C2267 Thunder Soul Refinement

As soon as Yu Yuan finished speaking, the attention of the powerful figures in the area was immediately drawn to Beilstein's Devil Soul.

"I don't feel anything myself," the Great Demon God said, a cluster of deep purple light emanating from his brain.

Countless enigmatic soul threads, like purple lightning, wove together rapidly, forming an inscrutable pattern that eluded everyone's understanding. He was in communication with the Devil Body clad in Golden Dragon Armor.

Yu Yuan had initiated this to probe the Devil Souls that had split from Beilstein's Devil Body and were now drifting through various Starfields of the Desolate Realm using his own true form. He could not detect any movement from the Devil Souls.

Moreover, the Devil Soul that Beilstein had left at Creation Peak, having escaped the Myriad Spirit Restriction with Loong Jie, was becoming increasingly faint. It resembled a ghost fading from clarity to obscurity, seemingly on the verge of vanishing.

"She's right!" Yuan Lianyao exclaimed in surprise, her gaze piercing into the depths of the spring at the gray shadow that symbolized the Death God. "Yu Yuan, she's not spouting nonsense! Lord Beilstein might really be in danger."

Yu Yuan, inhabiting the form of the Undead Sovereign, intently watched Beilstein's Devil Soul as it slowly dissipated, murmuring, "Let me try something."

With a whoosh, he unleashed a burst of brilliant green light, enveloping Beilstein's Devil Soul in an attempt to prevent it from fading away. However, it was to no avail; Beilstein's Devil Soul continued to vanish.

"Youyu, place him inside the heart stone!" Yu Yuan commanded.

Under normal circumstances, Youyu would never allow Beilstein, a fellow master of soul mysteries and coveter of the heart stone, inside. But given Beilstein's dire straits, Youyu promptly produced the heart stone.

"Don't!" Chen Qinghuang interjected sharply. "Don't let him in!"

It was then that Yu Yuan perceived a familiar aura emanating from the gray shadow. The shadow, representing the Death God Kurkova, conveyed to Chen Qinghuang the urgency of preventing Beilstein's Devil Soul from entering the heart stone.

"Stop!" Yu Yuan quickly altered his course of action and called out to halt the process.

Subsequently, as everyone watched intently, Beilstein's Devil Soul gradually dissipated into nothingness.

"What do you know?"

Yu Yuan was now the one in a hurry. He soared to the edge of the spring, pressing Chen Qinghuang with his questions.

The Death God, Kurkova, remained serenely silent, opting for silence.

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In a tumultuous corner of the Desolate Realm, thunder roared and lightning flashed across the sky.

Crack! Sizzle!

A violent maelstrom of lightning bolts formed, hovering and striking down upon a land below.

Many alien beasts with lesser bloodlines thrived here, drawing strength from the lightning.

Among them, the Raymon Beasts were the most prevalent.

Whoosh!

A dazzling golden light streaked across the galactic void, emerging from another realm.

The light solidified, revealing the Great Demon God Beilstein clad in Golden Dragon Armor.

Beneath the lustrous armor was Beilstein's purple crystal demon form. He gazed at the tempestuous lightning vortex and the stormy star below, flashing a radiant smile. "Good thing I arrived first. Otherwise, by the time Qi Yunhong showed up, I'd be left with nothing but scraps."

Whoosh!

Beilstein, in his demon form, plunged into the heart of the lightning vortex. His purple crystal body beneath the Golden Dragon Armor immediately began absorbing the lightning's power.

Time passed, unmarked.

"Teacher."

Suddenly, Yu Yuan's true form, alongside the Dragon Slash Platform, materialized in the area.

"Eh, what brings you here?"

Startled by the unexpected arrival of Yu Yuan and the Dragon Slash Platform, Beilstein, still immersed in the storm of lightning, blurted out, "Aren't you supposed to be at the Gal Starfield with the Creation Pool and the Death Spring?"

