Chapter 1164: Chapter 1164: Eternal Ink Qilin

Ning Fan parted the boundless sea mist and, heading in another direction, flew toward the inner waters of the Red Rainbow Star Sea.

Those two ascended Masters made Ning Fan somewhat concerned. After all, they had both ascended from the lower realms; if they were to encounter danger in this star sea, Ning Fan would not mind offering some help within the limits of his ability.

But that fat cultivator drew Ning Fan’s attention even more.

Yu Yichi...

This man absolutely could not be just a little Divinity Transformation junior! If Ning Fan had not noticed certain problems on this man’s body, he would not dare be so sure, but now he was fully confident that the fat man was a powerful existence, not the simple, honest, easily-bullied type he appeared to be on the surface.

"The Daoist Thought of this person gives me a very strong sense of repulsion, and that repulsion comes from the Ancient Demon Bloodline... Could it be that his true identity is that of a Buddha cultivator..."

"The cultivations he reveals are only at the Transformation God Mortal Severance, and this cultivation is not deliberately disguised, but truly so. He has not come with his true self, but with something similar to a spirit sense descending, yet it is not the kind of spirit sense I understand. This person’s true self should already have cultivated to the level of a Half-Step Quasi-Saint, and he is already very close to the Quasi-Saint realm..."

"On him there is also an indescribable feeling, extremely similar to Senior Mu Song. That feeling is something that even Quasi-Saints like Xiang Mingzi and Senior Hou Tu do not possess... Could it be that, like Senior Mu Song, he is also an ’Open-Eyes’ Master..."

"What exactly does it feel like to have opened the eyes... The world he sees, I cannot see..."

"Among the Old Monsters of East Heaven, there seems to be no Buddha cultivator this powerful. Could it be that he hails from one of the other three heavens... If this guess is correct, when did he send his spirit sense to descend into Eastern Heaven? If it was before the Boundary River chaos, that would be one thing; but if after the Boundary River chaos began he could still ignore the Primeval Immortal Emperor’s seal and descend into Eastern Heaven, then his methods would be somewhat terrifying..."

Ning Fan’s thoughts spun furiously. He did not know whether the arrival of this fat cultivator was good or bad, or whether there was some scheme involved.

A dignified Half-Saint existence should not go to such great lengths to descend into Eastern Heaven just to scheme against a few weak Masters sharing the same boat; judging from the instant of astonishment that flashed across the other’s face, this person had not come for him, and this encounter was merely an accident...

Could it be that he too had come for the Grand Thousandfold Rainbow here?

As Ning Fan was pondering, the distant waves suddenly changed, and a pillar of surging water shot straight up into the sky.

That pillar of water soared three thousand zhang high, and when it fell back, it suddenly split into six, transforming into six water spears a thousand-zhang long, thrusting to pierce Ning Fan.

"I’ve only gone a mere million li into the star sea and already I’ve run into a Fierce Beast ambush..."

For Ning Fan, who had just gone through the Boundary River slaughter, this sort of ambush was nothing at all. He casually sacrificed the Water-Flooding Realm Bottle, which had once again been repaired by Wu Laoba, directly drawing all water-type attacks into the bottle, silent and without a trace. Then he opened his mouth and spat out Flame Thunder Fire, burning the sea with fire; in just a few breaths, he had evaporated several thousand li of sea, exposing at the dried-up seabed the charred corpses of over a hundred Ancient Fierce Beasts, all of them Adult Stage Shedding Void and Broken Thought Fierce Beasts.

Ning Fan continued forward, and after slaughtering several hundred Ancient Fierce Beasts along the way, he finally reached his destination.

This was the deepest part of the Red Rainbow Star Sea, where a nine-colored rainbow hung above the sea like a giant dragon drinking water. Beneath that enormous rainbow, countless Ancient Fierce Beasts surfaced, absorbing the Spiritual Energy within the rainbow and cultivating day after day.

