Chapter 778 Donghuang(Proper Noun) Past Events

"You lot?"

The tomb keeper suddenly smiled, then shook his head and said, "You carry the bloodline of the Eastern Emperor within you. Indeed, the relics rightfully belong to you."

Bloodline of the Eastern Emperor!

Eldrin's expression shifted abruptly, and he instinctively exchanged a glance with Lyra and the others.

At this moment, he finally understood why he had felt that profound sorrow welling up from the depths of his bloodline when he first set foot upon the Donghuang Mountain.

The tomb keeper nodded, then drew out an ancient book shimmering with golden light from his robes and handed it to Eldrin (Person Name), saying:

"I have treasured this artifact for thousands of years, and have finally awaited the descendant of the Eastern Emperor."

Golden Foil Celestial Tome

Eldrin's expression shifted abruptly. Within the Violet Realm, only cultivation methods beyond the Nascent Soul stage would employ such extraordinary treasures like the Li Fire Sword of the Returning Abyss.

As the methods of primordial spirit inherently begin to touch upon the profound mysteries of heavenly secrets, ordinary materials are inadequate for fully engraving their essence. Only the Scroll of Dao Transmission and the Golden Folio of Celestial Scripts can completely record them.

Among them, the Scripture of Enlightenment was indeed astonishing, yet it carried the risk of being damaged by fire, and once contaminated by demonic energy, it would be completely destroyed.

Compared to the Scripture of Enlightenment, the Golden Tome of Heaven was exceptionally precious. This artifact was forged by infusing sixth-tier arcane gold with rare elixirs and spiritual materials.

Once forged, it becomes impervious to fire and water erosion. Even if tainted by demonic energy, it can still preserve the true essence of the Dao techniques after refining the corruption away.

It can be said to be the supreme treasure for recording cultivation methods at or above the Nascent Soul level. Legend holds that even celestial arts can be fully transcribed within it. Across the entire Violet Realm, fewer than 5 individuals are qualified to wield it.

Indeed, this was the case. Within the Violet Realm, most soul cultivation methods were recorded on Dao-transmission paper. Only those deemed worthy—be it immortal legacies like the Void-Refining Immortal Scriptures or the most supreme semi-immortal techniques—were granted the privilege of using the Golden Folio Heavenly Tomes.

The Pure Yang Celestial Tome before his eyes was actually crafted from gold foil, a clear indication that this must be the Method of Boundless Purity.

The tomb keeper noticed the expression on Eldrin’s face and handed him the golden foil celestial scripture. Then he spoke, “This tree is named the Donghuang Scripture, its full title being the ‘Donghuang Daoist Tome.’”

"This is a path to immortalize the flesh. Should you cultivate it, your future would be boundless."

Eldrin listened to his account while examining the Eastern Emperor Dao Codex before him.

As he narrated in a measured tone, Eldrin gradually gained an understanding of Donghuang’s past.

The former East Emperor Patriarch was hailed as the most gifted talent of his generation in the Violet Realm in physical cultivation.

Through his research on the demon race's innate divine abilities and bloodline power, he single-handedly pioneered the method of attaining immortality through physical cultivation, thereby restoring the path of bodily ascension for the human race in the Violet Realm.

The Celestial Tome of the Eastern Emperor is revered as the foremost scripture of physical cultivation. In principle, 1 who masters it to perfection could forge an immortal physique in the mortal realm, achieving ascension through bodily transcendence in a single breakthrough.

In ancient times, the Eastern Emperor had already cultivated an immortal body, needing only to undergo the heavenly tribulation to forge the realm of celestial immortality.

"Alas, to aid Emperor Jiang’s ascension to the Great Dao, he single-handedly bore the heavenly tribulation in his stead, withstanding 3 strikes from the Outer Realm Devil God at the cost of his own life."

At this point, the tomb keeper sighed and said, "Though Emperor Donghuang has fallen, the Tome of the Eastern Sovereign is far too extraordinary. The Outer Realm Demon God seeks to destroy this scripture."

