Fighting Soul Clan Demoness

Chapter 723 The Terrifying Void Devouring Flame
Upon hearing these words from Void Devouring Flame, Hun Ruoruo was first stunned, then her eyes suddenly lit up.

Emperor Soul Technique!

As a closely guarded secret of the Soul Clan, the Emperor Soul Technique's rank even reaches the limit of the Dou Qi Continent, making it a truly top-tier, high-level Heavenly Rank ultimate fighting technique!

Unlike cultivation techniques, the requirements for using combat skills are obviously much stricter. It seems that some Dou Zong cultivators with lower cultivation levels, even if they are lucky enough to obtain a Heaven-rank combat skill, have no chance of cultivating it at all.

The biggest reason for this is the energy of heaven and earth.

Although reaching the Dou Wang level allows one to draw upon the energy of heaven and earth to a certain extent, truly harnessing it for one's own use is a unique ability exclusive to cultivators at the Dou Zun level and above.

For cultivators who haven't reached the Dou Zun level, simply using a Heaven-rank Dou Technique would drain them dry, let alone using...
"Miss should be aware of the effects of the Emperor Soul Technique," said Void Devouring Flame with a smile. "If one can comprehend it, defeating enemies in adversity will not be difficult."

The statement by Void Devouring Flame was extremely conservative.

With Heaven-rank combat techniques, or even high-level Heaven-rank combat techniques, gaining an advantage in the same realm is a piece of cake. Even for a powerful Battle Saint, the Emperor Soul Technique is the strongest killing move that can play a decisive role.

However, the only problem with the Emperor Soul Technique is not the technique itself.

It lies with people.

"If I'm not mistaken, even a Dou Sheng would probably find it difficult to comprehend a high-level Heaven-rank combat technique."

Hun Ruoruo gradually regained her composure and said calmly, "With my current cultivation level not yet reaching the high-level Dou Zun, let alone whether I can master it, even if I were lucky enough to comprehend it, I probably wouldn't have the ability to use it."

"Hehe." The Void Devouring Flame said gently, "Miss, you are mistaken. How could the Emperor Soul Technique be such an inconvenient thing?"

Before Hun Ruoruo could react, Xuwu Tunyan suddenly reached out and beckoned, causing the purple-gold book hidden in the Heavenly Venerable Token to fly out, its ancient pages fluttering like butterflies.

"Shh-"

A pleasant, crisp sound rang out as the pages of the book stopped precisely on the scroll world that had been discovered in the Tower of Yudan.

'There is another world'.

"If your cultivation is insufficient, you can borrow strength."

The Void Devouring Flame smiled and said, "After all, as you once said, you and that Soul Wind were not in fair competition. The resources and years of cultivation he possesses far exceed those of you."

Hun Ruoruo's beautiful eyes widened: "You mean—"

"Since this small world is your spoils, you can use it however you want."

With a flick of its finger, the world of paintings hidden within the pages suddenly shone brightly, with azure seas rising and verdant mountains like brocade, as if they were about to leap out of the pages at any moment.

The radiance of the small world was projected onto the void, reflecting a misty scene resembling a crystal palace, giving Hun Ruoruo a strong sense of unreality.

That feeling was as if one were above the rules of heaven and earth, with all mountains, rivers, lakes and seas within reach.

"Is this the method you were talking about?" Hun Ruoruo asked in a hoarse voice.

The girl was breathing heavily, a surge of excitement from the depths of her blood filling her entire body.

She even suspected that as long as she had a thought, this little world in front of her could recognize her as its master!
"good."

Void Devouring Flame suddenly stood up, rested his chin on his hand, and looked at the world before him with great interest. He said, "The Emperor Soul Technique was created by the Soul Emperor with his life's work. Its effects are naturally inseparable from the Soul Emperor himself."

"That is, to transform oneself into the heavens!"

“Each page of this Emperor Soul Manual is a vessel for a small world. With three thousand pages, there are three thousand worlds! And at that time, you, Hun Ruoruo, the master of the Emperor Soul Manual, will be the master of those three thousand small worlds!”

The voice of the Void Devouring Flame was unusually tinged with fervor, its sound like endless chanting, reverberating incessantly, like a great bell exploding in the void.

With a "buzz," Hun Ruoruo's mind went completely blank.

Even with her two lifetimes, she still cannot fully know the secrets of the Soul Clan. Many incomplete details remain unsolved mysteries to this day.