Caught off guard, Beilstein's face took on an awkward hue. Before Yu Yuan could respond, he chuckled sheepishly, "Or perhaps, you're here to harness this world's lightning power to elevate Qi Yunhong to the Supreme Realm? What's the matter, upset that I claimed the lightning first and hindered his ascension?"

"Teacher, I'm concerned about you," Yu Yuan replied, shaking his head.

"Concerned about me? What's there to worry about?"

Beilstein laughed heartily, dismissing the concern. "I have my own way of cultivating. You needn't fret over me. I've discovered that the Desolate Realm is quite the gem."

"Can you still sense the Devil Soul in the Gal Starfield?" Yu Yuan inquired gently.

"When I concentrate on harnessing the lightning to temper my soul, I temporarily lose connection with the Devil Souls that have split from me," Beilstein explained with an air of nonchalance.

"Teacher, perhaps you should come out first," Yu Yuan suggested, a sense of astonishment hidden beneath his composed exterior.

The idea that lightning and thunder, notorious soul destroyers, could be used to temper a Devil Soul was beyond belief. Beilstein's mastery of such forces was something Yu Yuan would have doubted, had he not witnessed it himself.

A memory flashed through Yu Yuan's mind—the Forbidden Land of Thunder in the Origin Realm, under Beilstein's strict seal. It was only with Beilstein's approval that Wei Zhuo of the Thunder Sect had been allowed to enter for his cultivation. Could it be that this very land had once served as Beilstein's own training ground?

"What exactly are you trying to do?" Yu Yuan mused.

With a hint of resignation, Beilstein emerged from the tempestuous vortex, explaining, "In the Origin Realm, I would often retreat to the Forbidden Land of Thunder to evade the Origin Soul. It was the one place where it couldn't detect my thoughts or actions."

"To combat it and to break free from the Founder, much like you, I would seclude myself there to ponder certain matters."

"Eventually, I even mastered the art of using the force of thunder to annihilate my own soul consciousness."

Beilstein's words flowed without pause until, suddenly, he fell silent, his expression turning grave.

He had sensed it!

After dissipating the thunderous energy within him and emerging from the vortex, he was unable to feel any of the Devil Souls he had separated. These fragments, once dispatched across the cosmos to gather soul energy for his spiritual refinement, now seemed utterly lifeless.

Cultivating with lightning was a double-edged sword, inflicting self-harm and depleting vast reserves of soul energy. His original body remained here to cultivate, while his scattered Devil Souls collected energy, ensuring he could maintain a robust state post-cultivation. But now, with every separated Devil Soul gone, Beilstein sensed that something was amiss.

"In the Myriad Spirit Restriction, you had an epiphany, learning to suppress the manifestation of the soul sea. You stood within it, regenerating your severed arm with its soul energy and even bestowing upon Lin Daoke a pure strand of soul force to mend the Primordial Spirit Sword's fractures."

"Teacher, how did you accomplish that?" Yu Yuan inquired, his tone laced with earnest curiosity.

"It was simply a moment of inspiration," Beilstein replied with unaffected ease.

"A sudden flash of insight? Teacher, do you still remember when you had High Priest Reid summon me with just a thread of my own thoughts?" Yu Yuan inquired once more.

Beilstein fell silent, contemplating for a brief moment before grasping the profound implications of his words.

"Are you suggesting that the burst of spiritual light I experienced within the Myriad Spirit Restriction... that light originated from Him?" Beilstein's face registered a dramatic shift.

Yu Yuan gave a slight nod, his gaze fixed on Beilstein's amethystine form. "Your unique constitution, having been tempered by thunder and lightning, ensures that your Devil Soul remains unharmed within this body. Yet, should your Devil Soul leave this vessel, it would surely vanish."

"I must see for myself!"

Beilstein commanded.

Whoosh!

Another Devil Soul emerged from the crystalline body, manifesting externally.

Absent the assault of thunder and lightning, and with no external forces at play, the Devil Soul gradually dissipated until it vanished completely.

"You're correct!"

Beilstein immediately realized that indeed, something was amiss.

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