CHAPTER 920: CHAPTER 88: THUNDER-CONTROLLING DIVINE SOUL

Within the Ancient Mountain, it had already been hollowed out, as if devoured by some mysterious divine energy, leaving many spaces.

In each space, there seemed to reside a small world, although Zhou Yan couldn’t see clearly, he could easily sense the dense presence of the primordial yin spirits trapped within.

This was by no means a good place.

Zhou Yan sensed an overwhelming presence of powerful primordial yin spirits in one small world, vaguely hearing their howls, causing his heart to sink significantly.

This was a peerless deadly land; Zhao Yi either didn’t know, or simply couldn’t be attacked by the primordial yin spirits. But regardless, both possibilities were chilling and terrifying.

"Once these internal small spaces are released, this Burial Immortal Land will definitely be instantly destroyed by these endless primordial yin spirits, who will then charge out, bringing devastation to the Dark God Domain. Almost all cultivators will die!"

"The small spaces are as dense as bubbles, numbering no less than billions. Each small space is a world, with so many primordial yin spirits within... what exactly is this Burial Immortal Land? The Dark God Domain actually has such a terrifying place!"

Zhou Yan was truly shocked, genuinely moved; this time he wasn’t pretending, but genuinely stunned.

Even if he had great abilities, once enveloped by the primordial yin spirits, he would have no way out, and not even ten thousand life-saving talismans would be of any use!

This was simply a dead end!

"This time, I hope Zhao Yi doesn’t break this small world, otherwise we’re really finished!"

Zhou Yan felt extremely heavy in heart, and wasn’t pretending.

Meanwhile, Zhao Yi thought Zhou Yan was terrified, and felt even more proud, casually swatting away the small spaces around him, completely unbothered, completely fearless due to ignorance.

Zhou Yan felt Zhou Yi’s prideful hand stirring those small spaces violently, as if they were about to shatter instantly, yet after a struggle they gradually calmed down.

However, these small spaces became even more unstable.

Zhou Yan’s gaze flickered, staring at that small space as if possessed, fixing his eyes upon it.

"Why, very curious? There are many small spaces like these here, one might say the entire space is composed of countless dense small spaces. However, I can’t see what’s inside the small spaces. So I suggest you kill that curiosity. I’ve researched these small spaces, they’re unique condensations of soul power and yin qi, neither the cultivators of the Dark God Domain nor us from the Outer Heaven Demon Domain can see through them."

Zhao Yi seemed to notice Zhou Yan’s movements and even had some leisure to tease him.

Zhou Yan really wanted to curse this person for being oblivious, but in the end, Zhou Yan said nothing.

At this moment, saying anything was meaningless.

"Humph, I’ve kindly exchanged some words with you, and you give me a scowl in return. I’ll refine you to death in a moment and see if you remain so arrogant."

Zhao Yi seemed to be quite embarrassed that Zhou Yan ignored him, instantly flying into a rage, loudly berating him.

Zhou Yan simply thought this person was an absolute lunatic. If he was truly a prisoner, not cursing him thoroughly would be lenient; to think a prisoner would give him a friendly face, this person was simply mad.

Thus, Zhou Yan merely let out a cold chuckle, full of ridicule.

Zhao Yi’s face instantly turned immensely sinister, and he threw the small space in his hand toward a dark, damp, massive black chasm ahead, simultaneously launching an ancient Eight Diagrams Tripod Furnace-like alchemy furnace into the same abyss-like chasm.

In the pitch-black abyss, a Netherworld Fire suddenly appeared, a flame that seemed to be the nemesis of soul bodies, specifically countering cultivators’ divine souls.

The small space Zhou Yan was in suddenly shattered, and Zhou Yan was swiftly absorbed into the furnace.

The Netherworld Fire suddenly flared up, with powerful flames continually burning, as if adding fuel to the fire. As Zhou Yan entered, he was immediately surrounded by the flames.

Zhou Yan almost instantly felt the pressure of death; these flames could definitely burn him alive, but Zhou Yan was not without methods.

With a thought, the Flame Throne flew out, and Zhou Yan directly entered the Guardian Ancient Array of the Flame Throne, as though escaping into the throne’s interior, allowing the throne to bear the brunt of this force externally.

The throne burned continuously in the Netherworld Fire, yet didn’t deform, showing no reaction.

Meanwhile, within the throne’s protection, Zhou Yan was filled with thoughts on this flame.

"Emperor Fire Heavenly Prison? Could it be that this Netherworld Fire is Emperor Fire? If it is Emperor Fire, then it is at least comparable to the level of Silent Annihilation Purple Flame... thus, let’s give it a try."

Zhou Yan pondered, as he condensed a unique soul power of primordial yin spirit, directly injecting it into the flames.

"Puff——"

The flames surged fiercely, as if encountering excellent fuel, causing them to suddenly burst forth like a large amount of gasoline had been poured, dramatically increasing in size.

Complementing the surging flames, Zhou Yan let out a heart-wrenching scream with a thought.

"Ah——"

A wretched cry, seemingly extraordinarily mournful.

The soul power of the Tai Chu Yin Spirit was burned by this Emperor Fire, suddenly spewing out an ancient divine power.

This divine energy emitted an incredibly enticing fragrance, making one unbearably hungry upon smelling it.

