Chapter 843 Impacting the Abyss

"Senior."

Eldrin wanted to say more, but in the end, the words remained unspoken.

He knew all too well that despite his formidable combat prowess, remaining on a battlefield of this level was far too perilous.

Rather than taking the immense risk of charging toward the Abyssal Heavenly Rift, it would be better to remain on the island and activate the formation to contribute our strength to their cause.

Seeing that he would say no more, Riverlord Chang declared, "So it is decided. For this battle, all whose souls have been stabilized for less than 1,000 years may remain on the island."

"The rest of you shall join us in 3 days to breach the Demonic Abyss Heavenly Rift."

3 days had passed in the blink of an eye.

Upon the primary star of Tian Shi Yuan, Eldrin stood alongside several Primordial Spirit Dao Lords, his expression growing solemn as he observed Riverlord Chang and the master of the Star Palace before them.

"Esteemed Seniors, this journey is fraught with peril. I implore you to exercise utmost caution."

"Guard this place with peace of mind." Riverlord Chang gazed deeply at Eldrin, then after a long while sighed and said, "Should I never return from this journey, watch over the Eternal River Sanctuary for me."

Boom—

At that very moment, a thunderous roar erupted from the depths of the heavens. A figure robed like a Daoist priest made his move, summoning a resplendent Immortal Ruler to strike across the firmament, launching an assault toward the heart of the Demonic Abyss.

Witnessing this, everyone’s brows trembled faintly.

"Fellow Daoist Taiyuan has already made his move." Riverlord Chang (Person Name) spoke with detached calmness before continuing leisurely, "The great war has erupted. It is time for us to set forth."

As his voice faded, he soared into the sky astride the Long River Sunset Painting.

"If the situation truly becomes untenable, you may retreat on your own accord!"

At that moment, Eldrin suddenly heard a voice transmission. He instinctively looked up and found it was the Star Palace Lord who had spoken.

At this moment, the Hall Master stood clad in starry robes, crowned with a 9-beaded headpiece, his stature as noble and majestic as a celestial deity of the 9 heavens.

Eldrin saw him give a slight nod, then with a sweep of his long sleeve, he strode skyward with unwavering resolve.

Senior!

Watching the figures of the departing group, Eldrin felt an inexplicable tremor in his heart, as if an invisible hand were constricting his breath.

"Boom! Boom! Boom!"

Within the boundless Inner Star Palace, 1 formidable aura after another erupted.

In the span of a few dozen breaths, Eldrin sensed dozens of immensely majestic figures ascending to the heavens.

The weakest among them had already reached the profound cultivation of Nascent Soul 3rd Heaven, each a mighty figure who had attained the Dao for countless years.

At this moment, under the guidance of Daoist Taiyuan, Palace Master Lihuo, and others, they began charging relentlessly toward the end of the Demonic Abyss Heavenly Rift.

"Do not let them succeed!"

Faced with the onslaught of the cultivators, the Outer Realm Demons quickly reacted, naturally unwilling to let them succeed.

In the blink of an eye, 1 Primordial Spirit Heavenly Demon after another soared into the sky, beginning to intercept the mighty human experts.

An unprecedented great war erupted then and there. Beyond the Heavenly Scar of the Demonic Abyss, both sides clashed in a frenzied slaughter, their bloodthirsty and brutal killing intent roiling the heavens and shaking the earth.

"Slay—"

The Daoist Taiyuan was the first to strike, his Pure Yang spiritual treasure, the Taiyuan Ruler, cleaving downward with immense force. In that very instant, it shattered a primordial spirit heavenly demon on the spot.

This Daoist Taiyuan was a supreme expert who had attained the Dao over 10 1000 years ago. His cultivation had already reached the Great Perfection of the Nascent Soul realm for many years, and thus his life-bound spiritual treasure, the Taiyuan Ruler, naturally far surpassed ordinary Pure Yang spiritual treasures.

This object is a supreme-grade Pure Yang spiritual treasure, whose power ranks among the pinnacle even amidst Pure Yang spiritual treasures. Listed as 1 of the Purple Realm's 10 Great Offensive Spiritual Treasures, it once decapitated a Heavenly Demon of the Primordial Spirit, Late Stage (Cultivation Realm), proving its peerless lethality beyond doubt.

