Within Ghost River.
Billions of ghostly lights flashed explosively. The Great Dao of heaven and earth trembled and rang in unison, as though playing a Dao Accumulation masterpiece that shook the world.
Little Scarlet stood quietly within, its posture towering as a mountain, steady and resolute.
Rumble!
In an instant, countless shadows surged forth from the depths of Ghost River. They were the souls of Little Scarlet's ancestors through the generations, bearing the mighty power tempered by the years as they howled forward like a raging flood, sweeping toward Little Scarlet.
Little Scarlet held its head high, brilliance blooming in its eyes as it fearlessly received the infusion of its race's inherited talents.
The instant the ancestral souls touched it, stormy waves seemed to rise within the depths of its soul.
Every soul was like a dazzling star, tracing a brilliant path through its sea of consciousness before embedding itself precisely into its Immortal Dao Origin.
As countless souls continuously fused into it, Little Scarlet felt an immeasurable force of souls erupt within its body, as if it were about to burst its soul apart.
Its body trembled slightly, yet it forcibly remained calm. Its bones crackled sharply, as though breaking free from some ancient shackle.
Yet Little Scarlet smiled at this moment. Back then... Xun Bro and Bull Bro had already replaced its blood on the Extraterritorial Battlefield. Its body possessed a heaven-defying bloodline forged from the blood essence of myriad races. Whether it succeeded in this Immortal Tribulation or not—
At the very least, it would live!
Becoming immortal was merely a means of extending its lifespan. It had once eaten rotten flesh just to survive; what did refining these ancestral souls amount to now?
Roar~~
Little Scarlet raised its head and let out an earth-shaking roar. Sound