Chapter 836 Suppressing the Demon Dragon with Residual Might

"Absolutely not, she must not be allowed to leave here alive!"

Witnessing Lyra's overwhelming display of power, the several Outer Realm Demon Gods felt an inexplicable dread creeping into their hearts. The Blood-Soul Heavenly Demon immediately took action, summoning the Blood-Soul Forging Sword to strike Lyra down.

Not only the Blood Soul Heavenly Demon, but even the 9 Nether Dragon Emperor abandoned his opponent, summoning the Dragon-Reversing Halberd of Chaos to strike at Lyra (Person Name).

In his eyes, compared to Lyra (Person Name) who possessed the bearing of an immortal, the severely injured Maris the Sea Steader (Person Name) no longer seemed as significant at this moment.

Surrounded by 3 Nascent Soul Demons at this moment, Lyra found herself in an increasingly precarious situation.

And just at this critical moment when the battle reached its most intense climax, a streak of light tore across the heavens from the distant edge of the void.

Boom—

From a 100 1000 li across the void, before the figure even reached the battlefield, a 4-colored lightning bolt was already summoned and hurled forth.

4 Symbols Divine Thunder!

The 9 Netherwyrm Emperor's expression shifted abruptly. This thunderous radiance surged with overwhelming grandeur, its power exceeding that of an early Primordial Spirit (Cultivation Realm) expert by half—it had likely reached the domain of a mid Primordial Spirit (Cultivation Realm).

Faced with such a pure Yang divine power, he dared not be negligent. Without delay in striking at Lyra, he immediately summoned the Demon Dragon's Reverse World Halberd to block this blow.

After blocking the strike, he finally saw the identity of the newcomer and exclaimed with a horrified expression, "It’s you?"

"Clang—"

His answer came in the form of 2 dazzling immortal swords. The Celestial River Ren Water Sword swept through with overwhelming force, striking directly at the 9 Nether Demon Dragon Emperor.

The 9 Serenities Demon Dragon Emperor dared not delay, immediately channeling his power into the Demon Dragon's Heaven-Reversing Halberd to strike across the firmament, barely managing to block the 2 Primal Yang Immortal Swords.

"Hmph!"

Confronting the demonic dragon spear that had nearly slain him a millennium ago, Eldrin's eyes instantly turned icy. With a flick of his sleeve, he made a grasping motion through the air, summoning a colossal hand that blotted out the sky.

This massive hand shimmered with 5-colored immortal radiance, yet also possessed a hue of primordial unity. With a single motion, it enveloped a vast expanse of tens of thousands of miles, instantly seizing the Demon Dragon’s Reverse World Halberd in its grasp.

It was actually Eldrin’s innate divine ability, the Great 5 Elements Primordial Chaos Vanishing Hand.

This was the first time Eldrin had unleashed this divine ability since its creation, and with but a single motion, it manifested the power to suppress all realms between heaven and earth.

That Demon Dragon Reversing Heaven Halberd, as a mid-grade pure Yin magic treasure, possessed earth-shattering power.

Yet now, caught in the grip of this massive hand, no amount of struggle could free him. In an instant, the radiance around him was suppressed until it grew dim.

"Ah!"

His Lifebound Spiritual Treasure was suppressed, and the 9 Nether Abyssal Dragon Emperor sensed grave danger. He swiftly retreated, desperate to make his escape.

Yet this 'Primordial Chaos Giant Hand' grasping technique still possessed residual power after suppressing the 'Demonic Dragon Reversal Halberd', continuing its descent to crush the 9 Nether Demonic Dragon Emperor.

The 9 Netherworlds Demonic Dragon Emperor fled for his life in a frenzy, even resorting to revealing his true form, transforming into a colossal demonic dragon spanning 1 million zhang to escape.

Under normal circumstances, he might have been able to escape, but the void around this demonic abyss had been sealed. Not even a Demigod Ancestor could tear through the void, let alone a mere Primordial Spirit, Early Stage cultivator like him.

In less than the span of a single breath, the Chaos Primordial Giant Hand enveloped the 9 Nether Demon Dragon Emperor. No matter how frantically he fled, he could not escape the grasp of this sky-shrouding giant hand.

On the verge of capture, the 9 Nether Dragon Emperor cried out with a face full of panic, "Save me, all of you!"

Boom—

It was only at this moment that everyone snapped back to their senses.

7 Eldritch Demonic Souls launched a frenzied assault, striving to rescue the 9 Nether Dragon Emperor.

Seeing this, Maris the Sea Steader (Person Name) and the others hurriedly tried to intercept them despite their wounded bodies, but due to their severe injuries, they only managed to stop 5.

The most powerful Bloodfiend Demon and the Dual-Winged Demon charged forward, but alas, they had arrived too late.