The higher a Fierce Beast’s cultivations, the better a cultivation spot it occupied. As for the vital Spirit Vein nodes of the nine-colored rainbow, only three Half-Saint Fierce Beasts were qualified to tread there; any other Fierce Beast that set foot in that place would be slain without fail by the three Half-Saint beasts.

Ning Fan’s arrival disrupted the cultivation of these Fierce Beasts!

Once they sensed that Ning Fan was only an Immortal King, countless Fierce Beasts’ eyes flashed ferociously, and they directly charged to kill him, among them several Ancient Fierce Beasts.

Their gazes were completely shrouded by baleful flames, their hearts filled with malice; they were exceedingly difficult for Masters to subdue and could not communicate with Ning Fan at all. Even Eastern Heaven Quasi-Saints like Daoist Wood Pine had once thought of subduing a few Half-Saint Fierce Beasts as guardian Children of the mountain gate, but after many fruitless attempts, they had no choice but to give up.

Even slave seals could not control these Fierce Beasts; they would rather die than be bound by others, incomparably savage.

Those Eastern Heaven Quasi-Saints could not subdue Half-Saint Fierce Beasts, yet they did not dare slaughter the beasts whose cultivations were too high either. This was because the Fierce Beasts here were the purest incarnations of malice, particularly those at the Timeless Realm, which were even more troublesome. When slaying a Timeless Fierce Beast, one would definitely be tainted by its Timeless-level malice, which was extremely hard to erase.

The higher one’s cultivations, the less willing one was to touch things detrimental to cultivation. Moreover, since these Fierce Beasts generally only moved within the range of the Red Rainbow Star Sea and did not encroach upon the interests of Eastern Celestial Cultivators, the great powers of Eastern Heaven simply tolerated their existence and treated this Red Rainbow Star Sea entirely as a place for disciples’ training.

"Three million, four million, five million... Are there over five million Fierce Beasts here? Enough to carry out several rounds of Million Summoning..."

Ning Fan was calculating something inwardly when he suddenly bit his fingertip, using blood as a guide, and formed a spirit sense seal.

He formed only a single spirit sense seal.

Yet that one spirit sense seal actually summoned, upon the rainbow sea, a Mid number of Netherworld Ghost Flowers, and Ning Fan was like an emperor reigning above all the Ghost Flowers.

After Ning Fan’s continuous practice, the thousand-odd spirit sense seals required to summon Netherworld Ghost Flowers had been reduced by him to a single seal. If his proficiency rose further, he would sooner or later be able to cast this art without any seals at all.

A Mid Summoning could dispatch ten Eternal Ghost Soldiers to battle. Unfortunately Ning Fan currently had only a single Eternal Ghost Soldier, the Wansheng Dragon King with eight heads, whom Ning Fan summoned out.

The first wave of Fierce Beasts charging toward Ning Fan instinctively felt some dread when they saw the Wansheng Dragon King appear, but that dread was quickly drowned out by the baleful flames in their hearts; their speed did not diminish as they continued to rush in.

As an Eternal Ghost Soldier, the Wansheng Dragon King possessed absolute loyalty toward Ning Fan; how could it allow these Fierce Beasts to attack Ning Fan? Its eight snake heads spat out a million serpent shadows, drowning countless Fierce Beasts in a sea of snakes and poisoning them to death. All their blood and corpses were devoured by the nearby Netherworld Ghost Flowers.

In merely a dozen breaths, ten thousand Fierce Beasts were slain by the Wansheng Dragon King, including one Quasi-Emperor Fierce Beast.

This act enraged all the Fierce Beasts in this area; even more Fierce Beasts charged over, only to be easily exterminated by the Wansheng Dragon King in turn.

"Don’t kill too many. Kill a million first, leave the rest..." Ning Fan ordered the Wansheng Dragon King.

"As you command." the Wansheng Dragon King answered respectfully.

