Chapter 486 Lorcan of the Lethe (Person Name)

Seeing that everyone had sworn the Heart Demon Oath, True Monarch Jiuchuan took out a treasure ark of the Numinous Treasure grade and declared, "Since all is prepared, let us depart."

This treasure vessel was integrated with a fourth-tier space gem, capable of accommodating over a 100 cultivators while also possessing the ability to conceal auras and remain hidden. It was a spiritual artifact specially borrowed by True Monarch Jiuchuan, serving as the key to this surprise attack.

Several dozen Golden Core cultivators hastily boarded the treasure ark before soaring toward the Bedrock Sea.

After flying for 3 days, they finally infiltrated the core of the Stone Steadfast Sea, now less than 10 1000 li from the spirit island where the Bixi Demon King was in secluded cultivation.

Seeing how the Bixi Demon King was still in seclusion, the 9 Rivers True Monarch summoned a magical treasure to conceal their treasure ark, then declared, "We shall bide our time. When it undergoes the heavenly tribulation of lightning, we strike."

"Understood."

Eldrin nodded, his gaze drifting toward True Lord Jiuchuan’s forehead. Unaccountably, he noticed a wisp of dark energy swirling above it—an unmistakable aura of ill omen.

Lyra noticed the subtle shift in his expression and transmitted her voice silently, "What's wrong?"

"A black aura shrouds your crown, foreboding ill omens."

A faint twitch appeared between Eldrin’s brows as he quietly sent a voice transmission to Lyra.

Hearing this, Lyra's pupils contracted slightly. Since obtaining the Great Deduction Ancient Scroll, Eldrin had devoted all his spare time to comprehending this ancient scripture.

It seemed he possessed an extraordinary talent for the art of celestial divination, allowing his cultivation to advance by leaps and bounds. Thus, although he had obtained this manual for only a brief period, he had already begun to grasp its fundamentals.

At this thought, Lyra couldn't help but remark, "Since you've detected the anomaly, I fear this battle may take an unexpected turn."

Eldrin nodded and said, "Should any unforeseen circumstances arise in this battle, we must not separate."

As the crowd waited, 3 figures gathered in a grand hall atop a fifth-order spirit island far away in the Stone Sea Region.

Unexpectedly, the 1 seated upon the main throne of the grand hall was not the Stone Monkey Emperor, but a handsome man clad in crimson robes.

His cultivation was merely at the Great Perfection of the Golden Core realm, yet his aura was exceptionally noble. A trace of crimson bloomed within his pupils, resembling a bewithering flower of the underworld.

Behind this person stood 2 figures. The 1 on the left wore black robes, his aura profound as abyssal oceans, actually surpassing Lord Jiuchuan by 20-some percent.

The figure on the right was none other than the Lord of the Pantheon Sea Region. Despite being at the Nascent Soul, Early Stage (Cultivation Realm), he unconsciously appeared slightly diminished in the presence of that strikingly handsome man.

At that moment, the Stone Monstrous Emperor cast an extremely wary glance at the black-robed figure before turning to the handsome man. "Lorcan of the Lethe, since they've reached the outskirts of the Spirit Island, shall we simply make our move and eliminate them?"

"What's the rush?"

The man in the blood-red robe smiled faintly, the spider lilies in his pupils blooming with an increasingly bewitching allure. "What I relish most," he murmured, "is witnessing that moment of stunned disbelief on my opponent's face when victory is within their grasp, only to be snatched away."

"This..."

The Stone Serpent Emperor's expression shifted slightly, but he said nothing more.

Just then, the handsome man reached out and clawed at the empty air, remarking, "The 8 Trigrams Demon-Refining Banner (Magic Treasure) and the Gengjin Demon-Slaying Sword Talisman—that Jiuchuan has hidden them quite well."

"If I hadn't come to assist you this time, your Ba Xia Bloodline (Demon Beast) would most likely have perished midway."

Hearing this, the Boulder Demon Emperor smiled and said, "I must thank you, young master, for lending me a hand."

"No need for thanks, this is merely the agreed-upon compensation."

Lorcan of the Lethe (Person Name) murmured with serene composure, a faint smile gracing his brow. "I shall aid you in slaying Jiuchuan, and you shall assist me in breaching Jiuchuan Island."

"Once this is accomplished, the Nascent Soul of Jiuchuan, along with the hundreds of millions of humans on Jiuchuan Island, shall rightfully become mine to claim."

Lorcan of the Lethe revealed a sinister grin. "If I can sacrifice billions of humans from the 9 Rivers Islands, I will undoubtedly master the Blood Demon Art and forge the Heavenly Blood Demon Nascent Soul in 1 fell swoop."

The demon's whispers sent a chill down even the Stoneheart Demon Emperor's spine.

It recalled the origins of this Lorcan of the Lethe. He hailed from a lineage of the Purple Mansion, and at the mere age of 18, he had blood-sacrificed his entire clan—mortals and cultivators alike. This act caught the attention of the Dao Blood God Ancestor, who then took him in as his final disciple.

1 could say he was a natural-born seed of demonic cultivation. Should he forge a Heavenly Dao Nascent Soul, he would undoubtedly become 1 of the most terrifying calamitous scourges this world has ever known.

But what did that have to do with him? In the demon race, where the strong preyed on the weak, as long as mutual benefit could be achieved, even if the person before him was an Extraterrestrial Demon, cooperation was not entirely out of the question.

The true apprehension of the invasion by the Outer Demons was a matter that concerned only a few key figures—the human sovereigns and the demon patriarchs of the demonic races.

