Miserable Beyond Words
"With the efforts of many elders to heal my injuries, I should be able to recover completely by then," Void Nihility Devouring Flame said vaguely.
The Hun Tiandi didn't expect the Nihility Devouring Flame to trust him, and simply said, "That Nong Yan Jue can create Fake Exotic Flame, but it requires Eighth-tier Beast Flame and a large number of low-order Beast Flame for cultivation. As for the truly scarce flame resources, he has basically secured them firmly in his hands."
Nihility Devouring Flame naturally knew that "he" referred to Xiao Yan. Originally, it was quite gratifying to have gained a group of Eighth Grade Alchemist souls, but who could have imagined that the Soul Hall would suddenly collapse?
The duck that was about to be eaten flew away. The face of the Nihility Devouring Flame instantly turned as uncomfortable as if he had swallowed a fly. Then he said in a deep voice, "His Heavenly Flames is very strong, even stronger than the Golden Emperor Burning Heaven Flame. Moreover, his strength is very weak."
The Soul Emperor simply shook his head. "The Burning Technique has already been tested. Even a Dou Sheng would lose all his cultivation if he were to switch cultivation methods, and the Burning Technique's fighting energy would be very difficult for you to refine."
The Nihility Devouring Flame naturally knew about this. The Dou Sheng had already been completely digested by him, leaving not a trace. But he was also very eager for Xiao Yan's Heavenly Flames.
"However, this child is indeed not to be kept alive. He has mastered so many fire resources and the Nether Flame Demon Saint's Inheritance. I'm afraid he can cultivate the Flame Mantra to a level that surpasses the Heavenly Tier."
"If we let him grow up unchecked, no one will be his match in the future."
As the Hun Tiandi pondered, a disheveled figure traversed the void and arrived in the dark Soul Realm, landing in front of the two.
This figure was none other than Hun Miesheng. At this moment, his clothes were disheveled, his aura was weak, and his left shoulder was completely sunken, as if he had just experienced a great battle, and was the one who lost.
"Hun Miesheng, judging from your appearance, the mission didn't fail, did it?"
The Hun Tiandi's voice was gentle, but Hun Miesheng shivered violently. In a panic, he took out a Fragmented Map and a jade Jade Bottle full of seals from his Storage Ring.
"The Gu Clan also participated in the auction, even offering Ninth-grade Treasure Pill for bidding. I couldn't compete with them, so I had to take action. Fortunately, I managed to snatch both the Fragmented Map and the Ninth-grade Treasure Pill."
The Hun Tiandi reached out and grabbed both the Fragmented Map and the Jade Bottle in his hand.
Hun Miesheng felt slightly relieved and continued, "Although I used Lord Void's sub -Sub-flame, I did not reveal my cultivation level as Five-star Dou Sheng."
The Hun Tiandi remained noncommittal, taking out three more Fragmented Map. After observing how the patterns on the four Fragmented Map were perfectly pieced together, he nodded and said, "They are indeed genuine Fragmented Map. However, this Ninth-grade Treasure Pill is even more interesting."
The Hun Tiandi reached out and squeezed, shattering the Pills Jade Bottle. The pill-like object inside instantly broke apart, then formed several large characters in the air. "The holder of this Jade Bottle may go to the Ancient Realm to exchange for a Ninth-grade Treasure Pill."
Hun Miesheng's breath hitched, then he quickly bowed his head and cursed angrily, "Those Gu Clan are truly despicable!"
The Hun Tiandi patted Hun Miesheng on the shoulder and sighed, "I have also investigated the changes in the Soul Hall, but I have not been able to find out what the problem is. The responsibility is not yours; it's just that all your merits and hard work over the years have been wiped out."
"Although this mission was a bit bumpy, you still managed to retrieve the Fragmented Map."
The Hun Tiandi paused for a moment, then continued, "I remember that your Soul Realm has already broken through to the Heavenly Realm Great Perfection, allowing you to leave behind a Soul Clone."
"Then leave the clone with me! As for you, you must kill Xiao Yan at all costs."
Hun Miesheng looked up at the smiling Hun Tiandi. Although Hun Tiandi was smiling, there was no smile in his eyes, only a cold indifference devoid of any emotion.
Knowing there was no room for refusal, Hun Miesheng could only bow his head and say, "Yes!"
