Chapter 621 Desolate Demon Ridge (Location)

Unfortunately, the amount of Pure Sun Godly Liquid (Divine Substance) possessed by Maris the Sea Steader (Person Name) was far too little—merely a single drop. To a Primordial Spirit Dao Lord, it was like "a flavorless dish 1 hesitates to discard," yet for all those present, it remained a rare and extraordinary treasure.

"This object..."

Eldrin hesitated briefly before sending a voice transmission to Maris the Sea Steader: "How do you intend to sell that Pure Yang Divine Liquid, Fellow Daoist?"

"Would you like it?" Maris the Sea Steader's eyes flickered slightly as he spoke. "The quantity is rather limited, but it is after all a sixth-grade spiritual material. If you want it, I can offer it for 400 Heavenly Crystals."

4 100 Heavenly Crystals (Spiritual Object).

Eldrin’s heart stirred slightly. This price was already equivalent to half of a superior-grade spirit treasure. An ordinary cultivator would likely hesitate to spend such a high amount on auxiliary materials for artifact refinement.

After all, this is a sixth-rank spiritual material—using it to forge even a superior spiritual treasure would be a loss. However, Eldrin possessed both the Crimson Flame Qi Lotus and the Snow Lotus of the Celestial Mountains. With the addition of this Pure Yang Divine Liquid, he might just be able to craft a Quasi-Pure Yang Spiritual Treasure.

With the power of a Quasi-Pure Yang Spiritual Treasure (Magic Treasure), this expenditure was certainly justified.

At that thought, Eldrin sent a voice transmission: "I lack sufficient Heavenly Crystals in my possession. Let us proceed with an exchange using several spiritual objects instead."

"Very well."

Maris the Sea Steader (Person Name) nodded in agreement. Both fifth-tier spiritual materials and Heavenly Crystal (Spiritual Object) served as universal currency, allowing the 2 parties to swiftly conclude the transaction.

After the 2 parties completed this transaction, Eldrin finally gained some rewards this time, obtaining a few pleasant surprises.

The auction continued thereafter, yet until its conclusion, there was no sign of the 5 Origins Divine Jade they sought. Instead, a Tribulation Transcendence Flower was being offered for sale.

Eldrin was no longer as impoverished as in years past, and so he directly purchased a Tribulation Transcendence Flower to serve as a foundational asset for his clan.

After purchasing the treasures, Eldrin was preparing to depart when the master of Tianlu Sect spoke up, "Let's return together. It would be wise to watch each other's backs."

Eldrin and Lyra exchanged a glance, immediately understanding that the Heaven’s Abode Sect Master feared prying eyes coveting the Heavenly Dao Pill (Spiritual Object) and the opportunities hidden within the underground fire vein—thus seeking mutual support with them.

At that thought, Eldrin nodded and said, "Then let's go together."

The group emerged from the subterranean fire vein and immediately activated the treasure ship, soaring toward Ji Continent.

After flying tens of thousands of miles, Eldrin suddenly erupted with a radiant starlight glow, deflecting an invisible force.

Witnessing the sudden eruption of the Stellar Glazed Body (Spiritual Root), Lyra (Person Name) couldn’t help but ask, “What’s going on?”

"Someone just ambushed me with a demonic curse, but it was blocked by the Stellar Glazed Body (Spiritual Root)."

Eldrin's expression turned grave as he spoke, swiftly increasing the speed of the Cyan Jade Phoenix Feather Boat. His gaze grew icy as he continued, "The curse technique employed by our pursuers is exceptionally powerful. I fear their cultivation has reached the late Nascent Soul stage."

"Demonic cultivator at the late Nascent Soul stage?" The master of Sky Abode Sect's expression shifted slightly, unable to conceal his astonishment as he uttered, "We've just departed from the Mysterious Void Continent and already fallen under the watch of demonic cultivators. There must be traitors among those Nascent Soul True Lords."

Lyra (Person Name) also took a deep breath before speaking, "The Grand Bazaar is guarded by 200 True Monarchs. Finding the informant is virtually impossible. We should leave now and discuss this later."

