C2246 Soul Ignition Unsealing

"I am not made of flesh and blood; your sword's light and techniques cannot harm me."

He wielded the spear with his ethereal form.

His manifestation was solely for communication with Loong Jie's inner self, drawing entirely upon the power of the Golden Dragon.

Unmoved by the barrage of swords, he even found the leisure to mock Lin Daoke.

"Hmm!"

"What is happening here?"

"And what on earth is that thing?"

The Myriad Spirit Restriction, shrouded in his dark green soul energy, was in the midst of a breakthrough on the Supreme Path. The Moon Succubus Queen, the Earth Rift Beast, the Blazing Sun Toad, and Barol were compelled to shift their focus to observe.

Lvliu and Barol, privy to the secret, were already discreetly distancing themselves from his position with the spear.

The Blazing Sun Toad, the Earth Rift Beast, Mu Xiao, and the Moon Succubus Queen, who had arrived later, were unaware that he was the sovereign of the Myriad Spirit Restriction, the destroyer of the true Abyss, and the mightiest source spirit ruling the Origin Realm.

Yet, his transformation of Loong Jie into a golden spear sent a shockwave through the Desolate Realm's powerhouses, instilling a deep unease within them.

"Lin, watch out!"

The Great Demon God Beilstein bellowed from midair, astonished that Lin Daoke's Yang God Sword had shattered upon impact, failing to withstand even a single strike from the golden spear.

Could the Eleventh Level Golden Dragon be that formidable?

Beilstein was taken aback, sensing trouble.

"Attempt to sever his control over the dragon soul!"

As Yu Yuan contended with the boundless oppression of the Soul Sea, the eight-tiered Soul Altar groaned under the strain. Yet, he still managed to urge Beilstein and Lin Daoke to take action.

He pinned his hopes on Beilstein, trusting that the Great Demon God could discover a method to end the confinement of Loong Jie's soul.

The sheer force exhibited by the Eleventh Level Golden Dragon left Yu Yuan in awe.

Such a Loong Jie, once seized by him, became an unstoppable killing artifact!

"I'll give it everything I've got!"

Beilstein was not confident, but within his Demonic Pupil, a myriad of Soul Arts secrets flickered by.

He was desperately trying to figure out how to counterbalance the Origin Soul so that Loong Jie could escape its control and not become its divine weapon.

"Even if you were me, it would be pointless."

The Origin Soul gently shook its head as the brilliance of the golden spear paused momentarily, then thrust toward Lin Daoke's forehead.

Whoosh!

Lin Daoke's mightiest Primordial Spirit Sword swiftly emerged from his brow, its green divine glow meeting the golden radiance head-on.

The Divine Sword, forged from the Primordial Spirit, transformed into a radiant green arc, clashing with the divine light of the golden spear.

Crack!

The Primordial Spirit Sword instantly showed numerous cracks. Lin Daoke grunted, blood streaming from his orifices, as he retreated millions of miles in a blink.

The fragile Primordial Spirit Sword became a strand of green silk and slipped back into his forehead.

After blocking two strikes, Lin Daoke's Yang God was shattered, and his Primordial Spirit Sword was riddled with cracks. He no longer had the strength to fend off further attacks and was forced to flee.

Another block, and his Primordial Spirit Sword would shatter completely, spelling Lin Daoke's demise.

"Go, I'll take over."

The Great Demon God Beilstein descended from the heavens, his body like purple crystal, clad in the Golden Dragon Armor.

Accompanying Beilstein's descent were countless clusters of purple flames.

The purple flames flickered like lanterns or the watchful eyes of deities, casting mesmerizing, disorienting fires.

Any intelligent being with a soul seemed drawn to the flames, yearning to gaze upon them longer.

"That's Beilstein's Devil Soul!"

"Yes."

Outside, Youyu and Yu Zhu observed specks of purple fire within the dark Myriad Spirit Restriction.

They scrutinized them closely and confirmed they were indeed Beilstein's Devil Soul. Beyond the edge of the golden spear, they also witnessed the Devil Soul's presence.

The next moment, Youyu and Yu Zhu's faces turned pale.

Zhong Chichen, Yuan Lianyao, Sky Tiger, Black Mountain Sheep, the Golden Deer, and the Dark Gold Beast all stared blankly towards the Myriad Spirit Restriction.

