Chapter 239 Mirror of the Vast Heaven (Magic Treasure) Emerges

Boom—

In the blink of an eye, the world seemed to freeze in place.

The sword radiance shot straight toward the blazing sun, as if time had frozen in an instant, only to resume in the very next breath.

A brilliant radiance illuminated the heavens as an unparalleled shockwave swept across the firmament, piercing through everything in the sky.

Cultivators within a 100-mile radius all crashed to the ground, gazing up at the spectacle in the sky as their very souls trembled with awe.

When all fell silent, the Crimson Sun that had swept through foes from all directions finally grew still.

Patriarch Liu drove the Crimson Sun Void-Immolating Crucible (Magic Treasure) to strike horizontally against several Purple Palace, Late Stage (Cultivation Realm) experts. Yet after enduring the full-force combined strike of the Heavenly Li Twin Swords, his magical power and vital essence were ultimately depleted, his primordial energy exhausted, leading to his demise.

"Drip…"

Eldrin stood silently in the void, his white robes stained with blood, watching the scene unfold with tranquil composure.

After the Heavenly Li Twin Swords merged, their power had stepped into the Golden Core realm. Even with his cultivation base and spiritual sense, he struggled to control this single strike.

The Twin Blades, once unleashed, know no return, striking down all before them with unrivaled dominance.

The Way of the Sword demands unyielding advance, a path where hesitation spells defeat and retreat brings ruin. This very principle aligns with the most sublime sword dao. Chapter 1 The Azure Cloud Sect's Outer Gate Disciple, Lin Ye, tightly grasped the jade slip in his hand, his gaze resolute. "This time, I shall break through to the 7th level of Qi Refinement!" Within the dim cave abode, spiritual energy swirled like mist. Lin Ye sat cross-legged upon the cold jade bed, a pile of 1,200 spirit stones neatly arranged before him. With a deep breath, he began circulating the "Void Cycle Art," absorbing the pure energy from the spirit stones. Suddenly, a sharp pain erupted in his dantian. The spiritual energy within him raged uncontrollably, threatening to tear his meridians apart. "So close... just a little more..." Cold sweat beaded on his forehead as he gritted his teeth, channeling the last of his spiritual power. *Boom—* A tremendous force sent him flying, his back slamming hard against the stone wall. Blood trickled from the corner of his mouth as he stared in despair at the now-gray spirit stones. "Failed again... after 20-some years of cultivation, is this my limit?" Just as despair threatened to consume him, a crisp chime echoed in his mind. [Ding! Host's cultivation base has regressed to the 6th level of Qi Refinement, successfully activating the "Cultivation Reversal System"] [System binding in progress... 10%... 50%... 100%] [Binding complete. Welcome to the Cultivation Reversal System, Host] Lin Ye stared blankly at the translucent interface materializing before him, unable to believe his eyes. "System? What system did you say?" [System Rule: For every level your cultivation regresses, your combat power will double. Current regression: 1 minor realm. Combat power multiplier: 2x] A golden light surged through his limbs and bones. To his astonishment, Lin Ye discovered the spiritual power within him had become far more refined and potent than before his breakthrough attempt, as if tempered and purified. He rose and threw a casual punch toward the stone wall. *Crack!* A web of fissures spread across the solid granite, the exact spot he struck now a small crater. "This power... it truly surpasses the 6th level of Qi Refinement!" Excitement lit up his eyes. "So, the more I regress, the stronger I become?" At that moment, a sharp, mocking voice came from outside the cave abode. "Lin Ye, come out! Your monthly quota of 10 Qi Gathering Pills—hand them over now!"

To unleash that single sword strike, Eldrin had expended a full 90 percent of his magic power, and his meridians had already suffered minor damage. Were it not for the Ren Shui Qing Lian Tai restoring his energy, he would likely have been severely drained of vitality by now.

Moreover, the power of the Sky-Severing Twin Swords had been slightly diminished. Unless Eldrin (Person Name) risked permanent damage to the blades, it would require at least 10 years of careful spiritual nurturing before they could achieve Sky-Severing Unison again.

Though this strike inflicted backlash injuries upon Eldrin, its results were monumental.

Had it not been for the combined power of the Heavenly Separation Twin Swords, which blocked the might of the Crimson Sun Void-Immolating Crucible (Magic Treasure), Old Ancestor Liu’s final desperate struggle would have surely dragged at least 2 experts at the Purple Palace, Late Stage (Cultivation Realm) down with him to the grave.

"Clang—"

Meanwhile, the battle in the heavens finally began drawing to a close.

Lyra had forged a Great Luo Golden Core, her magical power far more profound than that of ordinary Golden Core cultivators. As a result, her combat prowess was truly extraordinary.

Although Patriarch Xu had reached the Golden Core, 3rd Tier (Cultivation Realm), he had formed the most inferior type of Minor Vehicle Golden Core, making him far from a match for Lyra (Person Name).

Although he possessed the 4-tier, superior-grade defensive treasure Qingyang Demon-Suppressing Tower, his insufficient magical power prevented him from unleashing its full might.

Relying solely on defensive magic treasures, he barely withstood several dozen moves, yet ultimately, Lyra’s sword strike shattered his defenses.

“Lyra (Person Name)！”

Patriarch Xu was struck down upon the Celestial Ruins Mountain, sustaining grievous wounds.

He stood drenched in blood, hair disheveled as he glared at Lyra (Person Name), his face etched with frigid malice. "Are you truly determined to fight until both sides perish?"

"The fish may die, but the net shall never tear."

