Chapter 145 Solo Battle Against the Purple Mansion Demon Wolf

The moment the battle erupted over there, Eldrin and his companions reacted swiftly, immediately launching a surprise attack from behind.

The 3 Elders charged at the forefront, tearing straight through the beast tide and slaying 8 or 9 Foundation Establishment-level demonic beasts in succession.

"Roar——"

Cornered from both front and rear, the Purple-Spotted Wolf King (Demon Beast) snapped to awareness. Its eyes widened momentarily at the sight of the reinforcements, clearly astonished that the Yuyang Outpost had dispatched troops so swiftly.

However, as a Purple Palace, Late Stage (Cultivation Realm) demon beast after all, even knowing that 3 Eldrin (Cultivation Realm) experts had arrived as reinforcements for the human side, it showed no fear whatsoever and commanded a host of demon beasts to meet them head-on.

Old Master Yang and Xavier (Person Name) reacted swiftly, immediately charging forward to intercept the Purple-Spotted Wolf King (Demon Beast).

Between the 2, Elder Yang’s cultivation had reached the sixth level of the Purple Mansion—needless to say, his prowess was beyond question.

That Elder Xavier (Person Name) was slightly less formidable, yet he still possessed cultivation at the fifth level of the Violet Mansion. Moreover, he carried a third-tier superior-grade magic treasure—the ‘Scissors of the Golden Fire Serpent’ (Magic Treasure).

The 'Heavenly Gold Fire Dragon Scissors' were a renowned top-tier magic treasure of the Chu Kingdom. In ancient times, to forge this artifact, the Fire Dragon Daoist specially procured the precious 'Great White Geng Metal' from the Yan Kingdom, then fused it with a Geng Metal Crystal to form the embryo of this treasure.

Later, to forge this treasure, the Fire Dragon Daoist ventured deep into the vast misty marshes, slaying 2 Fire Dragons at the Zi Mansion realm. By refining their dragon cores and infusing their primal essence into the artifact, he ultimately perfected this supreme treasure.

It is said that this Qian Gold Fire Dragon Shears could transform into 2 fiery dragons that strike down. Even a beast at the Purple Palace, Late Stage (Cultivation Realm), if struck by 1 of these attacks, would likely be sheared in half on the spot.

After forging this treasure, the Fire Dragon Taoist relied on it to dominate the Chu Kingdom, becoming a top-tier existence even among the Violet Mansion Realm cultivators.

Alas, over 1 100 years ago, the Old Bone Demon (Person Name) wreaked havoc across the Chu Kingdom (Location), leaving countless cultivators dead or wounded. The Fire Flood Daoist (Person Name) had also taken action against the Old Bone Demon (Person Name) back then.

After the battle, although the Withered Bone Daoist perished, the Fire Drake Daoist also suffered severe depletion of his vital energy and ultimately passed away in meditation.

The Fire Drake Daoist’s own immortal clan had been annihilated during the beast tide. As he was rescued by the Xu Immortal Clan in his youth, his renowned magic treasure ultimately fell into the hands of the Xu Clan.

With this top-grade, Grade 3 magic tool in hand, Xavier's strength had reached a level where he could rival cultivators at the Late Stage of the Purple Palace Realm.

At this moment, he joined forces with Patriarch Yang, swiftly intercepting the Purple-Spotted Wolf King (Demon Beast). Even this powerful demon beast at the Purple Palace, Late Stage (Cultivation Realm) had to engage with utmost seriousness.

Seeing the Purple-Spotted Wolf King (Demon Beast) being intercepted, Xu Daoyuan (Person Name) drew his sword with a ringing clang. The blade shot forth instantly, blocking the Crimson Flame Qi (Spiritual Root) python as the 2 collided in a flash of opposing forces.

The Golden-Horned Savage Bull, lacking in wit, charged recklessly toward Xu Daoyuan the moment the battle erupted.

Yet Yang Yuanhe refused to back down. He summoned a tier-3 magic treasure and launched it at the Golden-Horned Savage Bull, forcing the beast into a deadlock within the void.

Yang Yuanhe's strength alone was insufficient to contend with the Golden-Horned Savage Bull. Thus, 9 others activated the Bing Fire Demon-Subduing Banners, unleashing Demon-Subduing True Flames toward the beast.

