Chapter 199 Breaking the Stalemate

Yet it was ultimately merely a lower-third-grade magic treasure, and still fell somewhat short when compared to the Li Fire Sword of the Returning Abyss (Magic Treasure).

In an instant, the Li Fire Sword of the Returning Abyss (Magic Treasure) erupted with a surge of sword energy, cleaving the azure flood dragon apart with a single strike. Its momentum undiminished, the blade continued its arc toward the Green-Blooded Demonic Python.

However, the power of this magical sword technique was truly extraordinary. Even though the Li Fire Sword of the Returning Abyss (Magic Treasure) possessed a might approaching the upper third-tier, it still had 70 percent of its power depleted after being intercepted twice.

"Roar——"

Seizing the opportunity, the Cyan-Blooded Python roared furiously and unleashed its divine ability—Heavenly Python Devouring the Heavens Technique.

This divine power was astonishingly formidable, instantly locking the Li Fire Sword of the Returning Abyss (Magic Treasure) in place. Though it could not devour the sword into its depths, it held the blade suspended mid-air, creating a tense stalemate.

Seeing that the Li Fire Sword of the Returning Abyss (Magic Treasure) was temporarily restrained, a cold glint flashed in Eldrin's (Person Name) eyes. He summoned the Luofu Vajra Seal to block the onslaught of attacks, then unleashed 2 divine thunder techniques.

A flash of cyan lightning was the First-Wood Divine Thunder (Cultivation Art), while the golden lightning arc was the Gengjin Divine Thunder (Cultivation Art).

2 divine thunderbolts shot forth, their momentum vast and mighty as they struck toward the Cyanblood Heavenly Python. These 2 blows carried extraordinary power—even a Purple Palace, Mid Stage cultivator would have to respond with their full strength.

Watching the azure and golden streaks of lightning unleashed, the other 2 Zi Mansion beasts did not stand idly by. Without a second thought to activating their magical treasures against Eldrin, they immediately shifted their focus to aiding the Cyan-Blooded Serpent Demon.

The Crimson Flame Python unleashed a divine ability and simultaneously activated its magical treasure, the Crimson Flame Qi Binding Rope, lashing out to intercept Eldrin’s Gengjin Divine Thunder.

The Frost Python unleashed its chilling miasma ability, partially neutralizing the First-Wood Divine Thunder (Cultivation Art). It then summoned a third-tier Profound Ice Immortal Sword to completely block the remaining force of the First-Wood Divine Thunder (Cultivation Art).

But before they could catch their breath, Eldrin struck again, unleashing a series of divine abilities in rapid succession.

Boom—

只见霎时间两道神雷落下，紧随其后还有一道璀璨的金色剑罡。

At the critical moment, the Azure-Blooded Celestial Python strained to maintain the Heavenly Lake Treasure Ark, successfully blocking 2 divine thunderbolts in succession. Yet ultimately, its defensive magic treasure was shattered by the Blazing Heaven Sword divine ability.

Having just shattered the defense of the Sky Lake Treasure Pearl, the human cultivators had no time to rejoice before astonishment dawned upon their faces once more.

Although the Cyanblood Heaven Python's defensive magic treasure had been shattered, it immediately summoned a cyan-colored barrier of protective energy.

"Look out, it's the Cyan Demon Tribulation Warding Shroud (Magic Treasure)!"

Everyone's expressions shifted slightly, never expecting the Cyan-Blooded Heavenly Python to possess such a formidable defensive divine ability.

The Cyanblood Sky Python expanded its protective barrier, a sinister glint flashing in its eyes. Although Eldrin’s divine ability was immensely powerful, it drained his spiritual energy far too severely.

Channeling a full-powered divine ability likely consumed 1-tenth of his mana. Though Eldrin had shattered its defensive magic treasure, activating the divine ability 5 times in rapid succession had drained approximately half of his total mana reserves.

In its view, no matter how powerful Eldrin's strength might be, without magic power, wouldn't he still be nothing more than a fish on the chopping block?

Boom—

In that very instant, misfortune struck once more.

The 7 Stars Demon-Slaying Ark, responsible for blocking 1 flank of the demon beasts, finally reached its limit. The 6 Harmonies Divine Defense Array was pierced through, leaving the 30 Foundation Establishment cultivators aboard without protection. They were on the verge of being overrun.

Not good.

The old clan leader's pupils contracted slightly. If a large number of Foundation Establishment demons were allowed to break through, they would likely deal a devastating blow to the battling Human Ancestor Purple Palaces.