In desperation, before his demise, Eldrin tore off the final corrupted page of this golden scroll of celestial scripture and cast it into the turbulent mortal realm, its whereabouts now lost to the ages.

Eldrin listened intently, his fingers unconsciously turning to the final page of the book. There, he discovered that the golden-leafed celestial scripture from that fateful night appeared to have been violently torn away.

However, judging from the gap, it appeared to perfectly match the single golden foil page inscribed with the Ascendant's Path-Forging Art held in Eldrin's hand.

Eldrin’s heart skipped a beat, and he instinctively exchanged a glance with Lyra and the others.

He had the urge to take out that single golden foil of the Celestial Tome to complete this scripture, yet he suppressed the thought in an instant.

Judging from the Tomb Keeper's words, the path for the Purple Realm's human race to achieve immortality through physical cultivation seemed to have been destroyed by the Outer Realm Demonic Gods.

This Eastern Emperor's Celestial Tome was likely the last remaining scripture in the Violet Realm that documented the path of attaining immortality through physical cultivation. Should its existence be revealed, none could foresee the consequences that would follow.

Most crucially, should the Outer Realm Demons learn of this, they would likely unleash even greater and more terrifying schemes.

Eldrin even speculated that this path of physical ascension might pose a threat to that extraterrestrial demon god.

This was not baseless conjecture. In ages past, Emperor Jiang's extraordinary talent had dazzled the annals of history, standing as the sole individual in 80,000 years to achieve ascension. He had simultaneously cultivated into both a Laws Immortal and a Dao Fruit Immortal, his combat prowess ranking among the most formidable even among celestial beings.

Such an existence, even upon ascending to the immortal realm, would most likely attain the status of an Earth Immortal Patriarch. It might not even be impossible for them to catch a glimpse of the realm of a Celestial Immortal powerhouse.

Yet even a prodigious immortal like Emperor Jiang ultimately failed, proving that cultivating 2 paths simultaneously still cannot pose a lethal threat to the Outer Demons.

Perhaps only by simultaneously cultivating the Body, the Laws, and the Dao Fruit, and in 1 fell swoop laying the foundation of a Great Luo Immortal Lord, could 1 possibly slay the Outer Realm Demon God and thoroughly quell this Abyssal Cataclysm that has persisted for tens of thousands of years.

Under such circumstances, the Purple Realm’s sole remaining method to cultivate an immortal body would never be allowed to resurface in the world by the Outer Realm Demonic God.

At this thought, Eldrin suppressed the urge to inform the tomb keeper and spoke instead, "Could you tell me what happened back then?"

"Of matters past?"

The tomb keeper’s brow twitched slightly, naturally understanding what Eldrin wished to know.

He let out a sigh and began recounting the story of the Wang Clan from those days.

As he narrated, Eldrin soon understood the events of the past.

In those years, the Eastern Emperor had already forged an immortal body, and his combat prowess ranked second throughout the Violet Realm. Had he not been trapped within the cataclysm of the Demonic Abyss, he would have long ascended to immortality like the Transcendent Void Immortal.

To confront the Outer God, the Eastern Emperor met 3 long-range strikes head-on, unleashing his supreme cultivation and physical strength.

The Emperor of the East possessed 3 innate spiritual treasures: the God-Slaying Spear, the Immortal Shield, and the Eastern Emperor Bell.

The combat prowess of the Outer Realm Demon God was nearly indescribable. His initial strike had been intended to slay Jiang Huang, yet unexpectedly, Dong Huang diverted the calamity through substitution arts, drawing the attack toward himself instead.

Such supreme power was beyond mortal resistance. Moreover, though Donghuang had forged an immortal physique, he had yet to undergo the heavenly tribulation. His magic power and physical form still lacked that final wisp of celestial essence, leaving him imperfectly realized.

With just the first strike, Donghuang's Godslaying Spear shattered on the spot; by the second strike, the Indestructible Shield was completely annihilated.

