This was a rather gloomy space. Black mist filled the sky, and a chilling power seeped into every corner.
Deep within this space, a figure sat cross-legged in the air above the Pitch-Black Palace. Pitch-black flames constantly seeped from his body, making him look from afar like a bottomless black hole, ceaselessly devouring everything around him.
Below him stood a dense mass of dark figures. At that moment, glowing orbs continuously floated out of their Storage Rings. The orbs were almost transparent and colorless, yet the pure energy within them was enough to make anyone pale.
These glowing orbs were none other than the soul origin extracted from the soul bodies collected by the Soul Hall.
The energy in each orb was enough to raise a soul realm directly from early heaven realm to heaven realm great perfection.
Yet there were hundreds of such orbs here...
"Whoosh!"
A sudden howl of wind rose from the dark figure seated in the sky. Black flames surged out, blotting out the heavens, and their churning suction dragged the numerous glowing orbs straight up.
The moment these masses of soul origin touched the black flames, they were swallowed whole. As the dark figure devoured more and more soul origin, terrifying soul fluctuations gradually spread from his body.
"Roar!"
Those fluctuations grew stronger and stronger until they seemed almost tangible, twisting the entire space.
A low roar burst from the dark figure's mouth. He abruptly rose to his feet, and towering soul fluctuations erupted like a volcano, sweeping across the heavens.
"Congratulations, Lord Void, on advancing your soul to the emperor realm!"
Feeling that terrifying, overwhelming pressure, the densely packed figures below immediately prostrated themselves. Their respectful voices resounded through the space like a mountain torrent, making even the ground tremble.
"Hahahaha!"
In the sky,