Both of them nodded and immediately channeled their full power into the Cyan Jade Phoenix Feather Boat. With their enemies lurking in the shadows while they remained exposed, they were clearly unwilling to recklessly engage the demonic cultivators.

"Pfft—"

At the same time, tens of thousands of miles away, an elder clad in black robes suddenly coughed up a mouthful of dark blood, his face turning deathly pale.

Not far from him, several figures radiating murderous auras sat cross-legged together, each emanating a sinister energy.

Seeing the black-robed elder suddenly vomit blood, someone couldn't help but exclaim, "Elder Huang, what exactly happened?"

"Ahem—"

The Ashen Elder Demon coughed weakly, his face pallid as he forcibly suppressed his injuries. "The Abyssal Return Daoist has cultivated an art," he rasped, "that can ward off demonic curses."

"This old man's use of the Soul-Devouring Curse of the Primordial Demon not only failed to harm him, but instead brought about my own backlash."

"This..."

The faces of the several individuals shifted slightly. Demonic path curses and supernatural arts were not only capable of ambushing enemies, but also served as the most effective means of controlling subordinates—skills nearly every Demonic Path True Monarch would cultivate.

That Elder Demon of the Barren Wastes cultivated the Barren Demon Soul-Devouring Curse, a supreme divine ability. With his cultivation at the Nascent Soul, 8th Tier, even a Great Perfection Nascent Soul righteous cultivator would likely suffer severe injuries from its power. Yet unexpectedly, it failed to harm Eldrin in the slightest.

At this thought, a Nascent Soul demonic cultivator said helplessly, "If we had his birth characters, it would be simple. Unfortunately, Eldrin's birth details are extremely well-guarded, and nearly none of his personal artifacts have been circulated."

The Ancient Devil shook his head, his gaze turning icy as he spoke, "That Daoist Guixu rose from humble origins and has always been notoriously cautious. I suspect aside from his wife, no 1 knows the date of his birth."

As he spoke, the Eldrin Abyssal Fiend rose to his feet and declared, "Within 3 60-year cycles, the Outer Realm Saint Ancestor will tear open the Heavenly Rift of the Saint Abyss."

"To fend off the 100 Races of the Sacred Abyss, the Human Race will undoubtedly eliminate potential threats in advance. The recent annihilation of the Black Fiend Ridge serves as a stark warning. Now, the situation at our Desolate Demon Ridge (Location) hangs by a thread."

"Therefore, we must spare no effort to enhance our strength and catch the human race completely off guard."

The 4 Demon Path True Monarchs still wore hesitant expressions upon hearing this. With the Desolate Old Demon now injured due to backlash, confronting Eldrin and the other 2 would likely entail grave peril.

The Ancient Devil noticed their wavering resolve and continued, "The Fire Source Divine Jade is sufficient to help this venerable 1 break through to the Great Perfection of the Nascent Soul stage. The Heavenly Dao Pill (Spiritual Object) may even allow 1 among you to advance to the late Nascent Soul stage."

"If we achieve a decisive victory in this battle, we shall live long enough to witness the opening of the Sacred Abyssal Rift."

"By then, the entire human race will marshal their strength and march eastward to the sea. Half of the 3 Veins Ancient Domain shall become prey for our taking. In merely a few decades, our cultivation bases would surge exponentially, perhaps even granting us a chance to contend for the realm of Primordial Spirit Elders."

"Have you made your decision?"

Ancestral Soul Patriarch...

Thinking of the freedom to wantonly sacrifice humans to boost their cultivation, and the possibility of reaching the Soul Formation realm, the 4 Demon Path True Monarchs took a deep breath and promptly nodded. "Agreed. Today, we shall offer all 3 of those Abyssal Return Taoists as blood sacrifices."

The 5 Fiends spoke in unison, then immediately gave chase in the direction of the Cyan Jade Phoenix Feather Boat.

Eldrin had been piloting his treasure vessel for several days when he sensed a murderous aura drawing inexorably closer. Ultimately, he was intercepted by 5 elder demons.

"Guixu, you cannot escape."

The aged demon sovereign arrived aboard a treasured vessel, and with a wave of his hand, summoned a black demonic bell that instantly suppressed the void.

