Chapter 408 Alaric, Lord of the Frostbitten Alliance (Person Name)

"Then let's begin."

The White Serpent Demon King also let out a cold sneer, gathering a surge of overwhelming baleful aura as he prepared to lunge forward.

The moment the demons and monsters made their move, the majority of human cultivators also joined the fray to seize the opportunity.

Although a few righteous human cultivators were unwilling to attack her, they were ultimately outnumbered by the demons and monsters, forced to stand by helplessly.

"The heart of man, the nature of demons!"

"Then let us perish together."

A cold sneer curled on Chen Silas's (Person Name) lips as she produced an ancient token, gritting her teeth as she prepared to activate the formation.

And in that very instant, as if in a trance, she seemed to catch a glimpse of the figure she had been yearning for day and night.

His snow-white robes billowed as he transformed into a streak of light, landing before them. A resplendent ancient bell materialized, shielding them from the demonic onslaught.

After all this was done, a calm and composed voice rang out: "Stand behind me!"

"Ah!"

Chen Silas (Person Name) suddenly came to his senses and grabbed his sleeve in pleasant surprise.

However, after a fleeting glance at Lyra standing nearby, she discreetly withdrew her jade-like finger and murmured with lowered head, "Greetings, Uncle Eldrin. Greetings, Fairy Lyra."

Eldrin gave an imperceptible nod, shielding Chen Silas behind him before turning his gaze toward the myriad powerhouses looming in the void.

At this moment in the void, the Great Peng Demon King's strike was blocked by the Eldritch Earth Sovereign Bell. Hovering mid-air, its expression turned grave.

"You appear quite unfamiliar, yet possess such formidable cultivation. Surely you are no cultivator from The Vast Sea (Location)?"

Faced with the Demon King's interrogation, Eldrin remained unperturbed. He lifted his gaze to survey the dozen or so human Golden Core cultivators around him, his eyes calm as he inquired, "Honored colleagues, as Golden Core cultivators of the human race, why don't we join forces to slay these demons first?"

"The Nascent Soul's legacy treasure is invaluable, I'm afraid we must respectfully decline."

A golden core elder spoke with unwavering determination, "Unless you first hand over the legacy treasure in her possession to me."

Lyra and Eldrin exchanged a glance, a faint sense of helplessness lingering in their hearts. Had this been a territory guarded by a Nascent Soul immortal clan, the Golden Core cultivators of the human race would have undoubtedly joined forces to confront the demons and monsters first.

The Vast Sea (Location) was far too chaotic. Though the Spirit Island Alliance (Organization) held some authority, it held little sway over Golden Core cultivators (Cultivation Realm).

"Since we cannot join forces, then let us fight our way out."

Lyra stated calmly, "A dozen or so cultivators at the early to mid Golden Core stage couldn't defeat them even when joining forces. Yet now, there are fully 40 to 50 Golden Core experts from the human, demon, and monster races combined."

Among these Golden Cores were even several powerful Golden Core, Late Stage (Cultivation Realm) cultivators. Becoming the target of collective assault made it exceedingly difficult to defeat them.

However, given their strength, they had a very high chance of breaking through with Chen Silas (Person Name).

Just as Eldrin was channeling the Li Fire Sword of the Returning Abyss and preparing to strike, a white-robed figure emerged from the depths of the distant void, striding forward with ethereal grace.

Before the man himself arrived, his voice carried from afar: "Esteemed Elders, now is the opportune moment to confront the demonic forces. We must not engage in internal strife."

“Alaric, Lord of the Frostbitten Alliance (Person Name)。”

A dozen or so Human Tribe Golden Cores all showed expressions of reverence upon hearing this.

Alaric, Lord of the Frostbitten Alliance (Person Name) was a False Infant cultivator who had forged a superior-grade Golden Core. Such an existence possessed at least a 60 to 70 percent certainty of breaking through to the Infant Soul realm, leaving them no choice but to show reverence.

Sure enough, the moment Alaric, Lord of the Frostbitten Alliance (Person Name) arrived, the demon kings and Golden Core demonic cultivators all revealed grave expressions.

