm, placing her combat prowess at an almost invincible level among mid-stage Primordial Chaos Emperors.

At that time, he was only able to suppress it by relying on his own defensive capabilities, combined with the power of the Li Fire Sword of the Returning Abyss.

If 1 were to set aside defense and the Abyssal Pearl, the methods of Spirit Creek Emperor were not much superior to his own.

The Dragon-Turtle Emperor's cultivation had also reached the sixth level of the Primordial Chaos Emperor Realm. His combat prowess was nearly on par with that of the Brook-Spirit Emperor, while his defensive capabilities were exceptionally formidable.

Sword Xuan Emperor's combat prowess was exceptionally formidable. Though his cultivation was only at the fifth level of Primordial Chaos Emperor Realm, his techniques surpassed even those of Lingxi Emperor by a narrow margin.

If they could gain the assistance of 3 individuals, it would be almost equivalent to possessing 3 invincible combatants at the mid-stage of the Primordial Chaos Emperor realm. With such power, there truly might be a chance to suppress Emperor Diurnal Extinction.

And once they could restore the Day-Extinguishing Emperor to his senses, they would have the means to deal with the other 2 forbidden lands of the barren domains.

At this thought, Eldrin spoke, "Then I shall first head to the Abyssal Sword Ancient Realm and the Desolate Ancient Land to see if I can rescue them."

"Those 2 barren domains are extremely perilous. I shall accompany you."

Spiritstream Emperor was somewhat concerned and instinctively grasped his hand, saying.

Eldrin shook his head and spoke calmly, "There's no need for concern. With my innate supreme treasure protecting me, I stand in an invincible position from the very start."

After settling the matters concerning the Spirit Creek Emperor, Eldrin (Person Name) replenished his magic power before departing the Great Barren Ancient Realm once more, arriving amidst the Chaotic Desolate Sea.

After traversing several desolate paths, Eldrin arrived beyond the Ancient Barren Continent.

"Is this the Barren Ancient Continent?"

Gazing upon the barren ancient continent before him, a trace of solemnity flickered across Eldrin’s brow, his expression tightening imperceptibly.

This desolate ancient continent was constructed through the joint efforts of several 1000 Chaos Godfiends from the primordial Chaos Sea surrounding the Great Desolate Primordial Domain.

It was forged by merging dozens of Primordial Chaos Domains and even thousands of Great Luo Chaos Nests, forming an immensely vast ancient continent.

The original purpose of constructing the Barren Ancient Continent was to resist the power of desolation, yet in the end, it still failed.

This ancient continent was so vast and magnificent, harboring far more Chaos Demons than the 10-1000 Star Archipelago. Within its depths, the number of Great Luo Primal Tribes even exceeded 8,000.

There were as many as 30-3 mighty figures at the level of Primordial Chaos Emperor.

Unlike the scattered Myriad Star Islands, the Desolate Ancient Continent was densely populated with powerful beings. If Eldrin were to take action, it would undoubtedly alert all the Chaos Barbarian Tribes.

"To avoid being suppressed by these Wild Tribes joining forces, I have only 1 chance to strike and must end this swiftly."

Eldrin’s thoughts flickered briefly before he shrouded himself in chaotic mists, slipping silently into the desolate ancient continent.

Arriving at the Desolate Ancient Continent, Eldrin followed the intelligence to seek out the dwelling place of the Dragon-Turtle Desolate Emperor. Deep within the barren expanse of the ancient land, he finally located the legendary sovereign.

There, upon the vast expanse of the ancient continent, rested a colossal dragon-headed tortoise, its form even more immense than the celestial realm itself.

It lay in slumber here, its mere presence stirring a maelstrom of primordial chaos with the baleful energy radiating from its form. Not even the Desolate Tribes of the Great Luo Realm dared approach its vicinity, which ultimately granted Eldrin the opportunity to slip through undetected.

He advanced all the way toward the dragon-headed giant tortoise, finally halting at a distance of several dozen paces away. Gazing at the colossal creature, he fell into deep contemplation.

Legend has it that the Dragon-Turtle Desolate Emperor possessed peerless defensive capabilities, capable of withstanding even the assaults of a Seventh-Level Chaos Origin Emperor without sustaining significant injury.

"With my current conventional methods, dealing with the Dragon-Turtle Desolate Emperor would likely prove of little use."

"To subdue it, I must harness the power of a Primordial Chaos Treasure. It seems only the Abyssal Pearl of the Returning Void will suffice."

Eldrin murmured softly, "Back when we suppressed the Spirit Creek Emperor, I had to summon the Li Fire Sword of the Returning Abyss to succeed."

Now Eldrin had no intention of wasting time and immediately summoned the Li Fire Pearl of the Returning Abyss.

