In the afternoon, it was time for the Soul Power class.
To the east of the Navia Academy, there was a forest. The forest was lush and green. And right in the middle of the forest, there was a huge lake filled with lotus flowers. Each lotus leaf was about two meters in size, with a rush cushion placed on it for students to sit on and cultivate. This was the Soul Power Lake.
Deep in the bottom of the lake, there was a huge formation that could gather the energy between heaven and earth and convert it into Soul Power through the formation.
Those broad lotus leaves in the Soul Power Lake were made of an unknown material. They seemed like individual cultivation platforms, and each leaf could accommodate one student for cultivation. Such a Soul Power Lake was an essential cultivation holy land for every academy. However, the scale of the Soul Power Lake in each academy was different. In fact, it was similar to the cultivation room in Albert Martin's family. If we just talked about the effect, the cultivation room in Albert Martin's family definitely had a better effect. The Soul Power Lake could allow many students to cultivate at the same time, while the cultivation room in his family was only for his own use.
Not every family could afford such conditions.
The lotus leaves in the Soul Power Lake were divided into three types to distinguish them: blue leaves, red leaves, and purple leaves. Around the surface of the lake were all blue leaves. Blue leaves were the most numerous, accounting for 60% of the total. Among the remaining 40%, 30% were red leaves, and only 10% in the middle of the lake were purple leaves. The number of purple leaves was especially scarce. Naturally, the effect on the purple leaves was stronger than that on the other two types of leaves. Most of the purple leaves were occupied by Class One. This was understandable. After all, Class One was the core of the Navia Academy. There were hundreds of people in Class Two, but they were only allocated ten purple leaves. As for Class Three and Class Four which were even further behind, they were not even eligible to enjoy the purple leaves. From this, we can see how rare and precious the purple leaves were.
The Soul Power Lake was only open for half a day every day. There was a big bell floating above the lake. When the bell rang, it meant that it had started. This moment was the one that all the students were looking forward to the most. At this time, with the reverberation of the bell, many students, full of excitement, rushed into the lake along the vines in the lake like a tide.
Albert Martin also came to the Soul Power Lake along with the flow of people. He looked at the ten purple leaves in the center of the lake and suddenly felt a bit embarrassed. Among the ten purple leaves of Class Two, one used to belong to him. After all, in terms of strength, he was second only to Simon in Class Two. It was just that later, because of the problem with his soul, he gave away his purple leaf. This resulted in that now he seemed to have no suitable place, and he was also too embarrassed to ask for the purple leaf that had belonged to him before.
"Forget it. Let's make do with it for now." After thinking for a moment, Albert Martin walked towards a red leaf of Class Two. When Albert Martin was walking towards the red leaf, in the middle area of the Soul Power Lake, some gazes with various complicated emotions lingered on him.
In the center of the lake, several people's gazes were directed at where Albert Martin was.
"This Albert Martin has finally shown up at the academy." Rosalie folded her arms across her chest. Her close-fitting school uniform perfectly outlined her well-developed and delicate figure. Her charming and pretty face with a touch of coquettishness and her snow-white and tender skin attracted many young boys around to frequently cast their eyes on her.
She stared closely at Albert Martin's figure, slightly pursed her lips, and said, "Is he trying to avoid Henry by doing this? What a waste of his handsome looks." Beside her, a group of girlfriends were also whispering and sighing.
"Rosalie, when Albert Martin was in Class One back then, you were his little fangirl." One of her companions teased. The teased girl immediately blushed and stamped her foot to fight back, "It's like you didn't have a crush on him before!" Back then, when Albert Martin first arrived at Class One, he was an outstanding figure that no one could match. He was not only handsome but also showed extraordinary comprehension. Most importantly, the Martin family was one of the top families at that time. Such a young man who was handsome, talented, and had a powerful background, which girl wouldn't be attracted to him?
However, as time passed, the halo on Albert Martin began to fade gradually. First of all, the disappearance of his parents directly led to a significant decline in the status and strength of the Martin family. After that, it was revealed that Albert Martin had no soul, which pushed him into the trough of life. As a result, the once outstanding figure in Class One was transferred to Class Two. By this time, it did seem inappropriate to still have a crush on him. Rosalie listened to the chattering comments of her girlfriends beside her and shook her head helplessly, saying, "A bunch of silly girls.