In just a few exchanges, the Wansheng Dragon King had already slain over a hundred thousand Fierce Beasts. If no experts of the same level came to obstruct him, completing the task of killing a million Fierce Beasts was only a matter of time.

Roar!

At last, the Immortal Emperor–level Fierce Beasts could no longer sit still. Several Immortal Emperors joined forces and attacked the Wansheng Dragon King.

Their attacks were quite strong, but they still could not inflict any injury on the Wansheng Dragon King, who bore the identity of an Eternal Ghost Soldier.

After another dozen rounds, those Immortal Emperor Fierce Beasts all had their bodies bitten to pieces by the Wansheng Dragon King, leaving only their Demon Souls to escape, shaken to the core!

"Courting... death..."

Seeing that even Immortal Emperors could do nothing to the Wansheng Dragon King, a Half-Saint Fierce Beast finally made a move.

It was a Fierce Beast in the form of a Nine-Winged Demon Phoenix.

Every Fierce Beast was condensed from the evil thoughts of multiple villains after death. Clearly, the evil thoughts composing this Half-Saint Fierce Beast were mainly from a Nine-Winged Evil Phoenix, with other evil thoughts as support, thus giving it this form.

"Ants!"

The Wansheng Dragon King’s expression was indifferent as he fought the Nine-Winged Demon Phoenix. He easily gained the upper hand.

In truth, this Nine-Winged Demon Phoenix and the Wansheng Dragon King in his lifetime were about equal in strength. But who told an Eternal Ghost Soldier to be undying and indestructible? With an undying body, the Wansheng Dragon King held an enormous advantage; he could take all of the Nine-Winged Demon Phoenix’s attacks head-on without suffering the slightest harm. The Nine-Winged Demon Phoenix, however, was different. Every time it was wounded by the Wansheng Dragon King, those were real, tangible injuries. As time went on, the situation grew more and more unfavorable.

This was an unequal battle. Without powerful reinforcements, it was only a matter of time before the Nine-Winged Demon Phoenix was defeated.

"I... will... help... you... fight..."

Another Half-Saint Fierce Beast in the form of an Ink Qilin joined the fray, but even two against one, the Wansheng Dragon King still held an absolute advantage.

Unfortunately, the Wansheng Dragon King could only manage to hold the advantage. Due to insufficient offensive power, it was very hard for him to crush and overwhelm the two Half-Saints in one-sided fashion.

"For an Eternal Ghost Soldier, defense is actually no longer important; there are very few means that can injure them. The Wansheng Dragon King himself already excels at defense and life-preservation; these methods overlap somewhat with the undying ability of an Eternal Ghost Soldier. His own offensive power isn’t high. If his offensive Divine Skills were a bit stronger, then with his undying body, facing experts of the same level, he could kill two with one, even three with one, and should still win with ease. But as it is, he merely holds a slight upper hand..."

Ning Fan shook his head slightly, dissatisfied with the Wansheng Dragon King’s offensive capability.

Inwardly, he secretly calculated whether, when crafting Eternal Ghost Soldiers in the future, he should prioritize powerhouses with high offensive strength as materials, so as to bring out the Eternal Ghost Soldiers’ advantages to the greatest extent...

"To catch... the bandits... first catch... their chief!"

The third Half-Saint Fierce Beast, seeing both companions in a disadvantageous situation, actually did not go to help, but instead launched a sneak attack toward Ning Fan, who was watching the battle from the side.

It was a giant dog in the form of a White-Eared Cang Dog, with long fur, looking as mighty as a lion.

To think of the stratagem of "to catch the bandits, first catch their chief," this White-Eared Cang Dog’s spirit awareness clearly was not so low as to be beyond saving; it could almost be considered the wise one among the Ancient Fierce Beasts here.

Eternal Ghost Soldiers were indeed hard to kill, but if one directly controlled the summoner and forced the summoner to cancel the summoning, there was no doubt that this great enemy, the Wansheng Dragon King, could be removed in an instant.