Understanding the gravity of the situation, he immediately activated his defensive magical treasure overhead and summoned the Crimson-Gold Banner of the 3 Treasures (Magic Treasure) to confront the threat, swiftly sealing the breach.

With his Purple Mansion cultivation, he activated the formation to seal the breach, finally stabilizing the situation for the time being.

On the other side, Su Mingwei and Yang Yuanhe swallowed the medicinal pills, finally suppressing their injuries enough to join the battle.

Though both were wounded, joining forces against a single nascent-stage Purple Mansion demonic beast gave them a slight upper hand.

But in that very instant, Eldrin's pupils contracted slightly as he summoned 2 more divine thunderbolts.

"Where did he get so much mana?"

The Azure-Blooded Venom Python’s heart quivered faintly, yet it had no choice but to forcibly activate the Cyan Demon Calamity-Warding Divine Aura to brace itself. In the ensuing clash, its defensive magic treasure was struck until its radiance dimmed by 60 to 70 percent.

Yet in that very instant, Eldrin struck again, and this time he unleashed his ultimate technique right from the start.

"Hymn—"

In an instant, a sword cry echoed like a dragon’s roar as a nearly 100-zhang-long sword aura split the vast expanse of the lake, cleaving through the waters with unwavering momentum as it surged toward the Green-Blooded Demon Python.

After 3 years of tempering in the Cleansing Sword Pool, the Great Geng Immortal Sword had achieved power that could be called the pinnacle of third-tier immortal swords. It must be known that tempering this sword had consumed 20% of the spiritual liquid within the Cleansing Sword Pool.

At this moment, the Great Geng Immortal Sword shot forth with the speed of a chasing star and racing moon, instantly striking terror into the heart of the Cyan-Blooded Demon Python.

In their haste, the 3-headed serpent demons attempted to activate their divine abilities and magical treasures to block, yet most of their methods could scarcely match the speed of the Great Geng Immortal Sword.

The Profound Ice Immortal Sword of the Frostscale Demon Python managed to barely block the strike, yet its material was relatively brittle. In the end, it was cleanly severed in 2 by a single blow from the Great Geng Immortal Sword.

In the blink of an eye, the Great Geng Immortal Sword cleaved through all obstacles. With a single strike, it shattered the Cyan Demon Calamity-Warding Divine Barrier, its residual force tearing a wound dozens of feet deep into the Verdant Blood Python's body.

Terrifying sword energy rampaged within the Cyan-Blooded Demonic Python, causing the serpent to convulse violently in agony.

"Now."

Eldrin's pupils abruptly dilated. The Li Fire Sword of the Returning Abyss shattered the Cyanblood Demon Python's mystical restraints, erupting in a dazzling arc of sword light that pierced through the air and struck the serpent's vital spot with unerring precision.

"Hiss—"

This strike left everyone on both sides utterly stunned. No 1 had expected that even with 3 Purple Mansion beasts joining forces, Eldrin had managed to slay the strongest among them in such a short span of time.

"Roar——"

Seeing the situation turning dire, the Violet-Blooded Heavenly Python roared furiously and unleashed an overwhelmingly powerful combat force, actually forcing both Yang Yuanhe (Person Name) and Xu Daoyuan (Person Name) into retreat.

The Violetblooded Celestial Python was, after all, a powerful demon beast at the ninth level of the Purple Palace. At its peak combat prowess, it would likely require at least 3 or 4 Purple Palace, Mid Stage cultivators to barely contend with it.

Though its injuries had yet to fully heal, the power it could unleash remained formidable. More importantly, during the Beast Tide Uprising, it had seized Yang Zhengyuan’s Mountain-Splitting Soul-Severing Axe (Magic Treasure).

At this moment, the Purple Sky Python bore the third-grade superior treasure Purple Blood Pagoda (Magic Treasure) above its head, deflecting the full-force assaults of Percival (Person Name) and Xavier (Person Name). Then, it summoned the Mountain-Splitting Soul-Severing Axe and swung it forth.

It knew full well that it could hardly slay Eldrin, that formidable foe with astonishing methods. Thus, this strike was aimed squarely at Yang Yuanhe.

The Violetblooded Sky Serpent understood that this battle might still turn around—if only it could slay the 2 wounded Purple Palace cultivators, freeing the several Purple Palace, Early Stage demonic beasts to assist in eliminating Xavier and Percival.

Even if he couldn't slay them all, as time dragged on, sooner or later hordes of low-level demonic beasts would breach their defenses. No matter how formidable Eldrin was, he would likely be worn down and perish beneath the relentless onslaught.

Not good.

