SWDnovel Chapter 433: Hellfire, a Soul Race Genius Appears
Chapter 433: Hellfire, a Soul Race Genius Appears
Ye Tianling made careful inferences and calculations, ultimately discovering he was just a single stroke of fortune away from a major transformation.
Standing before the sea of fire and blood, Ye Tianling pondered for nearly three hundred breaths.
Then, without further hesitation, he stepped inside.
BOOM—
Ye Tianling felt as if the qi and blood throughout his body had been instantly set ablaze.
It was as if he had entered a Blood-Colored Wilderness World, a crimson sea of flames and blood.
TSS TSS TSS—
The sky was a hazy, blood-red expanse, from which streaks of crimson fire-rain occasionally fell from the void.
When the fire-rain landed in the wind, the flames burning within it flared even more intensely.
When the fire-rain struck the ground, the sea of blood below grew even more turbulent.
Yet in this environment, Ye Tianling felt as comfortable as a fish in water.
His body and mind entered a state of Harmonization Dao, and the Blood Moon Secret Realm between his eyebrows seemed to integrate with him even further, growing deeper and more mystical.
’Huh? This place?’
Ye Tianling traversed the void, activating his Little Faceless Technique to better synchronize with this world.
The Nirvana Nine Transformations technique caused his entire body to burn with a flame that was nearly identical to that of Nirvana.
At the same time, he clearly sensed that the aura of the Dao Fire here was incredibly potent.
Compared to the Dao Fires he had encountered before, the ones here felt like true Dao Fires, blessed by the world’s laws and possessing genuine Spirituality.
As Ye Tianling was sensing this, several powerful Cultivators also discovered his arrival.
"Interesting. I never thought that among these lowly bloodlines, a Cultivator would be able to discover the battle zone of our Battle Soul Tower and break in so quickly."
A winged man, his body radiating white light, spoke in a clear voice as he hovered above a blood-red abyss.
Below the crimson abyss was a sea of Dao Fire, the flames forming a Flame Celestial Ladder that extended deep into its depths.
Beside the white-winged man stood a woman in red Battle Armor.
Her heavy, red Battle Armor was covered in a streamlined, flowing luster, like a burning flame, and it was filled with an ultimate Spiritual quality.
"Do you really think we Soul Masters are invincible in this world?"
The woman in the Flame Battle Armor asked indifferently.
"Aside from us noble Soul Masters, all other life in this world is lowly,"
another young man in green robes beside the white-winged man said, his tone just as indifferent. His face was a mask of roguish, untamed contempt.
The woman in the Flame Battle Armor remained silent, ignoring the green-robed young man.
"The Purgatory Red Lotus has yet to bloom. The Red Lotus Fire is the ultimate sublimation, the Profound Meaning of Hellfire. Qianyue Fairy, why are you getting so worked up already? Is it worth it, for a few lowly-blooded beings and the humble descendants of sinners?"
The winged man’s expression soured.
"I don’t find us Soul Masters to be particularly noble. We’re just a pack of wandering ghosts who can’t even go home. Where do you get such confidence? You look down on your homeland, the Sword Burial Divine Domain, yet you constantly try to squeeze your way back in, desperate to gain a foothold.
Don’t you find that hypocritical?"
The woman named Qianyue was incredibly blunt.
Hearing this, the expressions of the white-winged man and the green-robed youth turned slightly unnatural.
"Qianyue Fairy, do you really think our Soul Race are just wandering ghosts, worse than a bunch of lowly trash? You should know that in the Ancient Era, those of us who achieved Transcendence were all true, peerless geniuses. Only those who couldn’t escape their mortal shells, who couldn’t transcend, were left behind in this wasteland.
Now, this wasteland is finally transforming. Isn’t that because of our Soul Master ancestors’ efforts? They projected the Soul Realm Battlefield, causing the very world to change.
We aren’t squeezing in; we are returning in glory. Shouldn’t these natives be on their knees to welcome us, as if we were emperors?"
A woman in snow-white robes, resembling a Flying Immortal, arrived by Stepping into the Void.
Her voice was cold and clear, yet melodious.
But the chill within it sent a shiver through one’s body and soul.
"Die Xin Fairy’s words are precisely what I, Li Rushan, was thinking!"
The green-robed young man’s expression was cold.
"I, Bai Changxi, see it the same way. It must be because Qianyue Fairy’s own bloodline is inferior that she thinks all Soul Masters are—a pity for you, but you don’t speak for us,"
the white-winged man Bai Changxi huffed, his tone now openly hostile.
"I can’t speak for them, but neither can you. Hm? That was fast. He’s already here?"
As Qianyue, the woman in the Flame Battle Armor, retorted to Bai Changxi, her beautiful eyes suddenly narrowed, her gaze fixed on the distance.
Beyond the blood mist, a streak of Flowing Light shot toward them from afar.
"Hm? Late Stage of Void Realm Second Transformation? And he’s achieved Breaking Eight in Battle Power?"
With a single glance, the white-robed woman who had spoken earlier, Die Xin Fairy, had instantly seen through Ye Tianling’s Battle Power.
Although it was only his surface-level strength, Ye Tianling still felt a faint sense of apprehension.
’The woman in the Flame Battle Armor... these genius Soul Masters in snow-white robes... these Cultivators must be the Soul Masters—the strongest of the younger generation that Kong Lindao considered his greatest lifelong rivals.’
Ye Tianling’s figure flashed like light, coming to a sudden halt deep in the void.
He stopped a thousand meters away from the four Soul Masters, his gaze sweeping dispassionately toward the Flame Celestial Ladder that stretched down into the abyss.
’Mutated Dao Fire... it contains the Profound Meaning of Nirvana and the essence of the Ancient Era. It’s enough to evolve my Samadhi True Fire into Samadhi Celestial Fire.’
Ye Tianling was certain. This was the Dao Fire he had been searching for.
"A native of the Sword Burial Divine Domain?"
Die Xin Fairy’s beautiful eyes locked onto Ye Tianling. Her tone was cold and hostile.
"Soul Masters of the Soul Race?"
Ye Tianling raised his head and gave the white-robed woman a detached glance.
This Alien Race looked remarkably similar to the Human Race, but they possessed a trace of Immortal Qi.
It was like the difference between a mortal and an immortal, giving them an incredibly high-and-mighty air.
It was an innate, domineering air, the disposition of an Immortal Family.
"That’s right. We are the great Soul Masters of the Soul Race. I’m surprised you natives were able to enter the Battle Soul Tower so quickly."
Die Xin’s tone grew a bit more measured.
"You’re from the Human Race? As the first to step into the Battle Soul Tower’s territory, you must be the strongest genius among the natives. How pitiful."
Bai Changxi looked down at Ye Tianling from his superior position, his voice filled with condescending pity.
It seemed as if this first genius Cultivator of the Human Race to set foot in the Battle Soul Tower was about to perish.
"Pitiful? You’re the ones who are pitiful!"
Ye Tianling’s tone was just as indifferent. He then took a single step forward, and his immense Soul Power erupted into a terrifying storm of Battle Soul!