Now, Taoist Taiyuan Chi Heng swept across all directions, tearing open a breach single-handedly and forcing the demonic clan’s primordial spirits into a relentless retreat.

Yet precisely because his edge was too sharp, the current Dao Lord Taiyuan had drawn far too many eldritch demons.

In an extremely short span of time, over 20 heavenly demons swarmed forward, among them even 2 powerful Primordial Spirit, Late Stage (Cultivation Realm) demons, seeking to besiege this supreme expert who had attained the Dao for many years.

Boom—

Meanwhile, from the distant void, another supreme expert made their move.

The 1 who made a move was the master of the Li Fire Palace. Though wielding the supreme treasure 'Li Fire Divine Furnace', he did not recklessly advance alone.

He did not spare a glance at Daoist Taiyuan, leading only a dozen or so Nascent Soul Dao Lords in relentless combat as they madly charged toward the depths of the Demonic Abyss Heavenly Rift.

"Stop him."

Before the Heavenly Scar of the Abyss, the 9 Nether Demon Lord watched the advancing Eldrin (Person Name) with a trace of solemnity flickering between his brows.

As the words of the Netherworld Demon Venerable faded, a woman clad in black robes nodded. In an instant, she transformed into a phoenix wreathed in dark flames, soaring into the sky to block the path of the Li Fire Palace Lord.

Nether Phoenix

The Elder of Li Fire Palace narrowed his gaze. This Nether Phoenix was 1 of the supreme powerhouses under the command of the Outer Realm Demon God, its cultivation having reached the pinnacle of the ninth level of the Nascent Soul realm.

He was acutely aware of the dreadfulness of this Nether Phoenix. Such a formidable foe possessed combat prowess not the slightest bit inferior to his own. If they were to engage in a true death duel, the outcome could only be 1 of them perishing while the other suffered grievous wounds.

However, this battle concerned the future of the Violet Realm, leaving him no path of retreat. He could only surge forward with unstoppable battle intent.

Kill!

2 supreme Eldrin (Cultivation Realm) powerhouses erupted into a fierce battle. Before the outcome could be determined, the Lord of the Li Fire Palace (Sect/Faction) found it impossible to advance any further.

At almost the same moment, the 2 great perfection soul masters—the Palace Master of the Tai Xuan Hall and the Lord of the Endless Sky Pavilion—also made their moves.

The master of the Southern Sea Glazed Palace, the great power from the Western Extremity Silent Spirit Temple, and Riverlord Chang (Person Name) along with other Primordial Spirit, Late Stage (Cultivation Realm) experts all soared skyward 1 after another. With the conviction of marching to their doom, they charged toward the abyssal depths where the demonic rift ended.

The Black Dragon Demon Ancestor, the Ice Serpent Demon Ancestor, Daoist Longgu, and countless other demonic primordial spirits were also taking action, determined to break through the obstruction of the Outer Realm Demons.

Yet the power of the extraterrestrial demons was truly overwhelming, with over 1 100 and 60 demons continuously launching attacks.

In addition to a vast number of Primordial Spirit, Mid Stage (Cultivation Realm) heavenly demons, there were over a dozen powerful heavenly demons at the Primordial Spirit, Late Stage (Cultivation Realm). Most crucially, 4 terrifying entities had reached the Great Perfection realm of the Primordial Spirit.

Among those 4 heavenly demons at the Great Perfection of the Primordial Spirit realm, aside from the Netherworld Phoenix, there was also an Ancient Infernal Fiend and a Violet-Blooded Heavenly Demon possessing true demon bloodline—all were beings whose combat prowess could shake the heavens.

At this moment, the Primordial Flame Demon barred the Black Dragon Ancestor's path, while the Violet Blood Celestial Fiend forced the master of Horizon Pavilion into a corner with no retreat.

Although the Grand Mystery Hall Master possessed earth-shattering combat prowess, he found himself locked in an excruciatingly intense battle after being intercepted by over 20 Primordial Spirit Demons.

