Chapter 874 Slaying the Azure Dragon

"Insolence!"

Watching Eldrin about to slay the Azure Dragon Demon Ancestor right before his eyes, the Ghost Dragon erupted with fury.

With a fearsome display of bared fangs and brandished claws, He unleashed a cataclysmic tide of fury-flames that surged forth—a blazing tempest meant to shield the Azure Dragon Demon Ancestor.

"This Lord wishes to kill, and you are powerless to stop me!"

At that moment, Eldrin remarked with detached calm.

As his voice fell, a colossal hand that blotted out the sky descended with a thunderous force, seizing the Ghost Dragon Demon Ancestor within its grasp.

This Chaos Primordial Hand could pluck stars and seize moons. Though it could not completely subdue this ghost dragon, it kept the creature temporarily restrained.

"Damn it."

Seeing this, the Azure Dragon Demon Ancestor immediately realized things had taken a dire turn.

Alas, by then it was too late to flee. The Yin-Yang Void Mirror had already sealed the space, making it impossible for him to tear through the void and escape.

As he attempted to flee into the distance, Eldrin flicked his sleeve and pointed into the void. A brilliant 5-colored thunderbolt struck forth, instantly obliterating his soul and leaving his body lifeless on the spot.

"Not bad."

After slaying the Azure Dragon Demon Ancestor and eradicating his long-standing nemesis, Eldrin revealed a faint, serene smile.

He collected the skeletal remains and primordial spirit, then turned his gaze toward the Ghost Dragon Ancestor. "Your Excellency was born from the remnant soul of the Eldrin Wood Dragon, thus inheriting a trace of immortal legacy," he remarked.

"I have no wish to strike you. Let us end this here."

"Damn it!"

The Ghost Dragon Ancestor's face twisted with fury. Although he held no particular affection for this Azure Dragon Ancestor, the creature still carried the bloodline of the Azure Dragon within it—making it a rare successor worthy of inheriting his legacy.

Now slain just like that by Eldrin, the Ghost Dragon Ancestor erupted with overwhelming fury, forcibly breaking open the Primordial Chaos Giant Hand and still seeking to strike at Eldrin.

"Do not bring ruin upon yourself!"

Eldrin's gaze abruptly turned icy, a tempest of thunder flashing within his pupils.

In an instant, billions of thunderbolts descended upon the world like a cataclysm. Eldrin stood atop the 9 heavens' sea of lightning, resembling a celestial thunder god from beyond the cosmos, commanding countless bolts to strike down his formidable foe.

After a relentless barrage of attacks, the Ghost Dragon Patriarch was sent flying backward. He stared at Eldrin with profound apprehension, only to find the man still standing firmly in the void, enveloped in Primordial Chaos True Aura—not even shifting his footing half a step.

"This person's divine abilities are far too effective in countering my own."

Ghost Dragon's expression was incomparably grave. For a moment, even he felt a trace of fear, and a hint of retreat stirred within his heart.

He was an entity born from the remnant soul of the Verdant Wood Azure Dragon and the coalescence of Yin energy. Though he had now become a spectral dragon, his magical power was less than 1-tenth of his original self. Moreover, he was particularly vulnerable to all forms of pure Yang energy, making him naturally suppressed by the Great 5 Elements Pure Yang Divine Thunder.

If it were an ordinary Primordial Spirit, Late Stage, the Ghost Dragon might not have feared it at all, yet in its heart, it understood that it would likely be countered by Eldrin.

Continuing the fight would likely result in serious injuries, even if he was confident he could preserve his life.

At that thought, he suppressed the fury raging in his heart and spoke with a darkened expression, "Your mastery is truly remarkable. I must admit defeat."

"You desire the Divine Water of Yimu, I shall grant it to you. However, you must depart immediately upon receiving it, and do not disturb my slumber."

"So it is."

Seeing that the Ghost Dragon had conceded, Eldrin saw no need to press his advantage and agreed to the Ghost Dragon Ancestor’s terms.

After obtaining the Divine Wood Water, his journey could be considered complete. Before parting, he returned the broken sword to Ghost Dragon, his words carrying veiled meaning as he remarked.

