Ten Great Primordial Fires of the Great Wilderness

Ten Great Primordial Fires of the Great Wilderness

It was only because this Mandala Snake was not highly cultivated, with merely two thousand years of cultivation. Had it been three thousand years old, Ye Chen might not have dealt with it so easily.

For the past five years, he had practiced techniques with Mu En during the day and spent his nights meditating.

He had devoted nearly all his time to cultivation precisely so that one day, he could truly show what he was capable of.

Feeling the power of his Second Soul Skill, Ye Chen smiled in satisfaction.

Although the Mandala Snake's weakness was not its tail, losing half of it was like losing half its life.

At the severed end of its tail, some of its internal organs were even faintly exposed.

Ye Chen understood well the principle of striking while the enemy was down, and although his Second Soul Skill was powerful, its duration was limited.

With his current soul power, the attachment effect of that holy light and Netherworld flame could only last a brief five seconds.

So, in order to end the battle as quickly as possible, Ye Chen lightly pushed off from the ground and nimbly performed a three-hundred-and-sixty-degree flip above the Mandala Snake.

By the time he landed, a massive gash had appeared across the Mandala Snake's back. Its pale bones were exposed, and its clearly visible heart still beat slowly, bringing with it waves of foul, hot air.

At that moment, the Mandala Snake's entire body was covered in gruesome wounds, and it no longer had a shred of strength left.

Ye Chen did not kill it directly. He intended to keep it alive for now and let Tang Ya choose for herself.

His Second Soul Skill was, in truth, holy light and Netherworld flame capable of breaking through anything. He had merely deliberately attached them to his palms to look cool.

So far, he had only discovered this one function, but he knew that his Second Soul Skill was not that simple.

As if it had sensed the miserable state of the other Mandala Snake, the one facing Bei Bei let out a shrill cry. Ignoring Bei Bei's attacks as they struck its body, it charged forward recklessly.

It seemed these two were companions—or perhaps mates.

The two-thousand-year Mandala Snake was clearly male. Hearing the female Mandala Snake's cries, it had wanted to come to her rescue, only to end up trapped here first.

Watching this scene, Ye Chen felt an indescribable emotion in his heart.

Was this really right?

Ye Chen could not help asking himself.

Between human soul masters and soul beasts, there seemed to have always been only slaughter and being slaughtered. Even after Huo Yuhao personally founded the Spirit Pagoda, he had failed to reverse the soul beasts' fate of nearing extinction.

He also wanted to find a way to perfectly resolve the relationship between the two, preferably achieving a state of balance.

While Ye Chen was lost in thought, Bei Bei also finished his battle.

Because that Mandala Snake had entered a berserk state at the very end, desperately trying to kill the human blocking its path regardless of the consequences, Bei Bei had suffered some minor injuries as well.

However, they had not damaged his muscles or bones, so they were nothing serious.

"Hey, niece-in-law, make your choice. See which one you want to absorb." Ye Chen walked over to Tang Ya, who had watched the entire show from the sidelines, and said without much enthusiasm.

With treatment like this, she had resolved the problem without lifting a finger. On top of that, she could freely choose between two Mandala Snakes of different ages.

"Thank you, Xiao Chen."

Tang Ya recovered from her shock and thanked him somewhat bashfully.

Her long-lashed double-lidded eyes blinked repeatedly, as though she wanted to see through Ye Chen's body and understand how he was built.

Was he even human? Both his First and Second Martial Souls had thousand-year soul rings, and his strength was this monstrous!

Of course, she had automatically ignored Ye Chen calling her "niece-in-law."

This was not the first or second time he had done so. Though she had initially resisted a little, Ye Chen's seniority was there after all.

Tang Ya did not know Ye Chen's soul ring configuration, which was why she had shown such shock.

Bei Bei, on the other hand, had clearly known long ago and was no longer surprised.

After weighing her options, Tang Ya ultimately chose the thousand-year Mandala Snake they had encountered first.

It was not that she did not want to absorb the two-thousand-year one. No one did not want to become stronger.

But one had to know one's limits.