Seeing the Mountain-Cleaving Soul-Severing Axe strike toward Yang Yuanhe, everyone’s expressions shifted dramatically with horror.

Chapter 1 The biting cold wind howled through the mountain pass, carrying with it the scent of blood and decay. A young man in tattered blue robes knelt amidst the snow, his breathing ragged. Before him lay the corpse of a Spirit Wolf, its fur matted with frozen crimson. His own spiritual energy was nearly depleted, the dantian within him feeling hollow and strained. "Just a bit more," he whispered to himself, his voice barely audible over the wind. "Just a few more kills, and I'll have enough contribution points to exchange for that Earth-grade cultivation manual." His name was Lin Feng, an outer disciple of the Profound Sky Sect. 3 years ago, he had crossed over into this world, possessing the body of a youth with the same name. In this realm where the strong preyed upon the weak, he had no choice but to tread the treacherous path of cultivation. Suddenly, a sharp pain shot through his spiritual sense. He immediately rolled to the side, a gleaming silver needle embedding itself precisely where his knee had been moments before. "Well, well, if it isn't Junior Brother Lin," a mocking voice rang out. From behind a large bluestone emerged a tall young man in embroidered white robes, a contemptuous smile playing on his lips. "To think you'd still be alive after encountering a Spirit Wolf. Your luck is truly remarkable." Lin Feng's expression darkened. "Zhang Heng." This was an inner disciple who had been harassing him for months, all because of a trivial conflict during a sect mission. Zhang Heng leisurely played with several silver needles between his fingers. "Hand over the wolf core, and I might consider letting you leave intact." Lin Feng's mind raced. His spiritual power was nearly exhausted, and facing Zhang Heng head-on would be certain death. But the wolf core represented 3 months of his hard work—he couldn't just surrender it. "Since you're being so stubborn..." Zhang Heng's eyes turned cold. The silver needles in his hand shot out like lightning, aimed directly at Lin Feng's vital points. At that critical moment, a strange symbol suddenly surfaced in Lin Feng's consciousness—a mysterious rune that had appeared when he first crossed over into this world. It began to rapidly absorb the surrounding spiritual energy. Time seemed to slow down. Lin Feng could clearly see the trajectory of each silver needle. He instinctively moved, his body swaying as if guided by an invisible force, narrowly evading the deadly projectiles. "How is this possible?!" Zhang Heng's face showed astonishment. He was at the seventh level of Qi Refining, while Lin Feng was merely at the third level. There was no way he should have been able to dodge his attack. Lin Feng didn't hesitate. Seizing the moment of his opponent's shock, he drew the short sword from his waist—a Low-grade Magic Tool he had spent 50 spirit stones to acquire. Channeling the last of his spiritual energy, he executed the most basic sword technique of the Profound Sky Sect, Flowing Cloud Sword Art. The sword light was like a fleeting cloud, yet carried a sharp, deadly intent. Zhang Heng hurriedly raised his hand to block, but it was too late. The sword tip had already pierced through his protective spiritual shield, stopping just an inch from his throat. "You..." Zhang Heng's face turned pale, his voice trembling. "You dare kill a fellow disciple? The sect rules clearly state—" "Shut up." Lin Feng's voice was cold. "If you say 1 more word, I'll make sure you never speak again." He knew he couldn't actually kill Zhang Heng—the sect's punishment for killing a fellow disciple was severe. But he also couldn't just let him off easily. "Hand over your storage pouch," Lin Feng said coldly. Zhang Heng's expression changed dramatically. "You're dreaming! I have over 3,000 spirit stones and several precious pills in there—" The sword in Lin Feng's hand pressed forward slightly, drawing a thin line of blood on Zhang Heng's neck. "Your life, or the storage pouch?" Trembling, Zhang Heng untied the storage pouch from his waist and threw it to Lin Feng. "Remember today's lesson," Lin Feng said as he put away the pouch. "If you come looking for trouble again, it won't just be a storage pouch you lose." He sheathed his sword and turned to leave, not looking back at Zhang Heng's furious yet helpless expression. After walking a safe distance away, Lin Feng finally allowed himself to relax. The strange rune in his consciousness had already faded, but he could clearly feel that his cultivation had advanced—he had broken through to the fourth level of Qi Refining. "This rune..." He pondered. It seemed this mysterious symbol was his greatest secret in this world. Suddenly, a system prompt sounded in his mind: [ Ding! Host has met the conditions, system activating... ] [ Cultivation Assistance System binding... ] [ Binding successful! ] Lin Feng was stunned. A system? After 3 years, his golden finger had finally arrived?