1196: C1196 Soul Transformation

C1196 Soul Transformation

"He's really fine!"

When they heard Murong Yu's voice transmission, Zhao Zhiqing and the rest were shocked for a moment before they became excited. Although Murong Yu only said one sentence to them and then stopped talking, at least he knew that Murong Yu was safe.

What could make Zhao Zhiqing and the others happier than Murong Yu's safety?

No, at least not for the time being.

While Zhao Zhiqing and the rest were excited by Murong Yu's news, Murong Xuan had already sent out one order after another.

Everyone knew about the trembling of the Divine Realm. However, no one knew that the Divine Realm's experts had already opened a passage in the Divine Realm's barrier. At this moment, they were setting up all sorts of formations and restrictions on the opened tunnel. His goal was to teleport down a large number of Saints in order to revive the Wasteland and sacrifice their lives once again.

Although they didn't know that the Saints had descended once again, all the major and minor forces of the Divine Realm had made their preparations after Murong Xuan's order.

The various factions began to disperse their disciples. In fact, they were even sent to other continents. This was because they all knew what the Saints were capable of. They would capture them all and gather them together on a certain continent for a blood sacrifice.

If they were to gather together, they would only end up being wiped out by the Saints. Although they were separated, their power was also dispersed. But at least it would reduce the chances of being eaten in one go.

As these factions scattered, powers like Fann Family and other factions that were relatively close to Murong Yu and Glory Sect once again gathered towards the Glory Sect.

This time, they were all going to gather in the Sacred Mountain. With the Holy Mountain's over one hundred million quasi-sage realm cultivators, even if those saints attacked, they would still be unable to obtain any benefits.

As for taking the initiative to attack? Without Murong Yu's order, they wouldn't take the initiative to attack. Furthermore, without the mystical Heetu Luo Shu, even if they took the initiative to attack, they wouldn't be able to achieve any surprise attack.

In that case, he would have to face a Saint head on. Only, the one who suffered the most in a head-on clash was still the Glory Sect. Because there were only a few Quasi-Saints in the Divine Realm, one less would mean death. However, the number of saints in the Holy Realm were like the number of sand in the Eternal River.

At the Dragon Clan Graveyard, Murong Yu temporarily merged with the Hellfire Flames of Hell, his heart filled with killing intent.

At this moment, he couldn't wait to leave the Dragon Clan Graveyard and return to Divine Realm to capture all of those Saints in one go. But in the end, he endured the impulse in his heart.

Even if he had control of the Divine Realm, a saint was still able to forcefully open the passage to the Divine Realm and send a saint in. Even if Murong Yu stopped them this time, what about the next time?

How long could Murong Yu last against the endless attacks of Saints?

He had to find a permanent way to prevent the saints from descending. In that case, there was only one way to use his absolute power to frighten those Saints.

However, how could he frighten them?

Kill one each, kill a pair! Kill all the saints of the lower realms! The more they killed, the more afraid they would be of the Saints.

However, Saints were Saints after all. Murong Yu, the master of Divine Realm, could use the power of the Divine Realm to kill them. But it was a bit difficult, and it also required the source energy of the Divine Realm.

In the end, it was still because of his strength. He wasn't strong enough. The stronger he was, the stronger his ability to use Divine Realm to kill Saints was. As long as his soul transformed, his strength would grow exponentially once again, and at that time …

Murong Yu sneered in his heart. He did not stop the Saints who were building the transfer arrays.

To fuse with the Hellfire Flames, and increase his strength!

Murong Yu split his attention to pay attention to Divine Realm and Glory Sect, but most of his attention was focused on merging with the Hell-ice Flames.

Although a hole had been opened in the Divine Realm Barrier, it still possessed the ability to automatically repair it. After being opened, a large amount of Divine Realm energy was used to repair the Divine Realm barrier.

In order to not get blocked up by the tunnel that they had painstakingly opened up, the experts of Divine Realm could only continuously provide their energy, resisting the power of the repairs that they had made.

At this time, countless saints were descending from the Holy Realm. Some laid all sorts of formations in the opening to prevent it from being repaired. As for some, they would directly set up teleportation arrays.

Even a saint would not be able to complete such a huge project in a short period of time. Furthermore, Murong Yu kept trying to trip them up, making it much more difficult for them.

Murong Yu did not make a move, he was only controlling the Divine Realm's recovery rate to continuously increase, causing the saint's efficiency to become extremely slow. However, because Murong Yu was only a form of harassment, he couldn't stop the saint's footsteps. A few years later, the Sage had finally completely fixed this passage, and the transfer array had already been set up.

Swoosh! Swoosh! Swoosh!

One figure after another rushed out of the teleportation formation. They were all Saints who had their realms suppressed.

