Chapter 850 : The Purple Blood Heavenly Demon's Arrival

Rather than risking the Future of the entire Purple Seal Realm at this moment, it would be wiser to wait a while longer. Let us first overcome the immediate crisis before attempting the breakthrough to the Primordial Spirit Realm [the spiritual core of a cultivator].

"It seems your Tribulation is even more formidable than I imagined."

Seeing Eldrin Chen shake his head, the Master of the Horizon Pavilion sighed deeply and declared, "Rest assured. In this battle, I will spare no effort to eliminate the threats for you in advance, even if it costs me everything."

"Then this junior offers his deepest gratitude, Senior."

Eldrin Chen clasped his hands in a respectful salute and withdrew from the Great Hall.

"…"

Time flowed swiftly, and several months passed in the blink of an eye.

On this day, Eldrin Chen emerged from his secluded cultivation, his expression grave as he gazed towards the void beyond the Horizon Pavilion.

There, within the Boundless Void, several dozen majestic figures strode across the emptiness, advancing towards them.

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Eldrin Chen's expression was grave as he cast a glance at Exquisite Jiang, Nyssa Qu, and the others by his side. With solemn emphasis, he warned, "In this battle, stay close behind me. Do not, under any circumstances, fight alone!"

"Understood."

Nyssa Qu gave a serious nod. This was her first true combat since her breakthrough to the Primordial Spirit [the spiritual core of a cultivator] realm, and a flicker of uncertainty stirred within her heart.

As they were exchanging words, the horde of Outer Realm Heavenly Demon [powerful demons from beyond this world] surged through the distant, boundless void, closing in upon them.

At their forefront strode a figure whose aura blazed with overwhelming might, radiating peerless power. It was none other than the paramount powerhouse among the Outer Realm Heavenly Demon, the 'Purple Blood Heavenly Demon'.

"Purple Blood whelp!"

The moment he laid eyes on the approaching foe, the Master of the Horizon Pavilion's face turned icy, and an aura of profound Celestial Slaughter [a legendary plant whose essence embodies the concept of divine execution] intent erupted from him.

During the previous Demonic Abyss Great War, he had battled this very Purple Blood Heavenly Demon for over three months. Yet, with both combatants possessing such overwhelming strength, he had ultimately failed to slay his adversary.

Now, their paths crossed once more, the air between them crackling with the tension of a blade meeting its whetstone.

"Horizon Pavilion! Hahaha!"

Gazing upon the Horizon Pavilion before him, the Purple Blood Heavenly Demon let out a cold laugh. "More than eight thousand years ago, my Fiend Race once breached this place. In that battle, I personally slew a Primordial Spirit Path Lord [a cultivator who has mastered their spiritual core and embarked on a profound cultivation path]."

"Now, revisiting this old haunt carries a rather distinct flavor."

"Vile beast!"

The Master of the Horizon Pavilion trembled with rage, his face a mask of murderous intent that threatened to overflow. The one slain by the Purple Blood Heavenly Demon all those years ago had been his beloved cultivation partner.

Such a grudge, one of life and death with no quarter given, made the Master of the Horizon Pavilion yearn to charge out and tear the Purple Blood Heavenly Demon to pieces.

Yet, he restrained the impulse to rush out, his expression turning icy. "For tens of thousands of years, my Horizon Pavilion has fought dozens of great battles against the Fiend Race."

"In the past, the predecessors of my Horizon Pavilion have also slain Demigod True Demon [powerful demons who have attained a state near divinity] and beheaded many Primordial Spirit Demonic Cultivator of the Purple Blood lineage. I hear your own father and grandfather were among them!"

As a supreme holy land that once produced an Immortal [a being who has transcended mortality and ascended to a higher plane of existence], the Horizon Pavilion at its zenith boasted several dozen Primordial Spirit Path Lord.

