Soulheart

After a tremendous hum, a row of blurred characters suddenly surfaced upon the lava. For some reason, the entire cavern began to tremble slightly, while the scattered spiritual energy suddenly converged toward the lava.

The spiritual energy present here was truly astonishing. As it gathered, it was as though some ancient will had awakened from beneath the earth, radiating a fearsome aura.

"...Hm?"

Benjamin narrowed his eyes.

He was still pushing the elemental storm toward the lava, but when it came within ten-odd meters of it, an invisible force seemed to emanate from the huge characters on the lava's surface. It abruptly held the elemental storm fast, preventing it from advancing any farther.

It was an extremely scorching force, yet it also felt somewhat... chilling?

As he pondered this, the lava suddenly began to churn violently. Then, one crimson point of light after another slowly rose from it, like countless blood-red fireflies. Benjamin could not even count their number. Ominous red light blanketed the entire cavern.

The pervasive spiritual pressure had vanished, yet the three of them all felt a strange unease in their hearts.

"Oh no, it's... it's the ancestral spirit awakening! Lord Benjamin, we need to leave this place!" the boy suddenly cried out.

Benjamin, however, did not budge.

Ancestral spirit... the souls left behind by those ancestors?

From the looks of it, they were quite unlike ordinary ghosts. They seemed formidable, but Benjamin had no intention of running. He had come here precisely for the ancestral spirit. How could he wake it from its slumber, then turn around and flee?

Gazing at those red points of light, he could vaguely sense that within each one lurked a chaotic, savage will.

An overwhelmingly furious emotion emanated from the points of light, as though someone had abruptly disturbed them