Just like the current Emperor Soul Technique.

The core of the Emperor Soul Technique is actually mastering the small world?

If one were to fill in every single page of the Emperor Soul Manual, wouldn't one then be...
A fake Dou Qi Continent?

"Hahaha, don't be at a loss." Seeing the girl's pale face, Void Devouring Flame couldn't help but burst into laughter, teasing, "It's questionable whether there are even three thousand small worlds in the entire Dou Qi Continent. If you want to fill the pages, I'm afraid you'll have to wait until the Soul Clan rules the entire Dou Qi Continent."

The Void Flame made a joke that wasn't funny, but it was clearly enjoying it immensely.

"Why me?" Hun Ruoruo asked in a hoarse voice.

Upon hearing this, its laughter abruptly ceased. After a moment of silence, it spoke calmly: "Every Saint of my Soul Clan possesses a page from the Emperor Soul Manual. My brother is like that, and so am I. Right now, I am merely handing over my true form to you."

The Void Devouring Flame licked its lips, and the once vast and desolate surface of the dead star instantly cracked open, revealing a terrifying ravine tens of thousands of miles long, within which a lingering afterglow seemed to bloom.

That is the core of the stars.

Now, only dregs remain after being devoured.

In an instant, a strong chill swept over Hun Ruoruo's entire body, and cold sweat couldn't help but seep from her head.

The absurdity of the scene before her was like the Azure Lotus Core Flame refining the Azure Lotus Seat that had restrained her the most, and the Three Thousand Blazing Flames devouring the star field that had suppressed her for countless years.

The Void Devouring Flame, literally, means it 'devoured' its own nurturing mother!

She opened her dry lips, her voice trembling slightly: "You...you ate your own womb?"

"What harm is there in eating it?" Void Devouring Flame chuckled. "In this world, there should only ever be one Void Devouring Flame, and that is myself."

With its back against the fallen star of death, it walked step by step toward the girl, its beautiful, androgynous face filled with greed and wickedness. It tiptoed and whispered in her ear:

And you

"You, like me and my brother the Emperor, are all monsters unlike any other in this world."

The Soul Realm, the Altar of Alchemy.

The old apothecary, dressed in white, sat quietly on it, his brows furrowed, as if he were deep in thought.

Around him were countless Soul Clan alchemists clad in black robes. Judging from the medals on their chests, most of them were between the seventh and eighth ranks, with very few at the eighth rank.

If this were any other force in the Central Plains, the current array of alchemists would be considered quite luxurious, but this is the Soul Clan, one of the eight ancient clans.

Looking across the entire clan, the fact that even eighth-grade alchemists are so scarce is clearly a major drawback.

"These Soul Clan alchemists are not bad in terms of cultivation and talent. The reason why they are unable to improve their rank is ultimately because they lack guidance from high-level alchemists."

The old doctor muttered to himself.

No matter where he was, alchemy was always his greatest passion.

Therefore, he has been observing the Soul Clan's alchemy altar for a long time, and has even personally taught several talented alchemists, which can be regarded as a way of returning the favor he has done for the Soul Clan.

The more he observed, the more he realized the plight of these alchemists.

Without the guidance of a ninth-grade Grandmaster!

It is important to know that both the Pill Tower and the Medicine Clan possess their own alchemy systems. Even without the guidance of a ninth-grade alchemist, they can access a vast collection of ancient alchemy texts at any time.

But the Soul Clan is different.

Due to the inherent conflict between the clan and alchemists, the Soul Clan could not obtain any ancient alchemy books at all. Even if they managed to gather some pill formulas through robbery and looting, most of them were incomplete and could not form a coherent system.

Therefore, the existence of a ninth-grade alchemist is of particular importance.

The Soul Clan is not without ninth-grade alchemists, but according to Soul Ruoruo, that powerful alchemist seemed to have important matters to attend to and could not possibly teach these people personally.
As time went by, the appearance of the old apothecary naturally became particularly important. No wonder that even someone as noble as Hun Miesheng had to respectfully address him as the apothecary.

"Although I have now achieved the position of Grandmaster, I am far from being able to refine ninth-grade pills on my own. How can I be qualified to teach others?"

The old doctor raised his eyebrows slightly, and at some point, his self-identification also changed, as if he had been given an invisible sharpness.

"It seems that the matter of refining the physical body needs to be resolved as soon as possible."

(End of this chapter)