Tens of thousands, hundreds of thousands, millions. In the end, there were even tens of millions of Saints who were sent down. It was ten times more powerful than before. It could be seen how resolute they were in their decision to revive the Wasteland.

Or perhaps it could be said that the price they paid to come down was too great. If he couldn't succeed, then he wouldn't have a chance. Therefore, this was their last chance. They could only succeed and not lose.

Tens of millions of sage realm cultivators all gathered here, and all of them immediately felt their Divine Realm vibrate. However, in these few years, the Divine Realm had long since prepared a response.

Countless powers had been dispersed long ago, and countless divine gods were scattered across continents of all kinds. Not many people were gathered here.

In this way, even if the Saints wanted to capture them, it would still take a very long time.

However, even if this was the case, it would still not be able to resist the determination of the Saints to revive Desolate Land. After these Saints descended, they immediately flew away, charging in all directions. Everywhere they passed, one saint after another was taken into the storage space.

It was clear that they had prepared these Spatial Treasure before they came to the lower realms. If it weren't for the fact that all the Gods had been scattered, they probably would have caught a sufficient number of Gods very soon.

"This can't go on. Although the gods were scattered, they would eventually be able to capture enough strength. "At that time, if the second wasteland appears, I won't be able to handle it." Murong Yu, who was constantly absorbing the Hellish Ice Flame, frowned.

Previously, he still lacked 1% of his soul and hadn't fully transformed into a Hell-Ice Flame Soul. And now, many years later, even though he was constantly fusing with more Hell-Ice Flames, there was no change to this one percent.

"Do I have to go deeper and absorb more powerful hell ice flames?" Murong Yu looked at the bottom of the volcano, where the Hell-Ice Flames could already threaten his soul. It was precisely because of this that he didn't go down.

"As the saying goes, wealth comes from danger. If one doesn't enter a wolf's den, how can one gain a tiger?" Murong Yu thought for a while and immediately decided to go down. However, he did not want his own soul to be annihilated. In the process, he had already brought out the Heetu.

The moment his soul was in danger, the Heetu would immediately keep him inside.

Swish!

With a thought, Murong Yu went down and rushed to the deepest part of the volcano.

Swoosh! Swoosh!

Along the way, Murong Yu's soul was almost burnt into a deformed shape. Endless, indescribable pain made his soul feel as if it was about to explode.

However, Murong Yu clenched his teeth and endured it. Furthermore, as he descended, he continued to absorb and devour the Hellfire Flames of Hell.

Because, Murong Yu was pleasantly surprised to find out that his final 1% of his soul that had not changed since the beginning to transform into the Underworld Ice Flame's soul.

This was definitely a good thing for him. Thus, no matter how painful it was, he had to grit his teeth and endure it.

Finally, Murong Yu stopped.

He couldn't continue any longer. His location had already reached the limit that his soul could endure. If this went on, his soul would be annihilated.

Although Murong Yu wanted to go deeper into the volcano, he instinctively felt that there must be treasures down there. However, he still suppressed the desire to explore.

After all, raising his strength and resisting Holy Realm was the most important thing right now.

One percent of the soul didn't seem to be much, but one didn't seem to be much. A few years passed in a flash.

Today, Murong Yu's soul couldn't help but tremble because of his excitement. Why should I be excited? This was because his soul was about to completely transform into the Underworld's Ice Flame's soul.

Bang!

Half a day later, Murong Yu felt his soul shake! At this moment, his soul had completed its transformation, becoming a hundred percent of the Underworld Ice Flame's soul.

At this moment, he felt that the Hell's Ice Flame inside the volcano no longer posed any threat to him. Even if he wanted to go down to the deepest part of the volcano, there was no problem.

At this moment, his soul had already completely turned into a ball of burning Hellfire. A ball of Underworld Ice Flame with a soul.0

Powerful! Powerful! Powerful!

The moment Murong Yu's soul transformed completely, he felt that his soul was getting stronger and stronger, and it was rising to a higher level! It was as if in an instant, his soul had risen from a mortal to a god, or even a saint.

At this moment, Murong Yu even felt that he would never die.

Of course, it was impossible for him to remain immortal forever, but he confirmed that his lifespan had increased by countless times at this moment.

Generally speaking, Heavenly Sovereign and quasi-sage realm cultivators had a trillion years of lifespan. However, Murong Yu's lifespan had increased by ten times, a hundred times, a thousand times, or even ten thousand times!

At least billions of years of lifespan. No quasi-Saint could compare to his lifespan!

Other than the increase in his lifespan, Murong Yu also felt that his strength had also increased by countless times. However, he was currently in a soul state and didn't know how powerful he would be.

However, what he was certain of now was that he could easily destroy the soul of any Tenth Rank Quasi-saint, and even the soul of an ordinary saint. No matter how strong he was or how strong his defense was.

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