Chapter 237 Wide Sleeves, Boundless Universe

The sky was gloomy, rumbling with thunder and flashing with lightning.

Winds soared and clouds roiled, churning heaven and earth.

The great battle was imminent. The rage emanating from Patriarch Xu as he arrived had actually triggered anomalies in the heavens and the earth.

The Golden Core cultivator was no longer mortal. Without even making a move himself, his wrath-infused divine sense alone had stirred up winds and clouds across 3 100 miles.

“Lyra (Person Name)！”

"Do you dare make an enemy of me?"

Old Ancestor Xu roared in fury, his icy pupils flashing like lightning across the heavens as an overwhelming aura surged forth.

The heavens began to weep, a torrential downpour cascading from the skies as if cleansing the worldly dust from the mortal realm.

"Hmm."

Lyra was utterly composed, ascending step by step into the heavens: "Let us battle above the clouds!"

When a True Man rages, the earth splits for a 100 miles.

With the vast magical power of a Golden Core cultivator, a full-force battle would likely cause the land for hundreds of miles around to collapse. It would be a true pity if this spiritual mountain were shattered in the process.

Eldrin (Person Name) looked up to see 2 figures soaring tens of thousands of miles into the sky, where a duel was about to commence.

He had no concern for Lyra's safety. The Eldrin Xu was merely at the Golden Core, 3rd Tier cultivation realm. Even if the Azure Sun Sect possessed hidden foundations, they could never pose a threat to Lyra.

The only thing that could pose a fatal threat to Lyra was the Mirror of the Vast Heaven. The power of this demon-refining supreme treasure was sufficient to sunder the earth for a 1000 miles, capable of annihilating even a Golden Core, Late Stage cultivator in a single strike. Yet Lyra had her own contingencies to counter it.

"First, Purple Palace, Late Stage (Cultivation Realm) will join me in dealing with the Old Ancestors Mo and Liu of the Azure Sun Sect."

"The others seized the spirit herb garden, the scripture repository, the treasure vault, and the spirit spring."

Eldrin (Person Name) declared in a resonant voice, taking the lead as he soared atop his sword into the heart of Green Sun Mountain.

Everyone was assigned their respective tasks and immediately proceeded according to the established battle plan.

He, along with the Old Patriarch, Patriarch Qian, Xavier (Person Name), and Patriarch Fang—several combatants at the Purple Palace, Late Stage (Cultivation Realm)—charged toward the heart of the formation.

Without a doubt, the ones presiding over the formation must be the 2 most powerful Eldrin of the Azure Sun Sect.

A group of over 30 Zifu cultivators stormed into Mount Qingyang, completely sealing off the entire spiritual mountain. From the very beginning, this battle was an unequal confrontation.

Eldrin soon arrived at the Celestial Stem Peak where the formation was located, and there he saw 2 aged figures.

Old Ancestor Liu remained seated cross-legged on the ground, his expression serene as he spoke, "You have come."

"Ancestor Liu, Ancestor Mo!"

The moment he saw the 2 figures, Patriarch Qian acknowledged them with a nod. These 2 had been acquaintances of his for many years.

Elder Mo smiled faintly, his gaze sweeping across the 5 individuals present before he shook his head and remarked.

"You've only sent 5? Do you hold our senior and junior brother duo in such low regard?"

"The 5 of us will suffice."

Eldrin (Person Name) approached with snow-white robes billowing, a sword in hand. He spoke with detached calm, "It is time for both of you to embark on your final journey."

"Hahaha..." Old Ancestor Liu chuckled heartily, nodding as he smiled. "You must be the renowned Sword Immortal of Bianzhou."

"In that case, they possess the combat strength of 5 Purple Palace, Late Stage (Cultivation Realm) experts. No wonder they only sent 5 people."

His voice faded, and his expression abruptly turned grave.

With a sweep of his long sleeve, he strode through the void to meet the assault, an overwhelming aura sweeping across the heavens.

