Chapter 140 Sumeru's Light-Splitting Sword Art (Cultivation Art)

Today, he truly witnessed the life-saving methods of a Purple Mansion beast. Relying on his strength alone, he likely couldn’t have stopped the other from escaping.

However, this Xu Daoyuan (Person Name) truly lived up to being 1 of the youngest Heavenly Pride Purple Mansions in the Chu Kingdom (Location) over the past 100 years. With a single raised hand, he pointed forward and unleashed another divine ability, transforming into over a 1000 streaks of sword light that shot forth.

“Sumeru's Light-Splitting Sword Art (Cultivation Art)。”

This divine ability was known as the 'Sumeru's Light-Splitting Sword Art (Cultivation Art)'. It forged blades from the void of Sumeru itself. Legends spoke of a mighty Dao Lord who had cultivated it to its absolute pinnacle, capable of splitting light into hundreds of millions of sword rays.

This divine ability, being an extremely superior technique, is exceptionally difficult to cultivate, yet it possesses immense power and limitless applications.

When unleashed with the cultivation of a Dao Lord, it was as if the celestial river of the 9 Heavens transformed into an endless torrent of immortal swords, cascading down with overwhelming force. A single strike could crush formidable foes and reduce mountains and rivers spanning 1 100 1000 li to dust.

Xu Daoyuan lacked that level of cultivation and mastery of divine abilities, yet the moment he activated this technique, he still transformed into over a 1000 ethereal sword glows that enveloped the void. They shattered the 3 fox phantoms and even forced the concealed Cyanflame Fox into the open.

"Clang—"

At the same time, Eldrin and the old clan chief rushed over. Eldrin raised his hand and summoned the Li Fire Sword of the Returning Abyss, slashing forward.

The Cyanflame Fox, already grievously wounded by the 'Sumeru's Light-Splitting Sword Art (Cultivation Art)', had no means left to counter. It could only be forced to spit out its demon core in a desperate attempt to block Eldrin (Person Name).

Seizing the opportunity, the Old Clan Chief summoned the Crimson-Gold Banner of the 3 Treasures (Magic Treasure) and enveloped the Cyan-Flame Fox within it in 1 swift motion.

The Greenflame Fox Demon Core was suddenly severed from itself by the formation, causing a catastrophic disruption. Without the demon core’s support, the power of its spell techniques and supernatural abilities plummeted by half.

Meanwhile, its true form was isolated by the formation, preventing its inner core from unleashing its full power. Compounded by successive battles that had depleted over half of its magic power, it truly stood on the brink of exhaustion.

Seizing the opportunity, Eldrin summoned the Gengjin Divine Thunder to strike down, injuring the demon core’s spiritual consciousness. Then, with a single flash of the Violet Light Mirror, he unexpectedly caused the demon core to fall instantly.

This was primarily because Eldrin (Person Name) now possessed an exceptionally profound cultivation base. After consuming the Burst Origin Pill, his spiritual energy had surged to a level comparable to that of Purple Palace, Early Stage (Cultivation Realm), nearly equivalent to a Purple Mansion cultivator channeling power into the Violet Light Mirror. Naturally, its destructive force was multiplied.

Having seized the monster core, the Cyanflame Fox was immediately pushed to the brink of life and death. Trapped within the Triple Treasure Crimson Gold Formation and stripped of its inner elixir, it had even lost the ability to flee.

The 3 of them struck in quick succession, grievously wounding the creature in mere breaths. In the end, it was the Old Patriarch who unleashed the Crimson Gold Palm Divine Sword Aura (Cultivation Art), delivering the fatal blow and severing its head.

Boom—

The group had slain 2 Zi Mansion demons in succession, finally drawing looks of astonishment from the 6-Winged Golden Butterfly and the Thunder Roc.

The 2 of them, both at the Purple Mansion realm, had joined forces yet still failed to subdue Patriarch Yang. If they were to be surrounded and attacked by 3 opponents, they would likely face a devastating outcome.

Seeing that continuing the fight would soon leave him surrounded, the 6-Winged Golden Butterfly fluttered its wings and fled into the distance.

This was the perfect opportunity to slay the Violet Mansion demonic beast. How could Patriarch Yang let it escape? With a single raised hand, he pointed and summoned his lifebound immortal sword—the Pili Liehuo Jian (Magic Treasure).

Yet this very Li Fire Sword of the Returning Abyss, wielded by Patriarch Yang, had reached the pinnacle of mid-tier Grade 3. Its power surpassed that of Eldrin’s by no less than 50 percent.

Driven by the formidable cultivation of Patriarch Yang at the sixth level of the Purple Mansion, it transformed into a 50-zhang-long black-gold sword radiance that soared into the heavens, striking directly toward the 6-Winged Golden Butterfly.

"Screech—"

Just then, the Thunder Roc let out a piercing cry and spat out a stream of violet radiance, intercepting the Li Fire Sword of the Returning Abyss.

Eldrin looked up and saw that it was actually a treasure pearl shimmering with violet light, radiating a brilliant purple thunderfire that was surprisingly not the least bit inferior when facing the Li Fire Sword of the Returning Abyss.

"It is the Violet Calamity Transcendence Treasure Thunder Pearl."

The old clan leader's pupils contracted as he recognized the origin of this treasure.

This Violet Calamity Transcendence Lightning Pearl was a mid-grade, third-tier magical artifact, once the signature treasure of a Violet Mansion Elder from the Azure Sun Sect.