"Make your move."

Seeing the 3 strongest Zi Palace beasts being held at bay, Eldrin exchanged a glance with the Old Patriarch and immediately activated the Li Fire Sword of the Returning Abyss to strike.

The moment it caught sight of the azure sword radiance, the demon wolf’s pupils contracted sharply. Without hesitation, it spat out a pair of fangs, which shot forward and clashed violently with the Li Fire Sword of the Returning Abyss (Magic Treasure).

That pair of wolf fang artifacts were the foundational heritage of the Demonic Wolf Tribe. Though their refinement method was relatively crude, when wielded by demonic wolves they could unleash power equivalent to the lower third-tier.

As the 2 sides clashed, the old clan chief swiftly joined the fray. First, he channeled his Crimson Flame Qi (Spiritual Root) into the spirit blade, then raised his hand to summon the Blazing Sky Sword, slashing through the air with a searing arc.

With the Old Patriarch's current level of cultivation, whether he was unleashing divine abilities or wielding his Lifebound Magic Treasure, the power he commanded was truly formidable—enough to pose a threat even to a Zifu-level demonic beast.

Faced with such a maneuver, the demon wolf activated a defensive supernatural power—Purple Cloud Barrier—to block the old patriarch's divine ability and innate magical treasure.

Seemingly aware that these 2 were not to be trifled with, the demon wolf refused to engage them head-on. Instead, it turned and began retreating while fighting, deliberately stalling for time.

"This is rather troublesome."

A trace of gravity surfaced on Eldrin's face as he could only continuously drive the Li Fire Sword of the Returning Abyss to attack, compressing the fleeing space of the Violet Mansion Demonic Wolf.

The 2 sides exchanged over 30 moves in succession, and with their combined efforts, they finally forced the Purple Mansion Demonic Wolf completely onto the defensive. It seemed that with just a few more exchanges, they would seize the opportunity to severely wound or even slay the creature.

However, at that very moment, something unexpected suddenly occurred.

"Clang—"

The heavens suddenly tore open with a thunderous roar as 2 golden rays descended from the distant void, striking directly toward Yang Yuanhe not far away.

"Beware, it's the Golden Wing Divine Light!"

Old Ancestor Yang’s gaze swept across the surroundings, and he immediately called out in warning. From the distant sky, the 6-Winged Golden Cicada had somehow closed in unnoticed, catching everyone completely off guard.

Golden Wing Radiance was the innate divine ability of the 6-Winged Golden Butterfly lineage. Once unleashed from the golden butterfly's wings, this power could even tear through the flesh of a Purple Mansion demon beast upon impact.

Yang Yuanhe, caught off guard by the sudden ambush, hastily summoned 7 Frost Immortal Swords to slash forward, barely managing to intercept the 2 golden streaks of light.

But in that very instant, the Golden-Horned Savage Bull roared, tearing through the Refining Demonic True Flames as it charged headlong into Yang Yuanhe. The impact sent him flying backward through the air.

Yang Yuanhe was sent flying back a 1000 zhang. Although his defensive magic treasure, the ‘Goldwater Prime Pearl’ (Magic Treasure), had blocked the majority of the impact, he was still slammed hard enough to sustain considerable injuries, vomiting a mouthful of blood on the spot.

"The situation is dire."

A trace of gravity surfaced on Eldrin’s face. Yang Yuanhe was merely at the first level of the Purple Mansion, and neither his magical treasures nor his divine abilities were particularly formidable. Confronted by the joint assault of 2 Purple Mansion-level demonic beasts, persisting in a fight to the death would almost certainly spell doom for him.

At this thought, he could no longer concern himself with anything else and hastily said to the Old Patriarch.

"Leave this demon wolf to me. You go intercept the 6-Winged Golden Butterfly."

"Good."

The Old Clan Leader nodded, then sent the 3 Treasures Vermilion Gold Formation Banner flying out, intercepting the 6-Winged Golden Butterfly.

Without the 6-Winged Golden Butterfly, Yang Yuanhe finally managed to restrain the Golden-Horned Savage Bull with the aid of the Li Fire Demon-Subduing Formation Banner.

