The nine Dragon Souls were for the complete awakening of the Immemorial Golden Dragon, allowing him to fully inherit the Immemorial Golden Dragon's combat strength.
The nine Demon King Martial Souls were for the complete inheritance of the True Demon Emperor, as well as for the Nine Demon Divine Technique to evolve.
The twelve Saint Flame Martial Souls were for the sake of refining stronger pills.
As his cultivation increased in the future, without a suitable flame, he would not be able to refine higher grade pills.
He was a greedy martial artist, and he could not deny this fact.
Since he had the chance to obtain the Death Dark Flame Martial Soul today, he would not miss it.
He had already obtained the True Samadhi Flame Seed. If he could obtain the Death Dark Flame Martial Soul, he would have two of the twelve Saint Flames.
Although he was still far from gathering all of them, it was not something that he could not look forward to.
"It's actually one of the twelve Saint Flames, the Death Dark Flame. No wonder you suddenly became so strong. But so what?
Demon Eye, Inextinguishable Dark Flame! "
The Inextinguishable Dark Flame was a variant of the Death Dark Flame. One could say that they were father and son.
Of course, to a certain extent, the Inextinguishable Dark Flame was not as strong as the Death Dark Flame. However, when used together with the Demon Eye, the Inextinguishable Dark Flame's power would not lose to the Death Dark Flame at all.
The most terrifying thing was that this flame could burn continuously. As long as it was formed, it would continue to burn without stopping unless a special method was used. It did not require any materials or air.
The black flame that covered the sky and the earth intertwined with the Death Dark Flame Martial Soul's skeletal hand.
As time passed, it was obvious that the Death Dark Flame Martial Soul was at a disadvantage.
Or was it because the Fire Demon Ancestor's body was too weak that the Death Dark Flame Martial Soul could not unleash its full strength?
Many of the young powerhouses below the stage frowned. They had heard of Mo Wushang's strength before, but they had never seen it before.
Now that they had seen it, it was too shocking.
One could figure out the strength of others, but Mo Wushang's strength was unfathomable.
That Demon Eye was too mysterious.
The Fire Demon Ancestor's expression was ugly.
The Flame Deity, who was secretly controlling the Fire Demon Ancestor, had an even uglier expression.
Originally, he thought that with his Death Dark Flame Martial Soul controlling the Fire Demon Ancestor's body, he could easily defeat all the other martial Soul except the Holy Son Hime Myung-kō.
But now, it seemed like he had underestimated these young people.
Especially this Mo Wushang.
Right now, Mo Wushang was merely defending, and he was already at his wits' end. If Mo Wushang were to really attack, would he be able to win?
The Flame Deity's eyes flashed, and the aura of the Fire Demon Venerable on the stage rose again.
"White Bone Life-Exterminating Saber!"
A white bone saber appeared in the hands of Fire Demon Reverend. It was a demonic saber that was formed entirely from the Qi of Death and souls of the dead.
Although it didn't actually exist, its power didn't lose to any real treasured saber.
Once this saber was unleashed, it would kill all life and emotions. Huo Demon Venerable would completely turn into a cold devil, losing all emotions.
His only goal was to kill!
Kill everything in front of him, destroy everything in front of him.
"It's useless. In front of my Demonic Eye, everything is just a facade!"
Mo Wushang still had no intention of attacking. Instead, he chose to defend himself. After all, he had said that he would let his opponent have two moves first. This was only the second move.
"Demon Eye – Annihilation!"
"Magic Eye – Illusion!"
He used two moves in a row.
The first move destroyed all the power except for the White Bone Life-Exterminating Blade.
The second move caused the entire stage to fall into a strange illusion.
On the stage, Huo Demon Venerable suddenly stopped moving. Instead, he let out a miserable shriek.
"Not good. Huo Demon Venerable has fallen into Mo Wushang's illusion. There's nothing to see now. He's definitely going to lose."
Someone exclaimed from below the stage.
This person had seen Mo Wushang's illusion before. His opponents would often be defeated by him without them knowing.
"That might not be the case."
Ling Xiao shook his head. "Huo Demon Venerable is a little special."
"Special?"
Hearing Ling Xiao's words, Qin Bixue couldn't help but twitch his mouth. He couldn't tell what was special about Huo Demon Venerable.
However, in the next moment, just as Mo Wushang was about to win, a blurry human figure formed from the Dark Flames of Death appeared behind Huo Demon Venerable.
This human figure of flames pounced towards Mo Wushang at lightning speed.
"Ah!"
Someone exclaimed. A Martial Soul could actually take the initiative to attack when one's body was in an illusion. This was unheard of.
Ling Xiao snorted. This was indeed unheard of. However, this Martial Soul didn't belong to Huo Demon Venerable. Hence, it was normal for it to attack Mo Wushang.
In the face of a sudden attack …
Mo Wushang was indeed surprised.
However, the most shocking thing happened.
The Martial Soul's attack actually penetrated Mo Wushang's body, but it didn't hurt him.
"What's going on? It's not a physical body? "
This time, the audience was even more shocked.
The Mo Wushang on the stage wasn't a physical body?
Then where was the real Mo Wushang?
"Junior Brother Ling, what do you think?"
Lan Yu 'er asked doubtfully.
"His demonic eye might be connected to another space. His real body is in there, and the one outside is just an illusion."
Ling Xiao explained.
"What! Doesn't that make him invincible? "
Dai Yuling asked in shock.
"Not necessarily. An illusion can't attack. It can only defend."
Ling Xiao replied.
Although Mo Wushang's demonic eye was strange, it couldn't escape the analysis of Ling Xiao's Martial Soul.
"I see! If that's the case, then his illusion should have lost its effect, right? "
Lan Yu 'er nodded and asked again.
"That's right. Look, Huo Demon Venerable has returned to normal."
"Hahaha, Mo Wushang, you're really strong. It seems like I've underestimated you guys. Forget it. What's the harm in losing to you? I admit defeat."
Huo Demon Venerable laughed and gave up the battle. He took the initiative to admit defeat.
Of course, this was The Flame Deity's decision.
The Flame Deity knew that he didn't need to reveal his full strength so quickly. It would be enough if he defeated the last martial artist with close to nine cauldrons of luck.
Perhaps it would be the Holy Son, Hime Myung-kō.
Or perhaps it would be Ling Xiao.
Of course, it could also be Mo Wushang.
Although there might not be a chance to fight on the stage, there would be plenty of opportunities after the competition.
Fish had to be fattened up before eating.
Anyway, he knew that there would be a huge change after the Martial Arts Festival. At that time, it would be his chance.
…
After absorbing Huo Demon Venerable's nine cauldrons of luck, Mo Wushang finally completed his eighth cauldron. He was getting closer and closer to Hime Myung-kō.
"What's the meaning of this? All bark and no bite. Why did Huo Demon Venerable admit defeat in the end?"
"I think Mo Wushang is too strong. That's why Huo Demon Venerable knew that he couldn't win."
"Impossible. His Martial Soul can be separated from his body. This is the best way to counter Soul Secret Arts."
"Then I don't understand. Maybe the two of them know each other?"
"Forget it. Let's stop guessing. The battle is over. Let's watch the competition."
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