Chapter 257. 1000-Demon Slaying Sword (Magic Treasure), 100 Spirit Slaying Immortal Sword

Once this divine ability is successfully cultivated, when 1's lifespan reaches its end, it can be activated to undergo reincarnation and rebirth in this realm. This allows 1 to evade the perils of fetal amnesia and live another life anew.

Moreover, after undergoing reincarnation, 1 would still possess spiritual roots. With the cultivation base of a Nascent Soul True Lord and the accumulation from a past life, embarking on the path of immortality anew would undoubtedly be far smoother than in the previous lifetime.

However, as heaven-defying as this divine ability was, it could not escape the constraints of the Heavenly Dao. Once reincarnated, 1 could no longer employ any life-extending methods.

"Truly worthy of being called a great divine power."

Eldrin was utterly thrilled, carefully storing away these 2 supreme divine abilities.

Either of these 2 supreme divine arts would send any Nascent Soul cultivator into ecstasy, especially the Nirvana Tribulation Transcendence Art, which was nothing less than a priceless treasure for Nascent Soul True Lords.

As his cultivation grew ever more profound, he increasingly felt his own insignificance.

The fact that predecessors could create the supreme divine ability of 'Nirvana Rebirth' to live a second life demonstrates the profound and unfathomable depths of this world's cultivation realm.

Lyra's Divine Light of the 5 Void Tribulations (Cultivation Art), the Blood Demon Grand Method of Elder Yan the Demonic—how could these world-renowned great supernatural powers ever be simple?

No wonder those Primordial Spirit Dao Lords could easily live for tens of thousands of years, rivaling even the immortals from the myths of my previous life.

Even a Nascent Soul Dao Lord or an entity wielding the Supreme Treasure of Pure Yang (Magic Treasure) would likely be beyond his ability to fathom in their majestic grandeur.

In this realm, the more profound 1's cultivation and the longer 1 has lived, the more unfathomable their methods become. Such individuals are inevitably as deep and immeasurable as the abyss and the sea.

"No wonder Elder Lin demanded such an arduous blood oath of succession with his dying breath."

"Compared to these treasures, what does a mere fourth-grade superior magic treasure amount to? It's well worth forming this karmic tie."

Eldrin shook his head, murmuring to himself.

In truth, Lin Daoyang was also left with no choice. The reason he demanded 5 100 years was primarily because time was running out.

3 100 years ago, his enemy Astrael (Person Name) was already over 4 100 and 50 years old. Now, with 3 centuries having passed, Astrael (Person Name) has approached 8 100 years of age.

If Astrael did not break through to the Nascent Soul realm, by all accounts his lifespan should have been nearly exhausted.

Eldrin bargained with the Golden Radiance Glazed Lamp, managing to secure only 5 100 years. The Golden Radiance Glazed Lamp had no choice but to reluctantly agree to his demand.

There was simply no other way. That Astrael (Person Name), as a cultivator at the Great Perfection stage of the Golden Core realm, had even half a foot into the Nascent Soul realm.

He was the foremost rogue cultivator in the Heavenly Abode Continent (Location). Even if he couldn't break through to the Nascent Soul stage, by employing every life-extending method at his disposal, he should be able to live to approximately 1 1000 3 100 years of age.

Even if he managed to break through to the Nascent Soul stage, it would be impossible for him to reach Nascent Soul, Mid Stage in just 5 100 years. By then, Eldrin would have considerable confidence in slaying Astrael.

These past 5 100 years could be considered a mutually satisfactory outcome of negotiations between both parties.

In truth, the Glazed Golden Lantern had agreed to the request only because it recognized Eldrin's remarkable aptitude and extraordinary cultivation prowess. Had any other Foundation Establishment junior approached, it would have paid them no heed whatsoever, never bestowing its legacy upon them.

After all, the Golden Radiance Glazed Lantern possessed extraordinary sentience. Though it had not yet reached the level of a Demon-Subduing Supreme Treasure, its status remained that of a highly distinguished high-grade magic artifact. It would never deign to acknowledge just anyone.

After taking a few treasures, Eldrin turned his gaze toward those precious ancient texts.

These ancient texts were not cultivation techniques or divine abilities, yet they had been deliberately brought along—clear proof of their immense value.

Eldrin casually picked up 2 ancient tomes, but the moment his eyes scanned their contents, he nearly dropped the books in shock.

