Chapter 769 Preparing for the Promotion to Inferno Abyss

Eldrin remained silent, merely gripping the old uncle's hand tightly, his heart filled with indescribable emotions.

For over 1 1000 3 100 years, he and Old Uncle had journeyed side by side to this day, their bond long surpassing even that of father and son.

Now, seeing her again after 3 100 years filled his heart with immense joy, yet also stirred a sigh for the countless passage of time.

In the end, he refrained from further words, merely smiling as he said, "With Elder Uncle emerging from seclusion this time, the affairs of the family will no longer require my constant attention."

With these words, he arrived at the core of the underground fire vein and began meticulously transplanting the Solar Fire Immortal Date Tree.

After expending 3 wisps of Primordial Purple Qi in succession to accelerate its advancement, the Blazing Fire Immortal Jujube Tree ultimately took root successfully, nurturing a thread of vibrant vitality within itself.

Looking at the Crimson Fire Immortal Jujube Tree before him, a faint smile flickered across Eldrin's face.

At this moment, the Flaming Sun Immortal Jujube Tree was absorbing the power of the Infernal Prison Fire Sea, continuously accelerating its growth.

Clearly, this Fire Essence Immortal Date Tree could regulate the earth veins, while conversely, the powerful fire veins of the Infernal Prison Blazing Sea could accelerate the tree's growth.

At this thought, Eldrin also smiled and said, "It seems this Blazing Prison Sea of Flames is more suitable for cultivating the Solar Fire Immortal Jujube Tree than the cultivation grounds of Daoist Li Fire."

"Indeed." The elder uncle nodded, pondered for a moment, and said, "This Bing Fire Immortal Jujube Tree can absorb Fire Fiend Qi (Spiritual Root) and the power of fire essence, taming even the most violent fire veins into docility."

"With the aid of this treasure," the elder declared while continuously planting formation flags, "I estimate that within 3 1000 years, the dragon veins here shall be restored to tranquility."

Seeing this, Lyra (Person Name) shook her head with a light laugh. "I'm afraid it won't take 3 1000 years. Elder Uncle's cultivation will advance, and the Rank B Fire Immortal Jujube Tree will also ascend to a higher realm."

"As long as Eldrin is willing to expend Primordial Chaos Qi, this tree will likely advance to the sixth rank within a few 100 years, and progress even faster thereafter."

"Likewise."

Eldrin (Person Name) also nodded and spoke, "In that case, it's time we prepare for advancing to the Earth Vein Realm."

Upon hearing about the promotion to Earth Vein Realm, the old clan leader couldn't help but reveal a bitter smile.

He shook his head and spoke with a tone of resignation, "According to the Ascension Vein-Forging Method's technique for advancing to a sixth-grade earth vein, the financial resources required are simply astronomical."

Eldrin had studied the Ascendant Vein-Forging Method and naturally understood the treasures required for this technique.

According to the teachings of this method, advancing the spiritual veins through the Ascendant Meridian Forging Art required setting up a grand Ascendant Meridian Forging Array.

To set up the Ascension Vein-Forging Grand Formation, 30-6 Demon-Subduing Supreme Treasures were required as array vessels. Among these, a mere 6 had to be superior-grade spirit treasures, while the remaining fourth-tier array vessels numbered in the thousands.

Once this formation is laid, any cultivator practicing the Ascendant Immortal Vein-Forging Art must personally serve as the formation's anchor, tirelessly channeling the Great Ascendant Vein-Forging Array day and night to nurture and elevate the earth veins.

Once the power within the earth veins had accumulated sufficiently, it would enable a breakthrough to the Sixth Order realm.

As a cultivator advancing to the Earth Vein, the old patriarch remained day and night at the heart of the Ascendant's Earth Vein Formation. Continuously nourished by the earth vein and the formation itself, his cultivation was bound to advance by leaps and bounds.

Eldrin fell into deep contemplation for a long while before finally speaking: "Within the Eastern Wastelands, there exists no sixth-order earth vein of fire attribute—this is a matter of celestial timing."

"The subterranean lung beneath the Infernal Fire Sea has been shattered, connecting to the boundless power of molten rock at the earth's core. This breakthrough has unlocked the crucial circulation of fire essence, creating the most suitable sanctum for advancing to a sixth-grade fire vein—this is the advantage of terrain."

"Once Elder Uncle successfully ascends to this Inferno Abyss, not only will he render great service to the Violet Realm, but he also won't deplete the fire elemental energies of other Dao Lord Sanctums. I daresay the other Dao Lord Sanctums would gladly welcome this outcome."

"This is the harmony among people."

Hearing this, everyone nodded in agreement. If the Chen Clan possessed the Primordial Fire Vein, the Sacred Land of Dao Lords in the Eastern Wasteland would no longer need to journey to the Central Primordial Domain when refining Pure Yang Pills (Elixir) and Spiritual Treasures (Magic Treasure).

Eldrin spoke with measured grace, laying out the overarching framework before concluding with a gentle smile. "Since the alignment of heaven, earth, and mortal affairs has converged, we must seize this pivotal moment."

"As for the treasures needed to forge array artifacts, we obtained quite a few after annihilating the Fang family. Once the Immortal Alliance is established, we shall exchange them for suitable crafting materials."

Hearing this, the old clan leader also showed delight. After pondering for a long while, he finally nodded and said, "Then I shall issue the order to mobilize the clan’s Artifact Refiners to begin crafting mid- to low-grade Formation Artifacts."

