Chapter 839. Primordial Pure Yang Fire

It must be understood that among those present, only Daoist Mingyuan, Daoist Lihuo, and Daoist Jiuyuan were tasked with guarding the Azure Dragon Star Palace.

Including the 4 from the White Tiger Star Palace and the Eldrin and Haoran Dao Lords from the Vermilion Bird Star Palace, there were only 8 Primordial Spirit Dao Lords in total.

Even including Eldrin (Person Name), Lyra (Person Name), Yan Zi Ji (Person Name), Lila (Person Name), and Lyra's (Person Name) Second Spirit, there were only 13 spiritual entities capable of combat.

13 against 19—this battle offered little chance of victory.

Seeing the others somewhat intimidated, Eldrin smiled and said, "Do not worry, everyone. Though our forces appear weaker in this battle, it does not mean we lack an opportunity for victory."

"Though we are few in number, this Seat and Brother Mingyuan are far beyond the measure of ordinary Primordial Spirit, Early Stage (Cultivation Realm) practitioners."

"Moreover, with the Star Array summoning the 3 venerable 4 Symbols Divine Spirits, this battle may not be impossible to win completely."

As the group was speaking, they noticed a streak of light descending from the celestial mechanism, landing directly in Eldrin's hand.

Eldrin’s eyes trembled slightly as he read the message, then he took a deep breath and said, “The White Tiger Star Palace is gone as well.”

"This..."

The faces of everyone present instantly paled. It turned out that shortly after Eldrin and the others had departed, 19 Outer Realm Demons had surrounded the White Tiger Star Palace.

Without an Eldrin (Person Name) to guard it, the White Tiger Star Palace could never withstand the assault of 19 Outer Realm Demons, and was thus effortlessly breached.

Seeing this, Daoist Mingyuan took a deep breath and said, "The next target of the Outer Realm Demons will likely be the Vermilion Bird Star Palace. Should we send reinforcements?"

"There's no need for that."

Eldrin shook his head and said, "He refuses to engage us directly, choosing instead to weaken our formation first. It seems the 1 leading these extraterrestrial demons is a cunning and ruthless individual."

"According to this scheme of the Outer Demons, dividing our forces would play right into their hands, allowing them to defeat us 1 by 1. Yet if we deploy our entire strength, we risk losing this Azure Dragon Star Palace altogether."

At this point, Eldrin took a deep breath and said, "Since dividing our forces is unwise yet keeping them united is equally problematic, we shall remain here in the Azure Dragon Star Palace to restore our spiritual power and await the attack from the extraterrestrial demons."

"They're desperate to break the Grand Array of the Zhou Heavenly Stars. As the Dragon of the Azure Heaven Star Palace serves as the keystone for the outermost archipelago formation, they would never abandon it."

Elder Mingyuan nodded, then sighed deeply. "It seems this is our only choice."

Seeing that everyone agreed with his view, Eldrin continued, “Fortunately, the Outer Demons were too focused on breaking the grand formation to pursue our fleeing forces, so the major immortal clans did not suffer overly heavy losses.”

"Dispatch the order. Have the major immortal clans withdraw from the outer archipelago to regroup and rebuild their strength. Should we succeed in crushing the Outer Realm Demonic Army, they shall return to restore the Star Archipelago."

Excellent!

Someone immediately nodded and sent out thousands of messaging talismans.

After handling all these matters, Eldrin glanced at the demonic armies encircling the Azure Dragon Star Palace archipelago before finally speaking:

"While those heavenly demons are away, let's clear out the fiendish army first so they won't hinder us when the real battle begins."

"Very well. I, the Old Master, have long endured their insolence to the limit."

As soon as Daoist Lord Jiuyuan finished speaking, he immediately charged forward first to assault the demonic army.

The others naturally did not stand idly by either. A dozen or so experts at the Nascent Soul Dao Lord level joined forces, and before long, the demon army was completely eradicated.

Thus time flew by, and in the blink of an eye, over a dozen days had passed.

As Eldrin had anticipated, the Outer Realm Demons, after breaching the White Tiger Star Palace Archipelago, immediately descended upon the Vermilion Bird Star Palace Islands.