"You are a remnant will born from the Eldrin Wood Azure Dragon, inheriting a fraction of an immortal’s legacy. For the sake of the Horizon Sea Pavilion, I shall offer you a word of counsel."

At this point, Eldrin's gaze flickered slightly as he said, "Though your dragon soul is incomplete, should the Demonic Tribulation be quelled, you may yet have some chance of reincarnation."

"To make an enemy now would be to foolishly endure a heavenly tribulation on another's behalf—unwittingly weaving the bridal gown for someone else's ascension."

"Dead?"

At the same time, deep within the vast and misty Great Marsh, a colossal black dragon shadow that blotted out the sky slowly opened its eyes.

The Black Dragon Demon Ancestor's eyes blazed like twin suns, fixed intently upon the distant horizon where the vast marsh met the sky. A flicker of murderous intent surfaced in his gaze as he evidently perceived the disturbances unfolding within the Eastern Sea.

After a brief calculation, the gaze of the Black Dragon Demon Ancold grew increasingly frigid.

"Eldrin, you damned brat, you deserve to die!"

The Black Dragon Demonic Ancestor was utterly enraged, his overwhelming killing intent nearly sweeping through heaven and earth.

It turned out that the Azure Dragon Demon Ancestor’s journey to the depths of the East Sea’s oceanic abyss, and his subsequent recognition by the Ghost Dragon, had all been part of his intricate scheme from the very beginning.

Its fundamental purpose was to obtain the inheritance of the Yimu Qinglong (Azure Dragon of the Eastern Wood).

As a being who once nearly attained immortality, the legacy of the Yimu Qinglong was considered the supreme treasure of the dragon clan. Should the Black Dragon Demon Ancestor obtain it, he would have absolute certainty in breaking through to the Demi-Immortal realm.

Moreover, through the Eldrin Dragon Ancestor, he could gradually refine and devour the Ghost Dragon, obtaining the final wisp of Primordial Genesis Qi within the Ethereal Wood Eldrin.

The so-called Heaven-Opening Qi is a supreme divine marvel born when an Earth Immortal Patriarch carves out a realm of their own.

It is said that after the Earth Immortal Patriarch split the heavens, the newly formed world could nurture many primordial treasures of creation. Among these, the most precious was the Primordial Qi of Creation.

The Earth Immortal Ancestor wielded a celestial treasure known as the "Earth Immortal Ancestral Artifact," also revered as the "World-Creating Celestial Artifact."

As the name implies, the Heaven-Sundering Immortal Treasure is forged by infusing it with Primordial Chaos Qi, possessing the power to split heaven and earth.

It is said that if an immortal possesses a 'World-Creating Immortal Artifact', they could effortlessly cleave apart a Great 1000 World and wield the power to slay even the 9 Heavens Immortals.

And according to legend, in ancient times, to nurture the Azure Dragon of Yi Wood, the Horizon Ocean Pavilion once brought down from the immortal realm an exceedingly wispy strand of Primordial Chaos Qi.

Even if that wisp of World-Creating Qi was exceedingly faint—so negligible that it would be of little consequence to an Earth Immortal Patriarch—once it descended into the present Ghost Dragon’s body, only a negligible trace remained.

Yet for the Black Dragon Demon Ancestor, it remained an incomparably priceless supreme treasure.

He intended to seize the opportunity to refine that Ghost Dragon. However, though its strength paled in comparison to his own, it was ultimately a Primordial Spirit, Late Stage (Cultivation Realm) powerhouse. Moreover, having retreated into the Sea of Undead, he had no certainty of being able to slay it.

Coupled with the inheritance of the Verdant Dragon of Yi Wood, the Black Dragon Demonic Ancestor sought to obtain the Ghost Dragon inheritance through the Azure Dragon Demonic Ancestor, intending to win the trust of the inheritor once it was secured.

By then, the Black Dragon Ancestor would have already obtained the inheritance before making his move. Whether he succeeded in slaying the Ghost Dragon or not, he would have considered it a worthwhile endeavor.

