Chapter 622. Heavenly Demon's Immortal-Slaying Sword

Recalling the location of the Green Abyss Sword's (Magic Treasure) tip, Eldrin (Person Name) halted his movement, then cast a glance at Lyra (Person Name).

Lyra's thoughts aligned with his, and after a moment of contemplation, she nodded. "5 Nascent Soul demonic cultivators—we can give it a try."

"May I ask what you mean, sir?" The Lord of Heavenly Abode Sect was somewhat taken aback, unable to refrain from asking with hesitation in his voice.

"Clang—"

In that very instant, the Twin Celestial Blades in Eldrin's hands burst forth, transforming into a dazzling arc of sword light that soared through the air to strike at the Ancient Demon of Desolation.

Then he leapt forward, carrying an unparalleled sword intent as he charged toward the Eldritch Demon, daring to confront a late-stage Nascent Soul demonic cultivator alone.

Lyra also charged forward, intercepting the 2 Eldrin. A fierce battle was imminent.

Seeing this, the Sect Master of Heavenly Abode could only grit his teeth. Summoning all his spiritual treasures, he charged toward the remaining 2 demons.

"Insolent."

Seeing Eldrin intended to duel with him, the Vile Old Demon sneered coldly and summoned a black demonic blade to meet the challenge.

This black demonic blade was known as the Heaven-Devouring Soul-Devourer Saber. Like the Blood-Transmuting Demon Blade (Magic Treasure) and the Heavenly Demon's Immortal-Slaying Sword (Magic Treasure), it stood among the most supreme offensive demonic treasures of this realm, radiating truly extraordinary malevolence.

The Demonic Soul-Devouring Blade before him had reached the peak of Tier 5, effortlessly parrying the Twin Celestial Severance Swords while even gaining a slight upper hand.

Having just suppressed Eldrin's full-force strike, the Ancient Fiend sneered coldly, "A mere Nascent Soul, Early Stage cultivator dares to draw a sword against this venerable 1? How overconfident."

"Bzzz—"

As his voice fell, he raised his hand and summoned a black-and-crimson demonic banner, striking directly toward Eldrin.

This treasure is named the Banner of Myriad Demons Devouring Souls, a supreme-grade demonic artifact of the highest order. It can unleash tens of thousands of fiendish specters to assail formidable foes—even a Nascent Soul True Monarch would struggle to withstand its onslaught.

As countless fiends surged forth, Eldrin's gaze turned icy in an instant. Boundless sword intent erupted from within him.

Countless blades of pure yang sword energy swept toward the myriad demonic entities, executing the great ascension divine art known as the 'Solar Phantom-Splitting Sword Art (Cultivation Art)'.

"Damn it."

The moment he laid eyes on this Mahayana divine ability, a sudden dread gripped the heart of the Eldritch Demon Elder.

The Phantom-Splitting Sword Art (Cultivation Art), having integrated the True Sunfire, had always been the bane of such demonic treasures. Moreover, now that Eldrin (Person Name) had transformed his power into Celestial Flame mana, its destructive force surpassed even its former heights.

In the blink of an eye, an endless torrent of sword intent cascaded downward, instantly reducing tens of thousands of demons to ashes beneath its overwhelming force.

"Ah, my precious treasure."

The Ancient Devil cried out in pain and hastily withdrew the Banner of 10 1000 Demonic Soul Devourers. However, after that single strike, over half of the demonic souls within the banner had been obliterated, suffering unprecedented damage.

Seeing him put away the demonic treasure, Eldrin let out a cold sneer. Many of the demonic treasures wielded by demonic cultivators possessed formidable power and were relatively easy to refine, requiring no specific materials.

Yet precisely because of this, most demonic treasures are exceedingly fragile and can be easily destroyed once their countermeasures are identified.

However, the superior spiritual treasures of the human race were not only immensely powerful but also crafted from extraordinary materials, making them far more difficult to destroy than demonic artifacts.

To return to our story, with a single move that grievously wounded the Fiend Ancestor’s prized demonic treasure, Eldrin promptly mobilized the Earth Sovereign Bell and the Yin-Yang Void Mirror to jointly resist the Suppressing Cosmos Demon Bell. Then, he unleashed the Dual Polarity Divine Thunder, striking directly at the Fiend Ancestor.

With Eldrin's current level of magical power, the might he could unleash when channeling the Dual Polarity Divine Thunder was already remarkably formidable, nearly on par with that of ordinary late-stage Nascent Soul cultivators.

The Ancient Devil did not dare to hesitate. He immediately activated his innate divine ability, the 'Heaven-Subduing Divine Aegis,' and effortlessly deflected the attack.

Boom—

Meanwhile, a great battle erupted on the other side as well. Lyra, fighting alone against 2 opponents, surprisingly gained overwhelming advantage.

Her 2 opponents—1 merely at Nascent Soul, Early Stage (Cultivation Realm), the other at Nascent Soul, 5th Tier (Cultivation Realm)—were ultimately no match for Lyra’s profound foundation. They could only barely manage to disengage and put up a desperate resistance.