2 100 years ago, during the Great Beast Rampage, the Zifu cultivator of the Qingyang Sect fell in battle at Bianzhou. All his treasures fell into the hands of the demonic forces, and were later bestowed by the Celestial Python Demon King (Demon Beast) upon the Thunder Roc tribe.

Witnessing his life-bound magic treasure being blocked, Patriarch Yang furrowed his brow. Without hesitation, he summoned the Li Fire Divine Thunder, launching it directly toward the 6-Winged Golden Butterfly.

Yet the Thunder Roc’s gaze turned icy, and it actually dared to unleash another innate divine ability. Transforming into a flash of lightning, it soared into the sky and struck toward the Li Fire Divine Thunder, blocking the blow.

"This is... the innate divine ability of the demon race, the Seal of Thunder Tribulation?"

Seeing that the Thunder Roc was determined to cover the 6-Winged Golden Butterfly’s escape, Patriarch Yang’s expression turned icy. With a flick of his hand, he activated a tier-3 magic tool and launched it toward the Thunder Roc.

It was a magical treasure shaped like a shuttle, known as the Xin Metal Ding Fire Demon-Slaying Shuttle. Though merely a lower-tier Grade 3 artifact, it harnessed the fused powers of metal and fire as a weapon of slaughter. When channeled by Patriarch Yang’s spiritual energy, it still unleashed remarkably formidable force.

The Thunder Roc let out a cold sneer and spat out a low-grade, third-tier defensive treasure seal. The seal unfurled a protective barrier, blocking Patriarch Yang’s *Li Fire Sword of the Returning Abyss* from approaching its body.

In the span of just a few breaths it took for the 2 sides to engage in spellcraft combat, the 6-Winged Golden Butterfly had already fled tens of thousands of zhang away, securing temporary safety.

Seeing that the cover was now successful, the Thunder Roc had no intention of staying to fight to the death. It immediately turned and fled into the distance.

"Fiend, where do you think you're fleeing?!"

At that moment, Eldrin and the other 2 had already closed in. Xu Daoyuan let out a sharp cry, raising his hand to summon a third-tier flying sword that shot forth, instantly cutting off the Thunder Roc’s path forward.

The Thunder Roc's eyes turned icy cold. Unwilling to engage further with the crowd, it abruptly beat its wings and leveraged its blinding speed to dart back a 100 zhang, attempting to flee in another direction.

Meanwhile, Eldrin's eyes snapped open. With a sweeping motion, he summoned the Li Fire Sword of the Returning Abyss, its blade arcing through the air as if foreseeing destiny itself to intercept the Thunder Roc's escape path.

This combat intuition was far too keen, his strikes ruthless and precise—truly achieving success with a single blow, striking the Thunder Roc squarely.

Though this strike failed to shatter the demonic roc's defensive treasure seal, it still forced the Thunder Roc back for a fleeting moment.

Seizing the opportunity, the Old Patriarch raised his hand and summoned the 3 Treasures Crimson Gold Formation Banner, unleashing a Crimson Gold God-Slaying Sword Aura that shot straight toward the Purple Palace Demon Roc (Demon Beast).

The might of this divine ability was truly astonishing. Even the Thunder Roc dared not face it head-on, and could only activate its own divine ability, the Thunder Calamity Seal, to block the attack.

Boom—

Sword radiance clashed with the demonic race’s divine power, instantly unleashing shockwaves spanning hundreds of zhang. With staggering force, the impact swept across the skies, clearing the clouds for thousands of zhang.

"Screech—"

A piercing eagle cry rang out as the Thunder Roc, enveloped in brilliant flames, beat its wings and soared skyward—breaking free from the attack’s grasp and fleeing into the distance.

This time, it finally caught its breath and activated its innate supernatural power, 'Thunderous Lightning Escape'. Its speed instantly tripled as it prepared to soar into the depths of the void.

Chapter 1: The Reborn Youth The setting sun cast its final rays over the mountain peaks, dyeing the training grounds in blood-red twilight. A youth in blue robes stood silently at the cliff's edge, his gaze piercing through the clouds and mist as if seeing across millennia. "Lin Ming, still daydreaming here?" A mocking voice came from behind. "With your mediocre talent, even if you cultivate for another 3 years, you'll never reach Foundation Establishment." The youth named Lin Ming didn't turn around, his fingers gently stroking the simple ring on his hand. A cold light flashed in his eyes—this was his third reincarnation. In his previous life, he had been the revered Flaming Sword Immortal Venerable, commanding respect throughout the cultivation world. Now reborn as an ordinary disciple of the Green Cloud Sect, he had to start from scratch. "30-2 1000 spirit stones." Lin Ming murmured to himself, recalling the astronomical sum he had wagered in his past life's final bet. That gamble had cost him everything, yet also granted him this chance at rebirth. Suddenly, spatial fluctuations erupted in the distant sky. A golden flying shuttle tore through the clouds, its speed astonishing. Lin Ming's eyes narrowed—this was a high-grade magic treasure, something even Nascent Soul stage experts would covet. "Interesting." The corner of his mouth curled into a meaningful smile. "To think I'd encounter the Li Fire Sword of the Returning Abyss here." Memories flooded back—this sword had been his lifelong companion in his previous life, accompanying him through countless battles. Now sensing its familiar aura, Lin Ming knew his path of cultivation this lifetime would be anything but ordinary. The mountain wind howled, lifting the hem of his blue robe. In the gathering dusk, the youth's figure appeared both lonely and resolute. A new legend was about to begin.