Chapter 238 : Clash of Treasures and Destiny

In that instant, the White Metal Soul-Severing Talisman [a powerful talisman that unleashes a blade of light capable of severing souls] blazed with light, transforming into a dazzling blade radiance that descended, aiming directly for Eldrin Chen's head.

A full-force strike from such a fourth-rank Treasure Talisman [a high-grade, single-use talisman of immense power] would make even a Golden Core Cultivator [a cultivator who has formed a Golden Core, a highly condensed sphere of spiritual power] frown and respond with serious intent.

Eldrin Chen's gaze also sharpened. Fortunately, he had long anticipated that his foe would possess such hidden reserves. After all, the Green Sun Sect had been passed down for a thousand years; it was no ordinary Rogue Cultivator [a cultivator without a sect or clan backing].

Facing such an enemy, he naturally had a countermeasure prepared.

Now, as the White Metal Soul-Severing blade radiance descended upon him, Eldrin Chen raised his hand and summoned forth his Life-Bound Magical Treasure [a magical treasure forged with a cultivator's essence, growing in power with them], the Magnetic Treasure Mirror.

The Treasure Mirror erupted with Magnetic Treasure Radiance [a radiant light with magnetic properties], its dazzling brilliance enveloping heaven and earth, completely engulfing the soul-severing blade radiance.

That blade radiance was a metal-attribute divine ability, perfectly countered by the Magnetic Treasure Mirror. In an instant, ninety percent of its formidable power was decomposed and weakened.

The remaining tenth was no longer a concern. After Eldrin Chen raised his hand to summon the Great Metallic Immortal Sword [a powerful immortal sword] to annihilate it, he directed the sword's edge straight toward Mo the Ancient Ancestor.

That Mo the Ancient Ancestor had already consecutively activated three superior-grade magical treasures and continuously unleashed divine abilities, depleting a significant portion of his mana reserves.

Now, having forced the activation of a fourth-rank Treasure Talisman, his mana immediately plummeted past a critical threshold, leaving him struggling to contend with Eldrin Chen. This chapter is part of a larger work available at audio-novel .c om.

Seeing himself besieged, Liu the Ancient Ancestor could no longer afford to hold back his trump card, waiting for a fatal strike opportunity. He forcefully unleashed his ultimate, hidden weapon.

"BOOM—"

A deafening roar echoed as a crimson treasure furnace soared into the sky.

The furnace's aura was vast and majestic, resembling a crimson sun suspended in the Firmament [the vault of heaven]. The moment it appeared, it exuded a formidable power capable of suppressing heaven and earth, erupting with a torrent of blazing crimson True Flame [a potent, cultivated flame] that swept across all directions.

"Beware! It's the Crimson Sun Void-Immolating Crucible!"

Qian the Ancient Ancestor cried out in alarm. He hastily summoned both his Clan-Suppressing Supreme Treasure [the most powerful artifact a clan possesses, used to defend its legacy] and his Life-Bound Magical Treasure [a magical artifact bonded to a cultivator's life force], then swiftly retreated.

The others, such as Xavier Xu and his companions, also paled dramatically. They all erupted backward in retreat while simultaneously hurling their own Clan-Suppressing Supreme Treasure towards the Crimson Sun Void-Immolating Crucible.

The Heavenly Gold Fire Dragon Shears, the White Metal Star Pearl, the Zuo's Ethereal Kun Heaven Seal—a full several Third Rank High Grade Clan-Suppressing Supreme Treasure descended together, attempting to suppress and block this formidable magical treasure.

Yet the Crimson Sun Void-Immolating Crucible was no ordinary artifact. It was one of the mere six Fourth Rank Magical Treasure [a treasure of immense power, corresponding to the Golden Core realm] possessed by the Green Sun Sect, a powerful legacy accumulated by the Green Sun lineage over a millennium.

At this moment, the Crimson Sun Void-Immolating Crucible hung in the air like a crimson sun, suppressing all forces of defiance. In an instant, it sent the several Third Rank Magical Treasure flying back with a mighty shockwave.

