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To the Brink of Eternity: A Devil's Quest for Immortality

During the Great Catastrophe Era, an unrivaled devil of immense power found himself confined to the half-step Immortal Foundation Realm. However, in a twist of fate, he was reborn millions of years earlier during the Thriving Immortal Era. "In the annals of time, the Primordial Heavenly Vein bestowed life, where the wisdom of the nine supreme races shaped destiny. Through the Golden Era, Immortal Qi thrived, pushing the limits of power and understanding. The Thriving Immortal Era brought forth godlike beings, rulers of the domain. But amidst the shadows of the Great Catastrophe Era, a fleeting gate emerged, offering salvation to the perceptive minds." "Heavenly dragons and Immortal Phoenix soared beyond the expanse as the Great Catastrophe dawned, sealing the fate forsaken by the heavens themselves—a profound mausoleum for the aspirations of every immortal. Once bound by the chains of destiny, in this era of chaos, I shall rise above the heavens and shatter the shackles." Forging an Eternal Divine Seal and cultivating the Everlasting Chaos Physique, he seized the throne of an immortal Sovereign, defying all odds to survive the imminent doom of the Great Catastrophe.

ChaosMajesty · Eastern
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Chapter 9: Purple Cloud Art

Lin Yang stroked his smooth chin, his fingers gliding over the stubble that had started to grow. His eyes narrowed as he pondered the situation with a sense of intrigue. The girl before him had undoubtedly been struck by the powerful force of the [Luminous Purple Cloud], a manifestation of the infamous [Purple Cloud Art].

The [Purple Cloud] held great significance within the realm of experts affiliated with the Purple Light Temple. Once a dominant force in the Thriving Immortal Era, the temple had eventually fallen into disarray and disintegration. The reasons behind its downfall remained shrouded in mystery, its demise attributed to a murky internal struggle for power.

During its glory days, however, the Purple Light Temple had reigned supreme, attracting numerous Luminous Saints. It possessed an array of formidable cultivation techniques, among them the revered [Purple Cloud Art], a cultivation technique imbued with the mystical power of light.

The essence of the [Purple Cloud Art] was exceptionally rare, and its effects were unmistakable. Typically, upon impact, a vibrant purple cloud would manifest between the eyebrows of the afflicted individual. Those struck by this art without access to the Purple Light Temple's unique antidote would inevitably face their demise.

Observing the vast reservoirs of light essence emanating from the woman's body, Lin Yang discerned that she had been targeted by an exceptionally adept practitioner of the Dao of light.

The light essence within her possessed an unparalleled purity capable of purifying the world itself. It became evident that her assailant was an illustrious powerhouse with profound mastery over the light aspect.

Under normal circumstances, Lin Yang, cautious and vulnerable as he was, would have instinctively distanced himself from such a dangerous situation. Yet, his current predicament compelled him to seize this opportunity.

The woman's cultivation, formidable and robust, presented an alluring prospect, fueling his desire to obtain her Primordial Yin. It mattered not if she was beautiful or not; her Primordial Yin surpassed that of an ordinary woman, enticing him into making a decision he evaluated with a heavy conscience.

Am I a beast or am I worse than a beast? This question only went through Lin Yang's mind once before he made a decision.

As for what decision he made, it was written clearly on his face. On the left, it was written 'take advantage of the situation', and on the right, 'I am a beast!'

"Don't blame me when you wake up. This is the only way to save your life!"

"I save your life, and you help me get rid of the 'trash' label. It's mutually beneficial. It should be a very fair deal!" He muttered.

Rolling up his sleeves and surveying his surroundings, Lin Yang's attention was drawn to a desolate cave situated distantly from the cascading waterfall. Once a bear's den, it now lay abandoned and draped in dusty spider webs. He resolved to convert it into a more suitable refuge, swiftly setting to work clearing it of its disarray.

As his gaze fell upon the woman's pristine white garments and her ethereal beauty, Lin Yang's eyes darkened with an intensifying desire. Succumbing to his impulses, he surged forward, consumed by his yearning and the temptation that lay before him.

Time elapsed, and Lin Yang finally managed to regain a semblance of composure, his frayed mind steadying itself.

Clarity coated his eyes once more as he closed them, shutting out any distractions. He entered a state of deep concentration, purging his thoughts entirely. When his eyes reopened, the heat that had simmered within them had faded to a mere ember.

Retrieving the perfectly cleaned Profound Yang Ginseng from his possession, Lin Yang devoured it with casual ease, gulping it down like one would a radish.

As the ginseng descended, he sensed an immediate surge of warmth and coolness emanating from his abdomen, coursing through his entire being and finding solace within his heart.