This brutal battle had turned the world upside down in an instant. The sky was filled with overwhelming forces sweeping through the void, and within moments, several Nascent Soul existences had already fallen.

"The Outer Demons are too numerous! We must lend them a hand!"

Above the 3 Enclaves Archipelago, Eldrin watched as numerous great powers among the human race struggled to break through the enemy lines, his expression grave as he spoke.

He immediately summoned everyone to activate the Zhou Tian Stars Grand Formation, pushing the power of the formation to its absolute limit.

The primary power of this Zhoutian Star Formation was to assist the Will of Heaven and Earth in suppressing the Outer Realm Demonic God.

But at this moment, as Eldrin and the others recklessly channeled their magic power without restraint, they actually managed to manifest the 4 Symbols True Spirits and various other astral entities, which entangled a portion of the Outer Realm Demons.

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 solitary figure sat cross-legged upon a massive bluestone, motionless as if carved from ice. Lin Feng (Person Name) had been meditating here for 3 years. His long black hair was coated with a thin layer of frost, his worn blue robes stiff with ice. Yet beneath his calm exterior, turbulent energies swirled within his dantian. He was approaching a critical moment in his cultivation of the 9 Revolutions Profound Art (Cultivation Method). "Just a little more," he whispered to himself, his breath forming mist in the frigid air. Suddenly, the clouds above began to churn violently, coalescing into a massive vortex. Crimson lightning snaked through the swirling mass, accompanied by a low, menacing rumble that seemed to shake the very foundations of heaven and earth. Heavenly Tribulation (Cultivation Concept) had arrived. Lin Feng's eyes snapped open, revealing pupils that shimmered with golden light. He rose slowly to his feet, his joints cracking like popping beans after years of immobility. "The first heavenly tribulation at the Foundation Establishment stage," he murmured, his expression grim. "They say 9 out of 10 cultivators perish at this stage." From his spatial ring (Magic Treasure), he produced several glowing artifacts: the Li Fire Sword of the Returning Abyss (Magic Treasure), a dozen or so defensive talismans (Cultivation Item), and 3 Recovery Pills (Elixir). The crimson lightning intensified, each bolt thicker than a man's arm. The air grew thick with the scent of ozone and impending doom. "Come then!" Lin Feng shouted defiantly at the heavens, gripping the Li Fire Sword of the Returning Abyss (Magic Treasure) tightly. Blue spiritual flames erupted along the blade, melting the snow within a 30-foot radius. The first bolt struck with deafening fury. Lin Feng met it head-on, his sword drawing a brilliant arc through the air. The collision produced a shockwave that shattered nearby boulders and sent snow flying in all directions. He staggered backward, blood trickling from the corner of his mouth. But his eyes burned with determination rather than fear. The second and third bolts followed in quick succession. Lin Feng activated his defensive talismans (Cultivation Item), which formed multiple glowing barriers around him. The shields shattered 1 after another under the lightning's assault, but they bought him precious moments. By the time the ninth and final bolt gathered, Lin Feng's robes were in tatters, and his spiritual energy was nearly depleted. Without hesitation, he swallowed all 3 Recovery Pills (Elixir). A surge of revitalizing energy coursed through his meridians. His aura skyrocketed, surpassing his previous peak. "This ends now!" he roared, channeling every last bit of his power into the Li Fire Sword of the Returning Abyss (Magic Treasure). The blade shone with such intensity that it seemed to rival the sun itself. When the final bolt struck, the resulting explosion blinded everything within miles. The mountain peak beneath Lin Feng's feet crumbled, reduced to rubble by the tremendous force. As the dust settled, the dark clouds dispersed, revealing clear blue skies. Sunbeams broke through, illuminating the devastated landscape. Lin Feng stood amidst the ruins, his body battered but radiating a powerful, stable aura. His spiritual energy had condensed into a golden core within his dantian—the unmistakable sign of successful Foundation Establishment. He had survived. Wiping the blood from his lips, he allowed himself a faint smile. His journey toward immortality had truly begun. Somewhere in the distance, a lone eagle cried, as if heralding the rise of a new power in the cultivation world. Chapter 2 The journey down the mountain felt entirely different from the ascent 