This left Albert rather shocked. After all, a single vial of Eight-Star soul liquid cost millions. Even though he now received a stipend as acting head of the First Academy, it still stung whenever he used one. Yet right now, simply purifying this Soul Gold Dew could achieve the same effect?This Cave Heavenly Secret Realm is truly a top-tier secret realm. I wonder how the Netherworld Saint Clan managed to construct it? Albert marveled inwardly. Of course, he also understood that ordinary Soul Gold Dew was not this effective — the real key lay in the purification of the Netherworld Soul Flame.It seemed that this so-called Netherworld Divine Forging Art was far from ordinary, even within the Netherworld Saint Clan.Albert’s mind raced. Then he suddenly thought of something and quickly glanced at the jade bottle holding his Soul Gold Dew, only to freeze when he found it completely empty.Unwittingly, he had just purified all the Soul Gold Dew he had worked so hard to collect.All that

But they never succeeded. At that moment, several figures stepped out from the forest and unleashed devastating soul techniques. Massive energy shot into the sky, and as the torrents of soul power swept past, even intruders at the Early Heavenly Spirit Realm were instantly obliterated.Only a handful of lucky ones hastily retreated, their faces filled with terror.The light image froze here, fixing on those mysterious figures. Their expressions were utterly calm, as if they possessed no emotions at all.What caught Albert’s attention was that they wore identical standard robes, inscribed with patterns of all creation in heaven and earth.In such a special environment, the appearance of figures in unified sect robes allowed Albert to guess their identities almost immediately.Could these people… be disciples of the Netherworld Saint Clan?As the image ended, everyone fell silent. Judging from their thoughtful expressions, they had likely reached the same conclusion as Albert.After all

Along the way, they were blocked by several more waves of Netherworld Saint Clan disciples, and the resistance grew increasingly fierce. By the later stages, some of their group had begun to sustain injuries.The incinerating power wielded by the Netherworld Saint Clan disciples caused the group no end of trouble.When fighting such opponents, even if one held the upper hand, one fact remained unchanged: their soul power consumption was always far greater than normal.Unless one possessed absolute overwhelming strength, anyone facing a Netherworld Saint Clan disciple would find them an exceedingly tough nut to crack.Watching the others look utterly miserable, Albert’s gaze burned brighter and brighter. He stared deep into the mountains; his interest in the Netherworld Saint Clan was growing by the moment.No matter what, he had to enter the Golden Hall today and see it for himself.As the group pushed forward wave after wave, they finally entered the depths of the mountain range. Ami

Albert said with a grin, I had a hunch. With such an impressive build, who else among the younger generation of the Sterling Supreme Clan could it be but you, Selene?From what he knew, the Sterling Supreme Clan regarded plumpness as beauty and took great pride in their physique.Sure enough, Selene brightened up instantly at the words and looked at Albert with a touch more favor.Albert asked, Brother Selene, how long have you been lying here?Selene replied, Ages. We came in with the last group, but most of them are dead by now. I didn’t want to give up, so I’ve been lying low waiting for a chance.Albert nodded, about to speak further, when he spotted another flaming feather shooting toward them from the corner of his eye. He ducked down and watched as the feather stabbed straight into Selene’s buttock, blowing a bloody hole open.Selene’s bulky body trembled. He stared silently at Albert, about to speak, but Albert cut him off first.Brother Selene, your mighty frame is like a mou

His body tensed up; the dragon-shaped mark between his brows remained activated, and his soul power surged ceaselessly within him, not relaxing in the slightest.Proceeding with extreme caution, Albert approached the stone platform once more, yet the three shadowy projections of the Netherworld Saint Clan disciples made no move to stop him.And so Albert reached the stone lamp without incident.With a sweep of his sleeve, the Soul Golden Dew inside the lamp rose slowly. He quickly took out a jade bottle and stored every drop of it.The whole process was unbelievably smooth, and the three shadows beside him showed no sign of attacking.Albert felt a surge of joy. He stared at the wisp of Netherworld Soul Flame in his palm, a thoughtful look in his eyes.Judging from the reactions of these Netherworld Saint Clan disciples, clearly not all of them qualified to cultivate the Netherworld Soul Flame. Anyone who could master this flame must have held a high status within the clan.Furthermor