The crowd was evidently drawn by the eerie allure of the Myriad Spirit Restriction, seemingly eager to ensnare themselves in its trap.

This time, however, it wasn't the bizarre, multicolored flesh that captivated them, but rather the emergence of a dark sea of souls within the Myriad Spirit Restriction.

With a whoosh, the Phoenix Shrine, afloat in the violet sea, soared into the heavens under Yu Zhu's command. Mysterious soul patterns, too profound for words, materialized on the shrine's rocky walls, radiating an otherworldly force that steadied the souls of the mightiest beings, pinning them beneath the shrine. A cascade of deep emotions, pale green, dark red, and a spectrum of seven colors bathed the people below, seemingly cleansing their souls and aiding their return to clarity.

"I'll lend a hand as well."

Youyu cast the heart stone, creating a bridge between this realm and another, using a secret art to connect the two through space and time. The fabric of the cosmos appeared to warp, as a chilling, spectral light enveloped Zhong Chichen and Yuan Lianyao, quickly spreading to the Sky Tiger and the black goat.

Within the heart stone, the Yin Veins, the expansive Grim River, and the myriad of souls and spirits floating within were all marshaled by Youyu. He orchestrated them into a spectral army formation to counter the Myriad Spirit Restriction's dreadful surges. It was only with the combined efforts of Youyu and Yu Zhu, utilizing the heart stone and the Phoenix Shrine, that they managed to help the others reclaim their sense of self.

Zhong Chichen was the first to awaken, exclaiming in astonishment, "Thank goodness you were here!"

Whoosh! The sound of barriers unfolding filled the air as a five-layered light shield emerged from the Time Book. He drew it around himself for protection, releasing a breath of relief. "What's with those demon flames? Is the Great Demon God self-immolating?"

Upon hearing this, Youyu and Yu Zhu took another look and noticed Beilstein's demonic silhouette dissolving amidst the purple flames within the Myriad Spirit Restriction, like a candle finally spent within a lantern. Yet, as they sought to delve deeper, they found that both the golden radiance and the clusters of purple flames had vanished without a trace.

"Beilstein is likely in grave danger," Youyu said, his brow furrowed with a sudden, ominous feeling. "Lin Daoke has suffered heavy injuries and can't withstand even a few of his blows. Beilstein, having ascended to supremacy through the Origin Soul, is constantly overpowered and is bound to meet a fate even more dire than Lin Daoke's."

"Teacher..."

With a somber expression, Zhong Chichen quietly muttered to himself.

Upon noticing Yuan Lianyao regaining consciousness, the Colorful Divine Dragon paused briefly before coughing and proposing, "Miss Yuan, it seems we might not be able to save the Desolate Realm. You mentioned a Death Spring in the Gal Starfield that connects to the outside world. Perhaps we should head to the Gal Starfield and use the spring to make our way out?"

His suggestion was met with icy stares from Youyu and Yu Zhu.

Unfazed, Zhong Chichen continued, "If there's no hope in sight, we must consider our escape. The Great Demon God refuses to recognize me as a disciple, and Yu Yuan doesn't see me as a senior brother. As for Loong Jie... I believe he'll survive. To ensure the survival of the Naga bloodline, I'm determined to venture into the outside world!"

The notion that the spring might have been fashioned by a being greater than himself, and the possibility of connecting to the outside world, had captured his imagination.

Youyu responded icily, "Perhaps I should not have rescued you."

Yu Zhu huffed, "I'll call away the Phoenix Shrine. You'll withdraw the power of the heart stone and shatter its external space-time ring. Then, we'll send him to the Myriad Spirit Restriction!"

"No, please don't!" Zhong Chichen exclaimed in alarm.

"Guarding the Death Spring is the Secular Bird Queen, who ascended to supremacy through the power of death, as well as Creation Peak and Mother Earth," Yuan Lianyao said with a sneer, eyeing the Colorful Divine Dragon who seemed eager to flee. "Both are staunch allies of Yu Yuan. Are you truly prepared to venture into the outer world alone through the Death Spring?"

"Okay, okay, let's pretend I never said anything!" Zhong Chichen protested loudly.

Within the confines of the seal, clusters of purple flames plummeted alongside Beilstein.