The plan was correct.

But this big dog had misjudged Ning Fan’s strength.

Ning Fan took a single step forward and, within the Myriad Dao Golden Flames, transformed into his Eternal True Body. He opened his mouth and spat out a sky-filling sea of fire, burning the White-Eared Cang Dog’s fur to a charred crisp, turning it into a black dog.

It looked as though the White-Eared Cang Dog had been heavily injured, but in fact, the charring of its surface fur had already shed most of the Flame Thunder Fire’s power; the flesh beneath the skin had not taken much damage.

Even so, the White-Eared Cang Dog was greatly startled. It never would have thought that Ning Fan, with mere Immortal King–level cultivations, would wield such terrifying flames. It no longer dared to underestimate him. Its abdomen bulged slightly, and with an angry roar, rolling black wind spewed from its belly, turning into over a dozen unknown black wind blades that slashed toward Ning Fan.

Ning Fan did not recognize what that black wind was, but he felt a trace of threat from it. For it to make his Eternal True Body feel a slight sense of danger, this black wind was clearly not something ordinary.

He did not take the black wind head-on. Instead, he manifested the phantom of the Ancient Kingdom’s God-Destroying Shield, easily blocking the attacking black wind.

Without giving the White-Eared Cang Dog any further chance to attack, Ning Fan dispersed the God-Extinguishing Shield phantom, raised a finger, and pointed at the White-Eared Cang Dog while hovering in the air.

"Tenfold Calamity Flash!"

Scarlet pillars of Calamity Flash light blasted out, covering the sky and earth. The White-Eared Cang Dog tried to use the black wind from its mouth to block the crimson Calamity Flash, but the black wind was easily annihilated.

What kind of heaven-destroying, earth-shattering crimson light was this, to give the White-Eared Cang Dog such a profound sense of crisis!

This was the Calamity Flash Ning Fan had created by imitating Blood God Geng Wu. The principle was largely similar to Blood God Geng Wu’s, but in the details it was even more mysterious.

Seeing that it could not block this crimson attack, the White-Eared Cang Dog immediately tried to dodge. Yet this crimson light seemed able to lock on and track; no matter how it dodged, the crimson light would ultimately catch up. This spatial tracking ability was something Blood God Geng Wu’s Calamity Flash did not possess, and was Ning Fan’s own innovation.

In the end, after dodging several dozen times, the White-Eared Cang Dog was finally struck by the Calamity Flash’s crimson light and let out a muffled groan.

The power of the Tenfold Calamity Flash was even slightly stronger than that of the Innate Mid-grade Flame Thunder Fire; this time it truly wounded the White-Eared Cang Dog.

"Tenfold Calamity Flash is the limit of what I can release with my current Calamity Blood Cultivation. Because of the gap in cultivations, my Tenfold Calamity Flash is far inferior in power to Blood God Gengwu’s Tenfold Calamity Flash, but to deal with slightly weaker Half-Saints, it’s still more than enough..."

Tenfold Calamity Flash, ten fingers firing in succession!

Ning Fan raised both hands, and all ten fingers released Tenfold Calamity Flash at the same time. Ten crimson light pillars howled forth, and his own Mana actually barely diminished.

One must know, after losing the God-Returning Rice Grain, in order to avoid wasting Heart Spirit, Ning Fan had not, as usual, opened the Cross Halo as soon as he engaged the enemy. At this moment, he had no blessing of inexhaustible Mana. Under such conditions, his ten fingers fired Tenfold Calamity Flash in succession, yet he only consumed an extremely small amount of Mana. It was obvious that the Tenfold Calamity Flash Ning Fan had developed consumed very little Mana and was an extremely practical offensive method.

The ten streaks of red light blasted the White-Eared Cang Dog at the same time, blooming one after another like blood-colored fireworks. Muffled groans kept echoing in midair, and the White-Eared Cang Dog’s injuries rapidly worsened.