Tang Ya knew her own condition. There was only one outcome if she forcibly absorbed it: under the Mandala Snake's resentment, she would be unable to endure two thousand years of soul power and would explode to death.

This soul beast had died so miserably. Who knew how powerful its resentment would be?

Tang Ya sat cross-legged on the ground and began absorbing the thousand-year Mandala Snake's soul ring, while Bei Bei stood guard beside her.

His earlier green robe was obviously no longer wearable, covered as it was in foul-smelling blood. Bei Bei could only take out a new set of clothes from his storage ring and change behind a tree.

Leaning against a massive tree, Ye Chen fell into a daze.

Over the past few years, he had figured out quite a few things. His Second Martial Soul, Taiyin Youying, remained a mystery, but he had gained some understanding of his primary Martial Soul, the Fusang Divine Tree.

For instance, just like his First Soul Skill, this Second Soul Skill had not come from the soul beast he hunted.

They seemed to be abilities inherent to the Fusang Divine Tree Martial Soul. As long as the age was suitable, no matter what attribute the soul beast possessed, it would grant him a fixed soul skill.

Besides that, he had also confirmed that the flame that had appeared when he fused with his first soul ring should indeed have been the Nirvana Fire, one of the Ten Great Primordial Fires of the Great Wilderness.

The same thing had happened when Ye Chen fused with his second soul ring.

Unlike the first time, what had appeared this time was that hellish flame he used with his Second Soul Skill.

Based on Ye Chen's knowledge, this was clearly the Netherworld Ghost Fire among the Ten Great Primordial Fires!

Confirming this also confirmed his earlier belief that the first flame had been the Nirvana Fire.

Though he was even more puzzled now, Ye Chen had nevertheless discerned a pattern.

With every major breakthrough in his cultivation, the Fusang Divine Tree would evolve once, and at the same time, gain another Three-legged Golden Crow.

Each Three-legged Golden Crow wielded one of the Ten Great Primordial Fires of the Great Wilderness and tempered his body once. After each tempering, his physical strength would ascend to another level.

Ye Chen classified this kind of tempering as Divine Fire Body Tempering.

He knew that ten Three-legged Golden Crows resided upon the Fusang Divine Tree.

In that case, when the Fusang Divine Tree grew into its final form and underwent its tenth Divine Fire Body Tempering, would that be the moment he attained godhood?

And would he then possess ten kinds of primordial fire?

Though it did not quite match Ye Chen's memories, this seemed to be the only explanation for now.

The two primordial fires he currently possessed were still far from the legendary level of burning the heavens and destroying the earth.

At present, combined with the amplification effect of Ye Chen's First Soul Skill, his Second Soul Skill could barely unleash strength at the peak of the three-ring level with his Soul Power Level of twenty-nine.

It was only because that Mandala Snake was not highly cultivated and had been far too careless.

Had it been even slightly prepared, it would not have been instantly killed by Ye Chen.

Unable to figure it out, he simply set it aside for now. As his cultivation rose, these matters would eventually come to light.

Ye Chen sat cross-legged and entered meditation.

Even while meditating, soul masters remained aware of the outside world and could respond to sudden danger.

But too many things had happened today, causing Ye Chen to forget one extremely important matter.

Today was the final day of the two-month cycle!

Whenever this day came, as long as he entered meditation or fell asleep, he would feel tearing pain in his eyes, while his body would become as though it were no longer under his control.

When the first ray of dawn pierced through the dense branches and leaves of the forest and fell upon Ye Chen's face, the night's agony finally came to an end.

Ye Chen opened his eyes, feeling a lingering sense of fear.

How had I forgotten about that? Fortunately, they had encountered no danger. Otherwise, with his body completely beyond his control, would he not have been like fish on a chopping board, at the mercy of the beasts?

After one night, Ye Chen only felt that his mind had become even clearer. Even minute details he had previously been unable to notice were now sharply visible wherever his gaze fell.

He had no way of seeing his own eyes at the moment. If he could, he would surely be astonished to discover that the faint pink of his left eye had deepened considerably, becoming a crystalline peach pink.

Though his right eye remained a pure sky blue, it had also become far deeper than before.