Jhi Chen shifted his gaze around. From all directions, hundreds of millions of white spirits still shot forward, looking for a gap to avoid destruction. They continued to charge, using more complex tactics. No longer attacking randomly, those spirits began to form patterns. Hundreds of river streams shot toward them! However, that was no ordinary river of water. That was a collection of white spirit armies moving in a formation resembling a swift river stream. Like an unstoppable current, they rolled with extraordinary speed, looking for a gap among the defenses of Jhi Chen, Nuwang Mei, and Wuxing. The wave of war in the Lightless City had just begun! “Scatter!” shouted Jhi Chen, his voice echoing in the middle of the fierce battle. WHOOSH!! WHOOSH!! Like a flash of lightning, Wen Shan and Wen Xue immediately shot flying, moving fast to avoid the brutal attack from the white spirits. Jhi Chen and the Nine-Headed Black Dragon also separated, taking their respective positions in

As that vortex reached its maximum point, his body vibrated. An explosion of energy occurred within his soul ocean, not a destructive explosion, but an explosion that signified a breakthrough. Every fiber of his existence felt like it permeated deeper into the laws of the universe, as if he was increasingly fusing with the flow of the cosmos itself. The soul ocean that previously rippled wildly, now turned into a vast and calm ocean, but with an unmeasurable depth. If previously his soul ocean was only a manifestation of energy, now it had become something more than just that, an existence that brought the tracks of higher, more absolute laws. Jhi Chen slowly opened his eyes, but inside his eyes now there was no longer just an ordinary radiance of light. An unimaginable depth, like looking into a void that contained everything, radiated from his gaze. His soul power had broken through from the early stage of half Divine TAO to the middle stage of half Divine TAO. At that very

Jhi Chen's reason made sense. He never took steps without a definite basis. If the Hell Dragon Whip which had now fused with the Slaying Dragon Sword was useless in this place, then what was the point of him having to painstakingly sacrifice their lives to explore the black fire ocean in the Hell Realm for many years? Now, as the battlefield shifted to the Lightless City swallowed by eternal darkness, the power of the soul monster created by Jhi Chen began to shake everything. Many gold spirits, creatures formed from the soul essence of the old rulers of the Hell Realm began to be swallowed alive by the suction power of that soul monster. Their glowing bodies faded as they were pulled inside, and they screamed without a sound, as if their consciousness was pulled into a vortex of nothingness. Meanwhile, those who still tried to escape relying on techniques or speed, were instead faced with a faster death. The Slaying Dragon Sword, which had fully fused with the power of the Hell

The Killer Dragon whose body was now fully controlled by the Hell Dragon stared sharply at the heart that slowly expanded in the air. The heart beat with an unnatural rhythm, its every throb triggered spatial distortions, as if rejecting the existence of the dimensions around it. The shiny black scales that wrapped the dragon's body seemed to reflect sparks of destructive energy that increasingly rampaged. From those scales, black vapor billowed like a heavenly poison that merged with the void. The look in its eyes turned cold and full of calculation. In that gaze, there was a pressure that could make a soul detach from the body, dragging anyone's consciousness into the abyss of endless void. However, the center of the dragon's attention was not anyone who was around. It only focused its entire perception on the heart floating in the air. The heart emitted a very alien aura, even for an entity of the Hell Dragon's class. An aura that refused to be understood, an aura that was not su

On the other side, Jhi Chen had moved. He did not speak, did not need to utter a command. With one palm movement, a storm of chaos swept the sky. A lightning storm shot striking from end to end of the space, and a spatial storm appeared simultaneously, three storms that represented structural chaos, the erasure of order, and absolute disorder. The sky trembled. The ground below, although no longer inhabited, seemed to scream due to a pressure that had never been felt since the birth of the Hell Realm. However, the Heart of Space merely lifted one part of itself, like an invisible heartbeat throb, yet spreading pressure beyond logical bounds. "Small skills like that, you wanted to face me?" it snorted. That utterance was not loud, but shook to the limits of consciousness. Suddenly, spatial fluctuations that were deeper and more complex spurted from its body. Those fluctuations did not only distort space, but swallowed the spatial laws themselves. Space was no longer something that c