Battle Through the Heavens: He possesses extraordinary comprehension and is born a Battle Emperor!

Chapter 113 Information about the Soul Palace.

"The Soul Palace is an organization that makes a living by collecting souls and manipulating the dead. They capture souls through special means, imprisoning and enslaving these innocent souls for their own cultivation or as a source of power." Xiao Chong's tone was heavy, each word striking Zi Yan's heart like a hammer blow.

"The old man's mention of 'not wanting to become a slave of the Soul Hall' means that his soul had been captured by the Soul Hall, but he awakened and resisted at the last moment. Unfortunately, it was too late."

At this point, a fleeting, almost imperceptible pity flashed in Xiao Chong's eyes—sympathy for those innocent souls and indignation at the injustices of the world.

"Our mission is not only to eliminate the enemy before us, but more importantly, to expose and destroy the root cause of countless tragedies—the Soul Palace."

Zi Yan clenched her fists, the flames in her eyes seeming to burn even brighter: "Then what should we do? Are we just going to wait for the next clash with the Soul Palace?"

Xiao Chong nodded, seemingly lost in thought.

We'll meet again someday!

Canaan College, with its towering ancient trees and abundant spiritual energy, exudes the fragrance of time and the solemnity of scholarship in every brick and tile.

Xiao Chong and Zi Yan strolled along the bluestone path, flanked by whispering green bamboo. Occasionally, a few birdsongs pierced the tranquility, adding a touch of life to the peace.

After passing through a quiet bamboo forest, they arrived at a secluded spot on the back mountain of the academy.

The place is shrouded in mist and occasionally punctuated by the soft murmurs of mythical beasts, resembling a paradise on earth.

Xiao Chong chose a small open space next to a boulder. This was an ideal place to refine medicinal pills, far from the hustle and bustle of the world, yet still retaining the natural atmosphere.

"This is it." Xiao Chong looked around and nodded in satisfaction. He took out several jade slips engraved with complex runes from his pocket, and gently tossed them. The jade slips spun and transformed into rings of light, slowly sinking down and finally forming a semi-transparent barrier that enveloped the area.

Inside the barrier, all external interference seemed to be isolated, with only the pure spiritual energy of heaven and earth and the fragrance of medicinal herbs intertwined.

Zi Yan watched all this with curiosity. Although she was a warrior, she knew nothing about alchemy and couldn't help but ask, "Is this 'Rejuvenation and Life-Extending Pill' really that miraculous?"

Xiao Chong smiled slightly, a smile that held firmness and confidence: "This pill is an eighth-grade medicine. It can not only strengthen the body, but also repair the damaged soul to a certain extent. If done in time, it can even bring a person on the verge of death back to life."

Having said that, he took out carefully selected top-grade herbs one by one from his sleeve. Each herb emitted a refreshing fragrance, which, when combined, formed a powerful spiritual energy fluctuation. Xiao Chong sat down cross-legged, formed hand seals, closed his eyes and concentrated, immersing himself in the mysteries of alchemy.

"Alchemy is not just about understanding herbs, but also about grasping the laws governing all things in the universe." Xiao Chong's tone was calm, and every word seemed to tell an ancient story. "Control of heat, materials, and intention—the three are indispensable."

As he guided them, a warm flame gradually gathered in the surrounding air; it was the unique soul fire of an alchemist, pure and blazing.

Flames licked at the medicine furnace, the herbs slowly melted, releasing their unique spiritual power, merging together to gradually form a pill.

Xiao Chong was so engrossed in refining the medicine that he was completely unaware of the passage of time outside. He knew that the Rejuvenating Life-Extending Pill was no ordinary medicine; the slightest mistake could not only waste the ingredients but also cause the pill to explode, with unimaginable consequences. Therefore, every step of the process required utmost caution, allowing no room for carelessness.

"Ziyan, guard this place for me and don't let anyone or any beasts get close," Xiao Chong instructed Ziyan beside him before entering a meditative state.

Zi Yan nodded slightly, appearing both languid and wary.

She understood the weight of Xiao Chong's words and silently stood guard by his side, her sharp eyes fixed on the surrounding movements, preventing any threat from getting close.

Time flies like an arrow; several days have passed in the blink of an eye.

Zi Yan appeared somewhat anxious within the natural barrier set up on the outside, as waiting was nothing short of torture for someone as lively as her.

She paced around, trying to find something to do and scare away the curious little creatures that wanted to get closer.

"Hmph, this alchemy is so time-consuming, it's incredibly boring," Zi Yan complained, her emerald eyes suddenly narrowing as a rustling sound came from the distant bushes, alerting her.

"Looks like things are getting interesting." Zi Yan curled her lips into a cold smile and silently approached the patch of grass.

As expected, a group of third-tier magical beasts—rampaging thunder wolves—were drawn by the rich aroma of the medicine. Their eyes were filled with greed, clearly tempted by this rare delicacy.

Thunder wolves are incredibly fast, and their fur contains the power of lightning. Ordinary alchemists would probably avoid them if they encountered one.

However, for Zi Yan, this was nothing more than a little amusement. With a flash, like a streak of orchid lightning, she darted directly into the pack of thunder wolves. Before the wolves could react, she had dispatched them one by one, her movements clean and swift, without a single wasted moment.

After dealing with the Thunder Wolf, Zi Yan strolled back and forth leisurely, as if the battle had been nothing more than a game.

"Hmm, that's a little more relaxing now." She muttered to herself, but her gaze returned to the direction of the medicine-making process. A warm feeling rose in her heart, a feeling of deep trust in Xiao Chong and his promise to stay by her side.

Just then, the atmosphere inside the medicine furnace suddenly changed, and a powerful life force surged out, and the Rejuvenating Life-Sustaining Pill was about to take shape.

"Is it finished? I can't wait." Zi Yan lightly leaped back to the edge of the barrier, her eyes sparkling with excitement, as if she could foresee the glory of the moment of success.

Black Corner, a place tainted by both crime and opportunity, where every inch of land holds unknowns and dangers.

On the edge of this chaotic land, there is a small house surrounded by lush bamboo forest, which appears exceptionally peaceful and out of place with the killing and strife outside.

Han Feng stood in front of the cottage, his purple robes swaying gently in the breeze. His handsome face and deep eyes revealed a composure that could not be underestimated.

He had just finished a battle with a formidable enemy. Although his breathing was slightly disordered, his eyes burned with a curiosity about the unknown.

"Canaan Academy, the back mountain... fluctuations in life force?" Han Feng muttered to himself, his brows furrowing slightly. He could sense unusual energy fluctuations coming from that distant direction. It wasn't just ordinary medicinal herb refining; the life force contained within was something he could clearly perceive even from a thousand miles away. Such a commotion would be an unmissable signal for any powerful figure in the Black Corner Region.

"There must be something fishy about this. Canaan Academy has always kept a low profile. There must be something going on behind this big move today."

After a moment's thought, Han Feng decided to investigate personally. He turned and entered the small house, quickly packed a few personal belongings, slung a longsword inlaid with dark gems behind his back, and then, in a flash, transformed into a streak of purple light, speeding towards Canaan Academy.

(End of this chapter)