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Albert instinctively stretched out his palm and seized the streak of saber light firmly in his grasp.At that moment, the golden staff shadow pierced through the void toward him.Torrents of surging power erupted from Albert’s body, wrapping around the saber in his hand as it crashed headlong into the staff’s shadow.A sharp, ringing clang of metal exploded outward, whipping up towering waves across the vast lake far below.To Albert’s immense delight, the blade in his hand did not shatter this time.For the first time, the Ancestor’s dragon-coiled golden staff, famed for smashing treasure artifacts, failed to work its destructive magic.Albert leaped backward and stared in awe at the blade in his grip. Could this be… his reforged Golden Jade Saber?The saber retained its traditional straight-bladed shape, yet its body was far more elongated than before. Golden light swirled around the hilt, inlaid with patterns resembling dragon scales.Sharp golden speckles dotted the blade’s surfac
Chapter 1226
Dennis beside him asked in confusion, Father, why does the Ancestor look nothing like his portraits?The others quickly nodded in agreement. The Ancestor was the undisputed legend of the entire Supreme Martin Clan, so everyone was endlessly curious about him.Thomas replied, This is not the Ancestor’s true physical form.Cyrus pressed, A clone, then?Thomas spoke slowly, Not exactly a clone… This is merely a wisp of consciousness the Ancestor left behind when he forged the Demon Abyss all those years ago.A wisp of consciousness? Shock washed over the group. Could a mere fragment of thought persist for so many centuries?This is no ordinary strand of consciousness. The Ancestor shaped it by drawing a fragment of his own past self. You may view the figure before us as the Ancestor in his Divine Realm era.He is utterly authentic and virtually indestructible—no being under heaven can erase the consciousness of a Supreme.A simple wisp of thought deemed unkillable? The crowd sat stunned
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Dennis let out a sigh and smiled wistfully. This scene takes me back to when Third Brother led the First Courtyard Legion to clear the Demon Abyss all those years ago.Cyrus smiled as well. This boy Albert has quite the lofty spirit, insisting on tackling the seventy-second floor right now. It’s plain to see he’s aiming straight to outdo his father.The other manor lords could not help but chuckle. Albert’s motive was far too obvious, and the sight of a son striving to surpass his own father carried a hint of amusement.A faint smile flickered in Thomas’s eyes. I wonder what expression Andrew will wear if he returns to find every one of his old records broken by his son.The group laughed in agreement. It was rare to hear Thomas crack such a dry jest, so they were quick to play along.Walden, Manor Lord of the Fourth Courtyard, spoke up. When Lord Andrew challenged the seventy-second floor, he faced a Four-Star Divine Realm Dragon—that stood as the pinnacle hardship any legion had eve
Chapter 1224
After speaking, his gaze suddenly lingered on Dale, for he noticed the soul force rippling off the latter’s body felt far purer and fiercer than before.Elder Brother, you’ve…Isabel cut in beside him, a hint of envy in her tone. His soul has evolved; he’s now Pseudo Nine-Star.Dale scratched his head with a sheepish grin. I have Third Brother’s gift of the Void Heavenly Dew to thank. Without it, my soul evolution would’ve taken ages more to build up enough momentum.Truth be told, it was almost wasted on me. I’ve never been one to pick fights with others—it would’ve suited Isabel far better. He stole a quick glance at Isabel as he said this.Isabel let out a soft huff. As if I’d care for it.Albert smiled. No worries. I’ll hunt down far finer treasures for Elder Sister later on.Isabel’s face lit up instantly. Only little brother knows how to look out for me.She bore no real resentment. She well understood that Void Heavenly Dew yielded its greatest potency during soul evolution. Th
Chapter 1223
The black dragon roared, snapping open its fanged maw wide. A surging stream of black dragon breath, steeped in corrosive might, blasted straight toward the fiend chieftain.The fiend chieftain let out a shrill shriek. Two ten-thousand-meter dark beams shot forth from its giant eyes, blazing with searing heat that warped the void itself.The two terrifying forces collided, shattering the space between them endlessly.In the end, the fiend chieftain still gained the upper hand; the black dragon breath dissolved steadily wherever the dark beams swept.Faint sighs seemed to echo through the void, coming from high-ranking elders of the Supreme Martin Clan who were watching Albert’s battle closely.From what they could see, this Upper Three-Star Divine Realm fiend chieftain was an immensely formidable roadblock.If Albert failed to break past its blockade, reaching the seventy-second and final floor would be all but impossible.Just as they lamented this turn, a faint sword hum suddenly ra
Chapter 1222
Within the billowing dust, a colossal shape loomed indistinctly. As the haze slowly settled, a towering figure hundreds of meters tall stood firm between heaven and earth.It was the chieftain of the Demon Fiends, bearing eight massive arms. Countless ancient, arcane runes were etched across its enormous frame, shimmering with eerie, shifting luminescence.This fiend chieftain possessed terrifying brute strength. With every exhale and inhale, it spewed raging energy tempests that rampaged and laid waste across the mountain valleys, acting as if it were a behemoth of annihilation.Far off, the eight thousand soldiers of the First Courtyard Legion watched the fiend chieftain with stern, resolute expressions. After weeks of grueling trials, every troop member’s power had surged dramatically. Their essence, energy, and spirit had been forged to peak perfection, bolstered by unshakable faith forged from streak after streak of victories.Under Albert’s leadership, they had fought their way
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