"The time has come," Lin Yang whispered, his eyes aflame with fervor.

Embarking on the delicate usage of his nameless secret technique, a faint suction force began to emanate from his body. Simultaneously, a chilling aura seeped from the woman's body, gradually flowing into his extremities.

To his surprise, the concentration of Primordial Yin within her far surpassed his initial expectations.

As the secret technique took effect, a majestic, glacial coolness permeated the air, invading his meridians like a meandering river. The coolness swiftly intertwined with his own essence, assimilating the Three Yin Cold Qi that had obstructed his meridians.

The blockades within his body, as impervious as stone, gradually dissolved under the relentless assault of the coolness. It resembled the thawing of ice when met with the embrace of flowing water, heralding the unimpeded opening of his meridians. A warm embrace of Yang Qi surrounded his heart meridians, steadfastly shielding it from the advancing Yin Qi.

Barring any unforeseen circumstances, this process promised swift completion. Once accomplished, Lin Yang would finally embark on his cultivation journey.

As the Primordial Yin Qi in the woman's body began to circulate, an unexpected change took place. Alongside the circulation of Yin Qi, a trace of the powerful and tyrannical Luminous Purple Cloud Qi surged forth.

With its arrival came an excruciating tearing sensation that ripped through Lin Yang's untempered meridians, unable to withstand the ferocity of this true essence.

Light True Essence and Darkness True Essence posed unique challenges, unlike the basic five elements that could be easily countered.

Their inherently tyrannical and sinister natures made them difficult to subdue, with only a limited number of methods known to counter their effects.

However, Lin Yang, being a cunning and experienced individual, had anticipated this dangerous predicament long before he set out to claim the woman's Primordial Yin.

Among the plethora of methods available to combat Light and Darkness True Essence, Lin Yang had selected one known as the Primal Chaos Light and Darkness Seal.

This ancient and invaluable technique was specifically designed to counter the destructive power of these two true essences. Its remarkable feature lay in its stability, capable of forming a seal that effectively contained and neutralized the corrosive qualities of both true essences, preventing any harm to the cultivator's life force.

Moreover, if Lin Yang were to comprehensively understand Light and Darkness True Essence in the future, he could even transform the sealed essence into his own power.

However, at this moment, Lin Yang faced a slight dilemma. With his current lack of cultivation, implementing the Primal Chaos Light and Darkness Seal proved to be troublesome.

Even so, a mischievous smile played upon his lips as he observed the woman beneath him, his eyes brimming with anticipation.

"Allow me to borrow your cultivation," he uttered softly, forming a series of intricate hand seals.

Suddenly, a powerful suction force emanated from his body, causing the woman to groan involuntary.

The Qi within her surged forth like a mighty river, turbulent and crystal-clear, the sound of countless springs resonating with the surrounding air.

A delighted laugh escaped Lin Yang's lips. The Azure Sea True Essence, a potent and forceful water true essence, had been unleashed.

Focusing his concentration, he manipulated the true essence, transforming it into a Heavenly Wave Palm, its power enveloping the boundless Light True Essence and molding it into a coherent sphere that encased his dantian.

A low grunt echoed as beads of sweat materialized on Lin Yang's forehead, his gaze turning steely and resolute.

With a swift change in hand seals, the air around him seemed to tremble as he connected with a dormant strand of primordial aura, untouched by the passage of time.

Descending from the heavens above, this strand of primordial Qi revealed itself in a display of contrasting light and darkness, manifesting in the form of two ancient and all-encompassing runes.

One rune represented light while the other represented darkness, their energy encompassing the Light True Essence like an ethereal shroud.

Black and white brilliance coalesced and blossomed simultaneously, culminating in the formation of a hexagonal black and white crystal at the center of Lin Yang's dantian.

As the crystal transformed into a swirling vortex, an inexhaustible stream of Light True Essence was drawn in. Like a small seed sprouting, the crystal grew from the size of a grain of rice to that of a soybean, radiating a resplendent and gentle glow.

With the absorption of Light True Essence complete, the Azure Sea True Essence within the woman's body, previously suppressed, began to stir of its own accord.

A surging Qi, reminiscent of an endless Azure Sea, awakened from its slumber.

"Success!" Lin Yang's body trembled with newfound vigor, as if all burdens had dissipated into thin air.

He felt weightless, buoyed by the sensation of freedom and liberation coursing through his veins. It was as if he had transformed from a rust-covered divine weapon into an immaculate and refined instrument. A pervasive sense of comfort permeated his entire being.

In that moment, the curse of being labeled as a "trash" was shattered, and his innate talents were fully restored.