The White Serpent Demon King cast a frigid gaze, his voice dripping with icy detachment. "Han Chuan, I presume you intend to leverage their strength to drive us demons away, only to claim the Nascent Soul's legacy treasure for yourself?"

"Hmph."

The Daoist Hanchuan remained impassive, his expression tranquil as he glanced at Eldrin and said, "Both of you possess considerable strength. Let us join forces to slay these demons first, then decide the ownership of the Nascent Soul's legacy treasures."

"Let's begin."

Lord Alaric of the Frostbitten Alliance (Person Name) commanded immense authority. At his order, the assembled Golden Core cultivators immediately joined the fray, clashing with the demonic hordes.

Eldrin and Lyra exchanged a glance, then immediately summoned their immortal swords to strike at the demon tribe.

The demons and monsters were not weak in strength, and the number of demon kings far exceeded that of the human race. However, in this battle, the humans were accompanied by Alaric, Lord of the Frostbitten Alliance (Person Name), a False Infant cultivator, as well as supreme Golden Core experts like Eldrin (Person Name) and Lyra (Person Name). Naturally, they feared the demonic horde not in the slightest.

Elder Hanchuan was a cultivator with a water spiritual root, having formed a superior-grade Golden Core that was on the verge of condensing into a Nascent Soul. The profundity of his spiritual energy had already approached 70 percent of a Human Path Nascent Soul cultivator’s power.

With such profound magic power, he refined 12 frigid rivers into his body using his unique divine ability, transforming them into 12 Frigid River Mother-Child Immortal Swords, each possessing power as high as the fourth tier.

So many immortal swords—even a Golden Core Perfection cultivator would find their spiritual power depleted after just a few activations, leaving them with nothing but regret.

Yet he showed no fear of the mana drain. With a single exhale, 12 streaks of pristine sword radiance shot forth, weaving and cleaving through the air. Alone, he actually overwhelmed 9 Golden Core demons.

Lyra (Person Name) single-handedly battled 7 Golden Core (Cultivation Realm) demons, including 2 at the Golden Core, Late Stage (Cultivation Realm), forcing them into relentless retreat.

Eldrin's magical power was somewhat weaker, yet wielding the Celestial Parting Twin Swords with masterful prowess, he single-handedly battled 2 Golden Core, Late Stage demon kings—the Great Roc and the Pale Serpent—and astonishingly gained the upper hand.

The 2 sides battled for half an hour. Just as the fight reached a stalemate, Eldrin (Person Name) seized the opportunity for a lethal strike.

In the blink of an eye, his pupils ignited with brilliance. Instantaneously, he summoned the Dual Polarity Divine Thunder (Cultivation Art), forcing the Great Roc Demon King to vomit blood and stagger backward. Then, the 1000-Demon Slaying Sword (Magic Treasure) descended with devastating force.

Although the Great Roc Demon King possessed formidable power, the 1000-Demon Slaying Sword (Magic Treasure) was inherently designed to vanquish demonic beings. The dragon soul manifested from the black-gold sword aura actually managed to intimidate the Great Roc Demon King.

In the span of a single dazed moment, the crimson-eyed wolf lunged once more. Its speed was so astonishing it seemed to defy reality, leaving behind a series of afterimages as it closed in. A foul, fishy stench washed over him, and the wolf's gaping maw, filled with jagged fangs, was aimed squarely at his throat. "Seeking death!" A cold glint flashed in Lin Xuan's eyes. He didn't even bother to draw his sword. Instead, he simply raised his hand and pointed. A piercing sword cry erupted as a streak of blue light shot from his fingertip. It transformed into a 3-foot-long cyan sword beam, radiating a chilling, murderous aura. The wolf, sensing the imminent danger, instinctively tried to evade. But how could its speed possibly compare to a flying sword? Whoosh! With a sound like tearing silk, the cyan sword beam pierced straight through the wolf's body. A spray of fresh blood erupted, and the beast was cleanly sliced in 2, its halves tumbling lifelessly through the empty air.

"Ah—"

A Golden Core, Late Stage (Cultivation Realm) demon king bleeding profusely truly startled the other demon kings and fiends on the battlefield.

