Chapter 533 : Heaven Soul Descends Upon Path Void

The enmity of blocking one's path to the Dao is akin to the murder of one's parents; it is no wonder Billowing Waves harbors boundless killing intent.

Unfazed by Billowing Waves's expression, Blood God Patriarch looked at him and said, "Youngster Canglang, I never imagined that three hundred years ago, you actually managed to deceive this old man by feigning your death."

"But such a stratagem... surely it wasn't something your temperament could have devised, was it?"

As he spoke, his gaze shifted towards the Seclusion Chamber, focusing intently as he continued, "I had long heard that the Ji Clan's young master calculates without omission, yet he has always remained low-key and unassuming."

"Only today do I understand that Dorian Ji truly deserves to be called the foremost strategist of the Eastern Region Great Wasteland."

At that very moment, the breakthrough atop Path Void Mountain reached its final, critical juncture.

From the boundless Heavenly Vault above, a supremely resplendent golden sun descended from the Nine Heavens Above, drawing ever nearer as it fell towards the summit of the mountain.

The Heaven Soul [the celestial component of a cultivator's spirit, representing their connection to the heavens] of the Ji Clan Patriarch was descending. Once this Heaven Soul fully settled into place, it would signify Dorian Ji's successful breakthrough into the Primordial Spirit Realm.

Only by forcibly interrupting this process could his attainment of the Primordial Solar [a profound state of cultivation representing pure yang energy and enlightenment] be prevented.

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Witnessing this scene, the Blood God Patriarch let out a cold sneer. In an instant, he manifested a colossal crimson hand that reached out to seize Path Void Mountain.

At that very moment, a celestial river descended from the depths of the Heavenly Vault. Its boundless waters, like nine rivers of Celestial Silver, surged forth to scour all in their path, crashing directly towards the Blood God Patriarch.

"Hmm—"

The Blood God Patriarch channeled his power into the Blood Demon Great Hand Seal to block the assault. His gaze then lifted, piercing through the Nine Heavens Above.

There, spanning tens of thousands of Li-lengths across the firmament, an ancient painting was suspended at the horizon's edge. It depicted mountains, rivers, and lands, but most prominent were a blazing crimson sun and a winding Long River.

"The Long River Setting Sun Painting."

The moment he saw this treasure, the Blood God Patriarch recognized its owner.

He stared into the depths of the Heavenly Vault, his expression turning grave. "Old Freak of the Long River, do you intend to shield his path?" he demanded.

On the ground below, the gathered cultivators watched the Heavenly Vault with rapt attention, their faces one by one paling with awe and dread.

Eldrin Chen looked up. Seated cross-legged within the Nine Heavens Above was an elder draped in Daoist robes, his bearing ethereal and immortal, the very picture of transcendent grace.

That elder's bearing was truly transcendent, like an ancient immortal from the Nine Heavens Above [the highest celestial realms] wandering amidst the Mortal Dust [the mundane world of mortals], who had manifested here in this Mortal Realm [the mortal world] vast land as if by serendipitous chance.

"Long River Path Lord."

Eldrin Chen murmured, his expression one of profound reverence.

The Long River Path Lord attained his Path [reached the pinnacle of his cultivation path] seven thousand years ago. He is the master of the Long River Holy Land, one of the three Path Lord Sacred Land [sanctified lands ruled by a Path Lord] of the Human Race within the Eastern Region Great Wasteland.

He holds dominion over the upper reaches of the Eastern Barrens Ancestral River, having forged his Path through the Dao of Water, founding the Human River Holy Land to safeguard the hundreds of millions of the Human Race within the Long River Ancient Domain.

This venerable Path Lord [a supreme cultivator who has mastered a fundamental Path of the world] is not only a Primordial Solar Path Lord [a Path Lord whose power is likened to the primordial sun] himself, but has also nurtured a disciple who reached the Primordial Solar Realm [a supreme cultivation realm]. He can truly be called one of the Sea-Calmer [a metaphor for a great stabilizing force] of the Eastern Region Great Wasteland.