"Basic Teleportation Array Refining Methods"

Refining Methods for Long-Distance Teleportation Arrays

Gripping the book tightly, Eldrin glanced around to confirm no 1 was watching before picking up the 2 volumes to examine them.

These 2 methods for crafting teleportation arrays were among the treasured foundational legacies preserved by the Qingxu Sect.

Basic teleportation arrays can transport across a distance of several million li, while long-range teleportation arrays can span tens of millions of li.

These 2 treasures, the former could be activated by relying on a fourth-order spirit vein, while the latter required a fifth-order spirit vein to be set in motion—this alone demonstrated their extraordinary value.

"What a pity, it requires a Void Gem (Spiritual Object) to work."

After watching for a moment, Eldrin shook his head.

A single low-grade Void Gem (Spiritual Object), used to forge basic teleportation arrays, was valued at over 2,000,000 spirit stones. Moreover, the Chen Clan and Lyra (Person Name) currently possessed only a single fourth-order spirit vein.

Though there was nothing for the moment, Eldrin (Person Name) still kept it, intending to claim Celestial Python Lake (Location) and the Earth Lion Ridge in the future.

With 3 fourth-order spirit veins at our disposal, we could rely on the teleportation formation to forge an unshakable triad, expanding the territory of the Sky Ruins Alliance severalfold.

After putting away the teleportation array refinement method, Eldrin continued examining the treasures, unable to suppress his growing excitement with each item he inspected.

"Codex of the Verdant Void Formation" Chapter 1 The mountain mists coiled like jade dragons as dawn broke over the Celestial Peak Sect. Lin Xuan, a young outer disciple, knelt before a stone tablet etched with formations that shimmered with residual spiritual energy. His fingers trembled as they traced the ancient symbols. "Still stuck at the third layer of Qi Condensation?" A mocking voice cut through the morning chill. Elder Ming's disciple, Zhang Wei, stood with arms crossed, his crimson robes embroidered with the sigil of the inner court. "Some are destined for greatness, while others waste their time on forgotten arts." Lin Xuan's knuckles turned white, but he kept his voice even. "The path is long, yet the heart endures." Zhang Wei snorted, flicking his sleeve. "Your perseverance is as useless as the 1,200 spirit stones you squandered on that crumbling manual." He leaned closer, his breath frosting in the air. "The sect tournament begins in 3 days. Don't embarrass our division." After Zhang Wei departed, Lin Xuan unrolled the bamboo scroll he'd purchased at auction. The "Codex of the Verdant Void Formation" contained theories older than the sect itself, its pages whispering of primordial truths. For thousands of years, countless cultivators had dismissed it as obsolete, but Lin Xuan saw patterns others missed. His gaze fell upon a passage describing the "9 Revolutions Spirit Gathering Formation." The text claimed it could amplify spiritual energy absorption tenfold, but required precisely 9,999 spirit stones arranged in celestial patterns. A fortune he couldn't possibly possess. Yet as he studied the formations, something shifted within his dantian. The characters seemed to rearrange themselves, glowing with ethereal light. A voice, ancient as bedrock, echoed in his mind: "The void creates what the heart desires." Suddenly, the 137 spirit stones in his pouch vibrated in harmony with the scroll. They rose into the air, arranging themselves into a miniature formation that pulsed with verdant energy. Spiritual power flooded his meridians, washing away impurities accumulated over 20-some years of cultivation. When he opened his eyes hours later, his cultivation had broken through to the fourth layer. The stones lay depleted, their light extinguished, but the formation's pattern remained burned into his memory. He whispered the codex's foundational principle: "In emptiness, find substance; in formation, discover truth." Far away in the Grand Yang Temple, an elder monitoring the celestial charts suddenly dropped his astrolabe. "The Void Pulse has awakened," he breathed, his face pale. "After over a 100 years of silence..." Chapter 2 The tournament grounds thrummed with excitement. Nearly a 1000 disciples from 7 major sects filled the amphitheater, their banners fluttering in the spiritual winds. Lin Xuan stood among the outer disciples, his plain robes stark contrast to Zhang Wei's brilliant silks. "First match: Lin Xuan versus Zhang Wei!" the announcer declared. Laughter rippled through the crowd. "This will be over in 3 breaths," someone shouted. Zhang Wei summoned his Li Fire Sword of the Returning Abyss, the blade erupting in crimson flames. "I'll make this quick." But as Zhang Wei charged, Lin Xuan didn't draw a weapon. Instead, he traced a pattern in the air with his finger. The 84 spirit stones he'd strategically placed around the arena flared to life, weaving a net of emerald light. "The Verdant Void Cage!" Elder Ming shot to his feet, his teacup shattering on the stones. "Impossible! That art was lost millennia ago!" Zhang Wei's flames hit the emerald barrier and dissipated like morning dew. He struck again and again, his sword growing dimmer with each impact. "Your foundation is unstable," Lin Xuan said quietly, his voice carrying through the formation. "You advanced too quickly using the sect's resources. Your meridians cannot withstand the recoil." As he spoke, Zhang Wei's movements grew erratic. The spiritual energy within him raged uncontrollably, exactly as Lin Xuan had predicted after studying the formation's feedback. With a final gesture, Lin Xuan collapsed the formation. Zhang Wei collapsed, his cultivation temporarily sealed. The arena fell silent. Then, from the highest observation platform, the Sect Master spoke a single word that would change Lin Xuan's destiny forever: "Eldrin."

