Chapter 532 : Sword Immortal's Resurgence

"Very well."

The Great Roc Demon Emperor nodded and joined forces with him, launching an assault towards the location of the Seclusion Chamber.

At the same moment, the expressions of the three individuals—Eldrin Chen and his companions—standing before the Seclusion Chamber changed drastically, revealing a flicker of profound shock.

Two Demon Monarch at the Great Perfection of Infant Soul were attacking. With their current level of cultivation, attempting to block them would be as futile as a mantis trying to stop a chariot; they simply lacked the power to withstand such an assault.

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

A figure of imposing stature emerged. Clad in verdant robes with hair as white as snow, each strand seemed to shimmer with the sword intent of Immortal-Slaying God-Slaying [a supreme sword art capable of slaying even gods and immortals]. He appeared like a Sword Immortal [a master swordsman who has transcended mortality] descended from the Nine Heavens [the highest celestial realms].

His aura was transcendent to an extreme degree, so much so that for a moment, everyone present was stunned into inaction. With a mere glance at the demonic beings, he raised his hand and unleashed a single, devastating sword beam aimed directly at them.

"Not good—!"

Both Blood Ghost Old Demon and the Great Roc Demon Emperor wore expressions of utter astonishment, yet in that same instant, they sensed a lethal threat bearing down upon them.

The newcomer had clearly prepared for this moment. The power contained within this single sword strike surpassed the ordinary limits of the Great Perfection of Infant Soul, brushing against the threshold of the Primordial Solar Realm [the next major realm of cultivation]. It was a blow forged with the sole intent of their utter annihilation. Original English translation available at audi0-n0vel.c0m.

At the moment of life and death, Blood Ghost Old Demon roared furiously, channeling his Great Perfection of Infant Soul [the pinnacle stage of the Infant Soul cultivation realm] Blood Ghost [a malevolent spirit refined from blood and souls] to lash out, unleashing boundless power in a desperate attempt to block this sword strike.

"Clang—"

A sword's keen cry rang out, followed by an endless, sweeping arc of water-element sword light. With a resounding clang, it cleaved the Great Perfection of Infant Soul Blood Ghost cleanly in two.

"Ah! My life-bound Blood Ghost!"

Blood Ghost Old Demon let out a wretched scream, spewing a mouthful of blood, his face a mask of utter disbelief.

Staring at the newcomer with profound shock, he stammered incredulously, "Billowing Waves, weren't you dead?"

"Billowing Waves, the Vast Sea Sword Immortal!"

Every True Lord [a title for cultivators at the Nascent Soul or Primordial Spirit stage] and demon present was stunned, their gazes fixed on that figure with utter disbelief.

Billowing Waves, also known as Surging Wave Sword Immortal.

This man was the foremost master of the Sword Path [the Way of the Sword, a major cultivation discipline] in the Eastern Sea Cultivation World. A millennium ago, he had already attracted his Heaven Soul [a celestial destiny or fate, a sign of immense potential], his cultivation and mastery having reached the Half-Step Primordial Solar Realm [a quasi-realm between the Nascent Soul and Primordial Spirit stages]. His combat prowess ranked him among the top five Infant Soul True Lord [True Lords at the Nascent Soul stage] within the entire Purple Seal Realm.

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

Three hundred years ago, Billowing Waves attempted to break through to the Primordial Spirit Realm on Surging Wave Island in the Eastern Sea. At the final, critical moment, his path was obstructed by several Primordial Spirit Paragon-level beings, including Blood God Patriarch and Kaya Heavenly Demon, ultimately causing him to fall at the very last step of his breakthrough.

At that time, the entire Purple Seal Realm was shaken. Countless True Lord of the Human Race lamented his fate, grieving the loss of a future titan, a Future Sword Immortal for their race.

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

Dorian Ji and Billowing Waves were the closest of friends. It was Dorian who, after years of meticulous planning, arranged for Billowing Waves to feign death during that event, allowing him to slip away quietly to the Ji Clan to act as Dorian's guardian during his own cultivation journey.

To achieve this, Billowing Waves had willingly abandoned his physical body, arriving at the Ji Clan with only his Infant Soul [the nascent spiritual form of a high-level cultivator] and his Earth Soul [one of the foundational spiritual souls of a cultivator]. The reason the Ji Clan's Nirvana Pool [a mystical pool capable of rebirth and restoration] had been forbidden to outsiders in recent years was precisely because it was being used by Billowing Waves to reconstruct his physical form.

Having paid such a steep price to guard Dorian's path, the understanding was that once Dorian successfully broke through, he would in turn assist Billowing Waves in achieving his own ascension to the Primordial Solar Realm.

Bound by a friendship forged over millennia of life-and-death trials, the bond between Dorian Ji and Billowing Waves ran deeper than even that of cultivation partners. It was precisely because of this absolute trust that Dorian felt secure enough to have Billowing Waves guard him within his very own cultivation chamber during his breakthrough—a moment when a cultivator is at their most vulnerable.

One could say that during Dorian's breakthrough, he entrusted his very life into the hands of Billowing Waves, a testament to the profound sincerity and absolute trust between them.

Billowing Waves did not disappoint. Striking with devastating suddenness, he caught the demonic cultivators completely off guard. With a single, masterful sword stroke, he shattered the signature technique of Blood Ghost Old Demon and inflicted grievous wounds upon him.

"Billowing Waves [a renowned sword cultivator], Eastern Sea's First Sword Immortal [the foremost sword immortal of the Eastern Sea], ha ha ha!"

"Good, very good, Dorian Ji [a master strategist], your schemes run deep indeed."

