Chapter 532 : Sword Immortal Descends, Demons Tremble

"Very well."

The Great Roc Demon Emperor nodded and, joining forces with the other, launched an assault towards the location of the Seclusion Chamber.

Simultaneously, the expressions of the three individuals before the Seclusion Chamber—Eldrin Chen and his companions—abruptly shifted dramatically, revealing a flicker of profound shock.

Two Demon Emperor and Demon Monarch at the Nascent Soul Great Perfection realm were attacking. For the three of them, with their current level of cultivation, attempting to block this was akin to a mantis trying to stop a chariot—utterly futile and impossible to withstand.

Yet, in that very instant, just as the Blood Ghost Elder Demon and the Great Roc Demon Emperor were about to reach them, the doors of the Seclusion Chamber underwent a sudden, dramatic change. With a thunderous boom, they swung open.

A figure of imposing stature emerged. The newcomer was clad in azure robes, his hair a cascade of white, each strand seemingly imbued with a Sword Intent [a cultivator's profound will and concept focused through the sword, capable of severing immortals and slaying gods]. He resembled a sword immortal descended from the Nine Heavens [a mythical realm representing the highest heavens].

His bearing was transcendent to an extreme degree, so much so that for a moment, everyone present was stunned into inaction. He merely lifted his gaze to regard the Demonic Monsters, and in response, a single flash of sword light surged forth to meet them.

"Trouble—!"

The Blood Ghost Elder Demon and the Great Roc Demon Emperor wore expressions of utter astonishment, yet in that same instant, they sensed a lethal, overwhelming threat.

The newcomer had prepared for this moment. The power contained within this single sword strike surpassed even the domain of the Nascent Soul Great Perfection realm, brushing against the very threshold of the Pure Yang Realm [a legendary cultivation realm of ultimate yang purity and power]. It was unleashed with the sole, unwavering intent to slay them both. For uninterrupted reading, go to audio-novel-dot-com.

At the moment of life and death, Blood Ghost Elder Demon roared, summoning forth his Lifebound Primordial Embryo [the core spiritual essence bound to a cultivator's life] Blood Ghost once more. It erupted with boundless power, striving to block this sword strike.

"*Clang—*"

A sword's hum resonated. A boundless, endless Water Essence sword radiance swept across, and with a sharp *clang*, it cleaved the Nascent Soul Great Perfection Blood Ghost cleanly in two.

"Ah! My Lifebound Blood Ghost!"

Blood Ghost Elder Demon let out a wretched cry, spewing a mouthful of blood, his face etched with utter disbelief.

He stared at the newcomer in profound shock, his voice trembling with incredulity. "Caelum the Wavestrider, weren't you dead?"

"Caelum the Wavestrider! Caelum, the Sword Immortal of the Vast Sea!"

One True Lord [a title for powerful Nascent Soul cultivators] after another, along with the Demonic Monsters, stared in stunned bewilderment, their gazes fixed on that figure in disbelief.

Caelum the Wavestrider, also known as the Wavestrider Sword Immortal.

This individual was the foremost master of the Sword Dao [the Way of the Sword] within the Eastern Sea Cultivation World. A Millennium ago, he had already successfully drawn upon his Heavenly Soul [one of the three souls in Daoist cosmology, representing the celestial aspect], his cultivation and attainment having reached the Half-Step Pure Yang Realm. His combat prowess ranked him among the top five Nascent Soul True Lord within the entire Purple Realm.

His combat prowess was so terrifying that it even drew the apprehension of the Demon Progenitor and the Demon Monarch.

Three hundred years ago, Caelum the Wavestrider attempted to break through to the Nascent Soul Realm on Wavestrider Island in the Eastern Sea. At the final, critical moment, his Dao path was obstructed by several Nascent Soul Colossus including the Blood God Ancient Ancestor and the Jiayu Heavenly Demon, ultimately causing him to fall at the very last step of his breakthrough.

At that time, the Purple Realm was shaken. Countless Human Race True Lord lamented his fate, grieving that the Human Race had lost a future titan among sword immortals.