Facing an abandoned Vermilion Bird Star Palace, the eldritch demons from beyond the heavens seized it without even having to lift a finger.

Immediately after, they assembled the demon army and began marching toward the Vermilion Bird Star Palace Archipelago.

That day, above the vast East Sea, 19 Eldritch Abominations sat facing 1 another.

At the forefront stood a woman, draped in a flowing black gown, her figure curvaceous and alluring, yet marked by a pink demonic sigil at the center of her brow.

At this moment, all those contending for the Heavenly Demon turned their gazes toward the leading figure, each revealing a trace of reverence.

Even the heavenly demon with storm-wreathed wings had a gleam in his eyes and couldn't resist remarking, "The Saintess truly possesses remarkable methods. Were it not for your strategy, how could we have consecutively breached 3 Star Palace Archipelagos and achieved such a magnificent victory?"

The 1 known as the Saintess stood atop the treasure ship, casually waving her hand as she declared, "According to the oral decree of the Demon God Majesty, our primary objective in this battle is to eliminate that Eldrin, with breaching the Zhou Tian Star Formation as the secondary goal."

"Remember this well: once the battle begins, disregard all else. You must besiege and slay that Elder of the Returning Abyss at any cost."

As you command!

With a single command from the Demonic Celestials, they shot through the void and charged toward the Azure Dragon Star Palace.

Boom—

The great battle was on the verge of erupting. From the outset, a dozen or so Eldrin (Person Name) charged straight into the Azure Dragon Star Palace, aiming to shatter this celestial formation in 1 fell swoop.

The human race’s Nascent Souls naturally would not allow him to succeed. Not only did they join forces to strike together, but they also summoned the True Spirit of the Azure Dragon, engaging in a fierce battle against the demonic Nascent Souls.

Kill!

Amidst the chaotic battle, Eldrin was the first to strike. He summoned the Primordial Chaos Giant Hand to sweep across his formidable foe, astonishingly grievously wounding a newly-ascended Heavenly Demon in the blink of an eye.

But at that very moment, the Heavenly Demons exchanged glances, then moved with impeccable synchronization as they launched a unified assault against Eldrin (Person Name).

Sensing that something was amiss, the group desperately tried to block their advance, yet they only managed to stop 14 individuals. 5 still broke through.

"Hmph—"

Surrounded on all sides, Eldrin remained utterly fearless. He expanded his Primordial Chaos True Aura, deflecting wave after wave of attacks from the extraterrestrial cultivators.

The power of this Primordial Chaos True Aura is considered a lower tier even among Pure Yang divine abilities, yet it is no weaker than the great transcendent techniques that can only be cultivated upon reaching the Primordial Spirit, Late Stage (Cultivation Realm).

Driven by Eldrin's (Person Name) Primordial Chaos magic power, its might was further amplified. Though the 5 Primordial Spirit Heavenly Demons unleashed several attacks in succession, they ultimately failed to breach his protective true energy.

Nevertheless, Eldrin felt his spiritual power had been greatly depleted.

He surveyed his surroundings, finding none capable of offering support. Though Lyra and the others possessed extraordinary talent, they had yet to breach the barrier of the Nascent Soul realm. He feared their spiritual energy would prove insufficient to sustain prolonged combat.

Meanwhile, Daoist Mingyuan found himself pitted against the Demon Clan's Holy Maiden. This woman’s strength was on par with a Primordial Spirit, Mid Stage (Cultivation Realm) expert, forcing Daoist Mingyuan into such a desperate struggle that he could not extricate himself.

"It seems I still have to rely on myself!"

In the blink of an eye, Eldrin made his decision—to break through the deadlock with overwhelming force and behead the foe before him in 1 decisive strike.

Eldrin met the onslaught of demons head-on with his Primordial Chaos True Aura, then summoned a colossal hand of primordial force that compelled the 2 heavenly demons to devote their full strength to resist.

He then transformed his Primordial Chaos energy into 'Primordial Chaos Pure Yang Flame.' The overwhelming Pure Yang Fire swept across all directions, its dazzling and majestic might scouring heaven and earth.

