Purple Sky City had been established for seven days, and yet Hunters continued to pour in ceaselessly.
Looking out over the horizon, the crowd of Hunters stretched endlessly, a black tide surging without end.
Despite this overwhelming scene, no one felt any pressure. With the defensive formation in place, there was no danger at all. People gathered atop the city walls, relentlessly slaughtering the invading Hunters.
Peter still manned a section of the wall alone, activating the Seven Kill Formation to annihilate the seemingly infinite army of Hunters pouring in.
Over the past few days, everyone’s levels had skyrocketed. Strangely enough, the ones who had progressed the most were the weaker disciples of the Blues Family.
This was all thanks to Peter. He had brought every Blues Family disciple into his team. With the Seven Kill Formation mowing down Hunters to provide shared experience, coupled with their own efforts in battle, every member of the Blues Family had advanced to demigod-level cultivation. A few had even reached the ranks of lower-tier gods.
…
In the World-in-Hand, John remained in seclusion, refining the Heart of the Continent.
Nearby, within the Immortals Legacy, several other strong cultivators were also in retreat, training diligently.
Over the past few days, their levels had climbed steadily, and their understanding of the Immortals Legacy had deepened, prompting them to enter seclusion for further breakthroughs.
This also provided a welcome respite. With the Four Symbols Guardian Formation in place, the Hunter armies posed no threat to Purple Sky City.
[Your cultivation has advanced to Two-Star Overseer (state of perfection), and you have received the blessing of The Heaven’s Laws…]
A system prompt flashed before John. After refining seven Hearts of the Continent in succession, his cultivation had broken through to reach the Two-Star state of perfection. Whoosh…
A powerful gust of wind surged, and his World-in-Hand descended a dazzling pillar of light.
This was the blessing of The Heaven’s Laws.
Compared to the first time he had received such a blessing, the current light pillar was much more intense, infused with a far greater concentration of the power of laws.
John frowned, standing bathed in the radiant light, feeling the energy of The Heaven’s Laws coursing through him.
“Hmph, just like last time,” he scoffed coldly. His gaze fixed on the descending pillar of light. The power of laws it contained was pure and enticing, yet its intent to erase his emotions was utterly unacceptable to him.
Buzz!
A sharp, resonating hum filled the air. A massive sword shadow tore through the void, aimed at the pillar of light.
At that moment, the Immortals Legacy beside him began to tremble faintly, emitting a low vibration.
To John’s astonishment, the scattered radiance of The Heaven’s Laws began to drift uncontrollably toward the Immortals Legacy.
“Huh?” John’s eyes narrowed in surprise. The Immortals Legacy could actually draw in the power of The Heaven’s Laws?
Bathed in the dazzling light, the giant sword formed by the Immortals Legacy seemed to be cloaked in a layer of holy brilliance, radiating an awe-inspiring luster.
He couldn’t help but recall how Sini had once sensed a resistance within the Immortals Legacy.
Could the Immortals Legacy truly possess consciousness? Otherwise, how could it autonomously refine the power of The Heaven’s Laws?
Nearby, the others who were meditating on the Immortals Legacy were startled out of their insights, their gazes fixed on the extraordinary scene with astonishment.
“Sir, what’s happening here?” Tony approached, his curiosity evident as he asked the question.
John shook his head. He couldn’t explain it either, though this development didn’t seem to be a bad thing.
The Heaven’s Laws had sought to erase his emotions, but the Immortals Legacy appeared unaffected.
The light pillar persisted for a full quarter of an hour before gradually dissipating.
When the Immortals Legacy returned to its original state, it once again resembled a simple, ancient stone sword. Yet John could clearly feel that it now contained a portion of The Heaven’s power of laws.
Perhaps others meditating on the Immortals Legacy might gain insights into this power, but controlling it would likely prove incredibly difficult.
Aside from Five-Star Overseers and Lord Gods, no one seemed capable of mastering The Heaven’s power of laws.
Of course, John was an exception. With his Plunder ability, his comprehension of The Heaven’s Laws had reached an astonishing 10%.
He decided not to dwell on this matter further. Retrieving another Heart of the Continent, he prepared to continue his refining.
[Your level is insufficient. Mid-tier gods are required to advance to Three-Star Overseer.]
The system prompt appeared.
Causing John’s brow to furrow deeply. He could no longer refine the Heart of the Continent. Advancing to Three-Star Overseer required the cultivation of a mid-tier god.
Ice Talker had never mentioned this restriction, likely because she didn’t know. After all, those capable of obtaining the Heart of the Continent were typically upper-tier gods at their
peak.
John was the sole exception-a demigod who had become an Overseer.
“Advancing to mid-tier gods…” he muttered, feeling a headache coming on.
Reaching mid-tier gods required a level of 50,000. Currently, he was only at level 20,000+, still far from the required threshold. Even with an endless supply of Hunters, leveling up to 50,000 in a short time seemed impossible.
“Forget it. I’ll refine soul essences for now. If that doesn’t work, I’ll declare open war on the Shadow Clan,” he decided, pulling out a large number of golden soul essences and ordinary soul essences to enhance his Soul Technique.
With his Golden Lotus Hellfire, a special flame, he could easily refine ordinary soul essences. However, the golden soul essences were more troublesome. Fortunately, he also possessed the Undying Flame, which he had obtained from slaying a powerful Shadow Clan warrior. By combining the Golden Lotus Hellfire with the Undying Flame, his refining efficiency increased significantly.