In that instant, Blood Ghost Old Demon [a malevolent demonic cultivator] let out a bitter laugh, finally understanding the chain of cause and effect.

"The Surging Wave Sword [a legendary immortal sword] has not tasted blood for a long time."

Clad in verdant robes, Billowing Waves stood with three thousand strands of silver-white hair, each strand seemingly imbued with a sword intent [a cultivator's focused will to wield a blade] sharp enough to slay immortals and demons alike.

His expression was calm and detached. He glanced at the three figures beside him—Eldrin Chen [the protagonist, a rising star cultivator] and the others—and spoke, "Guard the grotto-abode [a cultivator's secluded dwelling place]. I shall go and cut them down." This chapter appears courtesy of https://audio-novel.com.

"Rest assured, Senior."

Eldrin Chen nodded. If such powerful beings fought with their full strength before the grotto-abode, it would inevitably disturb Dorian Ji within. It was necessary to force the enemies to move farther away.

Upon hearing the reply, Billowing Waves transformed into a streak of azure sword light and soared into the sky, charging directly at Blood Ghost Old Demon and the Great Roc Demon Emperor [a mighty demon sovereign in the form of a giant roc].

The outcome of this battle held no suspense. Billowing Waves was the Eastern Sea's Premier Sword Cultivator [the most skilled sword practitioner in the Eastern Sea]. The Surging Wave Sword in his hand was a Lifebound Primordial Solar Immortal Sword [a sword forged with one's life essence and soul, achieving immortal grade], further refined by fusing it with Sixth Rank Ancient Sea Gold [a legendary, top-tier spiritual metal].

The might of this Primordial Solar Immortal Sword [a legendary sword forged from the essence of the primordial sun] is world-shaking, potent enough to threaten a Primordial Spirit Path Lord [a master cultivator whose spirit has transcended mortal limits]. Slaying a few Infant Soul Cultivator [cultivators who have nurtured a nascent spiritual core] would be as easy as butchering dogs for it.

Blood Ghost Old Demon's life-bound Ghost Cultivator [a spectral entity bound to a demonic cultivator's soul] had reached the Great Perfection of Infant Soul [the pinnacle stage of the Infant Soul realm]. Even a half-step Path Lord [a cultivator on the verge of attaining Path Lord mastery] would find it difficult to destroy. Yet, under the Surging Wave Sword [a sword whose power manifests as crashing, endless waves], it was annihilated in a single clash.

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

Facing such a being—the Eastern Sea's First Sword Immortal [a title bestowed upon the premier swordmaster of the Eastern Sea], who possessed strength sufficient to challenge a Primordial Spirit [a cultivator whose spirit has achieved primordial unity]—the Great Roc Demon Emperor and Blood Ghost Old Demon, though hailed as masters of the Great Perfection of Infant Soul, were utterly outmatched. Combined, they were not enough to pose a true threat.

In merely a dozen or so exchanges, the Blood Demon Old Freak was slain three times in succession. He only managed to preserve his wretched life by consuming his Blood God Avatar [a powerful clone formed from condensed blood essence] to fuel the Blood Demon Reincarnation Grand Art [a forbidden art that allows rebirth at a terrible cost] and flee.

The Great Roc Demon Emperor fared little better. Struck twice by the immortal sword, his Superior Spiritual Treasure [a top-tier enchanted artifact] grade Protective Battle Armor [armor forged to withstand immense spiritual assaults] was nearly shattered. To continue fighting would surely mean forfeiting his life.

"The Primordial Solar Immortal Sword," they whispered, the name itself a portent of doom.

The assembled Demon Emperor and Demon Monarch [titles for powerful demon rulers] could no longer remain seated. Though they vastly outnumbered the Path Guardian [guardians of a sacred cultivation path], confronting the Eastern Sea's First Sword Immortal—who wielded combat power rivaling half a Primordial Spirit—caused their complexions to pale with dread.

The Surging Wave Sword Immortal not only possessed the Lifebound Primordial Solar Immortal Sword [a sword soul-bonded to its wielder, sharing their life force], but had also cultivated his sword intent to the Great Perfection realm. His every movement, even a single strand of his hair, was imbued with the Indestructibility Sword Intent [a conceptual sword force that denies erosion and destruction].

A mere strand of hair could sever mountains, cleave great rivers, and slice through the void itself. This was the power of the Supreme Sword Intent Realm [the ultimate realm of conceptual sword mastery].

Such an existence could not be overcome by mere numbers. Even a Peak True Lord at the Infant Soul Late Stage would find few who could withstand three of his sword strikes.

"Aaaargh—"

Once again, Blood Ghost Old Demon was cleaved apart. With a wretched scream, 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 looming threat of Death. In a desperate shriek, he cried out, "Master, save me!"

"Hmmmm…"

In that instant, the very void seemed to congeal.

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

Within that Sea of Blood, countless vengeful spirits and malevolent ghosts wailed in torment, its ghastly and terrifying visage akin to the Avici Hell [the deepest and most terrible of the Buddhist hells].

A Blood Robe Figure [a figure clad in robes of blood], illusory as a Path Void, manifested atop the Sea of Blood. It appeared as the Sovereign of that sanguine ocean, the undisputed master of that boundless, blood-soaked domain.

"Blood God Patriarch!"

Upon seeing the newcomer, Billowing Waves's gaze erupted with unrestrained killing intent.

If not for the obstruction of Blood God Patriarch and his ilk all those years ago, he would have long since ascended to the Primordial Solar Realm [the realm of the primordial sun, a pinnacle of cultivation]. Why would he need to resort to such elaborate schemes now? This chapter appears courtesy of @udio-novel.com.