This flame was the bane of all demonic cultivators. With the level of power Eldrin currently wielded, it incinerated 2 pure Yin demon treasures in the blink of an eye, forcing the 2 Primordial Heaven Demons into relentless retreat.

"Clang—"

Then, with a deafening clang, the Celestial Departure Twin Swords merged once more, cleaving a Nascent Soul Heavenly Demon in 2 on the spot.

Enduring the combined assault of 5 fiends head-on, yet still managing to behead 1 with his sword—such precise grasp of battle tempo and ferocious methods were truly awe-inspiring.

The remaining 4 demons were instantly struck with terror at the sight, their scalps crawling with dread. In the heat of battle, they grew hesitant and restrained, no longer daring to unleash their full strength.

Chapter 1: The Reborn Prodigy The biting cold pierced deep into the bones. Chu Yunting's consciousness gradually surfaced from the abyss of darkness. The first thing she felt was this soul-deep chill, as if countless ice needles were piercing her meridians. She struggled to open her heavy eyelids. A dilapidated thatched hut came into view. Through the gaps in the roof, she could see the dim, overcast sky, with occasional snowflakes drifting inside, landing on her tattered linen garments. "This is... where?" Memories flooded her mind like a tidal wave—the final heavenly tribulation, the heart-devouring poison administered by her beloved disciple, the soul-shattering sword thrust from her most trusted person... The esteemed Flowing Cloud Immortal Venerable, who had stood atop the cultivation world, had fallen just like that. And now, she had awakened in the body of a 15-year-old girl sharing her name, in the remote borderlands of the cultivation world. "Since I've been given a second chance..." A cold gleam flashed in her eyes. "I will reclaim everything that belongs to me." Just as she was organizing the memories of her new body, the dilapidated wooden door was kicked open with a "bang." A plump woman stood at the door, hands on her hips, shouting arrogantly, "Lazybones, still lying in bed at this hour? Get up and chop firewood! If you don't finish before dark, don't even think about eating!" Chu Yunting recognized her—this was the wife of the steward of the outer sect, who had always treated the original host harshly. A cold smile curled at the corner of her mouth. Although her cultivation base was gone, the soul of an Immortal Venerable remained intact. Dealing with a mere mortal was as easy as crushing an ant. She slowly sat up, her voice icy. "Scram." The woman was momentarily stunned, then flew into a rage. "You little wretch, how dare you talk back? Looks like I haven't beaten you enough!" As she spoke, she raised her thick arm and swung the wooden club in her hand toward Chu Yunting. Just as the club was about to land, Chu Yunting's eyes suddenly turned deep and vast, like a starry sky. The woman met her gaze, and her movements abruptly froze. Her eyes grew vacant, as if she had lost her soul. "Go to the back mountain and chop 10 bundles of firewood," Chu Yunting said coldly. "Without finishing, don't even think about eating." "Yes..." The woman responded mechanically, then turned and walked out blankly. Watching the woman's receding figure, Chu Yunting coughed lightly, a trace of blood seeping from the corner of her mouth. "Using soul manipulation in this heavily injured state is indeed too taxing..." She closed her eyes and began to inspect her body. The meridians were blocked, the dantian was damaged, and the spiritual roots were of the lowest mixed attribute—truly a disastrous foundation for cultivation. But none of this mattered. In her previous life, she had risen from the bottom all the way to the Immortal Venerable realm, with countless methods at her disposal. Rebuilding a foundation was as simple as turning her hand. What she needed most right now were cultivation resources. Her gaze fell upon a simple wooden box in the corner. She remembered that this was the only thing the original host's mother had left her before she passed away. She struggled to get up, walked to the box, and opened it. Inside lay a faintly glowing jade slip and a rusty bronze mirror. "The Flowing Cloud Heart Sutra!" Her pupils contracted slightly. This was the foundational cultivation method she had created in her previous life. How could it appear here? She picked up the jade slip and probed it with her divine sense. Sure enough, it was the complete Flowing Cloud Heart Sutra, exactly the same as the 1 she had created back then. Then, her gaze fell upon the bronze mirror. The