Although Xavier Xu and Fang the Ancient Ancestor possessed profound foundations, each wielding both a Life-Bound Magical Treasure [a magical artifact bound to one's life force and soul] and a Clan-Suppressing Supreme Treasure [a treasure of immense power used to protect and establish a clan's legacy], granting them two Third Rank High Grade Magical Treasure [powerful enchanted artifacts] between them, their grievous, unhealed wounds proved a crippling weakness.

Under such a ferocious assault, they inevitably suffered a backlash. Blood sprayed from their mouths on the spot, and their auras visibly withered, their vigor greatly diminished.

The Old Patriarch, with the lowest cultivation base, fared no better. Though shielded by his Lifebound Formation Tool [a formation apparatus fused with his life essence], the White Metal Star Pearl, a dull ache now throbbed in his meridians—a clear sign of spiritual recoil. To continue this battle would only worsen his plight.

Fortunately, Percival Pan, observing from several hundred Li-lengths [one Li-length equals five hundred meters] away, recognized the peril. He swiftly summoned his Clan-Suppressing Supreme Treasure, the Mountain and River Scroll [a mystical scroll depicting and harnessing the power of landscapes], and surged forward, barely managing to stabilize their crumbling formation.

"This is troublesome,"

Eldrin Chen frowned. A False Core Cultivator [a cultivator who has formed an imperfect, unstable golden core] pouring all their power into a Fourth Rank Magical Treasure [an artifact of immense power corresponding to the Golden Core realm] could unleash combat prowess nearly equivalent to a full Golden Core First Layer [the initial stage of the Golden Core realm] cultivator.

In the past, when five Purple Mansion [a major cultivation realm where one forms a spiritual mansion within the dantian] cultivators joined forces to suppress the Ink Snow Immortal Sword, their success was due not only to the sword being countered by the Magnetic Treasure Mirror.

The primary reason was that the Celestial Python Demon King [a mighty serpent demon monarch], the sword's wielder, was utterly suppressed by Lyra Jiang, preventing it from continuously channeling mana to unleash the Ink Snow Immortal Sword's full, devastating might.

Now, however, Liu the Ancient Ancestor was channeling his full power into the Crimson Sun Void-Immolating Crucible. The treasure blazed like a miniature sun, illuminating the heavens and unleashing an endless torrent of crimson solar True Flame [a pure, potent flame cultivated from one's core essence] that scorched the world in all directions.

"We cannot afford to drag this out any longer."

Eldrin Chen's heart grew heavy with solemn resolve. These two cultivators from the Green Sun Sect were worthy of respect. The Unseen Immortal Sword excelled in ambush, and he was unwilling to employ such underhanded tactics to slay cultivators of their caliber.

Thus, he could only give his all, vanquishing them with overwhelming, thunderous force—a display of open and unyielding might.

"Heavenly Separated Twin Swords, Great Metallic Immortal Sword!"

In that instant, Eldrin Chen disregarded the immense drain on his mana, forcefully commanding up to three high-grade immortal swords in a relentless assault. Torrents of sword radiance erupted, one after another, as he unleashed dozens of slashes.

Finally, Mo the Ancient Ancestor could withstand no more. A sword strike sent his Kunxu Earth-Fortress Bell flying, and he was ultimately impaled upon the void by the Heavenly River Flood Water Sword.

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Witnessing Mo the Ancient Ancestor's death, Liu the Ancient Ancestor wept bitter tears, his aged face streaked with sorrow. He poured every last drop of his mana into the Crimson Sun Void-Immolating Crucible.

The crimson sun blazed, illuminating the heavens and earth for hundreds of Li-lengths [one Li-length equals five hundred meters]. An endless cascade of scarlet solar True Flame [a potent, purified flame cultivated for combat and alchemy] rained down upon the world, as if intent on incinerating every foe.