Yet, what no one could have ever imagined was that the failure of that breakthrough had been anticipated all along by Caelum the Wavestrider himself.

Dorian Ji and Caelum the Wavestrider were the closest of friends. It was Dorian Ji who, after years of meticulous planning, orchestrated Caelum the Wavestrider's feigned death, allowing him to slip away quietly to the Ji Clan to act as Dorian Ji's guardian during his own Dao path.

To achieve this, Caelum the Wavestrider had not hesitated to abandon his physical body, arriving at the Ji Clan with only his Nascent Soul [the spiritual core of a cultivator] and his Earthly Soul [one of the three souls representing the connection to the mortal world]. The reason the Ji Clan had forbidden outsiders from using their Nirvana Pool [a mystical pool capable of rebirth and restoration] in previous years was precisely because it was being used by Caelum the Wavestrider to restore his physical form.

Having paid such a tremendous price to guard Dorian Ji's path, Caelum the Wavestrider would, in turn, receive Dorian Ji's aid in breaking through to the Pure Yang Realm [a realm of supreme yang purity and power] once his friend succeeded.

The bond between the two men, forged over several Millennium of life-and-death trials, ran even deeper than that of Dao companions. It was precisely because of this absolute trust that Dorian Ji could allow Caelum the Wavestrider to stand guard within his very Cultivation Cave [a secluded abode for meditation and cultivation] during his own breakthrough, effectively entrusting his life to his friend's hands.

One could say that when Dorian Ji embarked on his breakthrough, he placed his very life in the hands of Caelum the Wavestrider, a testament to the profound sincerity and absolute trust between them.

Caelum the Wavestrider did not disappoint. The moment he struck, he caught the Demonic Monsters completely off guard. With a single sword stroke, he shattered the signature technique of the Blood Ghost Elder Demon and inflicted a grievous, crippling wound upon him.

"Caelum the Wavestrider [a renowned sword immortal], the premier Sword Immortal of the Eastern Sea [the vast ocean to the east], hahaha!"

"Good, very good, Dorian Ji [a member of the Ji Clan], your schemes run deep indeed."

In that instant, Blood Ghost Elder Demon [a powerful and ancient demonic cultivator] let out a bitter laugh, finally comprehending the chain of cause and effect.

"The Wavestrider Sword [Caelum's legendary immortal sword] has not tasted blood for a long time."

Clad in azure robes, Caelum the Wavestrider stood with three thousand strands of silver-white hair, each strand seemingly imbued with a wisp of Sword Intent [the conceptual will and power of a master swordsman] sharp enough to slay both immortals and demons.

His expression was serene and composed. He glanced at the three figures beside him—Eldrin Chen and the others—and spoke, "Guard the Cultivation Cave [a secluded abode for meditation and cultivation]. I shall go and cut them down." Find this and other novels at (audio-novel.com).

"We will hold the line, Senior."

Eldrin Chen nodded in understanding. If beings of such power were to unleash their full might before the Cultivation Cave, it would inevitably disrupt Dorian Ji within. It was imperative to draw the enemies away.

Upon hearing their affirmation, Caelum the Wavestrider transformed into a streak of sapphire sword radiance and soared into the sky, charging directly toward Blood Ghost Elder Demon and the Great Roc Demon Emperor [a mighty demon ruler in the form of a giant roc].

The outcome of this clash was a foregone conclusion. Caelum the Wavestrider was the foremost Sword Cultivator [a practitioner who specializes in the sword path] of the Eastern Sea, and the Wavestrider Sword in his hand was no ordinary blade. It was his Lifebound Pure Yang Immortal Sword [a personal immortal sword forged with one's essence and soul], a peerless weapon tempered with Sixth Rank Ancient Vast Sea Gold [a legendary, sixth-rank metal of immense power from the ancient seas].

The might of this Pure Yang Immortal Sword [a sword forged from the purest Yang energy, capable of slaying immortal beings] is truly world-shaking, potent enough to threaten even a Nascent Soul Dao Lord [a supreme cultivator who has mastered their nascent soul and comprehended a fragment of the Great Dao]. Slaying a few Nascent Soul Cultivators [cultivators who have formed their nascent soul, the spiritual embryo of immortality] would be as easy as butchering dogs.

