Chapter 632 Silas Forms the Nascent Soul

Since there was still no clue on how to awaken Qing Ji, and her millennium deadline remained some time away, Eldrin temporarily set the matter aside and began secluded cultivation, striving to advance his cultivation to Nascent Soul, Mid Stage as swiftly as possible.

And time hurried on, more than 20 years passing in the blink of an eye.

Early that morning, Eldrin emerged from his secluded cultivation only to find Lila had been waiting at his doorstep for quite some time.

A flicker of delight crossed her expression as she spotted Eldrin. "Word from Bagua Island just arrived," she began without preamble, "Silas is preparing to break through to the Nascent Soul stage."

"Oh?"

A flicker of delight crossed Eldrin's face as he promptly rose and made his way toward the Gossamer Trigram Isle.

Upon arriving at Bagua Island, he noticed the Bagua Divine Tree had grown increasingly mystical, appearing to be on the verge of a breakthrough.

Chen Changxuan had arrived a step earlier than him. Upon seeing Eldrin, he smiled faintly and said, "It appears the 8 Trigrams Treasure Tree will advance within 30 years. I should begin preparing my 8 Trigrams Demon-Refining Banner accordingly."

"I shall lend you a hand when the time comes."

Eldrin smiled faintly. The refinement method for the 8 Trigrams Demon-Refining Banner was readily available; they merely needed to make slight modifications to adapt it into a technique for crafting a Life-Bound Spiritual Treasure.

This task posed little difficulty for the 2 of them. Both were now venerable True Monarch cultivators with profound cultivation bases, far removed from their former days as mere Foundation Establishment juniors. For Eldrin (Person Name), assisting Chen Changxuan was merely an opportunity to accumulate some additional experience.

As the 2 were speaking, they arrived at Chen Silas's (Person Name) cave abode.

Unable to see Chen Silas (Person Name), Eldrin (Person Name) spoke with a grave expression, "How confident are you in achieving this breakthrough?"

Chen Silas (Person Name) glanced at Eldrin (Person Name), pondered for a moment, and said, "About a 30 to 40 percent chance of success."

Eldrin nodded upon hearing this. With the same foundational path, both Elara and the former clan leader had first broken through to the Pseudo-Nascent Soul realm before crossing the threshold into true Nascent Soul formation. In essence, they had spent 2 100 years on the process.

不过陈Silas (Person Name)四次降服肉身苦难突破的紫府，磨练了道心和意志，根基和底蕴都还是要身后一些。

At this thought, Eldrin handed the Nascent Soul Formation Pill and the Earth Vein Qi to Chen Silas, then gave him a Lotus of Creation seed as well, saying, "Go to the Lotus Province. Use the Wood Vein Infant Formation Array there to break through to the Nascent Soul stage."

Chen Silas did not decline. With the cataclysm of the Demonic Abyss drawing ever nearer, achieving the Nascent Soul realm a single day sooner would allow him to contribute to the Chen family's cause in the days to come.

The group arrived at the Cyan Lotus Isle, and Chen Silas (Person Name) prepared for his breakthrough.

However, recalling Lila's inner demon from years past, Eldrin still handed the Iceheart Demon-Subduing Mirror to her. With a grave expression, he said, "The Inner Demon Tribulation is no trivial matter. This Iceheart Demon-Subduing Mirror can suppress inner demons—take it to safeguard yourself."

"Thank you."

Chen Silas's (Person Name) eyes were slightly reddened; for her, the tribulation of inner demons was truly more formidable than the Nascent Soul lightning tribulation.

This time, she had already borrowed a Golden Lotus Demon-Subduing Pill (Spiritual Object) from her family. Unexpectedly, Eldrin (Person Name), still concerned she might not succeed, had sent this Ice Heart Demon-Subduing Mirror to aid her.

After making thorough preparations, Chen Silas (Person Name) began his secluded cultivation to break through to the True Lord (Cultivation Realm) stage.

This breakthrough proved exceptionally prolonged. In the blink of an eye, half a year had passed. Just as Eldrin began to feel concerned, a massive spiritual energy vortex materialized in the sky, madly drawing and converging ambient qi toward the mountain cavern.