Zhou Yan’s mind stirred, and the power of devouring within his Soul Sea activated, as the Swallowing Heaven Divine Skill swept over the emerging divine energy, directly absorbing it, transforming it into an extremely pure divine energy.

This divine energy could be moved at Zhou Yan’s will, as though it became Zhou Yan’s own.

Zhou Yan felt a surge of joy, immediately taking out the Hidden God Fragment, infusing the divine energy onto this golden leaf.

Indeed, the Hidden God Fragment absorbed a significant amount of Netherworld Emperor Fire energy from the outside, while also devouring all the divine energy Zhou Yan had taken out, gradually revealing more content on it.

"The Hidden God is the Yin God, the Apparent God is the Yang God. Yin and Yang in harmony, crossing together in a shared boat. Abandoning the boat and pursuing the waves, thus transcending the fleshly Bitter Sea."

"Yin God, Hidden God, Thunder-controlling Divine Soul."

"Ruling Thunder to become an Emperor, ruling souls to be revered."

...

The ancient scripture presented a large portion, bringing Zhou Yan continuous delight.

The appearance of this ancient scripture was accompanied by an indescribable Great Dao Resonance, as if establishing a Supreme Dao that shocked Heaven and Earth.

Zhou Yan was initially a bit worried that such actions might alert Zhao Yi, so he distractedly sensed for a moment, but was surprised to discover that Zhao Yi seemed utterly mad, dancing with excitement!

"It’s done, it’s done, this must be the emergence of the Eternal Soul Pill, with such a fragrant aroma of Supreme Dao Rules, such an alluring aura, it’s simply captivating! Great, my stored Tai Chu Soul Spring, Life Soul Tree leaves, Ancient Ice Crystal, Extreme Cold Ice Soul Stone, and other divine medicine resources all have a use! This time, I will definitely break the seal and initiate a brand new Heavenly Demon Soul Body!"

Zhao Yi muttered to himself, elated beyond comprehension.

But when Zhou Yan heard him talking to himself like this, his face appeared very peculiar!

Although Zhou Yan had deliberately let out a wretched cry to mislead Zhao Yi, he didn’t expect Zhao Yi to truly believe it, without even a shred of doubt.

Zhou Yan instantly felt an overwhelming sense of intellectual superiority—this Zhao Yi, he was simply too foolish.

However, upon closely sensing everything outside, Zhou Yan immediately understood a lot.

It wasn’t that Zhao Yi was ignorant; it was just that under normal circumstances, how could a Cultivator at the Divine Spirit First Transformation withstand such an impact and incineration of Emperor Fire Yin Qi? They would likely be reduced to ashes in no time, refined into exceptionally pure bloodline energy.

And coincidentally, as the Tai Chu Yin Qi overflowed, accompanied by Zhou Yan’s cooperative screaming, Zhao Yi assumed Zhou Yan was nearly dead, and with the subsequent fragrances of blood and the aura of the Tao appearing, it evidently signified a successful divine medicine refinement!

In such a situation, Zhao Yi could hardly not be overjoyed.

Moreover, the Emperor Fire Refinement, nestled in this abyssal black crevice, was an autonomous energy that could merely be guided but not controlled.

Therefore, even if Zhao Yi wanted to check the refinement situation inside his Alchemy Furnace, he would be helpless.

It was precisely these factors that led Zhao Yi to err in judgment, resulting in utterly different outcomes.

"Good, good, the scent of Great Dao Resonance, which is virtually impossible in the Dark God Domain, meaning this young man possesses a uniquely powerful constitution, or has almost fully developed the potential of the Chaos Sword Body. It’s surprising that there’s such a talent in the Dark God Domain; unfortunately, such talent would have tenfold cultivation speed in the Light Divine Domain, but alas, in the Dark God Domain, everything is shackled, the Tao doesn’t advance."

"However, if not so, how could I, Zhao Yi, benefit from it? Truly, when fortune comes, it cannot be stopped!"

Zhao Yi was incredibly excited, so much so that it took a long time for him to calm down.

Afterward, Zhao Yi cautiously took out all the divine medicine he had stored and continued to deduce and calculate, gradually throwing these things into the Pill Furnace in a certain array pattern order.

At this, Zhou Yan immediately encountered some threat.

The Flame Throne could resist the invasion of Emperor Fire, but it would not proactively resist such divine medicines. As a result, the divine medicines directly entered the same space as Zhou Yan, these divine medicines inscribed with array patterns, upon entering, directly rushed towards Zhou Yan’s physical body.

Such potent divine medicines, Zhou Yan naturally couldn’t resist, and the Soul Sea Space couldn’t entirely open up to perform the Swallowing Heaven Divine Skill, because if it accidentally devoured the Emperor Fire Yin Qi, it might trigger an explosion of the Soul Sea.

Zhou Yan had been treading very cautiously beforehand, and now that these divine medicines were coming in proportion for refining, Zhou Yan passively became part of the ingredients, and the Alchemy Furnace took effect, beginning the refinement process.

Under such effects, Zhou Yan felt a piercing pain like being dismembered, which was simply unbearable.

This intense pain was no less than the pain of a Soul Slash, something Zhou Yan didn’t expect, but with the Emperor Fire glaring from outside, Zhou Yan could only endure the physical pain cautiously, while continuously releasing Tai Chu Yin Qi to make the Emperor Fire burn and keep its flame drawn.

In the remaining time, he could only allow himself to be refined by this divine medicine, which was truly unbearable.