mirror's surface was mottled with rust, reflecting a blurry, unfamiliar face. Just as she was about to put it down, the mirror suddenly emitted a faint glow, and a line of small text appeared on its surface: [Remaining lifespan: 3 days] Chu Yunting's expression changed drastically. She never expected that not only was her body in terrible condition, but her lifespan was also about to run out. It seemed she had to find a way to extend her life as soon as possible. Just then, hurried footsteps came from outside the door. A young girl rushed in, her face full of panic. "Sister Chu, run! Steward Wang found out you beat his wife and is coming to deal with you!" Chu Yunting recognized her—this was Xia Huan, 1 of the few people in the outer sect who had been kind to the original host. Before she could respond, a furious roar came from outside the door. "Chu Yunting, you little wretch, how dare you hurt someone? Come out and die!" Xia Huan's face turned pale with fear. "It's over, it's over, Steward Wang is here..." Chu Yunting's expression remained calm. She gently patted Xia Huan's shoulder. "Wait for me here." Then, she turned and walked out of the thatched hut. Outside, a burly man stood with a dozen or so followers, all armed with weapons, their faces fierce. Steward Wang glared at Chu Yunting, a cruel smile curling on his lips. "You little wretch, today I'll show you the consequences of offending me!" As he spoke, he raised his hand, and a fiery red spiritual energy gathered in his palm—the most basic fireball technique in the cultivation world. Although it was just a low-level spell, in the eyes of these outer sect disciples, it was already an irresistible power. Everyone looked at Chu Yunting with pity, as if they could already foresee her being burned to ashes. But Chu Yunting showed no fear. On the contrary, a faint, almost imperceptible smile appeared at the corner of her mouth. She had just noticed that Steward Wang's fireball technique was full of flaws. As long as she struck at the right moment, she could easily counter it. Just as the fireball was about to be unleashed, a clear voice suddenly rang out. "Stop!" A young man in blue robes walked over, his expression stern. Seeing the newcomer, Steward Wang's expression changed instantly, and he quickly withdrew his spell, bowing respectfully. "Elder Martial Brother Lin." Lin Chen (Person Name) ignored him and walked straight to Chu Yunting, his tone concerned. "Are you okay?" Chu Yunting shook her head lightly, a flicker of thought in her eyes. In the original host's memory, this was Lin Chen, the top disciple among the outer sect's disciples, who had always been kind to her. Lin Chen turned to Steward Wang, his voice cold. "As an outer sect steward, bullying a weak girl—aren't you afraid of bringing shame to our Flowing Cloud Sect?" Steward Wang smiled obsequiously. "Elder Martial Brother Lin, you don't know—this girl used demonic magic to harm my wife..." "Nonsense!" Lin Chen interrupted him coldly. "I saw everything clearly just now. It was your wife who tried to strike first. Chu Yunting was only defending herself." Steward Wang's expression shifted uncertainly, but in the end, he didn't dare to offend this most promising outer sect disciple. He could only force a smile and say, "Since Elder Martial Brother Lin has spoken, I'll let her off this time." After saying this, he gave Chu Yunting a fierce glare, then turned and left with his men. Lin Chen watched them leave, then turned to Chu Yunting and said gently, "Next time they trouble you, come find me." Chu Yunting nodded slightly. "Thank you, Elder Martial Brother Lin." But in her heart, she sneered. She had seen too many intrigues and betrayals in her previous life. Lin Chen's timely appearance was far too coincidental. Moreover, the concern in his eyes was clearly feigned. It seemed that this outer sect was not as simple as it appeared on the surface. After sending Lin Chen away, Chu Yunting returned to the thatched hut. Xia Huan hurried up to her, her face full of relief. "That was so close! Luckily, Elder Martial Brother Lin showed up in time..." Chu Yunting smiled faintly and didn't explain. Her gaze fell once again on the bronze mirror in her hand. [Remaining lifespan: 2 days, 23 hours, 59 minutes] The numbers on the mirror continued to decrease, like a death notice slowly approaching. She took a deep breath, a determined gleam flashing in her eyes. No matter what conspiracies or tricks were at play, the most important thing now was to stay alive. And to live, she needed strength. It was time to start cultivating.