Seeing this, Eldrin breathed a sigh of relief. Since the spiritual energy had begun to converge, it meant she had successfully overcome the tribulation of forming her Nascent Soul. What remained was the process of continuing to absorb spiritual power to nourish the nascent infant.

No 1 knew how much time had passed when the tribulation clouds began gathering above the horizon. Only then did Chen Silas (Person Name) emerge from his secluded cultivation chamber.

Breaking through to the Nascent Soul realm was an ultimate sublimation and transformation. After her breakthrough, she carried an aura of transcendence about her.

Giving a slight nod to such a person, Chen Silas (Person Name) then stepped forward to ascend the heavens, beginning to undergo the Nascent Soul Heavenly Tribulation.

The process of enduring the heavenly tribulation proceeded methodically. To withstand this thunder tribulation, she had borrowed the Golden Crow Divine Fire Shield, a defensive spiritual treasure, which greatly increased her confidence in achieving a breakthrough.

It is done.

After watching her block several heavenly lightning strikes in succession, Eldrin knew his chances of surviving this tribulation were extremely high.

Indeed, if even a cultivator like Chen Silas, backed by a top-tier Nascent Soul immortal clan, could not withstand the heavenly tribulation, then over 70 percent of the True Lords in this world would likely fail their Nascent Soul Tribulation.

As the saying goes, the strong grow ever stronger. Among the many Daoist holy lands of the human race, most were home to more than 1 Nascent Soul Daoist. With the guidance and support of a senior expert, the certainty of achieving a breakthrough was naturally greatly enhanced.

Moreover, each new breakthrough in primordial spirit cultivation would further enhance the Dao Lord's Holy Land's profound foundations, creating a self-perpetuating cycle of growth.

However, the first step is always the hardest. Without the unreserved guidance of a senior, how incredibly difficult it would be to break through to the Nascent Soul Dao Lord realm.

To return to our story, Silas (Person Name) had successfully weathered the lightning tribulation and descended from the heavens.

"Ha ha ha!"

The old clan leader stroked his beard and laughed heartily, his face beaming with delight. "Our Chen Clan has welcomed another True Monarch. We should hold a grand feast to celebrate this occasion!"

The emergence of another Nascent Soul True Monarch was no trivial matter. How exalted were these True Monarchs? Across the 3 ancient domains, each was a figure of renown.

The Chen Clan hosted a grand banquet at Verdant Chariot Mountain (Location). Most of Patriarch Chen's fellow cultivators attended out of courtesy, lending their presence to the occasion. After several months of bustling activity, the event finally drew to a close.

As the Nascent Soul Banquet concluded, another invitation found its way into Eldrin's hands.

After reading it, he set the invitation aside and remarked with a smile, "The master of the Heavenly Abode has finally advanced further, breaking through to the late Nascent Soul stage."

"Oh?"

Lyra also revealed a faint smile of delight, as reaching the late Nascent Soul stage was no trivial matter.

The 3 Meridians Ancient Domain was home to quite a few Nascent Soul True Monarchs, yet only around 30 had reached the late Nascent Soul stage. The fact that the master of Tianlu Sect had attained this level demonstrated that Tianlu Sect had restored its former glory.

After a moment of contemplation, she remarked, "After all, we fought side by side as fellow cultivators. Let's bring a congratulatory gift and pay a visit."

"Very well."

Eldrin also nodded. With the Earthfire Profound Crystal Sword in hand and having now broken through to the late Nascent Soul stage, the master of the Heavenly Abode Sect could likely unleash combat prowess rivaling that of some great perfection-stage Nascent Soul cultivators.

3 months later, Eldrin packed a congratulatory gift and set off for the Heavenly Abode Sect together with Lyra.

As they arrived, the Sect Master of Heavenly Abode personally came forward to greet them, speaking with exceptional courtesy, "Your timing is impeccable. I would like to introduce a dear friend of mine to you both."

The group arrived at a mountain shrouded in immortal mist, only to discover over 20 True Lords gathered there.