…
Another half month passed.
John had refined all the soul essences, boosting his Soul Technique by 3.8 million points,
bringing it to over 6.8 million!
His current Soul Technique far surpassed that of golden-patterned Hunters’ brood
mothers and even the strongest upper-tier gods at their peak.
Even if he encountered another Overseer, he would have no reason to fear.
However, peak upper-tier gods and Overseers often possessed formidable soul defenses, and
some could even withstand his Hellfire attacks. He wasn’t invincible.
The next step was to level up.
He still had four Hearts of the Continent that he couldn’t refine. Only by reaching level 50,000
as a mid-tier god could he further advance his Overseer rank.
There were still plenty of Hunters lingering around his territory.
But the strongest among them were mere demigods, offering far too little experience.
He thought about the Shadow Clan’s army of upper-tier gods. If he could provoke another monster tide attack, it would undoubtedly help him level up quickly.
For now, he wasn’t ready to launch an all-out war against the Shadow Clan, but establishing another city was entirely feasible. If necessary, he could always destroy it later. “John,” Sini’s figure suddenly appeared in the World-in-Hand, her tone urgent. “Ice Talker and her team have returned, but Ice Talker is severely injured and unconscious. Do you have
any way to help her?”
“Ice Talker is injured?” John was taken aback. Ice Talker was a Two-Star Peak Overseer-only a Three-Star Overseer could possibly harm her. Furthermore, as a respected figure within the Nature Clan, not even someone like Humdwar would dare act recklessly against her.
“Let’s take a look.” With a thought, John exited the World-in-Hand.
Sini followed closely behind.
John had granted her partial access to the World-in-Hand’s laws, and combined with her mastery of the power of the Nine Nether, she could now enter and exit freely.
In Purple Sky City.
Ice Talker lay unconscious in a chair.
The Emperor of the Underworld held two pills in his hand and carefully fed them to her.
“How is she?” Terran asked anxiously.
The Emperor of the Underworld shook his head gravely. “It’s no use. These Ice Restoration Pills can only sustain her life. Can’t you contact the Nature Lord God?”
Terran snapped irritably, “If I could contact the Nature Lord God, would I have come here in
the first place?”
The Emperor of the Underworld frowned and retorted angrily, “Don’t yell at me. It was your carelessness that caused her to fall into the Witches’ trap!”
Terran was about to fire back when John appeared. Both of them immediately approached
him.
“Godslayer, Ice Talker has been poisoned by Hellfire. Do you have a way to save her?” the
Emperor of the Underworld asked urgently.
“Hellfire?” John was startled. He turned his attention to the unconscious Ice Talker, took her
wrist, and carefully examined her condition.
“What a sinister power!” he exclaimed in surprise.
Indeed, Ice Talker had been infected with Hellfire. Its potency rivaled his Golden Lotus
Hellfire, but it carried a strange, malevolent energy that had seeped into her bones and was
burning her soul.
At the moment, Ice Talker’s soul was dangerously weakened, on the verge of collapse. The two Ice Restoration Pills the Emperor of the Underworld had given her were barely holding off the Hellfire’s corrosion, but it was far from a long-term solution.
“Wait. There’s more than just Hellfire in her body. There’s another, even more insidious
force!” John frowned deeply and turned to the two men.
Both of them looked bewildered; they knew nothing about this.
Terran asked urgently, “Can you remove it?”
John pondered for a moment before speaking. “I can handle the Hellfire, but the other force
will have to be dealt with by her. It won’t threaten her life, though.”
“That’s a relief. Please, cure the Hellfire poison first. As long as you can save her, we’ll follow
your lead in everything,” the Emperor of the Underworld said quickly.
Terran nodded in agreement. “Don’t worry. Ice Talker’s life isn’t in danger,” John reassured them. With a thought, he
brought Ice Talker into the World-in-Hand.
They appeared beneath the Tree of Life, a vital resource for the healing process. To save Ice
Talker, John would need the life energy provided by the tree.
“Sini, I’m going into seclusion. Don’t let anyone disturb me,” he instructed, setting up a
barrier around the Tree of Life.
Sini nodded, positioning herself nearby to ensure no one approached.
Ice Talker remained unconscious, her brows tightly furrowed, clearly enduring intense pain.
John felt a pang of sympathy. He suspected that her current state was connected to some significant opportunity she had encountered.
“Hang in there. It’ll be over soon,” he murmured softly. Taking a deep breath, he gently
grasped Ice Talker’s smooth, delicate hand. From deep within his soul, the Golden Flame
Lotus began to spin, drawing out the Hellfire poison.
Whoosh…
A dark flame surged from Ice Talker’s hand into John’s body.
“Hmm!” John frowned slightly. The black Hellfire was even more potent than he had
anticipated.
Fortunately, the Golden Flame Lotus, an unparalleled treasure, effortlessly refined and absorbed the dark fire.
Relieved, he shifted his hand up Ice Talker’s arm, continuing to extract the Hellfire poison.
However, he quickly ran into a problem.
He could sense the Hellfire poisoning her arm, but it seemed that the poison couldn’t be absorbed through her clothing.
It appeared he needed direct contact with her skin.
John glanced at the unconscious Ice Talker and sighed inwardly with resignation. He couldn’t
afford to hesitate. If he didn’t purge the Hellfire poison quickly, her soul would disintegrate, leading to her death.