"Verdant Void Elixir Canon" Chapter 1 The mountain mist coiled like ancient dragons awakening from millennia of slumber, weaving through peaks that pierced the heavens like nature's own spiritual swords. Upon a jade-green meditation platform carved from a single colossal spirit stone, a young man in azure robes sat cross-legged, his breathing synchronized with the whispering winds. "Still at the third layer of Qi Refinement after 3 years," Lin Yan murmured, his voice barely disturbing the dew droplets trembling on nearby spirit grass. His fingers traced the grooves of 1,250 spirit stones arranged in a Star-Gathering Formation, each stone pulsing with muted luminescence like captured starlight. Suddenly, spatial ripples tore through the mountain's tranquility. A scroll materialized mid-air, its parchment shimmering with captured moonlight. The artifact descended slowly, coming to rest precisely between 2 formations that hummed with opposing energies - 1 drawing celestial breath, the other grounding earthly vitality. The youth's eyes widened as he read the flowing script that seemed to rewrite itself with each viewing: "The Verdant Void Elixir Canon - wherein heaven's truth meets mortal alchemy." Chapter 2 Memory fragments assaulted him - his master's final words echoing across time: "When the celestial jade descends during the twin moons' eclipse, the canon shall choose its next inheritor." Lin Yan's fingers trembled as he unsealed the first chapter. Glyphs swarmed like fireflies before coalescing into profound formulas: "To refine the 9-Cycle Spirit Pill, 1 must first master the Dance of 5 Elements. The cauldron's fire mirrors the stars' trajectories - 81,000 distinct flame variations corresponding to heavenly bodies' movements. The alchemist becomes the bridge between macrocosm and microcosm." His spiritual sense plunged into the teachings, discovering revolutionary techniques that defied conventional alchemical principles. Where orthodox methods demanded 900-year-old snow lotuses, the canon prescribed common frost ferns activated through specific meridian channels. Chapter 3 Days blurred into nights as Lin Yan experimented. His modest alchemy cauldron glowed with unprecedented radiance when he implemented the "Void-Reversal Method," consuming merely 320 spirit stones instead of the usual 2,500 required for basic spirit pills. A voice like grinding stones echoed from the courtyard: "Junior Brother! The Inner Sect Examination approaches in 20-some days. Still wasting time on heretical methods?" Zhang Tian stood silhouetted against the setting sun, his robe embroidered with the emblem of the Thunderfall Peak - a storm cloud pierced by lightning. At his hip hung the Li Fire Sword of the Returning Abyss, its scabbard humming with restrained power. Lin Yan calmly arranged 72 newly refined pills in a Bagua pattern. "Senior Brother mistakes innovation for heresy. These Spirit-Refining Pills required less than a hundredth of conventional resources." Zhang Tian's mocking laughter died when he sensed the pure, stable energy radiating from the pills. His eyes narrowed calculatingly. "The sect leader would pay countless spirit stones for such efficiency..." Chapter 4 That night, as twin moons eclipsed the celestial river, Lin Yan discovered the canon's ultimate secret. Between the lines of standard formulas glimmered hidden teachings visible only during specific astral alignments: "The true alchemist needs no cauldron, The ultimate elixir exists within. Refine your essence into void, Where jade purity meets chaos born." The words reshaped his understanding of cultivation. He watched in awe as the glyphs detached from the parchment, swirling into his dantian in a symphony of light that rewove his very meridians. When dawn broke, the transformation revealed itself - his cultivation had effortlessly broken through to the fifth layer of Qi Refinement. The 89,000 spirit stones he'd painstakingly accumulated over years now seemed insignificant compared to this newfound comprehension. Chapter 5 The examination grounds thrummed with anticipation. Thousands of disciples from numerous peaks gathered around the central arena where elders sat enthroned upon floating lecterns. "Contestant Lin Yan versus Zhang Tian!" proclaimed the head judge. "Demonstrate your alchemical prowess!" Zhang Tian produced a magnificent golden cauldron inlaid with 1,080 spirit gems. "I shall refine the Heaven-Earth Pill, requiring precisely 8,000 spirit stones and 3 days!" All eyes turned to Lin Yan who simply raised an empty hand. "I need neither cauldron nor ingredients." Laughter swept through the crowd until he began the Elixir-Within-Body technique. The very atmosphere condensed around his palm as celestial and earthly energies intertwined, forming a pulsating pill of pure light that outshone the sun. Elders rose from their seats, their combined age of over 10 1000 years failing to conceal their astonishment. The Verdant Void Elixir Canon had unveiled its power, heralding a new epoch in alchemical cultivation.