In that fleeting moment, a light that blotted out the heavens and earth surged upward, and the colossal Li Fire Sword of the Returning Abyss manifested within the desolate ancient continent.

"Argh—"

The Dragon-Turtle Desolate Emperor struggled with all its might, desperate to break free from beneath the hastily deployed Returning Abyss Pearl.

Alas, the power contained within the Abyssal Pearl was truly staggering. Even though Eldrin could only wield 30 percent of its might, it was enough to confront a Seventh-Level Chaos Origin Emperor head-on, let alone suppress the Dragon-Turtle Desolate Emperor with ease.

As the Abyssal Pearl continued to unleash its power, the Dragon-Turtle Desolate Emperor gradually shrank until it was ultimately drawn into and sealed within the Abyssal Pearl.

Boom—

Meanwhile, the power unleashed by the Abyssal Pearl finally stirred the entire Barren Ancient Continent.

In an instant, the vast desolate ancient continent trembled violently as 1 after another Desolate Emperors descended with overwhelming might, seeking to suppress Eldrin (Person Name).

The leader, in particular, rode upon a Chaos God-Piercer, unleashing a dreadful divine power that clashed directly with the Abyssal Pearl.

Go—

Without the slightest hesitation, Eldrin instantly activated the Void Pearl to tear through space and returned to the Great Desolate Ancient Realm.

Even now, as Eldrin recalled that single strike from the assailant, a faint frown still creased between his brows.

Immortal Desolate Emperor

Eldrin murmured softly, recalling the origins of that Immortal Desolate Emperor.

The Immortal Desolate Emperor was the mightiest among the countless Chaos Fiends beyond the Primordial Desolate Domain in ancient times.

Its true form was a Holy Spirit born from an indestructible Immortal Gold Vein, with physical combat prowess and potential hailed as peerless under the heavens.

Legend has it that the primordial Great Wilderness Body Refinement Art was co-created by none other than the Immortal Wasteland Emperor himself.

It is said that the Immortal Desolate Emperor possessed formidable combat prowess, having once fought against an eighth-level Chaos Origin Emperor while at the seventh level of Chaos Origin Emperor cultivation, yet remained undefeated.

"A peerless expert from the Fleshly Body Sanctification lineage—no wonder he could face even 30 percent of the Abyssal Pearl’s power without the slightest fear."

"If I could make use of him and then consume a Great Barren Sacred Fruit to break through my cultivation, he would undoubtedly become a tremendous asset when I return to conquer the 7 Domains of the Southern Abyss."

Eldrin's thoughts drifted for a moment, but he swiftly reined them back in.

At this moment, Spirit Creek Emperor had been waiting for a long while. Upon seeing Eldrin (Person Name), he couldn't refrain from asking, "How did it go?"

"Nothing serious."

Eldrin (Person Name) spoke with a light chuckle, "At long last, I've fulfilled my wish and brought back the Dragon-Turtle Desolate Emperor."

With these words, Eldrin summoned the Dragon-Turtle Desolate Emperor, then activated the power of his Authority over the Great Dao to suppress it.

Although the Dragon-Turtle Desolate Emperor was immensely powerful, he ultimately could not withstand the might of a true Great Emperor. In that very moment, he was completely suppressed, rendered utterly immobile.

Seeing this, Eldrin immediately activated the Book of Human Souls, continuously purifying the Dragon-Turtle Desolate Emperor's divine soul.

When the power of desolation had been completely cleansed, the Desolate Emperor of the Dragon-Turtle awoke from his befuddled state and immediately prostrated himself respectfully before Eldrin, saying, "I owe you a debt of gratitude for saving my life."

"There is no need for formalities."

Eldrin smiled faintly and revealed his intentions to the Dragon-Turtle Desolate Emperor before stating, "Would you be willing to heed my commands from this day forth?"

"Since it is the grace of deliverance, then it must naturally be repaid."

The Dragon-Turtle Emperor spoke, his expression grave as he stated, "However, there must be a time limit."

Eldrin (Person Name) nodded slightly. Compared to the Spirit Stream Emperor, this Dragon Turtle Emperor appeared far more prudent.

However, someone like the Dragon-Turtle Emperor represented the normal state of affairs. While the Spiritstream Emperor appeared to agree to everything, his true, deeper purpose was to obtain the man himself.

Or perhaps, it was because they saw his future potential—saving his life was merely 1 piece of the puzzle.

At this thought, Eldrin spoke up, "What about 10,000 kalpas?"

"Very well."

Dragon-Turtle Desolate Emperor nodded. For a Primordial Chaos Emperor, 10,000 kalpas were not long at all—this could already be considered exceedingly lenient.