On the third move, Emperor Jiang’s mana was completely depleted, leaving him no choice but to meet the strike with the full force of his physical body.

Alas, in the end, he could not withstand the supreme power of the Outer Realm Demon God. With unparalleled ferocity, he met a warrior's death upon Mount Donghuang. The mountain itself, towering millions of li high, was shattered and severed in half.

"If only we had waited for Lord Donghuang to transcend his heavenly tribulation, that battle would never have ended so disastrously."

After listening, Eldrin (Person Name) spoke somewhat unwillingly.

An instant later, he shook his head again. When supreme beings crossed blades, why would they wait for you to achieve a breakthrough before engaging in a fair duel?

At this thought, he couldn't help but take a deep breath, yet a stifled resentment remained trapped within his chest with no outlet.

Seeing this, Lyra (Person Name) nearby asked, "What about the Bell of the Eastern Emperor?"

Chapter 1 The biting northern wind swept across the mountain range, howling like countless vengeful spirits. Snowflakes danced wildly in the air, blanketing the jagged peaks in a layer of pristine white. At the summit of the highest mountain, a lone figure sat cross-legged upon a massive bluestone, motionless as if carved from ice. Lin Feng's robes were tattered, his face pale as paper, yet his eyes shone with an unnerving intensity. Before him lay a small pile of spirit stones—30-2 in total, their faint glow barely visible through the swirling snow. "30-2 1000 spirit stones..." he murmured, his voice raspy from disuse. "All that remains after a 100 years of seclusion." He lifted his head, gazing toward the distant horizon where dark clouds gathered. The Heavenly Tribulation was approaching. He could feel it in his bones—that oppressive, suffocating pressure that made even breathing difficult. Suddenly, a streak of crimson light pierced through the snowstorm, landing gracefully before him. The snowflakes within a 3-meter radius instantly vaporized, revealing a woman dressed in fiery red robes. "Junior Brother Lin," she spoke softly, her voice like wind chimes yet carrying an undeniable authority. "The sect master has ordered your return." Lin Feng's expression remained unchanged. "Senior Sister Mingyue, I have reached a critical moment in my cultivation. I cannot leave now." Mingyue's eyes narrowed slightly. "The Demon Sect's army approaches. We need every capable cultivator. This is not a request." A bitter smile touched Lin Feng's lips. "What difference would 1 more cultivator make? I'm merely at the Foundation Establishment stage." "You underestimate yourself," Mingyue said, her gaze sweeping over the spirit stones. "To accumulate so many resources while in seclusion... you're no ordinary Foundation Establishment cultivator." She paused, then added, "The sect is willing to offer you the 9 Revolutions Golden Pill in exchange for your assistance." Lin Feng's breath hitched. The 9 Revolutions Golden Pill—a legendary treasure that could increase a Golden Core cultivator's chance of breaking through to the Nascent Soul stage by 30 percent. For someone like him, stuck at the peak of Foundation Establishment for nearly 50 years, it was an irresistible offer. "And what would the sect demand in return?" he asked cautiously. "Lead the vanguard against the Demon Sect," Mingyue replied without hesitation. "Your mastery of the Li Fire Sword of the Returning Abyss makes you uniquely suited to break their formations." Wind howled across the mountaintop, whipping their robes violently. Lin Feng closed his eyes, his mind racing. The Heavenly Tribulation could strike at any moment, yet turning down the sect's offer meant losing his only chance at the Golden Pill. "Very well," he finally said, rising to his feet. "But I need 7 days to prepare." Mingyue nodded, a faint smile gracing her lips. "7 days it is. The sect will await your return." With those words, she transformed into a crimson streak and disappeared into the snowstorm. Lin Feng watched her depart, then looked down at his meager collection of spirit stones. "30-2 1000 spirit stones, 1 Li Fire Sword of the Returning Abyss, and a body that has weathered countless hardships..." he whispered to the wind. "Perhaps it's time to see what this world truly holds." His fingers tightened around the hilt of his sword. Somewhere in the distance, thunder rumbled—a harbinger of the storms to come.