The cultivation of Blood Ghost Elder Demon's lifebound spectral ghost had reached the heights of Nascent Soul Great Perfection [the pinnacle stage of the Nascent Soul realm]. Even a Half-Step Dao Lord [a cultivator on the very cusp of becoming a true Dao Lord] would find it difficult to destroy such an entity. Yet, beneath the Wavestrider Sword [a legendary immortal sword], it was annihilated in a single clash.

From this one sword stroke alone, the terrifying power contained within this blade was made abundantly clear.

Facing such a Sword Immortal, the foremost of the Eastern Sea, whose power could defy even Nascent Soul cultivators, the Great Roc Demon Emperor and Blood Ghost Elder Demon—though hailed as beings of Nascent Soul Great Perfection—were utterly outmatched. Combined, they were not enough to pose a true threat.

In merely a dozen or so exchanges, the Blood Demon Elder Fiend was slain three times in succession. Only by employing the Blood Demon Reincarnation Grand Technique [a forbidden art that consumes a blood clone to cheat death] and sacrificing a Blood God Clone [a clone formed from condensed blood essence and demonic power] did he manage to escape with his life.

The Great Roc Demon Emperor fared little better. Struck twice by the immortal sword, his Superior Grade Spiritual Treasure [a top-tier enchanted artifact, one rank below an immortal treasure] grade battle armor was nearly shattered. To continue fighting would surely cost him his life.

"A Pure Yang Immortal Sword," they whispered, the name itself a portent of doom.

The assembled Demon Emperor and Demon Monarch [titles for supremely powerful demonic rulers] could no longer remain seated. Though they far outnumbered the guardians, facing the Eastern Sea's premier Sword Immortal—who wielded power rivaling half a Nascent Soul cultivator—caused their complexions to pale with dread.

The Wavestrider Sword Immortal not only possessed a Lifebound Pure Yang Immortal Sword [an immortal sword forged with and bound to one's very soul], but had also cultivated his Sword Intent [the conceptual will and sharpness imbued into a swordsman's techniques] to its Great Perfection. His every movement, even a single strand of hair, was saturated with an Indestructible Sword Intent [an unconquerable will focused into the concept of cutting].

A mere strand of hair could sever mountains, cleave great rivers, and slice through the void itself. This was the peerless, supreme realm of Sword Intent.

Such an existence could not be overcome by mere numbers. Even among Top-Tier True Lord cultivators at the Nascent Soul Late Stage, few could withstand three of his sword strikes.

"Aaaargh—"

Once again, Blood Ghost Elder Demon was slain, shrieking as he consumed a Blood Demon Clone to restore his physical form. Yet, his aura had dwindled to less than forty percent of its former strength.

At this moment, he finally sensed the threat of true death. With a desperate cry, he pleaded, "Master, save me!"

"Hmm…"

In that instant, the very void seemed to congeal.

Lifting their gazes, the onlookers beheld a Blood Sea stretching for tens of thousands of Li-length [one Li-length equals five hundred meters] across the horizon, materializing between heaven and earth.

Within that Blood Sea, countless vengeful spirits and malevolent ghosts wailed in torment, their ghastly visages rendering the scene a veritable Avīci Hell [the lowest level of the Buddhist hells, where suffering is ceaseless].

A phantom figure clad in blood-red robes manifested upon the Blood Sea. It appeared as the sovereign of that sanguine expanse, the undisputed lord of a boundless domain of blood.

"Blood God Ancient Ancestor!"

Upon seeing the newcomer, Caelum the Wavestrider's gaze blazed with unrestrained killing intent.

Had it not been for the obstruction of Blood God Ancient Ancestor and his ilk all those years ago, he would have long since attained the Pure Yang Realm [the highest state of pure, unblemished Yang energy]. He would not have needed to resort to such elaborate schemes. Continue reading this story at audio—novel.com.