3 years prior. Where Lin Feng had once struggled against biting winds and treacherous paths, he now moved with preternatural grace, his feet barely disturbing the fresh snow beneath them. He encountered his first sign of human activity at the mountain's base—a small, weathered shrine dedicated to the local mountain deity. An old man bundled in heavy furs was placing an offering of dried fruits before the stone carving when he noticed Lin Feng's approach. The old man's eyes widened, taking in Lin Feng's tattered but extraordinary appearance. "Young master, you... you came from the sacred mountain?" he stammered, bowing repeatedly. "During the great storm yesterday, we witnessed heavenly fire striking the peak. We thought the mountain god was angry." Lin Feng offered a gentle smile. "The mountain god is at peace," he reassured the old man. "What you witnessed was merely... a celestial phenomenon." Before departing, Lin Feng placed a hand on the old man's shoulder, channeling a wisp of his spiritual energy to ward off illness. It was a small kindness, 1 that cost him nothing but would ensure the old man's health for years to come. 3 days of travel brought him to Azure Dragon Town (Location), a bustling settlement at the crossroads of 3 trade routes. The streets teemed with merchants hawking their wares, street performers entertaining crowds, and the mouthwatering aroma of roasted meats and spices wafting from food stalls. At the town's most popular tavern, the Drunken Immortal (Location), Lin Feng found a corner table and ordered a simple meal. As he ate, he tuned his heightened senses to the conversations around him. "...the Zhang family (Family Name) is recruiting guards for their merchant caravan to the capital," a burly man clad in animal hides was telling his companion. "They're offering 50 spirit stones (Cultivation Resource) per person, plus bonuses if we encounter trouble." "50 spirit stones?" the other man whistled. "They must be expecting real danger on the roads." "Their young mistress, Zhang Xiu'er (Person Name), will be traveling with them," the first man lowered his voice. "Rumor has it the Black Wind Bandits (Organization) have placed a bounty on her head." Lin Feng's interest was piqued. He needed spirit stones for his continued cultivation, and the journey to the capital would bring him closer to the renowned 7 Stars Academy (Sect), where he planned to learn higher cultivation techniques. After finishing his meal, he approached the table where the burly man sat. "Where might I find this Zhang family recruitment?" he asked calmly. The man looked Lin Feng up and down, taking in his slender build. "The training grounds, east of town," he said with a dismissive snort. "But they're looking for proven fighters, lad, not pretty boys who've read too many cultivation manuals." Lin Feng merely smiled. "My thanks for the information." At the training grounds, he found over a 100 cultivators of varying skill levels gathered before a raised platform. On it stood a middle-aged man with sharp eyes and an imposing presence—clearly the master of the Zhang family (Family Name) guards. "Next!" the man called out. A muscular fighter leaped onto the platform, brandishing a heavy broadsword. He demonstrated several flashy techniques, slicing through training dummies with practiced ease. The guard master nodded approvingly. Before the next volunteer could step forward, Lin Feng moved. Without any apparent effort, he appeared on the platform, his movement so swift that few could track it. The guard master's eyes narrowed. "Your name, young master?" "Lin Feng." "Very well. Demonstrate your skill." Instead of drawing a weapon, Lin Feng approached a stack of a dozen granite blocks meant for strength testing. He placed his palm lightly on the top block and channeled his spiritual energy. A moment later, he stepped back. The blocks appeared unchanged. Laughter rippled through the crowd. But then, a gentle breeze swept across the platform, and the entire stack crumbled into fine dust. The training grounds fell completely silent. The guard master stared, his mouth slightly agape. After a long moment, he bowed respectfully. "Master Lin, the Zhang family would be honored to have your protection. Our pay is 80... no, 1 100 spirit stones (Cultivation Resource) for the journey!" Lin Feng gave a slight nod. "Acceptable." As he followed the guard master to complete the formalities, he noticed a young woman observing him from a nearby carriage. She had intelligent eyes and an elegant demeanor, dressed in expensive but practical traveling clothes. Their eyes met briefly before she lowered the carriage curtain. Zhang Xiu'er (Person Name), Lin Feng presumed. Interesting. The journey ahead promised to be far from dull.