It is said that in that era, the Horizon Pavilion was one of the mightiest overlords of the Purple Seal Realm, possessing not only Demigod Patriarch and Near-Immortal Treasures [artifacts of immense power, one step below true immortal artifacts] to guard its Fortune [the metaphysical luck and destiny of a lineage], but also preserving supreme talismans of Near-Immortal Rank [a rank denoting power approaching that of true immortals].

And it was not just the Horizon Pavilion; nearly all the great Immortal Path Lineage [organizations dedicated to the path of immortal cultivation] of the ancient Purple Seal Realm had left behind similar contingencies.

It was precisely by relying on these supreme treasures that the Purple Seal Realm [a major cultivation world] was able to repeatedly repel the assaults of the Outer Realm Demon God [a powerful demonic entity from beyond this realm] and avert several mortal crises.

Yet, after tens of thousands of years of warfare, the recurring Demonic Abyss Cataclysm [a catastrophic demonic invasion occurring every millennium] has drained the Purple Seal Realm of its once-boundless reserves of strength and resources.

Over these long years, the Eastern Sea Cultivation World [the cultivation world centered on the Eastern Sea] and the Eastern Region Great Wasteland [the vast, desolate eastern territories] of the Purple Seal Realm have been breached multiple times. The foundational reserves of the various Path Lord Sacred Land [sacred lands ruled by powerful Path Lords] have long been exhausted in the relentless cycle of conflict.

Returning to the matter at hand, seeing that the Master of the Horizon Pavilion [the lord of a major human cultivation force] restrained the impulse to sally forth, the Purple Blood Heavenly Demon [a high-ranking demon commander] revealed a flicker of disappointment.

Had the Master of the Horizon Pavilion abandoned the Formation [a defensive or offensive energy array] and engaged him in a bloody melee, he would have welcomed it eagerly.

Now that the lure had failed, it seemed a direct assault was truly the only option left. For more chapters, visit site: audio-novel.com for the complete novel.

The Purple Blood Heavenly Demon cast a cold glance at the Horizon Pavilion [a major human sect] before him, his eyes glinting with frost. "All of you," he commanded, his voice chilling the air, "attack!"

"BOOM—"

As his words fell, he summoned forth a violet-crimson treasure wheel, hurling it with crushing force towards the Mountain Protection Formation [the defensive energy shield protecting the mountain stronghold].

This treasure was the Purple Blood Heavenly Demon's personal guardian artifact, the Violet Blood Heavenly Wheel [a powerful demonic wheel weapon]. Forged from Violet Blood Demonic Gold [a rare, blood-infused demonic metal], it ranked among the finest even amongst Pure Lunar Demonic Treasure [high-grade demonic artifacts refined with nether lunar energy].

Yet as this treasure descended with a thunderous crash, its first strike caused the Mountain Protection Formation of the Horizon Pavilion to shudder violently. Fortunately, the formation's power proved truly Extraordinary; even after such a blow, it swiftly stabilized and began to recover.

However, the Outer Realm Heavenly Demon forces were not limited to just the Purple Blood Heavenly Demon. Close behind, several dozen other Heavenly Demons, including Garuda the Heavenly Demon, joined the assault, launching a frenzied attack upon the grand formation.

Witnessing this, the defenders from Purple Seal Realm naturally would not let them have their way. They promptly summoned their various Spiritual Treasure [enchanted artifacts used by cultivators] and engaged the Outer Realm Heavenly Demon in a fierce melee.

Thus, the two sides clashed for several dozen exchanges. Seeing that they still could not breach the Mountain Protection Formation, the Purple Blood Heavenly Demon began to grow impatient.

The Mountain Protection Formation of the Horizon Pavilion could continuously replenish its spiritual energy [the vital energy that flows through all living things and powers cultivation]. If they failed to shatter it in one concentrated assault, they would merely be wasting their own magical power.

Now, the Primordial Spirit [the spiritual core of a cultivator] experts from Purple Seal Realm were tangling with them, preventing them from focusing their strength to break the formation. Fighting on like this would likely render all their efforts futile in the end.