Among them were 2 at the late Nascent Soul stage—1 they initially mistook for their acquaintance, the 9 Rivers Taoist, while the other was a man clad in cyan robes.

The 9-River Taoist was 1 thing, but the man in blue robes was enveloped by an indestructible sword intent, radiating a razor-sharp aura that seemed capable of severing all things.

Sword Cultivator.

Eldrin’s heart stirred. The sword intent radiating from the person before him was exceptionally pure—clearly, this was a devoted sword cultivator.

Chapter 1: The Reborn Eldrin The sky above the 9 Heavens Continent was torn asunder by a blinding flash of lightning. Countless crimson thunderbolts snaked across the firmament, converging toward a solitary figure standing atop the Celestial Summit. "Eldrin! You dare defy the Heavenly Mandate?!" roared a thunderous voice that shook the very fabric of space. The silver-haired young man chuckled, his white robes fluttering despite the absence of wind. "The Heavenly Mandate? I've long since grown tired of its constraints." He raised a hand, and the Li Fire Sword of the Returning Abyss materialized in his grasp, its blade humming with primordial energy. "If the heavens wish to destroy me, then I shall carve my own path!" The celestial tribulation descended with world-shattering force. But just as Eldrin prepared his final counterattack, spatial turbulence engulfed him. When consciousness returned, Eldrin found himself in a dilapidated wooden hut. His divine consciousness, once capable of spanning continents, could now barely extend beyond this small room. "This body..." He examined his pale, slender hands. "The meridians are blocked, the dantian shattered. A cultivation cripple." Memories flooded his mind - he was now Eldrin, 16 years old, an outer disciple of the Azure Cloud Sect. Bullied and despised by all, he had been beaten to death by fellow disciples just hours earlier. A cold smile touched his lips. "To think I, who once stood above the 9 Heavens, would be reborn in such a body. Very well. Since fate has granted me this second chance, I shall tread the path of cultivation anew." He sat cross-legged, attempting to circulate what little spiritual energy remained. But his shattered dantian rejected even the simplest energy flow. "Pathetic," he murmured. "But not hopeless." His gaze fell upon a simple wooden amulet around his neck - the only possession his mortal parents had left him. To his surprise, his divine sense detected ancient spatial fluctuations within it. With tremendous effort, he channeled a wisp of spiritual energy into the amulet. Space rippled, and a ancient scroll materialized before him. "The Primordial Chaos Cultivation Technique?" Eldrin's eyes widened. "A heaven-defying art that reconstructs the dantian through tribulation lightning!" Suddenly, the hut's door burst open. 3 figures swaggered in, their sect robes marking them as outer disciples. "Well, well, if it isn't the trash who's still breathing," sneered the leader, a burly youth named Gor. "Thought we'd finished you off earlier." Eldrin remained seated, his expression calm. "Leave. Now." Gor laughed harshly. "Or what? You'll cry for your mother?" His companions chuckled, cracking their knuckles. "Looks like he needs another lesson, Brother Gor." As Gor reached to grab Eldrin, time seemed to slow. Eldrin's eyes flashed with the wisdom of millennia. Though his cultivation was gone, his combat experience remained. He moved with impossible speed, his fingers striking precise points on Gor's arm. A sickening crack echoed through the hut. "Ahhh!" Gor screamed, clutching his broken limb. "You... how?" "The Azure Cloud Sect's basic martial technique, but applied at the perfect moment," Eldrin said coolly. "Your foundation is unstable, your energy flow chaotic. You call yourself a cultivator?" The other 2 disciples stared in disbelief. This was the same trash they had beaten unconscious just hours ago? Eldrin rose slowly, his gaze sweeping over them. "Tell your master that Eldrin sends his regards. Now... get out." They scrambled to help Gor to his feet and fled without looking back. Alone again, Eldrin coughed up blood. The brief exertion had strained his damaged body to its limits. He looked at the ancient scroll, then toward the storm clouds gathering outside. "The path of cultivation is long and fraught with peril. But I, Eldrin, shall reach its peak once more." Unbeknownst to him, deep within his consciousness, a wisp of purple lightning - a remnant of his heavenly tribulation - began to merge with his soul.