Half an hour passed, and the White-Eared Cang Dog had already been beaten by Ning Fan until it was on its last breath, on the verge of falling.

The Wansheng Dragon King, meanwhile, withstood the attacks of two Half-Saint Fierce Beasts and forcibly slaughtered one million low-tier Fierce Beasts, completing its task.

When the number of Fierce Beasts that died here reached one million, the Netherworld Ghost Flowers began to reproduce in large quantities. This was proof that the mid-level summoning had been upgraded to high-level summoning.

Under the conditions of high-level summoning, when Ning Fan killed an enemy, he had a chance to refine the enemy into an Eternal Ghost Soldier.

Boom! Boom! Boom!

Another round of full-powered Tenfold Calamity Flash fired in rapid succession, and the White-Eared Cang Dog was forcibly blasted to pieces by Ning Fan; blood sprayed across the sky, and it died with hatred. After its bloody remains fell, they were devoured by the Netherworld Ghost Flowers, and even its Residual Soul was swallowed by the Ghost Flowers.

"Thunder Infant, appear! Guard me. Do not allow anyone to disturb me!" Ning Fan released the Thunder Infant and gave the order. He was about to use the White-Eared Cang Dog as material to craft an Eternal Ghost Soldier.

"As you command." The Thunder Infant rode the Ancestral Thunder Sparrow, Thunder Escort in hand, and any Fierce Beast that tried to interfere with Ning Fan was blasted to death by its lightning power.

Because the gap in strength between the White-Eared Cang Dog and Ning Fan was quite large, the success rate for crafting it into a ghost soldier could reach roughly seventy percent.

Compared to the thirty-percent success rate when he crafted Profound Tail Daoist back then, seventy percent was quite good.

"Seventy percent... If I factor in my good fortune, the actual success rate should be at least seventy-five percent..." Ning Fan estimated.

A three-quarters success rate really wasn’t low. If he still failed, then it wouldn’t be a matter of luck, but a matter of technique.

Unfortunately, this was only Ning Fan’s second time crafting an Eternal Ghost Soldier. Compared to last time, he had already significantly reduced his mistakes this time, but Ning Fan’s technique still had some flaws, which ultimately led to the Eternal Ghost Soldier crafting failing...

This was the second time the crafting of an Eternal Ghost Soldier had failed...

"So it’s actually this difficult..."

Ning Fan let out a sigh. To say he wasn’t disappointed would be a lie, but with his spirit sense as firm as it was, he stepped out from the shadow of failure almost in an instant.

"Forget it. I’ll wait for 24 hours to pass, then try again..."

There was a time interval of 24 hours between each attempt the Netherworld Ghost Flowers could use to craft an Eternal Ghost Soldier; within a day, they could only craft once. In that case, even if he killed the remaining two Half-Saint Fierce Beasts right now, it would be meaningless.

Ning Fan dispelled the summoning of the Netherworld Ghost Flowers, retrieved the Thunder Infant, and strode away.

When those Ancient Fierce Beasts saw Ning Fan "flee" after committing slaughter, they all felt greatly humiliated and chased in the direction Ning Fan had left for a distance, but naturally could not possibly catch up to Ning Fan.

Helpless, those Ancient Fierce Beasts could only return one after another beneath the Nine-Colored Rainbow and once again breathe in and out the rainbow Spiritual Energy to cultivate.

hours later, Ning Fan returned. Seeing that Ning Fan actually dared to come again, large numbers of Fierce Beasts charged at Ning Fan, still without the slightest fear of him.

Fear? Such an emotion clearly did not exist in these Ancient Fierce Beasts, nor did they possess such advanced thinking ability.

"As expected of beasts formed from evil thoughts, they actually only know how to kill the enemy. Unfortunately for you, when you had three Half-Saints I still did not fear you. Now that only two remain, you are even less my match..."

Summon, Netherworld Ghost Flowers! Wansheng Dragon King, appear!