At this thought, the Stone Serpent Emperor chuckled, "As long as we eliminate Old Monster Jiuchuan and the human elites in this battle, I will surely shatter the tortoise shell of 9 Rivers Island."

Just securing the attendance bonus, will revise the next few 100 words later. The Stone Monkey Demon Emperor's expression shifted slightly, yet he refrained from further comment.

"If I hadn't come to assist you this time, I'm afraid your Ba Xia Bloodline (Demon Beast) would have most likely perished midway."

Hearing this, the Rockfiend Emperor smiled and said, "I must thank you, young master, for lending me a hand."

"No need for thanks, this is merely the agreed-upon compensation."

Lorcan of the Lethe (Person Name) murmured impassively, a faint smile gracing his brow. "I shall aid you in slaying Jiuchuan, and you shall assist me in breaching 9 Streams Isle."

"Once this is accomplished, the Nascent Soul of Jiuchuan, along with the hundreds of millions of humans on Jiuchuan Island, shall all fall into my hands."

The demon's whispers sent a chill down even the Rock Demon Emperor's spine.

It recalled the origins of this Lorcan of the Lethe. He was born into a Violet Mansion noble clan, yet at merely 18 years of age, he blood-sacrificed all his clansmen—mortals and cultivators alike. This act caught the attention of the Dao Blood God Ancestor, who took him in as a final disciple.

It could be said he was a natural-born seed of demonic cultivation. Once he forged a Heavenly Path Nascent Soul, he would undoubtedly become 1 of the most terrifying sources of calamity in the world.

But what did that have to do with him? In the demonic realm, where the strong preyed on the weak, as long as mutual benefit could be achieved, even if the person before him was an otherworldly demon, cooperation was not entirely out of the question.

The true concern over the invasion of the Outer Demons was, in fact, a matter reserved for the few great ancestors of the human race and the demonic clans.

At this thought, the Rock Demon Emperor chuckled, "As long as we eliminate Old Monster Jiuchuan and the human elites in this battle, I will surely shatter the turtle shell of Jiuchuan Island."

The true apprehension towards the invasion of the Outer Demons remains a matter for the human race and the few Ancestral Elders of the demon race.

At this thought, the Rock Demon Emperor chuckled, "As long as we eliminate Old Monster Jiuchuan and the human elites in this battle, I will surely shatter the turtle shell of 9 Rivers Island."

Chapter 1 The biting cold wind howled through the mountain pass, carrying with it the scent of decay and withered leaves. Lin Feng tightened his tattered robe, his breath forming pale mist in the moonless night. His fingers, numb from the cold, unconsciously traced the jade slip hidden within his sleeve—the very reason he was being hunted like prey. "Found you!" A sharp voice cut through the darkness. 3 figures descended from the sky, their black robes fluttering like raven's wings. The leader, a man with a scar across his left cheek, revealed a cruel smile. "Hand over the Profound Jade Scripture, and we might grant you a swift death." Lin Feng's eyes narrowed. The spiritual energy within his dantian surged, circulating through his meridians. He had only broken through to the third layer of Qi Refinement 3 days prior, while his pursuers were all at least at the fifth layer. The odds were overwhelmingly against him. "Dream on," Lin Feng spat through gritted teeth. Scarface chuckled coldly. "Then don't blame us for being ruthless." The 3 simultaneously drew their swords. 3 streaks of cold light, swift as vipers, shot toward Lin Feng's vital points. The surrounding air grew heavy with killing intent, causing the nearby trees to tremble. At that critical moment, a strange symbol surfaced in Lin Feng's consciousness—a legacy from the jade slip. Without a second thought, he channeled all his spiritual power toward it. Boom! A golden light erupted from his body, forming a protective barrier. The 3 sword strikes collided with the barrier, creating dazzling sparks but failing to breach it. "What?!" Scarface's expression shifted dramatically. "This is... a defensive artifact?" Lin Feng felt the spiritual energy within him rapidly depleting. He knew this barrier wouldn't hold for long. Seizing the moment of his opponents' shock, he turned and fled deeper into the mountains. "After him!" Scarface roared, leading the chase. The pursuit continued for what felt like an eternity. Lin Feng's spiritual energy was nearly exhausted when he suddenly stumbled upon a hidden cave behind a waterfall. Without hesitation, he slipped inside. The cave was unexpectedly spacious, with glowing moss providing faint illumination. At its center stood a stone platform, upon which sat a skeleton clad in pristine white robes. A spatial ring gleamed on 1 of its finger bones. Lin Feng approached cautiously and picked up the ring. As his spiritual sense probed it, his eyes widened in astonishment. Inside the ring were mountains of spirit stones—at least 100,000—along with numerous jade slips and several magical treasures. But what truly shocked him was an identity token: "Eldrin, Inner Disciple of the Heavenly Star Sect." Heavenly Star Sect? Wasn't that the legendary superpower that had vanished 30 1000 years ago? Just as Lin Feng was lost in thought, a beam of light shot from the token and entered his forehead. Vast amounts of information flooded his mind—cultivation techniques, alchemy methods, formation knowledge... When he finally regained his senses, a profound look crossed his eyes. He bowed deeply to the skeleton. "Senior Eldrin, your legacy shall not fall into unworthy hands." He then turned his attention to a jade slip labeled "Li Fire Sword of the Returning Abyss." According to the introduction, this was a top-grade magical treasure left behind by Eldrin, capable of severing mountains and splitting seas when fully unleashed. However, to wield it, 1 needed at least Foundation Building cultivation. Lin Feng took a deep breath. It seemed his path of cultivation was only just beginning.