Superior Spatial Magic Treasure.

Eldrin's expression shifted slightly as he realized the Yin-Yang Void Mirror was actually being suppressed by this black demonic bell, making it nearly impossible to tear through the void and escape.

It was the Demon-Subduing Bell of the Cosmos.

The Tianlu Sect disciples’ expressions shifted slightly as they recognized the origin of this demonic treasure. They hurriedly spoke, "The 1 approaching is the Desolate Elder Demon from the 9 Rivers Continent's Desolate Demon Ridge. You must be cautious."

“Desolate Demon Ridge (Location)？”

Eldrin urged the treasure ship forward, yet his pupils abruptly constricted with shock, causing his movements to falter for a fleeting moment.

Chapter 1 The Desolate Demon Ridge (Location) within the 9 Rivers Continent's forbidden demon cultivation grounds—that was where the tip of the senior's Green Abyss Sword (Magic Treasure) lay.

Chapter 1: The Reborn Eldrin The sky above the 9 Heavens Continent was torn asunder by a blinding streak of lightning. Countless tribulation clouds converged, swirling like a vortex of destruction. At the center stood Eldrin, his white robes stained crimson with blood, yet his eyes burned with the unwavering determination of 1 who had cultivated for 3 1000 years. "So this is the fated heavenly tribulation..." Eldrin murmured, his voice barely a whisper yet carrying the weight of millennia. The Li Fire Sword of the Returning Abyss trembled in his grasp, its blade humming with accumulated spiritual energy. Suddenly, 9 colossal thunderbolts descended simultaneously, each capable of obliterating mountains and evaporating seas. Eldrin unleashed his ultimate technique, "Celestial Annihilation," the sword energy forming a protective barrier that shattered 6 of the thunderbolts. But the remaining 3 struck true, searing through his meridians and crushing his golden core. As consciousness faded, Eldrin's final thought was 1 of bitter irony. After 3,000 years of relentless cultivation, he had fallen at the ultimate heavenly tribulation. *** When Eldrin opened his eyes again, he found himself in a modest wooden chamber. The air carried the faint scent of medicinal herbs, and his body felt... different. Younger. Weaker. "Brother Eldrin! You're awake!" A girl of 15 or 16 rushed to his bedside, her eyes red-rimmed from crying. "You've been unconscious for 3 days after the clan's aptitude test." Memories not his own flooded Eldrin's mind - memories of a 15-year-old youth sharing his name, from a minor cultivation family, who had collapsed upon discovering his spiritual roots were damaged beyond repair. "Little sister," Eldrin managed to say, the words feeling foreign yet familiar. He examined his new body's condition and couldn't help but laugh bitterly. Damaged meridians, shattered dantian - this was far worse than his initial assessment. But as his spiritual consciousness stirred, something miraculous occurred. The ancient cultivation art he had created in his previous life, "Primordial Chaos Codex," automatically began circulating. Though his cultivation had reset to Qi Refining Stage 1, his spiritual awareness remained at its peak - the Divine Transformation realm. "30-2 1000 spirit stones for meridian repair, plus at least a dozen Blood Replenishment Pills..." Eldrin calculated the resources needed for recovery. The family's annual income barely reached 1,000 spirit stones - this would be impossible through conventional means. Suddenly, his enhanced spiritual sense detected something extraordinary. Deep within his consciousness shimmered a golden pagoda - the very artifact that had triggered the heavenly tribulation in his first life. "The Heavenly Pagoda followed my soul?" Eldrin's heart raced. Probing deeper, he discovered the pagoda's first level contained a space where time flowed 10 times slower than the outside world. A complete set of basic cultivation resources lay within: 10,000 spirit stones, 20-some foundation establishment pills, and countless medicinal herbs. A grim smile touched Eldrin's lips. With the Heavenly Pagoda and 3 1000 years of cultivation experience, reaching the pinnacle of power was merely a matter of time. "Don't worry, little sister," Eldrin said, his voice now steady with conviction. "Everything will be different from now on." Outside the window, the setting sun painted the clouds crimson, as if heralding the dawn of a new legend.