Destroying Path Thunder Infant, appear!

Ning Fan didn’t even need Aflo and the Black Evil Sect to help; he could easily wipe out these Ancient Fierce Beasts. This left the two women quite depressed; they still wanted to help Ning Fan, but it seemed they would have no chance to appear.

Two hours later, Ning Fan’s group had slaughtered another million Fierce Beasts, once again meeting the requirement for high-level summoning and beginning, under the premise of high-level summoning, to craft an Eternal Ghost Soldier.

The Fierce Beasts, which did not know what fear was, naturally also did not know what it meant to flee. In the end, yet another Half-Saint Fierce Beast was slain by Ning Fan—this time, it was the Nine-Winged Demon Phoenix that was killed.

Success rate: sixty-five percent. This Demon Phoenix was somewhat stronger than the White-Eared Cang Dog, so the success rate was slightly lower.

This time, Ning Fan worked hard to improve his technique. Since it was already his third time crafting a ghost soldier, his technique was becoming more and more proficient, and he basically made no mistakes.

But this time, he still failed to craft it.

This time it wasn’t an issue with his technique; Ning Fan just happened to be unlucky for once and ran into that thirty‑five percent failure rate.

No matter how lucky a person is, they can’t always have smooth sailing. On this, Ning Fan could only feel helpless and once more turned to leave.

On the third day, Ning Fan came again.

There was only one last Half-Saint Fierce Beast left here. Under the joint siege of Ning Fan, the Wansheng Dragon King, and the Destroying Path Thunder Infant, this Fierce Beast in the shape of an Ink Qilin died with hatred.

This time Ning Fan showed no mercy. Every low‑rank Fierce Beast that tried to attack him was slaughtered; in one go he killed three million low‑rank Fierce Beasts as sacrificial offerings before starting to forge an Eternal Ghost Soldier.

Perhaps it was because he used more offerings this time.

Perhaps it was because Ning Fan’s handwork didn’t slip even once this time.

Perhaps it was because Ning Fan’s good luck finally kicked in once.

This Eternal Ghost Soldier—was a success!

After the Wansheng Dragon King, Ning Fan gained a second Eternal Ghost Soldier—the Ink Qilin Ghost Soldier!

To have another Half-Saint level combatant under his command was naturally no small boost to Ning Fan’s strength. And he had conveniently cleared out all the Ancient Fierce Beasts here; within a radius of several hundred thousand li, there was no longer any Fierce Beast coming to obstruct Ning Fan’s business.

"It’s about time to force‑ripen the Grand Thousandfold Rainbow..."

Ning Fan stood upon the surface of the sea, gazing at the resplendent nine‑colored rainbow looming in the misty sea fog, his expression somewhat helpless.

In order to develop the False Demon Chant, he needed to stay busy in this ocean of stars for around twenty years. Twenty years... hopefully nothing goes wrong with the situation in Ning Fan during that time...

One year passed, two years passed, three years passed...

Deep in the ocean of stars, Ning Fan was busy force‑ripening the Grand Thousandfold Rainbow; in the outer regions of the ocean of stars, there was also a Star Boat carrying Masters of the Huanyun Sect, training in this place.

This was the seventh year since Ning Fan had come to the Red Rainbow Star Sea, and also the seventh year the Huanyun Sect Disciples had come here to train.

Rumble, rumble, rumble!

In a certain uninhabited sea region, the Lin Surname Dutrue of the Huanyun Sect instant‑killed three to four Juvenile Stage Fierce Beasts in one breath, feeling immensely pleased with himself.

"This is the one thousand four hundred and forty‑ninth Ancient Fierce Beast I’ve slaughtered in these seven years. I’ve roamed the ocean of stars for seven years now, never once tasting defeat, seeking a worthy opponent but finding none! In all of life, nothing is more unfortunate than this! To be invincible is just so, so lonely..."