After discussing the details of advancing the earth vein with Elder Uncle, Eldrin returned to Spirit Isle Lake.

With the establishment of the Immortal Alliance imminent, he summoned Chen Ethan (Person Name) and inquired, "How are the preparations for founding the Immortal Alliance proceeding?"

In recent years, I have already made arrangements with fellow cultivators from the Featherflight Pavilion regarding the prominent immortal clans across the 3 Veins Ancient Domain.

Chen Ethan (Person Name) narrated unhurriedly, then began to speak: "As you suggested, the establishment of the Immortal Alliance shall be scheduled 1 year from now."

Central Ancestral Domain, Sunrise Ancient Domain.

The Sunfire Ancient Domain was 1 of the 9 great ancient domains within the Central Ancestral Domain.

This realm was dotted with numerous immortal clans, with hundreds of Nascent Soul-level clans alone. The number of True Lords exceeded a 1000, and there were over a dozen Half-Step Primordial Spirit (Cultivation Realm) powerhouses.

As a central ancestral land that has never been completely breached, the Ancient Domain of the Rising Sun harbors numerous immortal clans with long-standing legacies. Among them, several clans even descended from former Paramount Immortal clans that had since declined.

But today, the true overlords of the Sunfire Ancient Domain were none of them—it was the Fang Immortal Clan (Organization), a Daoist holy land that commanded awe across the realm.

Chapter 1 Atop the Sacred Sunrise Peak of the Fang Immortal Clan (Organization), several figures knelt with grave expressions before a majestic cave abode.

The leader of the group cupped his hands toward the cave abode and spoke with a grave expression, "Eldrin (Person Name), the investigation is complete."

"Oh?"

The cave abode fell into a brief silence before its gates abruptly thundered open, revealing an elder with hair and beard as white as frost standing imposingly before them.

This man possessed a towering and imposing stature, appearing like a mountain the moment he arrived, his overwhelming aura sweeping forth like a tidal wave.

The old man’s brow furrowed slightly, his gaze turning cold as he spoke, “Tell me, who exactly killed Fang Xuan (Person Name)?”

The few individuals below felt as if the person before them was like a tsunami about to erupt, carrying a wrath that seemed capable of annihilating everything in its path.

The leader was well aware of Fang Xuan's relationship with the person before him, and couldn't help but feel that things were about to escalate.

The figure before them was known as Daoist Xuan Yang, the second Primal Soul Ancestor of the Fang Clan. He had attained the Dao 2 1000 years ago, and his cultivation had now reached the Second Heaven of the Primal Soul realm.

It is said that before the Mystic Sun Dao Lord attained enlightenment, he received support from Fang Xuan's grandfather, forging a profound karmic bond between them.

Not long ago, it was Daoist Xuan Yang who overrode all opposition and personally made the decision to grant Fang Xuan the Soul Elixir, ultimately persuading the Fang Clan Patriarch to agree.

Now that Fang Xuan had been slain, this dealt a heavy blow to Daoist Xuan Yang. Even the Patriarch of the Fang Clan would likely hold some grievances against him.

Chapter 1: The Prodigy's Fall The mountain mist coiled like ancient ghosts, shrouding the Qingyun Sect's training grounds in an otherworldly haze. Ling Xian'er stood at the edge of the Cloud-Severing Cliff, his white robes fluttering like torn pages from a celestial manuscript. 3 years. 3 years since his spiritual roots had been severed, reducing him from the sect's brightest star to its most pathetic burden. "Still dreaming of regaining your past glory, Senior Brother Ling?" A mocking voice sliced through the mist. Zhang Yan, now the rising star of the Outer Sect, approached with 4 disciples in tow. "The monthly allocation of spirit stones has arrived. As per sect rules, those at the first level of Qi Refining receive only 10 stones. Don't waste them on futile attempts." Ling Xian'er's fingers curled into fists, his knuckles white. The 10,000 spirit stones he'd possessed at his peak seemed like a distant dream. Now, he received merely 10 - barely enough to sustain his damaged meridians. "Some destinies are not meant to be forced, Junior Brother Zhang." The voice came as soft as lotus petals touching water. Su Lingxian, the sect's youngest elder, emerged from the mist, her presence immediately silencing the mockery. Zhang Yan stiffened, then forced a bow. "Elder Su. I was merely reminding Junior Brother Ling of the sect's regulations." Su Lingxian's gaze remained on Ling Xian'er, holding something unreadable. "The path of cultivation spans millennia. What are 3 years in the face of eternity? Remember, the deepest roots often grow in the darkest soil." After the others departed, Ling Xian'er uncurled his fist to reveal the 10 spirit stones - pitifully faint glow. He recalled the ancient text he'd discovered hidden within the sect's forgotten archives: The Heavenly Devouring Art. Forbidden, dangerous, requiring the user to shatter their existing cultivation entirely before rebuilding. That night, as moonlight silvered the training peaks, Ling Xian'er knelt in his humble quarters. With deliberate slowness, he crushed all 10 spirit stones in his palm. The energy surged violently, tearing through his already damaged meridians. Blood trickled from his lips, but his eyes burned with unprecedented determination. "Since heaven wishes to devour me," he whispered to the silent night, "I shall learn to devour heaven first." A thunderclap echoed in the distance, though the sky remained clear. Somewhere deep in the cosmos, destiny had shifted.