Soul Emperor Martial God

The next day, across a vast plain.

Xiao Yi gazed into the distance, where a colossal palace floated above the Endless Black Sea, standing quietly.

An ancient and solemn aura wafted over from afar.

The thick and mysterious feeling filled Xiao Yi with anticipation.

That was the Demon Hunting Hall Main Hall.

It had stood there for millions of years, braving the winds and rains, surrounded by towering black waves, yet it remained unscathed.

It had become a symbol.

Yet it still loomed like a dusky divine entity, deeply gazing towards the far reaches beyond the Black Sea.

Its massive form seemed to be the most powerful guarantee of protection for this front line.

On the walls, the mottled dark red bloodstains, undiminished after millions of years, stood testament to its significance in those ancient times.

Even today, it remains a nightmarish fortress in the hearts of countless Abyss Demon Beasts.

Swoosh... Xiao Yi took to the sky, heading towards the Main Hall.

The towering black waves that rolled around were all frozen into cold ice before they even got close to him.

Once he arrived in front of the Main Hall.

Xiao Yi paused slightly.

No Martial Artists guarded the outside of the Main Hall, for there was simply no need.

This was the East Sea Fortress, where no one dared to commit the slightest offense or show any disrespect to the Demon Hunting Hall Main Hall.

Most importantly, the Main Hall was enshrouded with an Ancient Prohibition.

Only those who held the Divine Martial King's Token, or the Flame Martial Palace Master's Token, could enter by disregarding the Prohibition.

All others should not even dream of entering.

Xiao Yi took out a Token, naturally, it was the Divine Martial King's Token.

The Token was brought near the Barrier.

Xiao Yi's figure flickered, and in an instant, he vanished from the spot.

He had already entered the interior of the Main Hall, without a sound, without any disturbance.

"The Ancient Restriction is truly exceptional," Xiao Yi smiled.

Afterward, he looked around.

The interior of the Main Hall was vast.

Inside was laid out much like the Main Hall, similarly, with countless palaces within.

However, it was deadly silent here, not a soul in sight, no other living being besides him.

For a hundred years, Xiao Yi was the first Martial Artist to enter here.

Xiao Yi strolled around and finally stopped in front of a palace.

"Gathering Spirit Hall." Xiao Yi glanced at the ancient characters in front of the palace and nodded.

The Gathering Spirit Hall was the heart of the entire Main Hall's Spirit Gathering Array.

The Spiritual Energy here was the most concentrated.

Xiao Yi would enter into cultivation here.

Legend has it that a million years ago, the Gathering Spirit Hall was the gathering place for true Ancient Heavenly Talents.

Xiao Yi pushed the door and entered.

Almost the instant his feet stepped into the Gathering Spirit Hall.

Boom... An overwhelmingly abundant Spiritual Energy rushed towards him.

Fully inside, the sight before Xiao Yi took him by surprise.

The surrounding Spiritual Energy was so dense it had turned milky white, visible to the naked eye.

So pure, so clean, even a single wisp was the most precious cultivation item for any Martial Artist.

On the ground, there were hundreds of meditation cushions.

Xiao Yi chose one at random, sat down cross-legged, and began his cultivation.

The cushion, an extraordinary item, had the effect of concentrating the mind, enhancing the speed of absorbing Spiritual Energy.

As Xiao Yi cultivated, he absorbed the thick, milky white Spiritual Energy around him.

Meanwhile, he took out the Eight Dragons Burning Fire Furnace to begin refining.

For him, dual-tasking was a breeze.

Cultivating while refining did not affect his normal cultivation.

At the same time, he produced two Universe Rings.

These two Universe Rings were given to him by the Senior Swordswoman earlier this morning.

They were the rewards for placing first in the third round of the competition, doubled.

Inside were contained copious Heavenly Materials and Earthly Treasures, Demon Beast Cores, and so on.

There were still ten drops of Black Sea Essence, as well as some other rare items.

Xiao Yi's cultivation retreat had officially begun.

While cultivating, he also refined elixirs, and at the same time, pondered the upcoming Demon Hunting Hall Heavenly Talent competition.

The Demon Hunting Hall Heavenly Talent competition would not start for another five days.

