The power of death, blood, and fire seed from the Fourth-stage King Level Peak Demon Beast were successively swallowed by Shi Feng. His Sacred Fla Dantian, which had just advanced to a Seven-star Martial Spirit, was like a large cup that was imdiately filled to the brim and beca saturated. However, to reach the eight-star Martial Spirit, this cup was only filled halfway and still required double the energy.
However, for Shi Feng at the mont, this was already very good.
Having just used the Nine Nether Soul-shocking Seal on a Fourth-stage King Level Peak Demon Beast, Shi Feng’s soul beca exceedingly weak. Executing a cross-level secret technique was still quite strenuous for him.
In the past, a single thought could directly silence an array of living beings; yet now, against a re Fourth-stange King Level Peak Demon Beast, it served only as a disruption, montarily shaking its soul and plunging it into confusion. The duration was very short, but for battling this Peak King Rank beast, a few seconds was enough for Shi Feng to seize the opportunity.
The next one he had to face was the three-star Martial Monarch old man in the fla magma. This battle would be several tis harder than the previous one. He could only take him by surprise, striking unexpectedly, and seize the mont in less than half a second against that three-star Martial King powerhouse.
After devouring the soul of the Four-winged Athyst Crystal Lion, Shi Feng replenished his weakened soul, then threw the shriveled lion carcass onto the ground. He shouted to the Ghost Wolf once more, "Go! To that volcano!"
"Roar!" the Ghost Wolf bellowed lowly, as if to say it understood. With a forceful flap of its six ters in span wings, the enormous body glided toward the direction of the volcano at a breakneck pace.
Even at night, the vicinity of the volcano still radiated sweltering heat. As the Ghost Wolf approached the mouth of the volcano, Shi Feng jumped directly off its back, landing at the edge of the volcanic crater.
Without hesitation, Shi Feng’s body ignited again with the protection of blood-colored flas and he leapt boldly into the red magma bubbling with rolling bubbles.
Once imrsed in the magma, Shi Feng beca cautious. His soul power spread out to sense changes below, ready to react at any mont while he slowly subrged further.
Approaching the bottom of the magma, a wild human-shaped fla hovered, a young voice emanating from it, "Teacher, what should we do? The magma is guarded by a Sixth-stage Sect-level demon beast, the Lord of Flas."
"Roar! Roar! Roar!" From the bottom of the magma, the Lord of Flas let out roaring bellows, and waves of powerful energy spread upwards from below, creating strong ripples.
"Difficult!" an aged voice stated, "I didn’t expect the Lord of Flas to be the guardian. I regret that my current strength is insufficient."
"Teacher, within the bounds of the Yunlai Empire, the strongest is only at the pinnacle of the Nine-star Martial Emperor, and with the Sixth-stage Lord of Flas as guardian, this magma will likely not be obtained by anyone soon. Why don’t we continue to gain experience for a while longer, wait for the disciple to improve in realm, to allow you to manifest greater strength through your disciple’s body, before we return to claim it?" the youth suggested.
"Mm," the aged voice responded, "That’s all we can do for now. Let’s leave this Fla Territory; continue deeper into the Demon Beast Mountain Range to collect Spiritual dicine. I will refine pills for you to enhance your cultivation level."
"Hmph!" Suddenly, the violently burning human-shaped fla, which had been about to ascend, let out a cold snort from an elder, "Why has another ant co to court death!"
After that, the wild human-shaped fla rapidly ascended towards the surface.
Just as the blood-colored flas burned cautiously, Shi Feng, who was descending, also suddenly sensed the breath coming from below, "Looks like I’ve been discovered by that old geezer!" Following this, Shi Feng paused his body, his hands beginning to form seals, the handprints constantly changing, a square, ghostly white Four Extres Seal quietly condensing above.
"It’s you again, you ant! Fleeing and yet still coming to court death!" Below Shi Feng, as the frenzied human-shaped flas appeared, Elder Cang’s disdainful voice coldly snorted.
"Nine Nether Soul-Shocking Seal!" Shi Feng didn’t bother with banter, and as soon as he caught sight of the frenzy of human-shaped flas below, he imdiately cast the Nine Nether Soul-Shocking Seal over it.
Surprisingly, under Shi Feng’s Nine Nether Soul-Shocking Seal, the human-shaped flas emitted a miserable scream from the old man, a sound like a mouse scalded by boiling water, the effect far exceeding Shi Feng’s expectations.
The violent flas on the man’s body imdiately beca disordered at that mont, and then, Shi Feng saw a young face erge from within the flas, "It’s you!"
"It’s you! It’s actually you! Hahaha, I understand now, I really do!" Shi Feng laughed loudly after seeing Yang Zhong’s face. He finally understood what was happening; what he just shook was the Residual Soul possessing Yang Zhong’s body, and his Nine Nether Soul-Shocking Seal was the bane of that Residual Soul.
The unexpected shake, with no defense from the opponent, made the Residual Soul even more crippled.
"That voice! It’s you! You’re that damned bastard Shi Feng! How dare you harm my teacher, you won’t die a good death!" Yang Zhong’s face twisted ferociously as he bellowed at the blood-colored flas.
Striking while the iron is hot, Shi Feng would not let go of such an opportunity. Following that, another Nine Nether Soul-Shocking Seal shook down once more.
"Ah!" Then another scream ensued, this one from Yang Zhong. The frenzied human-shaped flas were imdiately blasted away. It seed that Yang Zhong felt the shake of the Nine Nether Soul-Shocking Seal, using his own soul to block the blow for the Residual Soul, or after the Residual Soul beca even more crippled, it fled from Yang Zhong’s body.
But how could the re Yang Zhong withstand Shi Feng’s third-stage Soul Power-activated secret technique, the Nine Nether Soul-Shocking Seal?
"Die!" Above, the ghostly white, square Nine Nether Four Extres Seal had already solidified. Under Shi Feng’s control, it pressed down towards Yang Zhong.
Yang Zhong’s eyes widened in horror as he looked at the ghostly white, house-sized square seal bearing down on him, and a sudden wave of weakness engulfed his entire body, to the point he couldn’t even muster the strength to lift a finger, "Am I really going to die?"
"Fear not, my disciple! Even if I have to risk my soul being shattered, I will keep you safe!" Elder Cang’s loud shout echoed in Yang Zhong’s mind. Soon after, the aura on Yang Zhong’s body surged again, the disordered flas once more becoming violent. Suddenly, a silver light shot out from his body, the Fifth Grade Mystical Weapon silver ring from Lin Yan, facing the oncoming Nine Nether Four Extres Seal.
"Explode!" As the silver ring touched the Nine Nether Four Extres Seal, Elder Cang shouted sharply, and the ring suddenly exploded. It triggered the self-destruction of a Fifth Grade Mystical Weapon, using the violent force generated by the self-destruction to counteract the fall of the Nine Nether Four Extres Seal.
The violent force of the Fifth Grade Mystical Weapon’s self-destruction was equivalent to a full-on blow from a Martial King.
"Boom!" The explosion’s violent force swept through everything, imdiately engulfing Shi Feng’s Nine Nether Four Extres Seal within the magma. The force, equivalent to the full blow of a Martial King Powerhouse, managed to fend off the Nine Nether Four Extres Seal.
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