That day, the master of Lu Sect was equally formidable. Facing 2 Nascent Soul old demons simultaneously, he managed to severely injure 1 of them within a mere 30 exchanges, even destroying a Demon Treasure in the process.

After exchanging over a 100 more moves, Lyra's opponent was finally on the verge of collapse. A Nascent Soul, Early Stage demonic cultivator roared, "Old Desolate Fiend, if you don't slay the Li Fire Sword of the Returning Abyss now, we'll have no choice but to retreat!"

"Damn it, how can this Nascent Soul, Early Stage (Cultivation Realm) cultivator possess such profound spiritual power?"

At the heart of the great battle, the Elder Demon of the Wilderness grew more alarmed with each passing moment. He had initially believed that Eldrin, merely at the Nascent Soul, Early Stage, would struggle to sustain combat—even with the aid of high-grade spirit treasures and mystical arts that allowed him to exhibit power rivaling the Nascent Soul, 7th Tier. Yet, such prowess, he surmised, could hardly last.

Yet unexpectedly, Eldrin's mana reserves proved far more profound than he had imagined, enabling him to continuously unleash such trump cards as the Mahayana Divine Abilities in their duel.

If he hadn't clearly known that Eldrin's cultivation was only at the Nascent Soul, Early Stage, he would have thought he was locked in an arduous battle against a late-stage Nascent Soul human expert.

At this thought, he shot an anxious glance at Eldrin, musing inwardly, "His spiritual power remains so abundant—he most likely possesses a life-bound spiritual treasure that stores energy."

"In addition to the 4 innate spiritual treasures he has already revealed to the world, could it be that he is a Great Perfection Nascent Soul?"

At this thought, a tremor of dread ran through the Elder Demon of the Barren Wastes. An infinite killing intent flashed in his heart: "This man must not be allowed to live. Otherwise, wouldn't the human race produce another Emperor Jiang?"

Kill!

Suddenly, the Desolate Elder Demon let out a furious roar and unleashed his ultimate trump card.

It was an incomparably resplendent demonic sword. The moment it was drawn, it erupted with dazzling demonic radiance, its unparalleled sharpness crushing the very fabric of space in an instant.

"Damn, it's the Heavenly Demon's Immortal-Slaying Sword (Magic Treasure)!"

Eldrin's pupils contracted. In the blink of an eye, he summoned his celestial fire magic power. A Crimson Flame Qi treasure lotus emerged above his head, cascading waves of blazing flame aura.

The true Heavenly Demon's Immortal-Slaying Sword (Magic Treasure) ranks at the quasi-immortal artifact level, standing as the foremost among this realm's 10 Great Pure Yin Demonic Treasures. This blade was forged by melting premium divine metals into a sword embryo, then channeling the soul of an extraterrestrial demon to be refined within the weapon for 80-1 full years before completion.

This sword was unparalleled in slaughter. Though it could not compare to the insidious viciousness of the 5 Poisons Immortal-Slaying Sword, its power far surpassed it.

This blade before us is merely a replica. Though it cannot compare to the genuine Heavenly Demon's Immortal-Slaying Sword (Magic Treasure), its grade reaches the upper tier of Fifth Rank. Forged into its core is a late-Emperor Nascent Realm extraterrestrial demon, granting it slaughter power far surpassing that of ordinary superior demonic treasures.

Eldrin dared not be careless. He could only channel his Crimson Flame Qi to activate the treasured lotus, his ultimate hidden demonic treasure, barely managing to block the Ancient Demon's sword strike.

However, the power of this Heavenly Demon's Immortal-Slaying Sword (Magic Treasure) was truly astonishing. After several full-strength slashes in succession, even the Crimson Flame Qi (Spiritual Root) Treasure Lotus—a superior spiritual treasure—was visibly shuddering with violently fluctuating radiance, giving the impression it might be cleaved apart at any moment.

Boom—

Seeing Eldrin's dire situation, the other 2 disregarded their mana depletion and began attacking with full force.

In that instant, Lyra unleashed her Nascent Soul Qi. With a thunderous roar, she summoned the Dual Polarity Divine Thunder, reducing the physical body of the Nascent Soul, Early Stage demonic cultivator to ashes—only their nascent infant managed to escape at the critical moment. The master of the Heavenly Abode Sect could no longer afford to conceal his trump card. In the blink of an eye, a dazzling sword radiance erupted, cleaving a veteran Nascent Soul demon in 2.