Moreover, the grand formation of the Horizon Pavilion was not only formidable in defense but could also unleash offensive power on par with a Demigod [a cultivator who has transcended mortality but not yet achieved full divinity]. In the span of those few dozen exchanges, it had already slain three Primordial Spirit Demonic Cultivator.

If the battle continued in this manner, they risked suffering significant losses instead.

"Should we retreat, or should we spare no cost to break this formation?"

A flicker of hesitation crossed the mind of the Purple Blood Heavenly Demon, and a trace of uncertainty showed upon his features.

At this moment, if he retreated, he would be filled with unwillingness. Yet if the battle continued, it was likely that several more Primordial Spirit Path Lord [a powerful cultivator who has mastered a profound cultivation path and condensed their Primordial Spirit] would fall before the formation could be breached.

"Enough! I shall use it to break the formation!"

Once this thought solidified, the Purple Blood Heavenly Demon [a powerful demonic entity of the heavenly demon race] steeled his resolve. With a pained expression, he produced a violet-black treasure talisman.

With a casual flick of his wrist, the resplendent talisman soared into the air, transforming into a violet celestial sword that cleaved towards the Mountain Protection Formation [a defensive array that shields a mountain or sect].

"Disaster! It's the Violet Blood Celestial Sword Talisman [a powerful talisman that unleashes a single, devastating sword strike]!"

Master of the Horizon Pavilion [the leader of the Horizon Pavilion] paled dramatically and immediately channeled the Mountain Protection Formation to its absolute limit.

This Violet Blood Celestial Sword Talisman was a supreme treasure the Purple Blood Heavenly Demon had hoarded for many years. It was sealed with the full-force strike of a Demigod [a cultivator who has transcended mortality and attained a semi-divine state] and was capable of slaying any great power at or above the Primordial Spirit Late Stage [the advanced stage of Primordial Spirit cultivation] in a single blow.

It was originally the Purple Blood Heavenly Demon's trump card reserved for dealing with the Master of the Horizon Pavilion. Now, by expending it prematurely, his aim was solely to shatter this Mountain Protection Formation.

The Violet Blood Celestial Sword Talisman did not disappoint. With a deafening *clang* as it unfurled, it cleaved a massive breach in the Horizon Pavilion's Mountain Protection Formation.

Seeing this, the horde of heavenly demons did not hesitate. They unleashed their own deepest reserves—nether thunder, demonic talismans, and other such means—in a torrential onslaught that finally shattered the Mountain Protection Formation completely.

"Disaster!"

Seeing the enemy shatter the Formation, the Demon-Subduing Divine Monk acted decisively. He immediately unleashed the Ganges Sand Tranquil Spirit Realm [a magical realm contained within a treasure, said to be as vast as the sands of the Ganges River], enveloping the entire Horizon Pavilion within it.

In an instant, everyone felt a sudden lightness underfoot. As the stars shifted and whirled, they traversed boundless void space, arriving amidst a field of stars.

This starry expanse was immeasurably vast, filled in all directions with the glittering sands of countless Stellar [celestial bodies or star-like points of light]. As far as the eye could see, it was an empty, boundless desolation.

"The Ganges Sand Tranquil Spirit Realm!"

Within this immense Ganges Sand Tranquil Spirit Realm, the forces of the Human Race gathered together. The Outer Realm Fiend Race [demonic beings from beyond this realm], however, split into two groups. One part remained beside the Purple Blood Heavenly Demon, positioned far across the endless stellar sands on the distant shore.

The other part stood directly before the gathered cultivators, subtly encircled by their forces.

Before anyone could fully grasp their shock, the Demon-Subduing Divine Monk cried out, "This humble monk can use the Ganges Sand Tranquil Spirit Realm to separate the fiends on the far shore of the void. However, given their cultivation level, they will need only one Ke-time [one Ke-time equals fifteen minutes] to cross the distance."

"Everyone, strike swiftly! Slay the enemies before you with all haste!" Enjoyed this chapter? Read more at AUDIO-NOVEL.COM.