Yet the Black Dragon Demonic Ancestor, despite his myriad schemes and absolute confidence in their infallibility, could never have foreseen that Eldrin would appear at the eye of the Eastern Sea. With a single decisive strike, Eldrin slew the Azure Dragon Demonic Ancestor—the pivotal figure essential to executing his plan—utterly shattering his designs.

Without the Azure Dragon Demon Ancestor's successor, the Ghost Dragon would certainly be wary of the Black Dragon, whose power far surpassed its own. Whether it was inheriting the legacy or slaying the Ghost Dragon, success had likely become unattainable.

"Eldrin, you deserve to die!"

"Damn it!"

The Black Dragon Demon Ancestor was engulfed in towering rage, his heart blazing with lethal intent. He yearned to charge forth and slaughter the 3 branches of the Immortal Alliance.

Chapter 1 The biting northern wind swept across the mountain ridge like blades of ice, whipping against Lin Xuan's thin blue robe. Clutching the worn jade slip in his palm, the youth gazed toward the distant sea of clouds where a magnificent palace complex stood shrouded in mist—the Outer Sect's Assignment Hall. "32,000 contribution points..." Lin Xuan murmured, his knuckles whitening around the jade slip. "Just 3,000 points short for the Foundation Establishment Pill." A cold sneer came from behind. "Still dreaming about foundation establishment, Lin Xuan? At your 5 Elements Mixed Spiritual Roots, even with a Foundation Establishment Pill, your chances wouldn't exceed 10 percent." Turning, Lin Xuan saw Zhao Shan garbed in brocade robes, flanked by several followers. The spirit stones embedded in Zhao Shan's belt glittered brightly—enough to blind any ordinary outer sect disciple. "20-some years in the Qi Refinement stage, yet you still cling to such fantasies." Zhao Shan flicked his sleeve, a cold gleam flashing in his eyes. "Better to hand over that 5 Elements Rotation Art jade slip. I can offer you 500 spirit stones—enough for you to live comfortably in the mortal world." Lin Xuan's gaze remained calm. "This was left to me by my master. Not for sale." "Hah! Your master died 3 100 years ago during the Heavenly Tribulation! Do you really think anyone in the Clear Void Sect still remembers that old lunatic?" Zhao Shan stepped closer, the spiritual pressure from his ninth-level Qi Refinement cultivation spreading outward, causing the surrounding gravel to tremble slightly. Just as the spiritual pressure was about to crush down, a clear chime echoed from the Assignment Hall. An elder in azure robes appeared atop the jade platform, his voice resonating across the entire mountain peak. "The Secret Realm of the Fallen Immortals opens in 3 days. Those seeking fortune may register here." The crowd erupted into commotion. The Secret Realm of the Fallen Immortals—a place where countless cultivators had fallen, yet also where legendary treasures emerged. Zhao Shan glared coldly at Lin Xuan. "Consider yourself lucky." With a flick of his sleeve, he led his followers toward the Assignment Hall. Lin Xuan wiped the blood from the corner of his lips, his gaze shifting toward the distant sea of clouds. In his dantian, a bronze fragment covered in rust slowly rotated, emitting a faint, barely perceptible glow. This fragment was the only legacy his master had left him. For 20 years, it had remained dormant, but today, it was emitting a strange warmth. "Master, you once said this fragment contains the greatest secret of the Heavenly Dao..." Lin Xuan's eyes gradually sharpened. "The Secret Realm of the Fallen Immortals—perhaps that's where my opportunity lies." He strode toward the Assignment Hall. The wind lifted the corners of his robe, revealing a determination that had been absent for many years. At that moment, the bronze fragment in his dantian suddenly grew hot, and a stream of information flooded into his consciousness—a cultivation method called the Primordial Chaos Art. Simultaneously, a notification sounded deep within his mind: [Ding! Detected host has awakened the Primordial Chaos Art. The cultivation system is now activated!] [Current realm: 9th level of Qi Refinement] [Next realm: Foundation Establishment] [Cultivation method: Primordial Chaos Art (Beginner)] Lin Xuan's steps paused slightly, then resumed, his figure disappearing into the shimmering light of the transmission formation.