Chapter 1: The Reborn Cultivator The biting cold pierced deep into the bones. Lin Xuan shuddered violently, his consciousness abruptly pulled from endless darkness. He opened his eyes to find himself lying in an icy cave, his body covered in wounds. The air carried the faint scent of blood and the distinct chill of spiritual energy. "This is... the Frozen Abyss?" Memories flooded his mind like tidal waves. He was once the esteemed Qingyun Zhenren of the Azure Cloud Sect, a Golden Core stage expert. But during his tribulation crossing, he was betrayed by his most trusted junior apprentice brother and fell into this Frozen Abyss. Yet now, he had returned to a 1000 years ago, inhabiting the body of an outer sect disciple with the same name. "Junior Brother Zhao..." Lin Xuan's eyes flashed with cold light. "I never imagined the Heart Devouring Poison you administered would instead grant me this chance at rebirth." He attempted to circulate his spiritual energy but found his meridians severely damaged. This body's cultivation base was merely at the third layer of Qi Refining—utterly insignificant within the Azure Cloud Sect. Suddenly, hurried footsteps echoed from outside the cave. "Make sure he's dead! Elder Zhao has promised 50 spirit stones for this task!" Lin Xuan's expression shifted. He recognized that voice—it belonged to Zhang Hu, 1 of Elder Zhao's lackeys. So they had come to finish the job. He scanned his surroundings. The cave was narrow with no escape routes. His current condition couldn't withstand even a single blow. Just as despair began to set in, his gaze fell upon a faintly glowing stone wall. Strange symbols shimmered upon it, forming patterns that seemed to pulse with life. "This is... the Lost Art of the Primordial Chaos?" His heart raced. In his previous life, he had discovered this ancient cultivation art within the Frozen Abyss, but by then his foundations were already set, making it impossible to practice. Now, reborn at the very beginning of his journey, this changed everything. The voices outside grew closer. "Over here! I can sense his aura!" Lin Xuan took a deep breath, pressing his palm against the stone wall. The ancient symbols swirled like living creatures, streaming into his meridians. An unprecedented power began coursing through him. The Primordial Chaos Art focused on refining both body and spirit, said to reach unimaginable heights when cultivated to its peak. Though only the first layer, it already felt profoundly mysterious. "Found you!" Zhang Hu appeared at the cave entrance, a cruel smirk twisting his face. Behind him stood 2 other outer sect disciples, their spiritual energy undulating menacingly. Lin Xuan slowly rose, his eyes calm. "Zhang Hu, do you truly believe Elder Zhao will let you live after you've served your purpose?" Zhang Hu's expression shifted slightly, then hardened. "Nonsense! A worthless outer sect disciple like you deserves to die!" Saying this, he formed hand seals. A fiery snake materialized in the air, roaring as it shot toward Lin Xuan—the elementary Fire Snake Technique, but deadly enough to any Qi Refining third layer cultivator. Yet Lin Xuan remained still, simply raising his hand. The primordial chaos energy within him automatically formed a swirling vortex. The fiery snake trembled violently upon contact with the vortex, its form distorting before dissipating into nothingness. "How is this possible?" Zhang Hu's eyes widened in disbelief. "You're just at Qi Refining third layer!" Lin Xuan smiled faintly. The Primordial Chaos Art could dissolve all energies—this elementary fire spell was nothing before it. "Since you've come seeking death, don't blame me for being merciless." He took a step forward, the primordial chaos energy around him churning like a awakening dragon. The cave trembled as countless ice crystals fell like jade beads scattering across a silver plate. Zhang Hu and the others felt an overwhelming pressure, as if facing some ancient primordial beast. Their spiritual energy stagnated in their bodies, unable to be mobilized. "This... this is the aura of a Foundation Establishment expert!" 1 of the disciples stammered in terror. But it was too late. Lin Xuan pointed lightly, and a gray light shot forth. Where it passed, even the air itself seemed to dissolve. Primordial Chaos Finger! Zhang Hu and the others didn't even have time to scream before their bodies turned to dust, vanishing between heaven and earth. Lin Xuan watched the dissipating figures, no trace of emotion in his eyes. In the world of cultivation, those who showed mercy would inevitably die without burial. He collected the 3 storage pouches they left behind. Inside were exactly 150 spirit stones and some elementary pills. "Elder Zhao..." Lin Xuan murmured. "Just you wait. I'll surely repay this gift in full." Looking up toward the cave entrance, sunlight streamed through the cracks, illuminating the icy crystals into dazzling colors. He had returned. This time, he would walk a completely different path. The Primordial Chaos Art circulated within him, its profound mysteries far surpassing any cultivation method from his previous life. If he could cultivate it to perfection, perhaps he could even reach that legendary realm. Taking a deep breath, Lin Xuan strode out of the cave. The world of cultivation was vast and wondrous, filled with countless opportunities and dangers. But now, he held the greatest advantage of all—knowledge of the future. Countless ancient ruins, legendary treasures, peerless techniques... they all awaited his discovery. Most importantly, he needed to find that place before "them"—the Ancient God's Legacy that would appear 3 years from now at the Grand Xia Dynasty's border. But for now, he needed to first restore his strength. The path of cultivation was long and arduous, with the Qi Refining stage being merely the beginning. Beyond it lay Foundation Establishment, Golden Core, Nascent Soul, Soul Transformation... And beyond even those, there were realms he hadn't even glimpsed in his previous life. Stepping into the sunlight, Lin Xuan's figure gradually disappeared into the vast white snow. A new journey was just beginning.