Seeing this, Eldrin (Person Name) casually scattered a handful of healing elixirs and tossed them to the Dragon-Turtle Desolate Emperor (Person Name), saying, "Go restore your primordial spirit first. In a dozen or so days, I'll need you to fight on my behalf."

"Understood."

The Dragon-Turtle Sovereign nodded, then bowed deeply before hastily taking his leave.

After the Dragon-Turtle Desolate Emperor departed, Emperor Lingxi’s eyes flickered slightly as he shook his head and remarked, “I fear he does not realize what kind of figure he has missed the chance to follow.”

Eldrin remained utterly composed. Emperor Lingxi possessed impeccable judgment; having witnessed his methods, he knew with certainty that Eldrin would inevitably set foot in the Chaos Realm.

However, the Dragon-Turtle Ancient Emperor had only witnessed him activating the Abyssal Pearl of Returning to Ruin and had not seen his true capabilities, so it was only natural that he was unwilling to pledge allegiance.

After all, the Dragon-Turtle Desolate Emperor possessed the innate potential to break through to the late-stage Primordial Chaos Emperor Realm—it was not impossible for him to even ascend to the Great Emperor Realm.

Eldrin (Person Name) suppressed him using an innate supreme treasure, yet he likely lacked the potential of the Primordial Heavenly Emperor, making it difficult to move the Dragon-Turtle Desolate Emperor.

Eldrin paid this no mind. A Dragon-Turtle Desolate Emperor with only a single True Spiritual Root had far less potential than the Spirit Creek Emperor beside him.

In stark contrast, it was the Sword Profound Desolate Emperor with his Triple True Spiritual Root (Spiritual Root) foundation who truly caught his eye—a peerless prodigy worthy of being recruited as a divine general under his banner.

With this thought in mind, Eldrin spoke, "Stand guard for me. Once I restore my magic power, we shall seek out the Sword Profound Savage Emperor."

(End of Chapter)

Chapter 1 The biting mountain wind whipped across the cliffside, carrying with it the scent of pine and damp earth. Lin Feng tightened his coarse hemp robe, his breath misting in the chill air. 1 100 years had passed since he first arrived at the Verdant Peak Sect, yet his cultivation remained stagnant at the third layer of Qi Refining. "30-2 1000 spirit stones," he murmured, counting the meager savings in his worn pouch. It wasn't nearly enough to purchase even the lowest-grade Foundation Establishment Pill. The auction at the Grand Moon Pavilion would begin at dawn, and he had to secure that Earth Grade cultivation manual. Suddenly, a brilliant streak of azure light cut across the twilight sky—a flying sword carrying an elder in flowing blue robes. The Eldrin (Person Name) descended gracefully before the sect's main hall, his presence causing the surrounding spiritual energy to ripple. "Disciple Lin Feng pays respects to Elder Eldrin," Lin Feng bowed deeply, his voice steady despite the awe he felt. Elder Eldrin's eyes held the weight of countless years as they scanned Lin Feng. "Your determination is commendable, child. But the path of cultivation cares not for perseverance alone. The upcoming Heavenly Tribulation... few among our outer sect disciples will survive." A commotion erupted near the training grounds as a group of disciples gathered around a newly erected mission board. "The Shadow Wolf Valley requires 20-some Qi Refining disciples! Reward: 5 100 spirit stones each!" Lin Feng's fingers tightened around the hilt of his Li Fire Sword of the Returning Abyss (Magic Treasure). The blade hummed softly in response to his spiritual energy. This mission might be his only chance. "Brother Lin, you're not actually considering that suicide mission, are you?" A clear voice interrupted his thoughts. Su Lian (Person Name), her hair adorned with silver hairpins that tinkled like wind chimes, approached with concern in her phoenix-like eyes. "Over a 100 disciples have perished in that valley this month alone." Lin Feng met her gaze. "The path of immortality was never meant to be safe, Junior Sister. Some risks are worth taking for a chance to advance beyond Qi Refining." Her sigh carried the fragrance of plum blossoms. "At least take these healing pills with you." She pressed a jade vial into his hand containing nearly a 1000 High-Grade Recovery Pills. As night deepened, Lin Feng sat cross-legged in his humble abode, cycling his spiritual energy through the 12 Celestial Channels. The ancient cultivation method he'd discovered in the forbidden section of the library was both brutal and efficient. Golden light shimmered around him as he pushed toward the fourth layer, the spiritual energy in the room swirling into visible vortexes. Suddenly, a sharp pain shot through his dantian. His vision blurred as a mysterious symbol materialized in his consciousness—the legendary Mark of the Heavenly Dao, said to appear only in those destined to comprehend the Great Dao. When he opened his eyes again, dawn was breaking. The mission to Shadow Wolf Valley no longer seemed like a desperate gamble, but the first step on a path only he could walk.