Witnessing the Great Roc Demon King slain, his Golden Core collected into Eldrin’s sleeve, and his demonic soul devoured by the 1000-Demon Slaying Sword, the group of Golden Core demon kings could no longer remain still.

"It’s the 1000-Demon Slaying Sword (Magic Treasure)!"

The White Snake Demon King roared in shock and fury, hastily turning to flee for his life in a frantic rush.

The remaining demon kings were both shocked and enraged. 1 of them roared, "This sword must be destroyed, or it will become a calamity for our demon race!"

The reputation of the 1000-Demon Slaying Sword (Magic Treasure) was simply too formidable. This blade had been forged specifically for slaying demons and evil spirits, making it excessively potent against the demon race.

Even a mighty demon king ranked among the top 10 in The Vast Sea (Location), like the Great Peng Demon King, had his soul seized and was slain with a single sword strike. If it were to advance into a Demon-Subduing Supreme Treasure (Magic Treasure), the very thought was staggering.

Moreover, in the eyes of demons and monsters, this sword appeared to have been tempered using human souls as sacrificial offerings. Such a method of sword consecration violated the natural order, and it was feared that 1 would inevitably bear immense karmic consequences and karmic burden in the future.

Witnessing the 1000-Demon Slaying Sword (Magic Treasure) wreaking havoc, a group of Golden Core demon kings abandoned their current opponents and charged forth with frenzied fury.

Eldrin's gaze turned slightly cold as he directly hurled out the Earthen Sovereign Bell. This supreme-grade magic treasure not only possessed unparalleled defensive capabilities but also unleashed a terrifying, overwhelmingly fierce power.

Such a colossal strike, carrying the force of a 100 million jun, came crashing down and actually cleaved the body of a Golden Core demon king in 2.

Chapter 1 The biting cold wind howled across the snowy plains, whipping up flurries of ice crystals that shimmered under the pale moonlight. Amidst this desolate landscape, a lone figure sat cross-legged atop a glacial peak, his robes fluttering violently in the gale. Yun Che's (Person Name) eyes snapped open, twin pools of profound darkness that seemed to swallow the surrounding light. A faint, ethereal glow enveloped his body—the telltale sign of successfully breaking through to the next layer of the 9 Revolutions Mysterious Art (Cultivation Method). "Finally," he whispered, his breath forming mist in the frigid air. "The seventh revolution." For 3 years, he had secluded himself in this frozen wasteland, enduring hardships that would have broken lesser cultivators. The memories of his former life in the Azure Cloud Sect (Sect Name) flashed through his mind—the betrayal, the fall from grace, the countless sneers and mocking glances. His fingers unconsciously traced the faint scar on his chest, a permanent reminder of that fateful day when his spiritual roots were severed by his once-trusted junior apprentice brother. The pain had been excruciating, both physically and spiritually, but it had also forged within him an unyielding determination. From within his spatial ring, he retrieved a jade bottle containing precisely 30-2 Blood Reversion Pills (Elixir). Each pill represented a fortune of 1,000 spirit stones on the market—a sum that would have been unimaginable during his days as a sect disciple. "Eldrin (Person Name) will pay for what he did," Yun Che murmured, his voice barely audible yet carrying the weight of mountains. "The Azure Cloud Sect will learn what true talent means." Suddenly, the air around him grew heavy, thick with gathering spiritual energy. Dark clouds converged overhead, crackling with nascent lightning. The Heavenly Tribulation (Cultivation Phenomenon) was approaching—the inevitable trial that accompanied every major breakthrough in cultivation. Yun Che's lips curved into a faint smile. He had been waiting for this moment, preparing for it through countless sleepless nights and endless meditation sessions. His hand tightened around the hilt of the Li Fire Sword of the Returning Abyss (Magic Treasure), the ancient blade humming in anticipation. "Come then," he challenged the gathering storm, his stance firm and unyielding. "Let us see what tricks heaven has in store this time." The first bolt of tribulation lightning descended, illuminating the entire glacial plain in blinding whiteness. But Yun Che didn't flinch, his figure standing tall against the heavenly wrath, a solitary rebel defying the very laws of nature.