The others were forced into a bloody retreat, one after another. Percival Pan's Mountain and River Scroll was ignited by the True Flame [a potent, purified flame cultivated for combat and alchemy], reduced to mere ashes.

"Hahaha…"

Liu the Ancient Ancestor [the progenitor of the Liu Clan] laughed with a wild, maniacal fervor, his eyes blazing with a final, resplendent light.

His hunched form straightened in that moment. Clutching a treasure furnace that blazed like a captured sun, he swept across the Firmament [the vast, open sky], striking out at the encircling foes. With a furious roar, he bellowed with laughter.

"Come at me again!"

Raging flames engulfed the surroundings. This was the final, desperate aria of a False Core Cultivator [a cultivator who has forcibly condensed a flawed, unstable Golden Core, possessing power between the Purple Mansion and true Golden Core realms] at the end of his road.

The others swiftly retreated, a heavy silence hanging between them. Forcing the power of a Fourth Rank Magical Treasure [a treasure of immense power, typically wielded by Golden Core cultivators] in such a manner, he could not last long, even if he burned through all his mana and his very Lifebound Essence Blood [the vital, soul-bound blood essence of a cultivator, the foundation of their life force].

Faced with utter and complete defeat, Liu the Ancient Ancestor was, in the end, not a true Golden Core Cultivator [a cultivator who has successfully formed a stable Golden Core, a major milestone representing immense power and longevity]. He could not reverse the tide of battle; the only thing left for him was to drag a few others down with him.

At this moment, even a grand cultivator at the Purple Mansion Great Perfection [the pinnacle of the Purple Mansion realm, just one step away from forming a Golden Core] would be merely throwing their life away by confronting him head-on.

Eldrin Chen stepped forward calmly upon the void. Clad in robes white as snow, he was flanked by two resplendent immortal swords.

The Heavenly Separated Twin Swords [a pair of legendary immortal swords, one azure and one cyan, possessing complementary and devastating power]—one azure, one cyan—gleamed with a deadly, restrained beauty. Their radiant light lay dormant, as if gathering itself for what was to come.

"You are an opponent worthy of respect."

"To perish in a blaze of glory upon the peak of battle is far better than fading away in silent obscurity."

Eldrin Chen murmured softly, his pupils reflecting the distant sun, an unparalleled battle fervor boiling within his heart.

The immortal swords possessed spirit. The sword radiance of the Heavenly Separated Twin Swords trembled faintly, as if comprehending something.

"Hymn—"

The hymn of the sword arose, traversing a hundred Li-lengths [one Li-length equals five hundred meters] of empty void to resound across the heavens.

The crowd gazed upward at the Firmament, sensing only a figure robed in white as pure as snow, riding a sword as it approached from the void above.

Two swords.

One azure, one cerulean; one Yin [the passive, dark, feminine principle], one Yang [the active, bright, masculine principle].

Two beams of sword light, each a hundred Zhang-lengths [one Zhang-length equals three point three three meters] long, crisscrossed and intertwined in the sky, converging into a single, pure white, dazzling sword radiance.

The Heavenly Separated Twin Swords merged, their combined span stretching over three hundred Zhang-lengths. The erupting sword light instantly flooded the horizon, inundating hundreds of Li-lengths of heaven and earth.

"This is..."

The crowd gasped in astonishment, then fell into a stunned silence.

Such a vast and majestic sword radiance was truly a sight rarely seen in the world, causing their hearts to surge with tumultuous thoughts.

The Heavenly Separated Twin Swords unite, parting heaven and earth.

In their union, Yin and Yang converge, naturally capable of slaying demons and vanquishing fiends, their edge disdainful of all under heaven.

Time seemed to slow to a crawl. The crowd watched as the white sword radiance cleaved through the air from hundreds of Li-lengths away, striking directly at the Crimson Sun Void-Immolating Crucible upon the Firmament.

The scene was like a peerless Sword Immortal wielding his blade to cleave the heavens, intent on severing the blazing, arrogant sun from the Nine Heavens Above. Original publication: audio - novel . com - The source of this chapter.