On the Star Boat, the Lin Surname Dutrue flicked his sleeve, scattering a sleeve full of sea fog, putting on the airs of a lofty Senior expert and bragging wildly.

Behind him, the group of Huanyun Sect Disciples had long since grown numb to the Lin Surname Dutrue’s behavior; one by one, none of them even felt like responding. Even those two ascended young women were speechless toward the Lin Surname Dutrue, secretly grumbling in their hearts: is this what those legendary True Immortals are like? So all those grand, epic True Immortal tales really were just lies...

"Elder Lin, why is it that for a full seven years you’ve never dared advance into the deeper sea regions... so hard to understand, so hard to understand! Since you’re so eager to find powerful opponents, just steer the Star Boat into the deep‑sea zone—there will definitely be Adult Stage Ancient Fierce Beasts there to satisfy Senior’s battle lust." The honest‑looking fatty called Yu Yichi rubbed the back of his head, his face full of cluelessness.

"Sigh, you’re still so young, how could you understand. If it weren’t for you low‑rank Disciples tagging along, how would this old man be lingering here, hesitating to advance. I’m only worried for your safety, that’s all. Do you really think this old man is afraid of fighting those truly powerful Fierce Beasts! In your heart, is this old man the sort who’s scared of death?"

The Lin Surname Dutrue wore an expression of hating iron for not becoming steel, sighing long and hard.

He was just about to give this loose‑tongued fatty a good scolding when, all of a sudden, the Lin Surname Dutrue’s expression froze and he stood rooted to the spot.

Right in the path of the Star Boat’s voyage, there was a vast stretch of sea that had been forcibly steamed dry by someone with supreme flames; the charred corpses of several hundred Shedding Void Stage and Broken Thought Fierce Beasts formed a shocking sight before everyone’s eyes!

"H-heavens! These are all Adult Stage Fierce Beasts, each one giving off an aura stronger than Elder Lin! Why did they all die here, could it be they ran into some heavenly calamity!"

"It’s so hot! The origin fire here is too heavy! There’s even lightning power! This place must have been destroyed by heavenly fire and heavenly lightning, otherwise how could the seawater be steamed dry for so many years and still not refill this area. Any seawater that flows in here will just be steamed away again by the lingering heat—this is way too terrifying!"

All the Huanyun Sect Disciples were deeply shaken. Over these years, the grandest scene they had witnessed was the Lin Surname Dutrue battling a Juvenile Stage Fierce Beast at Life Immortal Realm; when had they ever seen a field of several hundred Shedding Void Stage and Broken Thought charred corpses!

The Lin Surname Dutrue’s heart was pounding wildly; he no longer had any mood left to brag!

He was truly scared by the scene before his eyes!

The low‑rank Disciples couldn’t see it, but how could he, a堂堂 Enlightenment, fail to see it! This place wasn’t destroyed by some heavenly lightning and heavenly fire at all; it had clearly been annihilated by a supreme existence using the legendary Innate Flame and thunderous lightning interwoven together.

After so many years, the dried‑up seabed here still couldn’t be refilled with seawater, precisely because of the lingering origin fire and lightning power that refused to dissipate.

"What kind of powerhouse would it take to steam dry a vast swath of sea right in the middle of the ocean, creating such a bizarre waterless zone... an Immortal Venerable? An Immortal King? No, at the very least an Immortal Emperor! Damn, could this be the handiwork of some Immortal Emperor Senior! Judging by the aura, that Senior should have passed through here six or seven years ago. Could that Senior have gone into the depths of the ocean of stars..." No matter how arrogant the Lin Surname Dutrue was, at this moment he was still deeply shaken.

The only one who wasn’t shocked was that fatty.

For once he narrowed his eyes, looking at the hollowed waterless sea before him, and muttered to himself, "Flame Thunder Fire, Innate Mid‑grade... Dong Yanluo does have some skill. I just wonder where this ranks among all of his methods. Compared with my Bodhi Green Lotus Fire, which is stronger and which is weaker..."