According to the woman's previous explanation, the reason why the Flame Martial Palace Master had arrived early

was firstly to open the East Sea barrier for everyone, and secondly to prepare for the impending, once-in-a-hundred-years Abyss Demon Beast invasion.

Arranging troops and setting up prohibition barriers, and so on.

The competition between the Heavenly Talents of the Demon Hunting Hall was to be personally presided over by the Flame Martial Palace Master and the fifteen Main Hall Masters.

Moreover, the Flame Martial Palace Master would be occupied with these preparations for at least the next five days.

Therefore, there were still five days until the competition.

Since he had previously promised the Hall Master that he would represent the Flame Martial Main Hall in combat, Xiao Yi would definitely participate in the competition.

That is to say, he would leave for a while after five days of cultivating here.

Of course, the rewards for the strongest competitor in the Demon Hunting Hall's Heavenly Talent competition were said to be incredibly generous.

Having vaguely formulated his plan, Xiao Yi stopped thinking about this matter and focused on cultivating.

At this moment, streams of pure Spiritual Energy entered his body's Small World, transforming into Primordial Power.

The Primordial Power in his Small World was increasing bit by bit.

He was already a cultivator at the Ninth Layer of the Heavenly Origin Realm; his Small World was filled to ninety percent, just ten percent shy of being full.

The effects of this milky-white Spiritual Energy were truly potent.

The level of Primordial Power in the Small World was visibly increasing at a rate that could almost be seen with the naked eye.

Four days later, his Small World was filled to ninety-nine percent, just one strand away from being completely full.

At the same time, he had stopped refining elixirs and had put away the Eight Dragons Burning Fire Furnace.

All the materials in the two Universe Rings had been refined.

In front of him, a small mountain-like pile of Pure Elixirs lay dense and manifold, each pill round and translucent, of Perfect Level.

All the reward materials in the two Universe Rings were above seventh-grade, and there were even a few of the eighth-grade.

In other words, the Pure Elixirs in front of him were all above seventh-grade.

With so many high-grade Elixirs, Xiao Yi was confident in breaking through the Extreme Realm in one go.

Time passed once again.

And then came the fifth day.

"Finally full," Xiao Yi said, his eyes brimming with joy.

In the Gathering Spirit Hall, after cultivating for five days and absorbing countless pure Spiritual Energy, he had finally filled the last ten percent of his Small World.

"Now, I just need to swallow the Elixirs. With the surge of power from the Elixirs, I can break through the realm's barrier in one fell swoop."

The last obstacle between the peak of the Heavenly Origin Realm and the Earth Extreme Realm, Xiao Yi planned to break through using the countless Elixirs in front of him.

One by one, he threw the Elixirs into his mouth as if they were sugar beans.

The Elixirs, once inside his belly, immediately transformed into pure power without any impurities remaining.

After swallowing a hundred pills, Xiao Yi's Small World underwent a sudden change.

The liquid Primordial Power, which had already filled his Small World, instantly solidified.

Yes, the "Ice Mountain Fire Sea" had returned.

After swallowing a thousand, the Ice Mountain Fire Sea, totaling three thousand three hundred thirty-three zhang in height, was completely formed.

Xiao Yi had anticipated this and also knew that the Ice Mountain Fire Sea would appear.

But according to the amount of power he usually needed, the large number of Elixirs he had refined should have been enough to make the breakthrough.

Even if not enough, he assumed he wouldn't be far off.

Half a day later.

When the entire 'mountain' of Elixirs in front of him was consumed, Xiao Yi fell into a stupor.

Because he still had not made the breakthrough.

In his Small World, the Ice Mountain Fire Sea was still growing.

In the past, although the Ice Mountain Fire Sea had always hindered his progress in breakthroughs.

But it never 'grew' itself; it was always three thousand three hundred thirty-three zhang, split evenly in half.

Now, for the first time, there was growth.

The Ice Mountain Fire Sea combined was taking up over four thousand zhang.

He could foresee what would happen next.

The Ice Mountain Fire Sea would keep growing, until it filled his entire Small World.

That is to say, until he turned his entire vast Small World into the 'Ice Mountain Fire Sea,' he could forget about making any breakthroughs.

"Done for," Xiao Yi muttered in dismay.

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The third update.