Seeing the situation temporarily stabilized, Eldrin finally withdrew his thoughts and focused his attention on the hands of the Violet Mansion Demon Wolf.

After the old clan leader departed, the Purple Mansion Demon Wolf no longer feared Eldrin (Person Name) and ceased its frantic fleeing. It turned around and began to battle Eldrin (Person Name) in a contest of mystical arts.

The 2 exchanged another 20-some moves, yet the Violet Mansion Demon Wolf remained unsubdued. Eldrin began calculating the flow of battle as he fought.

"With Elder Yang and Elder Xu joining forces, even if they can't capture the Purple-Spotted Wolf King (Demon Beast), they won't suffer significant losses."

Xu Daoyuan’s strength was extraordinary. Even while single-handedly battling a Crimson Flame Qi (Spiritual Root) python of the Purple Palace, Mid Stage (Cultivation Realm), he had yet to fall into a disadvantageous position.

"Only Elder Uncle lacks sufficient true essence. Facing a 6-Winged Golden Butterfly at the third level of the Purple Mansion, I'm afraid he won't be able to hold out much longer on this side."

"We must end this quickly."

With these thoughts in mind, Eldrin summoned the Li Fire Sword of the Returning Abyss to unleash relentless assaults while simultaneously activating 2 divine abilities with a sweep of his hand.

Chapter 1: The Reborn Eldrin The air in the Netherworld Mountains was thick with the scent of blood and decay. A young man in tattered robes stumbled through the mist-shrouded forest, his breathing labored. Behind him, the howls of demonic beasts grew closer. "Damn it all," he muttered, clutching a faintly glowing jade slip in his hand. "Just a bit further..." Suddenly, a brilliant light erupted from the jade slip, enveloping him completely. When the light faded, the young man was gone. *** In a small village at the foot of the mountains, a youth named Eldrin jolted awake from his nightmare. Sweat drenched his simple sleeping garments. "Again..." he whispered, rubbing his temples. The same dream had haunted him for 3 consecutive nights - memories of his past life as Alaric, a powerful cultivator who had fallen during the Heavenly Tribulation. Eldrin rose from his humble bed and walked to the window. The moon hung high in the night sky, its silver light illuminating the familiar thatched roofs of the village. He could feel the spiritual energy within his body slowly circulating, a remnant of his previous cultivation. "Although I've been reborn, my cultivation has regressed to the first level of Qi Refining," he sighed. "But at least I still have the Li Fire Sword of the Returning Abyss sealed within my soul." His thoughts were interrupted by a commotion outside. Shouts and the clanging of weapons echoed through the quiet night. "Demonic beasts! The village is under attack!" Eldrin's eyes narrowed. This was different from his memories. In his previous life, no such attack had occurred at this time. Had his rebirth altered the timeline? Without hesitation, he reached into the wooden chest at the foot of his bed and retrieved a simple iron sword. Though it was no match for his legendary Li Fire Sword of the Returning Abyss, it would have to suffice for now. Stepping outside, he saw villagers scrambling in panic as several Shadow Wolves descended upon the settlement. The creatures' eyes glowed with malevolent red light, their fangs dripping with venom. "Everyone, form a defensive circle!" the village chief shouted, brandishing his hunting spear. But Eldrin moved differently. His steps followed an mysterious pattern as he channeled the minimal spiritual energy available to him. The iron sword in his hand began to glow with a faint blue light. "Azure Wave Slash!" The sword energy shot forth, striking 1 of the Shadow Wolves directly. The beast howled in pain and collapsed, its body dissolving into dark mist. The villagers stared in astonishment. Since when could the orphan Eldrin wield such power? Eldrin paid no mind to their shocked expressions. His gaze was fixed on the forest edge where a larger presence approached. The true mastermind behind this attack was about to reveal itself. "Come out," Eldrin said calmly. "I know you're there." A dark chuckle echoed from the shadows as a figure clad in black robes emerged. In his hand gleamed a sinister-looking dagger pulsating with dark energy. "Well, well," the dark cultivator sneered. "It seems this backwater village has quite the interesting specimen." Eldrin tightened his grip on the sword. He recognized the emblem on the man's robe - the mark of the Shadow Serpent Sect, the very organization that had ambushed him in his previous life. The threads of fate were weaving a different tapestry indeed.