At all costs, this has always been the Soul Clan's style of doing things. Everyone is willing to risk their lives to complete the mission, because failure will only lead to a more miserable fate than death.
If you successfully kill Xiao Yan, even if you die during the mission, you will have a chance to be resurrected in the future if you leave behind Soul Clone. But if you fail, you will be doomed even if you don't die.
Even the chance to be resurrected was an extraordinary gift from the Hun Tiandi to the Soul Clan's Dou Sheng — the Soul Hall Great Heavenly Saint was used by the Hun Tiandi for experiments and played to death, leaving no trace of his body and soul.
Each member of the Soul Clan has their own role. If the Soul Hall were still around, this kind of suicide mission would not be assigned to Hun Miesheng, but would naturally be done by those one- or two- Dou Sheng.
"Leave the Void Sub-flame behind! Don't let the Gu Clan steal it again."
Just as Hun Miesheng was preparing to leave the Soul Realm to search for Xiao Yan, the Hun Tiandi's calm voice reached his ears once again.
The departing figure paused for a moment, and Hun Miesheng raised his palm, from which a strange black flame surged forth.
As the black flames churned, they vaguely coalesced into a human face, which then opened its maw and bit down hard on Hun Miesheng's palm.
Hun Miesheng channeled all the Dou Qi within his body into the black flames, causing his already pale face to become even more ashen. However, the black flames grew increasingly powerful under Hun Miesheng's nourishment.
In the end, all of Hun Miesheng's fighting Dou Qi was completely devoured. The strange human face suddenly let out a sharp shriek, and then swelled up against the wind, flying shakily from Hun Miesheng's palm, transforming into a black flame head a hundred feet in size.
"Pfft..." Hun Miesheng spat out blood, retracted his Soul Imprint, and watched Nihility Devouring Flame.
After bowing to the two, Hun Miesheng forced himself to leave.
The Soul Hall, which he had painstakingly built up over most of his life, was gone just like that, ending in such a tragic way. Hun Miesheng felt a wave of desolation wash over him...
Xiao Yan then sought out the Nether Flame Demon Saint.
The Nether Flame Demon Saint was amazed by Xiao Yan's cultivation speed, but also felt gratified. He gave Xiao Yan the Spirit Transformation Emperor Soul Fruit and the remaining Essence Blood.
Xiao Yan brought up the matter of reviving the Nether Flame Demon Saint, only to learn that the Nether Flame Demon Saint's remnant Residual Soul had lost its original essence, leaving only a Heaven Refining Ancient Array to keep it alive. Once Xiao Yan breaks through to the Dou Emperor, this breath will dissipate.
Xiao Yan thought for a moment, then came up with a clever idea and brought Candle Star Flame to this Small Space.
"What... is this?" The Nether Flame Demon Saint was once again bewildered, gaining a new understanding of Xiao Yan's ability to create chaos.
"This is the intelligence of the Three Thousand Burning Flame. I preserved it when I was refining the Three Thousand Burning Flame and created a body for it," Xiao Yan explained.
"..." The Nether Flame Demon Saint naturally thought of the Purifying Lotus Demon Flame.
"The Purifying Lotus Demon Flame is basically my senior brother. Teacher, don't you want to personally teach him?" Xiao Yan pressed on while the iron was hot.
"Sigh..." The Nether Flame Demon Saint sighed heavily, looking at the somewhat stubborn Xiao Yan with a mix of relief and sorrow, and said softly, "I was destined to die of old age."
Xiao Yan fell silent. If he were to die of old age and reach the limit of his lifespan, his soul and body would be like a sieve, unable to retain any vitality.
However... Xiao Yan thought of the Heavenly Tomb and the Plane Embryo, so he explained the relevant concepts of Reincarnation to the Nether Flame Demon Saint.
"Reincarnation..." The Nether Flame Demon Saint fell into deep thought. This was beyond the Nether Flame Demon Saint's understanding; the concept did not exist in his time.
"That's right, teacher, if you get married in your next life, I'll give you the Purifying Lotus Demon Flame as your son," Xiao Yan said with great anticipation.
"..." The Nether Flame Demon Saint fell silent again. Thinking of that awkward scene, she immediately wanted to refuse the brat's suggestion.
But the Purifying Lotus Demon Flame's temperament is probably impossible to change in this lifetime. If we could have another chance to teach him, that would be good.
Thinking of this, the Nether Flame Demon Saint nodded and said, "Then it is as you wish..."