Lyra was utterly composed, treading upon the void with her sword in hand.

Old Ancestor Xu’s pupils contracted, a flicker of icy intent flashing in his gaze before he let out 3 wild, arrogant laughs.

"Hahaha..."

"You will live to regret this!"

With a face etched in solemnity, his expression grave, he declared in a resonant voice, "We beseech the Ancestor to emerge from seclusion and safeguard the heritage of our Qingyang Sect."

As his voice faded, a profound stillness fell over the void. Then, the very heavens and earth trembled across hundreds of miles.

"Bzzz—"

A soft chime rang out. Before the newcomer had even emerged, boundless white ethereal light illuminated the land for thousands of miles.

Eldrin (Person Name) raised his head and beheld the summit of Mount Qingyang, where a pale illusory treasure mirror soared into the sky. It cast ethereal radiance of sublime beauty, bathing the entire expanse of mountains, rivers, and land in its otherworldly glow.

"It's the Mirror of the Vast Heaven (Magic Treasure)!"

Everyone's expression shifted, their hearts trembling violently.

The might of the demon-refining supreme treasure shook the world. The Mirror of the Vast Heaven (Magic Treasure) had existed for over 3 1000 years—a mythos far more ancient than even the Qingyang Sect itself.

For thousands of years, this treasure had vanquished demons and eradicated evil, safeguarding the Chu Kingdom through countless eras of peace, and fighting for mankind across immeasurable stretches of time.

Only a powerful demonic entity at the Golden Core, Late Stage (Cultivation Realm) could qualify to fully awaken this treasure, demonstrating the might of the Mirror of the Vast Heaven (Magic Treasure).

At this moment, the Mirror of the Vast Heaven (Magic Treasure) hovered amidst the 9 Heavens Above (Time & Distance), its unfathomable power coalescing even before being unleashed.

Eldrin’s mind trembled with overwhelming shock, sensing the energy contained within it was as vast as an endless ocean—once unleashed, it could sink a 1000 miles of land into the abyss.

"Is this the might of the Demon-Refining Supreme Treasure?"

Everyone was struck with awe; even a Purple Mansion cultivator could muster no will to fight before such power, their spirit of resistance utterly extinguished.

Perhaps only a powerful Golden Core, Late Stage (Cultivation Realm) cultivator might barely have a chance of surviving under its might.

The Mirror of the Vast Heaven (Magic Treasure) hovered between heaven and earth, its gentle yet boundless radiance illuminating the mountains and rivers. To everyone's astonishment, it actually spoke.

"I once made a pact with Patriarch Qingyang. The Qingyang Sect would provide for me, and in return, I would grant them my protection."

"You are no demon, and I have no wish to raise my hand against you. Withdraw on your own accord."

Lyra (Person Name) gazed serenely at the Mirror of the Vast Heaven (Magic Treasure), her expression unreadable.

She gazed calmly at Patriarch Xu and said, "As for what kind of person Patriarch Xu is, there is no need for me to elaborate—you understand perfectly well yourself."

"If you assist him, you will be aiding a tyrant and endangering the hundreds of millions of innocent lives across Chu Kingdom (Location)."

"Bzzzz—"

A single sound reverberated, causing the void to subtly congeal.

The Mirror of the Vast Heaven (Magic Treasure) hovered silently beneath the firmament, its stillness profound as though lost in contemplation.

Just then, a purple radiance dyed the clouds as it emerged from the horizon's edge.

Everyone looked up and saw a treasure furnace, carved with mystical bird patterns and cast in purple and flowing gold, floating and sinking between heaven and earth.

Mirror of the Vast Heaven (Magic Treasure) shimmered faintly at the sight of the violet treasure furnace, then soared into the firmament to confront the Abyssal Violet Crucible amidst the clouds.

The voice of the Mirror of the Vast Heaven (Magic Treasure) was majestic, yet tinged with wrath.

"Furnace of the Abyssal Violet, have you come to hinder me?"

"Are you seeking a duel with me?"

In an instant, heaven and earth trembled violently as 2 invisible forces clashed, splitting the entire sky into hues of violet and white.

The sky had been silent for a long while, and no 1 could tell how long the stalemate had lasted when the Purple Abyss Furnace finally spoke.

"I'm here to persuade you."

The Violet Abyss Furnace hovered silently, its engraved profound bird divine patterns stirring as though a living sacred phoenix were awakening. In a trance-like moment, it seemed an infant demon emperor was suppressed within—spreading its wings in furious cries that shook the heavens and earth.

He hovered silently in the void, finally speaking: "During the Abyssal Cataclysm over 2 100 years ago, both you and I expended far too much power."

"If we waste the accumulated power on internal strife now, I fear both you and I shall face calamity in the days to come."

"Better to withdraw into seclusion and recover my strength for now, so as to withstand the next Cataclysm of the Demonic Abyss."

The Mirror of the Vast Heaven (Magic Treasure) fell silent upon hearing this.

When the Abyssal Cataclysm descends, even a peerless Dao Lord dare not claim absolute survival, nor can anyone remain untouched by its shadow.

Whenever the millennium tribulation descended, all forces with cultivators at the Golden Core realm or above were compelled to join the battle. Over 2 centuries ago, the Chu Kingdom had boasted a dozen or so Golden Core cultivators, yet now merely 5 or 6 remained—a stark testament to the harrowing devastation wrought by the Abyssal Cataclysm.

Though it was a supreme treasure for refining demons and possessed traces of karmic roots, it ultimately could not evade the boundless calamity.