1 formation tome, 1 alchemy tome.

The array formation texts contained over 800 formation patterns, spanning from first-tier to fourth-tier, including 9 fourth-tier formations.

The Verdant Void Alchemical Codex was also remarkably extraordinary, containing 7 Tier-4 alchemical formulas and even a method for refining the Nascent Soul Formation Pill (Spiritual Object).

With just these 2 alchemy manuals alone, if Eldrin could fully master them, he would undoubtedly dominate the myriad arts of cultivation for a long time to come.

Moreover, this was only a portion of the Green Void Sect's legacy. To prevent too many treasures from falling into enemy hands, the sect had divided its heritage into several parts.

The alchemy canon and formation manual also contained incomplete records. What Eldrin (Person Name) had obtained through enlightenment was merely half a volume; the latter half documented cultivation methods at the Nascent Soul level. To acquire the complete legacy, 1 must seek the heritage treasure within the Qingxu Sect.

After storing away the 2 thick ancient tomes, Eldrin continued browsing through other antiquated texts, discovering they were all exceptionally precious treasures.

Within these several sets of ancient texts, nearly all aspects of alchemy, formations, artifact crafting, and talismans were encompassed, each sufficient for cultivation up to the ninth level of the Golden Core stage.

"Hmm—"

Eldrin unrolled an ancient tome, discovering it documented the forging method for a unique set of immortal blades.

1000-Demon Slaying Sword (Magic Treasure), 100-Spirit Immortal-Slaying Sword (Magic Treasure).

These 2 immortal swords were exceptionally unique, forming a peerless pair capable of growth.

Or perhaps it was a pair of demonic swords, wicked blades…

As the forging method of this pair of flying swords was somewhat unorthodox, the 1000-Demon Slaying Sword (Magic Treasure) did not demand exceptionally high-quality materials—only a sword body forged from high-grade precious metal was required.

However, after the sword body was forged, this blade slew a demon of noble bloodline to serve as its sword soul. At this stage, the sword embryo could be considered fully refined.

Then, using this sword wraith as the core, he slaughtered over a 1000 demons to consecrate the blade’s soul. On the day the sword was forged, countless monsters bowed in submission and myriad demons lay slain. With it in hand, 1 could dominate the world unchallenged.

The 1000-Demon Slaying Sword (Magic Treasure) was a blade forged for vanquishing fiends. Once fully tempered, it was destined to become a peerless treasure of calamitous slaughter, inevitably drawing the hatred of all demons and monsters under heaven.

Born of suicide tribulation, it was a Demon-Slaying Immortal Sword forged to vanquish evil, yet its refinement process was so cruel that it came to be known as a Demonic Sword.

The 100-Souls-Slaying Immortal Sword was a sinister blade. This weapon closely resembled the 1000-Demon Slaying Sword (Magic Treasure), yet its sword soul was unmistakably human.