"You may be able to extinguish the soul of the Golden Dragon, but what if I've already enveloped it with my power?"

After inflicting grave injuries on Lin Daoke, he held aloft the golden spear that Loong Jie had become, looking up at the cascading purple flames with a scornful grin. "To think you can play with Soul Arts in my domain, within the Myriad Spirit Restriction I control—you truly do not understand the vastness of the heavens or the depths of the earth!"

He thrust his spear forward.

Whoosh!

Another burst of dazzling golden light shot towards the Great Demon God descending from the heavens. The pure, keen force of gold unleashed an ear-splitting shriek capable of shattering everything in existence.

The screech and the golden luminescence seemed to penetrate the Myriad Spirit Restriction, reaching directly into the Phoenix Shrine and the heart stone.

Yu Zhu and Youyu bore the brunt of the sonic assault. Blood suddenly appeared at the corners of their eyes and from their noses, as if an invisible blade had slashed them.

Inside the Phoenix Shrine and the heart stone, countless soul formations and spectral entities sprang into action, desperately fighting off the external corruption.

"I just want to block it!"

Beilstein bellowed as he removed the Golden Dragon Armor, transforming it into a massive golden light shield in an attempt to fend off the divine weapon that Loong Jie had become.

His eyes brimmed with contempt: "You can't stop it."

Thud!

The Golden Dragon Armor was instantly perforated, and the overflowing golden divine brilliance tore through Beilstein's crystalline armored hand, fracturing his arm.

In a single strike, the meticulously crafted armor was penetrated by the divine weapon.

Beilstein didn't utter a sound. Forgetting the Golden Dragon Armor, he abruptly soared into the sky.

He descended swiftly, yet his escape was even swifter!

Accompanying his fall, a multitude of lantern-like demonic fires enveloped him.

Countless demonic flames raged wildly, some glowing green, others as deep blue as the ocean, and still others filled with the wails and terror of dying souls.

A bizarre soul aura silently encircled him, forming into a mysterious spiritual arena.

Within each cluster of demonic fire, a peculiar essence emerged, burning itself away. On closer inspection, one could see Beilstein's image, as if he were conducting a dark ritual of soul sacrifice.

Having inflicted severe damage on Lin Daoke and Beilstein, he held the golden spear with a hint of surprise.

He gradually sensed the connection between his consciousness and Loong Jie's becoming sporadic.

"I will burn my soul to sever your soul's link."

Having discarded the Golden Dragon Armor and lost half his arm, the Great Demon God Beilstein, now devoid of his usual smirk, gazed upward, his voice resonating deeply, "When you first tainted my soul and confined me in the Evil God Temple, unable to find a way out for so long and unwilling to be enslaved by you, I considered burning my soul to death more than once."

"Burning my own soul was the only option I could think of to prevent you from taking possession of me."

"While attempting to ignite my Devil Soul, I discovered that having an abundance of them allowed for a complete division, which in turn could be harnessed to produce extraordinary effects."

"Since you've consumed the very thing that created me, you have the ability to influence my soul. However, once I split my Devil Souls into numerous fragments to form a potent Burning Soul Array, I can also indirectly influence you!"

High above, Beilstein severed all connections with the self-immolating Devil Souls, choosing to discard them.

The Devil Souls that fell beside him were merely a tenth of his total.

As this tenth descended, he instinctively attempted to corrupt them with his power, seeking to seize control and assimilate them into his own strength.

He forged a link through the threads of his soul.

The instant this connection was made, the Devil Souls belonging to Beilstein spontaneously initiated the Soul Ignition Evil Art, consuming both his invasive power and soul energy in the flames.

This formidable will of Soul Ignition even backlashed through the soul realm, engulfing the soul energy that Loong Jie had infused into his body, rendering him incapable of maintaining his hold on Loong Jie or manipulating him any longer.

Confronted with such an entity, Beilstein recognized that conventional tactics were futile, and thus he had to forge a new path.

So, Beilstein devised this strategy and put it to the test.

Unexpectedly, it proved to be remarkably effective.

"Howl!"

Loong Jie let out an enraged roar, breaking free from his grasp. He transformed back into a serpentine Golden Dragon and hurtled towards the barrier of the Myriad Spirit Restriction, determined to shatter the barrier and escape from this place.

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