"It's over!"
Qiu Ling's face was filled with agony. His relentless, torrential attacks had only just begun to falter, allowing him to counterattack with a wave of Soul Hall Dou Zuns.
The Soul Hall Dou Zuns engaged Liu Xi, while Qing Hua retreated with ecstasy on their faces, fearing total defeat if they did not retreat.
The Seal of Three Thousand Flames had already been partially breached. As the saying goes, a thousand-mile dam will collapse with the slightest ant hole. Once that breach was created, the might of the Three Thousand Flames was enough to rip apart the remaining seal and absorb some of their own power.
The three Soul Hall Dou Zuns cursed each other and retreated swiftly.
One Dou Zun cursed:
"Damn it! When did this brat manage to break through to Dou Zun? And what about those two puppets? Damn these information gatherers!"
Another Dou Zun explained:
"Liu Xi doesn't attack often. Most of the time, it's his followers who do it. His strength should be at the level of Dou Zun's mid-level, maybe even high-level. Who knows when he'll break through?
This is crazy!
As for the puppets, they're probably rare growth stage puppets. The plan was prescribed by the Palace Master. Although there were some complications, fortunately, the Three Thousand Flames Flame was successfully removed."
The seal composed of spiritual power on the dragon's body transformed by the Three Thousand Flames Flame collapsed, and
The sealed consciousness of the Three Thousand Flames Flame began to awaken. After awakening, the Three Thousand Flames Flame mobilized a nearly limitless purple-black flame, attacking the gap in the seal, tearing it apart and expanding it.
The unrivaled might spread, suppressing even Dou Zun.
In the end, it was a terrifying flame spirit that even the three great masters of Dantha could neither pacify nor destroy, ultimately sealing it in the star field.
Seeing this, Qiu Ling's heart went cold. If the Three Thousand Flames of Flame were to break out of the seal, they would refuse to be sealed in the star field. Once freed, they would definitely take revenge on Shengdan City.
"This old man is a true Dantha sinner!"
Qiu Ling cried out in grief, his eyes filled with killing intent as he looked at Mu Gu and the three mysterious Dou Zuns of the Soul Palace.
Lu Xi's eyes flashed strangely as he retreated. The two Heavenly Demon Puppets faithfully guarding both sides reassured soothingly:
"Great Elder Qiu Ling, you don't have to be so pessimistic. Just because Mu Gu unsealed the Three Thousand Flames, it doesn't mean we can easily deal with them. Let's wait and see what happens."
"Master, you are absolutely right. Three Thousand Flames is incredibly smart and will not give up easily. But it is better to be prepared for the worst than the worst…"
Qiu Ling reluctantly accepted Liu Xi's words of comfort, his face still showing anxiety. The destruction of the seal had thrown everything into uncertainty.
"Roar!"
Three Thousand Flames, his stern dragon eyes finally opened, reflecting immense joy, and he let out a loud roar.
The giant dragon slowly rose to its feet. The fiery, terrifying aura mixed with the dragon's might condensed into an almost materialized air wave, sweeping in circles in all directions.
The entire star field seemed to tremble slightly, endless starlight pouring down, all merging into the dragon, replenishing the strength lost when the seal was released.
Mu Gu laughed heartily, his laughter filled with boundless joy, as if releasing all the pent-up anger. He said,
"Three Thousand Flames, as agreed, I will break the seal for you, and you will serve in the Soul Palace for three years. But first, we need to deal with these people. I'm sure you want to let off some steam too."
Mu Gu raised his head, glaring at Liu Xi with a sinister, malicious gaze. The others were simply acting out of convenience, destroying the next generation of Dant, and dealing with Liu Xi was revenge.
"Oh, why should I work for you, Soul Palace? "You're just trying to trick me into coming to the Soul Palace and steal my Origin Fire. What's the difference between you and those people?"
Three Thousand Flames sneered, his dragon eyes filled with human mockery.
Mu Gu's expression froze, and he immediately glared at Three Thousand Flames, threatening to burst into rage. Pointing at Three Thousand Flames, he cursed:
"You broke your promise and deceived me! Rejecting the Soul Palace's offer is an unwise decision. I advise you to think twice before acting." "
I have always deceived others; how could someone deceive me?" Mu Gu's rage boiled, and his words sounded somewhat harsh.
"Are you threatening me?!"
Three Thousand Flames flashed with disdain, his dragon eyes filled with disdain. The Three Thousand Flames Immortal, who had been fighting the three giants head-on, showed no fear in the face of Mu Gu's threats.
He stood up and opened his mouth, and a pillar of purple-black flames erupted from it, carrying a monstrous fury and a boundless, scorching aura of destruction.
The sudden explosion of the Three Thousand Flames pierced Mu Gu and the three Soul Hall Dou Zuns, leaving their heads in the grip of fear. They barely dodged the oncoming flames.
"Mu Gu, what are you doing? You're more of a ruin than an achievement, a worthless piece of shit..."
The Soul Hall Dou Zun pounced on Mu Gu, expressing his displeasure first.
Mu Gu's face darkened as he sank into thought. He had encountered Liu Xi at the Dan Conference and lost his championship title. Now, in front of the Three Thousand Flames, the Star Realm had become a betrayal and a deception.
Looking at Liu Xi and the others who were watching from the side, he felt a pang of hopelessness: this world was doomed. He was completely exhausted.
"Stop spouting nonsense! The Three Thousand Flames are uncontrollable. We have foreseen this. Construct the Ten Thousand Soul-Devouring Formation. First, draw the Three Thousand Flames that the Palace Master specifically requested."
Hearing the word "Palace Master," the other three dou zong fell silent, fear flashing in their eyes. One of them gritted his teeth and said,
"Okay, I'll listen to you one more time."
Mu Gu and the other three Dou Zong immediately rearranged themselves into a square, each occupying a corner. They formed hand seals, and a wave of Yin energy swept through their bodies.
"Ten-thousand Soul-devouring Formation, activate!"
With these words, the four Dou Zong formed the base of the formation. Endless black Yin energy gushed out, as if mixed with countless aggrieved souls and evil spirits.
Piteous cries echoed through the air. Thick, dark clouds piled up, as if eclipsing even the stars, forming a huge black dome that enveloped the Three Thousand Flames, isolating Liu Xi and the others from the outside world.
Seeing this, Qiu Ling's face darkened beyond recognition. He was initially quite happy to see the internal conflict between Sanqian Yanhuo and Mu Gu, but upon seeing the Ten Thousand Devouring Souls, he only felt disgust.
"The Cursed Soul Palace!"
The irreconcilable contradiction between Danta and the Soul Palace is that the Soul Palace captures souls from all over the continent, and the most powerful souls are none other than alchemists, so the Soul Palace often persecutes alchemists.
One can imagine Dante's feelings towards the Soul Palace, the sacred ground for alchemists. If it weren't for the fact that the Soul Palace is involved in many underhanded affairs, this power would have been swept away long ago.
This is precisely why most alchemists hate the Soul Palace so much, and no one wants to become its victim.
Including Liu Xi, but Liu Xi knows that the Soul Palace is just a tool, and the real mastermind is the Soul Clan, one of the eight ancient imperial clans.