"Damn, he's a False Core cultivator!"

Old Master Qian’s expression shifted slightly. The mana of a False Core cultivator was incomparably profound—at least 50 percent denser than that of an ordinary Great Perfection of the Purple Mansion cultivator.

The combat prowess of such a cultivator was truly extraordinary, sufficient to contend with at least 2 or 3 Purple Palace, Late Stage (Cultivation Realm) practitioners.

Sleeves of Boundless Cosmos.

Now, Elder Liu soared into the heavens, channeling his magic to unleash the divine ability "Cosmic Sleeve Roll." This technique gathered the dual energies of Yin and Yang, brewing within his flowing sleeves. With a single strike, the opposing forces merged into a cataclysmic tide that blotted out the sky and swallowed the earth.

Everyone felt as if heaven and earth were overturned, the cosmos upended, as endless streams of Yin and Yang Qi surged forth like raging tidal waves.

Fortunately, all present were high-level cultivators at the Purple Mansion realm, each possessing unique expertise, and naturally had their own methods to cope.

The old clan chief reacted swiftly. With a flick of his hand, he summoned the Taibai Celestial Beads. 7 luminous orbs soared into the sky, their internal Yin-Yang energies swirling in reverse, instantly stabilizing the chaotic vortex of primordial forces.

Eldrin once again summoned the Purple Blood Pagoda (Magic Treasure) to shield the group, readying himself to confront Patriarch Liu.

But at that moment, the old clan leader stopped him. "This Elder Liu possesses profound magic power. I'm afraid he won't be eliminated within a short time."

"You go and slay Elder Mo first. We'll handle Elder Liu."

Eldrin nodded slightly. Though Xavier and Patriarch Fang were severely wounded, they could still unleash 70 to 80 percent of their combat prowess. With 4 Purple Palace, Late Stage experts joining forces against Patriarch Liu, it would likely be more than sufficient to hold him at bay.

With this thought, he rode his sword and charged toward Elder Mo. Elder Liu moved to intercept, but when he saw Elders Qian and the others unleash their magical treasures in a coordinated assault, he could only furrow his brow and brace for their onslaught.

The Elder Mo watched as Eldrin (Person Name) launched his attack, yet he showed no trace of fear and immediately engaged him in combat.

After exchanging a dozen or so moves, Eldrin realized Old Ancestor Mo had reached the 9th level of the Purple Mansion. His spiritual power was several tenths more profound than his own, making him a truly formidable opponent.

As a Purple Mansion cultivator from a major sect, Elder Mo lacked no high-grade magical treasures in his possession. Beyond his life-bound treasure, the Kunwu Earth-Sundering Bell, he wielded 2 additional Upper Grade 3 magical instruments.

1 of the artifacts was an obsidian immortal sword, while the other was the Gold-Jade Demon-Slaying Shuttle(Magic Treasure).

With the Kunwu Earth-Suppressing Bell defending above his head, he engaged in a fierce clash against Eldrin’s Sky-Severing Twin Swords using his own Obsidian Immortal Sword and Gold-Jade Demon-Slaying Shuttle—yet he did not fall behind in the slightest.

After exchanging another dozen or so moves, Eldrin realized he couldn’t suppress his opponent with these 2 magical treasures alone, and so he began to employ the Jade Spirit Eyes.

Once this divine ability was activated, a spiritual light flickered within Eldrin's eyes. In that fleeting moment, the attack trajectories of Patriarch Mo seemed to slow down considerably.

And so Eldrin finally began to gain the upper hand, suppressing his opponent until countless flaws emerged using merely 2 magical treasures. The Kunxu Earth-Sundering Bell also grew significantly dimmer, its radiance greatly diminished.

"Not good."

Seeing that continuing this fight would only give Eldrin an opening to break through his defensive magic treasure and slay him, Patriarch Mo felt a surge of anxiety, no longer able to suppress the heaviness in his heart.