His cultivation base soars to the Sixfold Heaven [the sixth level] of the Path Lord realm. The Long River Setting Sun Painting [a legendary painting depicting a long river at sunset] in his possession is a superior-grade Primordial Solar Supreme Treasure [a treasure of the highest order, comparable to the primordial sun], potent enough to anchor the Fortune [the destiny and spiritual prosperity] of his Path Lord Sacred Land.

Faced with such a Human Race Path Lord, even the Blood God Patriarch revealed a look of solemn gravity. He gazed towards the Heavenly Vault [the firmament], his expression heavy as he muttered, "Why haven't Crocodile Ancestor and Netherworld Old Freak appeared yet?"

The Long River Path Lord, noticing his expression, smiled faintly and said, "There is no need to wait."

"The Stellar Palace will deal with Crocodile Ancestor. The Lin Clan will block the forces from Fallen Deity Ridge. As for Netherworld Old Freak, he would not dare to make a move in front of Fellow Daoist Lin."

Upon hearing this, Blood God Patriarch [the patriarch of the Blood God lineage] could not help but have his expression change drastically.

Within the Eastern Region Great Wasteland [the vast, untamed eastern wilderness], the number of forces at the Primordial Spirit Realm [the realm of the spiritual core] could be counted on one's fingers. Among the Demon Race [the race of demonic beings], there were only two Primordial Spirit [spiritual core] powers: the Black Dragon Demon Ancestor [the ancient progenitor of the black dragon lineage] dwelling within the Vast and Misty Marsh [the expansive, fog-shrouded wetlands], and the Crocodile Ancestor [the primordial ancestor of the crocodile demons] from the lower reaches of the Eastern Barrens Ancestral River [the ancient, life-giving river of the eastern wilds].

There were also only two Primordial Spirit [spiritual core] powers among the Demonic Cultivator [cultivators who follow demonic paths]: one was the Fallen Deity Ridge [the Ridge of the Fallen Divinity], a former sanctuary of a Human Race [the race of humans] Path Lord [a master of a cultivation path] that was later occupied by Demonic Cultivator after the master's passing; the other was the domain of Netherworld Old Freak [the ancient and eccentric master of the underworld], the lord of the Netherworld Sea [the Sea of the Netherworld].

Similarly, the Human Race [human] Path Lord [path master] powers numbered only three: the Long River Holy Land [the Sacred Land of the Eternal River], the Stellar Palace [the Celestial Palace], which ruled over the Stellar Ancient Domain [the Ancient Domain of Stars], and finally, the illustrious Lin Immortal Clan [the Immortal Clan of the Lin family].

Although it seemed the Human Race Path Lord Sacred Land [human sacred lands led by path masters] were one fewer in number, in truth, the demonic and fiendish races possessed only five Primordial Spirit [spiritual core] entities combined, while the Human Race [humans] boasted eight.

The fundamental reason lay in the nature of the races. Demons and fiends were inherently selfish, each coveting resources for themselves alone. In contrast, Human Race [human] sects and clans often supported one another. Thus, a single Path Lord Sacred Land [sacred land of a path master] frequently nurtured more than one Path Lord [master of the cultivation path]. Official source: audio-novel dot com. Unauthorized reproduction is prohibited.

For instance, the Long River Path Lord [the Path Lord of the Eternal River] had personally cultivated a disciple who ascended to the Path Lord [path master] realm. The Stellar Palace [Celestial Palace] was home to three Primordial Spirit Path Lord [path masters at the spiritual core stage].

The Lin Immortal Clan [Lin Immortal Clan], which occupied the foremost sacred mountain of the Eastern Barrens [Eastern Wilds], was even more remarkable. Its Clan Patriarch [family patriarch], Heaven Abandoned Lin [Lin the Heaven-Forsaken], was the premier Sword Cultivator [practitioner of the sword path] in the Eastern Region Great Wasteland [Eastern Great Wasteland]. His cultivation had reached the late Path Lord [path master] stage, placing him among the top ten powerhouses within the entire Purple Seal Realm [Realm of the Purple Seal].