"Ah—"

A piercing scream echoed through the air as Eldrin seized the 9 Nether Demon Dragon Emperor with 1 hand.

With a grasp that carried overwhelming force, he instantly crushed the 9 Nether Demon Dragon Emperor's physical form with a thunderous explosion.

"Hiss..."

The crowd drew a sharp breath, and Maris the Sea Steader (Person Name) could not help but exclaim, "Such a Primordial Chaos Giant Hand—I fear even among the Violet Realm's Pure Yang divine arts, it would rank within the top 10, if not the top 5!"

"Among all capture-type divine abilities, none can compare to this."

At that moment, Bloodsoul Heavenly Demon and Twin-Winged Heavenly Demon broke out in a cold sweat, utterly stunned by the sheer power of Eldrin's divine strike.

With a single palm strike, he seized control of a mid-level Supreme Treasure of Pure Yang (Magic Treasure), and with its residual momentum, suppressed a Nascent Soul demonic cultivator. Such overwhelming force was truly awe-inspiring.

Judging by its manifestation, not only did this divine ability far surpass ordinary Pure Yang techniques, but it was also because Eldrin’s (Person Name) magical power was overwhelmingly formidable.

This made the 2 supreme Primordial Spirit, Early Stage (Cultivation Realm) demonic cultivators consider retreat, yet they dared not turn and flee now—for doing so would likely expose their backs to Eldrin (Person Name).

With no other choice, they exchanged a glance. In that lightning-quick moment of understanding, they summoned their Natal Spirit Treasures and launched them toward Eldrin (Person Name).

The Thunder Iron Rod and the Blood Fiend Soul-Slaying Sword swept across the heavens simultaneously. 2 mid-grade Pure Yin demon treasures unleashed earth-shaking power, striking together toward Eldrin.

Facing 2 Pure Yin Devil Treasures, Eldrin remained unfazed.

Above his head, the Primordial 5 Qi rose and transformed into a hazy aegis shimmering with 5-colored radiance.

This astral energy possessed an indestructible power. Even after directly withstanding the full-force strikes of 2 pure Yin demon treasures, it merely dimmed slightly.

"Impossible!"

Their sure-kill strike had failed to even graze Eldrin, and astonishment flashed across their faces.

You must understand, even a Primordial Spirit, Mid Stage cultivator wouldn't dare face their full-powered strike head-on. Yet unexpectedly, it couldn't even breach Eldrin's protective energy barrier as he fled.

Yet Eldrin remained exceptionally calm, for he had long anticipated this.

The 5 types of magical power—'Pure Yang Fire', 'Mysterious Nether Water', 'Primordial Chaos Gold', 'Myriad Earth', and 'Life Wood'—were inherently profound and extraordinary. Each represented a supreme esoteric force capable of leading 1 directly to the realm beyond the Great Luo Golden Immortal.

This level of power far surpassed the strength comprehended by ordinary Nascent Souls. If a Nascent Soul Dao Monarch were to master any 1 of these, it would be sufficient to cultivate all the way to the Great Perfection of the Nascent Soul realm, enabling them to reign supreme among all Nascent Soul practitioners.

In his earlier years, Eldrin was unable to harmonize the 5 elements, and his cultivation realm was far too low to fully manifest the profound mysteries of such a supreme esoteric power.

Now that his cultivation had reached the Half-Step Primordial Spirit (Cultivation Realm), with his 5 types of magical power fused into 1, the explosive force he could unleash was far beyond what an ordinary Primordial Spirit, Early Stage (Cultivation Realm) expert could ever hope to match.

Not to mention he had now mastered the 'Returning Abyss Primordial Qi' (Pure Yang Divine Ability).

This was the supreme divine ability he had forged by exhausting his very essence, condensing the lifelong achievements of his 2,000-year cultivation—truly a feat that could be described as seizing the creation of heaven and earth.

The 'Primordial Chaos True Aura' and the 'Primordial Chaos Giant Hand' derived from this divine ability are both genuine supreme Pure Yang supernatural powers, in no way inferior to the Great 5 Elements Pure Yang Divine Thunder.

Once these 2 divine abilities are cultivated to perfection in the future, they shall be sufficient to reign unchallenged across the entire Nascent Soul realm.

Even without the final catalyst now, Eldrin had not cultivated it to perfection, yet the power of its minor completion realm alone rivaled that of ordinary pure Yang divine abilities at their great completion stage.

Generally, only those at the Primordial Spirit, Late Stage (Cultivation Realm) could cultivate the Pure Yang Divine Art to the Great Perfection.

In that fleeting moment, Eldrin finally slew the 9 Nether Demon Dragon Emperor and withdrew his Primordial Chaos Giant Hand.