With a sweep of his hand, he unleashed 3 divine arts in succession: a stroke of Wutu Divine Thunder, a flash of Gengjin Divine Thunder, and the ultimate 'Gengwu Tribulation Thunder Seal'.

The Qingyang Sect had gathered 4 of the 5 Elemental Divine Thunders, their divine thunder techniques renowned throughout the nations.

The Founding Ancestor was a man of extraordinary talent, who ingeniously fused the Gold and Earth Divine Thunders to create a supreme divine ability—the Gold-Earth Calamity Thunder Seal.

As 3 divine powers surged toward him, Eldrin showed no sign of retreat. He successively summoned the Metallic Gold, Armored Wood, and Blazing Fire divine thunders to counter them, only to discover the Blazing Fire divine thunder had been pierced through by the 'Gengwu Calamity Law Thunder Seal'.

The Gengwu Calamity Thunder Seal continued its relentless assault with undiminished force. With no other choice, Eldrin could only summon the Great Geng Immortal Sword to slash it into oblivion.

"Now!"

At that very moment, Patriarch Mo struck again, unleashing a brilliantly radiant treasure talisman.

This talisman, known as the Great White Soul-Severing Talisman, was a fourth-tier lower-grade talisman, 1 of the foundational treasures the Green Sun Sect had accumulated over thousands of years.

Chapter 1: Rebirth of the Immortal Monarch The sky tore open with a thunderous roar, crimson lightning dancing across the heavens like frenzied serpents. Amidst the raging storm, a figure stood tall upon the peak of Mount Celestial, his white robes tattered and stained with blood. "Fellow Daoist Chu, why persist in this futile resistance?" A voice echoed from the void, cold and detached. "Hand over the Primordial Chaos Codex, and we shall grant you a swift demise." Chu Xuan coughed up a mouthful of blood, his gaze sharp as a honed blade. For 3 1000 years he had cultivated, ascending to the pinnacle of the Immortal Realm, only to be betrayed by those he trusted most. "So it has come to this," he murmured, a bitter smile gracing his lips. His spiritual power surged violently as he initiated the Forbidden Art of Soul Sundering. "If I cannot have it, then none shall!" The world shattered in that moment. When Chu Xuan opened his eyes again, he found himself in a familiar yet distant room. Faded talismans adorned the walls, and the faint scent of medicinal herbs lingered in the air. "This is... my chamber from a 100 years ago?" He rose and approached the bronze mirror, staring at the youthful face reflected within - that of a 15-year-old youth. Memories flooded back: he had been poisoned by his cousin during a clan competition, nearly crippling his cultivation base. A cold light flashed in Chu Xuan's eyes. "To think I would be reborn in my youth. Very well. This time, I shall rectify all regrets and stand once more at the pinnacle of the heavens!" He sat cross-legged on his meditation cushion, circulating the Heaven Swallowing Art. Though his current cultivation was merely at the third layer of Qi Refining, the soul of a late-stage Immortal Monarch contained spiritual awareness capable of covering entire realms. As he cultivated, spiritual energy from the surroundings converged toward him like a tidal wave. The poison that had plagued his body was swiftly purified by the formidable technique. After several hours, Chu Xuan opened his eyes, a faint purple glow shimmering within them. "The foundation of this body is too weak. I must first cleanse the marrow and temper the bones." He produced a jade vial containing a single Marrow Cleansing Pill - his entire savings from 3 months of resource allocation. Without hesitation, he swallowed the precious pill. A surge of scorching energy coursed through his meridians, the pain akin to being flayed alive. Yet Chu Xuan's expression remained utterly calm. Having experienced the agony of soul dispersion, such physical suffering was but a minor irritation. As dawn broke, a black impurity coated his skin. His cultivation had broken through to the fifth layer of Qi Refining in a single night! Just then, hurried footsteps approached from outside. The door was kicked open with force. "Chu Xuan, come out immediately! Young Master Ming demands your presence!"