Legend tells that in ancient times, the creator of the 1000-Demon Slaying Sword (Magic Treasure) fought across the heavens and earth for humanity, cleansing the world by vanquishing demons and evil spirits.

He alone had suppressed the Abyssal End for 3 1000 years. Yet upon returning to the Violet Realm 1 day, he discovered his entire clan had been annihilated—all orchestrated by his former nemesis and those corrupted traitors of the human race.

In a fit of rage, this individual forged the 100 Spirits Immortal-Slaying Sword and roamed the world for 40-9 days.

He slew 40-9 Nascent Soul True Monarchs and forged this world-shocking 100 Spirits Immortal-Slaying Sword.

It is said that on the day the sword was forged, heaven and earth wept tears of blood, heralding the cataclysmic descent of a heavenly tribulation. An endless sea of thunder drowned a million miles of land and sky.

After a night had passed, the world was cleansed and bright. That stretch of heaven and earth had turned to calamity ash, while the Sword Master who had forged 2 peerless immortal swords vanished from the realm.

Only the methods for forging this pair of demonic swords, these sinister blades, remained.

Chapter 1: Rebirth of the Immortal Sovereign The sky tore asunder, crimson lightning dancing across the firmament. Chu Xuan, who had once dominated the cultivation world, now lay broken at the bottom of the Abyssal Chasm. His spiritual roots shattered, his cultivation base completely destroyed. "To think I, the Immortal Sovereign who once shook the heavens, would meet my end in this wretched place..." A bitter smile touched his lips as darkness swallowed his consciousness. When he awoke, the scent of medicinal herbs filled his nostrils. A delicate voice spoke, "Young master, you're finally awake!" Chu Xuan opened his eyes to find himself in an unfamiliar room. A girl of 15 or 16 with bright, expressive eyes looked at him with concern. Memories flooded his mind - he had been reborn as the young master of a declining cultivation family. "How long have I been unconscious?" Chu Xuan asked, his voice hoarse. "3 days and 3 nights," the girl replied, tears welling in her eyes. "The family used our last 100-year-old Snow Ginseng to save you." Chu Xuan closed his eyes, sensing his body's condition. His spiritual roots were indeed damaged, but his soul remained that of an Immortal Sovereign. A cold gleam flashed in his eyes. "Since heaven has given me a second chance, I shall reclaim everything that was mine." He sat up and began circulating the Heaven-Swallowing Art, a technique he had created in his previous life. The surrounding spiritual energy surged toward him, forming visible vortices. "Girl, bring me all the spirit stones we have left," Chu Xuan commanded. The maid hesitated but soon returned with a small bag. "Young master, this is all we have - exactly 1,580 spirit stones." Chu Xuan nodded. "It will suffice for now." He arranged the spirit stones around himself and resumed his cultivation. The stones dimmed 1 by 1 as their energy flowed into his body. After 6 hours, the last stone turned to dust. "First layer of Qi Refinement, complete." Chu Xuan opened his eyes, a sharp light shining within them. "Now, it's time to deal with those who harmed this body." Suddenly, clamor came from outside. A arrogant voice shouted, "Chu Xuan! Come out and face your death! Did you think you could escape after offending Young Master Li?" The maid paled. "Young master, it's the Li family's men! They've come for revenge!" A cold smile played on Chu Xuan's lips. "Perfect timing. I was just wondering where to find more cultivation resources." He rose and strode toward the door, where 3 cultivators in black robes stood waiting. The leader sneered, "Still alive? What luck. But today, you won't escape!" Chu Xuan's gaze swept over them. "1 at the third layer of Qi Refinement, 2 at the second. You've brought me exactly what I need." The leader laughed coldly. "Arrogant fool! Do you think your damaged spiritual roots can withstand-" Before he could finish, Chu Xuan moved like lightning. His fingers struck the leader's forehead, and the man collapsed without a sound. The other 2 barely had time to react before they met the same fate. "Collect their storage pouches," Chu Xuan instructed the stunned maid. "We'll need all the resources we can get." As the girl complied, Chu Xuan looked toward the distant mountains. "The cultivation world has forgotten the fear inspired by the Immortal Sovereign. It's time to remind them." He clenched his fist, spiritual energy swirling around it. The path to reclaiming his throne had begun.