In the past, when Eldrin Chen [Eldrin of the Chen clan] traversed the Qilian Mountain [Qilian Mountains], he had once witnessed the lingering sword intent left behind by Heaven Abandoned Lin [Lin the Heaven-Forsaken].

Back then, Heaven Abandoned Lin [Lin the Heaven-Forsaken] had only just entered the Path Lord [path master] realm. Yet, with a single sword stroke, he annihilated the Demon God Temple [Temple of the Demon God], a site where the Demon Race [demon race] sacrificed to their fiendish deities. The sword intent he left behind had not dissipated even after eight thousand years.

It can be said that the Human Race still holds an absolute advantage within the Eastern Region Great Wasteland. If it were not for the necessity of dispatching several Path Lord to guard the End of the Demonic Abyss, leaving the Human Race short-handed in terms of Path Lord personnel, then how could it ever be the turn of demons and monsters to run rampant within the Eastern Region Great Wasteland?

"Heaven Abandoned Lin."

Upon hearing that both the Fallen Deity Ridge and the Crocodile Ancestor had been blocked, and that the most powerful among them, the Netherworld Patriarch, was also being held back by Heaven Abandoned Lin, the Blood God Patriarch could not help but let a chill seep into his expression.

Although the true foremost powerhouse of the Eastern Region Great Wasteland was that Black Dragon dwelling in its deepest reaches, it had already pledged not to intervene.

At this moment, he understood that he could no longer prevent Dorian Ji from achieving the Path Lord realm.

With this thought, he sneered coldly, "Then this old man offers his congratulations here for the Human Race gaining another Path Lord."

As he spoke, the Blood God Patriarch swept towards the Blood Ghost Old Demon, intending to take his disciple and leave.

However, Billowing Waves's eyes sharpened. He summoned his Surging Wave Sword and slashed directly at the Blood Ghost Old Demon.

"How dare you!"

With a furious roar, the Blood God Patriarch immediately struck out in rage.

"Why grow enraged over a battle between juniors?"

Long River Path Lord chuckled. The Long River Setting Sun Painting upon the Heavenly Vault suppressed heaven and earth, forcing Blood God Patriarch to defend with all his might.

In that brief moment of distraction, Billowing Waves's sword intent annihilated everything, slaying Blood Ghost Old Demon once more.

This time, Blood Ghost Old Demon had no Blood God Avatar to serve as a sacrificial substitute. His physical body and soul were finally extinguished by the Primordial Solar Immortal Sword, likely severing even his path to reincarnation.

"Billowing Waves!"

Watching his disciple perish, Blood God Patriarch roared in fury.

He had painstakingly nurtured this chief disciple to the Great Perfection of Infant Soul [the peak of the Infant Soul cultivation stage], intending to refine him into a Second Primordial Spirit [a secondary spiritual core] upon his breakthrough to Primordial Spirit [the Primordial Spirit cultivation stage]. To have him fall here filled the Patriarch with bitter resentment.

Unfazed, Billowing Waves stood his ground on the original Earthly Path [the foundational cultivation path]. "Old Ghost of the Blood God, wait a thousand years. I shall claim your head to accompany my wine."

"Hah!" Blood God Patriarch laughed, a sound born of pure rage. "This old man awaits the day you come to your death."

With that, he withdrew, vowing to one day flay Billowing Waves alive, refine his soul into a Demonic Treasure [a treasure forged through demonic arts], and subject it to eternal torment.

And after the Blood God Patriarch [a powerful demonic cultivator who commands blood-based arts] had departed, Dorian Ji's breakthrough finally reached its climactic moment.

Behold, a golden sun descended from the Heavenly Vault [the celestial dome of the sky], plunging directly into the Seclusion Chamber [a specially prepared room for undisturbed cultivation] where Dorian Ji was meditating. Enjoyed this chapter? Read more at www . audio-novel.com.