His gaze fell upon the Blood Soul Heavenly Demon, and an overwhelming killing intent instantly erupted.

"Clang—"

A sword cry rang out—the Heaven-Parting Twin Swords had actually merged into 1!

Chapter 1 The biting northern wind swept across the mountain range, howling like countless vengeful spirits. Snowflakes danced wildly in the air, blanketing the towering peaks in silvery white. At the summit of the highest mountain, a figure in azure robes stood motionless against the wind, his garments fluttering like a banner in the storm. Lin Feng's eyes were closed, his face pale as parchment. 3 days and 3 nights he had maintained this stance, his spiritual energy circulating through 30-6 major acupoints. The chilling energy of the extreme cold pierced his bones, yet his forehead glistened with beads of sweat. "It's about to break through," he murmured to himself. Suddenly, the surrounding spiritual energy surged violently toward him. The snow within a 100-meter radius evaporated instantly, forming a circular vacuum. Lin Feng's body trembled slightly as a faint golden light emerged between his brows, coalescing into the form of a miniature golden dragon that circled once around him before vanishing. He had finally broken through from the Foundation Establishment stage to the Golden Core stage. A faint smile touched his lips. 1 100 years—1 100 years of arduous cultivation had led to this moment. He recalled that rainy night a century ago when his master, on the verge of death, had imparted to him the Heavenly Dao Codex, saying, "The path of cultivation defies the heavens—you must remain true to your heart." Just as Lin Feng was savoring the joy of his breakthrough, a sharp sound pierced through the air. A crimson flying sword tore through the snowstorm, its tip aimed directly at his forehead. "Lin Feng! Hand over the Heavenly Dao Codex, and I might spare your life!" A man in black robes descended atop a nearby pine tree. His eyes burned with greed, fixed intently on Lin Feng. Lin Feng remained calm. "Fellow Daoist Mo Yu, you've pursued me for 3 years across 30 1000 li. Aren't you tired of it?" Mo Yu laughed coldly. "The Heavenly Dao Codex is a supreme treasure of the cultivation world. You, a mere Foundation Establishment cultivator, are unworthy of possessing it. Now that I see you've formed a golden core, it seems the codex truly lives up to its reputation." As he spoke, Mo Yu formed a hand seal. The crimson flying sword trembled and transformed into hundreds of identical swords, encircling Lin Feng in a deadly formation—the 1000 Illusions Sword Array. Lin Feng sighed softly. He had never sought trouble, yet trouble always found him. Since that was the case, he would no longer hold back. He raised his right hand, and a simple long sword materialized in his palm—the Li Fire Sword of the Returning Abyss. Blue flames flickered along the blade, melting the snowflakes that drifted near. "Since Fellow Daoist insists on a fight, then let us begin." Lin Feng's figure blurred, transforming into 9 afterimages, each wielding a sword technique. The 9 afterimages moved in unison, their sword energies intertwining into a massive net that enveloped Mo Yu. Mo Yu's expression shifted dramatically. "This is... the 9 Shadows Sword Art! You've actually mastered it!" He hurriedly formed seals, and the hundreds of crimson flying swords converged into a massive sword shield. But as the blue sword net descended, the crimson sword shield shattered like glass. "Impossible!" Mo Yu cried out in disbelief, blood trickling from the corner of his mouth. Lin Feng paid him no mind. The Li Fire Sword of the Returning Abyss in his hand shot forth like lightning, its point stopping just an inch from Mo Yu's throat. "I spare your life today. Leave now," Lin Feng said coolly. Mo Yu stared at him with a complex expression, eventually nodding bitterly. "I admit defeat. But the cultivation world is already abuzz with news of the Heavenly Dao Codex. Countless experts will come for you." After speaking, he turned and fled into the distance. Lin Feng watched Mo Yu's retreating figure, a thoughtful gleam in his eyes. He knew Mo Yu was right. The Heavenly Dao Codex was both a great opportunity and a death warrant. In the 3 years since he obtained it, he had been constantly on the run. But now, things were different. Having formed a golden core, he finally had the power to protect himself. More importantly, he had deciphered the first layer of the Heavenly Dao Codex and learned of an even greater secret. He raised his head, gazing toward the distant eastern sky. According to the codex, a secret realm was about to open there, 1 that held clues to the fabled Ascension. A faint smile curved his lips. The path of cultivation was long and fraught with challenges, but he was ready to face them all. With a sweep of his sleeve, Lin Feng transformed into a beam of light and shot toward the east. The snowstorm behind him gradually subsided, as if this high mountain had never witnessed the battle between 2 Golden Core experts. Only the scarred ground and the lingering sword intent bore silent witness to what had transpired.