Seizing Destiny From Heavens Hands-Chapter 497: Return to the Outpost — Possessed by Three Souls

Chapter 497: Return to the Outpost — Possessed by Three Souls

Zhang Longxiang and the others suddenly turned pale.

Even if they had never seen an Eternal Flame in person, they had read of them in countless ancient texts.

The Void Scorching Flame—its name was well-known.

It was said to originate from beyond the heavens, born within the void itself.

Even a light burn from it could tear space apart and reduce everything to nothingness.

But many cultivators didn’t even understand what the void was, let alone grasp the concept of the Void Scorching Flame.

Only experts at Zhang Longxiang’s level could barely sense the existence of the void.

"Heaven and earth are like a yolk. The void is the egg white that surrounds it."

"The Void Scorching Flame is terrifying. Many other Eternal Flames can’t stand up to it in a head-on clash, and they might even be devoured by it in return."

The Nine Nether Ice Flame gave a low warning.

Shen Mo raised his eyebrows.

So Eternal Flames could devour one another.

If the Void Scorching Flame devoured all other Eternal Flames, wouldn’t it become the most terrifying and unrivaled flame?

"I didn’t expect someone to recognize it as the Void Scorching Flame… and even know it’s just a sub-flame."

An Cang looked at Shen Mo in surprise.

He wasted no time and directly injected demonic energy into the sub-flame.

Boom!

The palm-sized Void Sub-Flame instantly swelled like it had been inflated.

In just a blink, it expanded to several hundred zhang in size.

It reached the ceiling above and extended down to the floor below.

In everyone’s field of vision, there seemed to be nothing left except for this pitch-black flame.

Even more terrifyingly, it continued to grow at an alarming rate.

At this pace, everyone would soon be enveloped within its range.

The threat of death immediately loomed over all of them.

"Retreat! Retreat now!" Tang Jinglong growled.

All the Demon Suppression Generals retreated at full speed.

Even so, Zhang Longxiang and Lang Ben were still grazed by the Void Sub-Flame.

Their wounds immediately turned pitch black.

Their bodies instinctively tried to heal.

But the Void Sub-Flame kept burning without pause.

It prevented the wounds from closing.

And it even began devouring their life force, spiritual power, and blood essence.

Zhang Longxiang and Lang Ben were both shocked and furious. They quickly took out various pills and stuffed them into their mouths.

Only then did they barely manage to maintain their condition and avoid a major decline.

Seeing this, Shen Mo stepped forward without hesitation and pressed his hand against Zhang Longxiang’s wound.

A flash of icy white flame swept past.

The Void Sub-Flame was instantly extinguished.

Lang Ben’s wound was treated the same way.

Zhang Longxiang exclaimed in awe, "Many thanks!"

Shen Mo gave a slight nod.

Once the Void Sub-Flame expanded to a thousand zhang, it stopped growing.

It maintained that form, burning quietly.

Everyone stood still, though their bodies remained tense.

As long as the Void Sub-Flame showed any signs of growing again, they would retreat immediately.

From the looks of it, only Shen Mo could barely contend with the Void Sub-Flame. No one else had the means to deal with it.

Rather than rushing in recklessly, it was better to wait for it to burn out on its own.

Moments later, the Void Sub-Flame began to contract.

When the pitch-black flame fully disappeared, nothing remained at the original spot.

An Cang was gone.

Even the shattered flesh of the Demon Emperor’s left hand had vanished without a trace.

The Dharma Manifestation Realm cultivators glanced around, their numbers unchanged, and let out bitter smiles.

It wasn’t that they didn’t fight hard.

The enemy’s trump cards were simply too many.

"Let’s go. After fighting for so long… we’re exhausted."

Tang Jinglong let out a soft sigh.

"Aside from the Demon Emperor’s left hand, the rest of the battle yielded significant results."

Zhu Xuanji chuckled.

"That’s right, we took down three Great Sky Demons! Especially the third one, An Mie—he was a formidable opponent when I fought him."

Yuantai echoed the sentiment with admiration.

Zhang Longxiang looked toward Shen Mo with gratitude. "Shen Mo, we owe it to you this time."

"Without you, we wouldn’t have been able to kill An Mie. Half the outposts on the fourth layer would have fallen."

Shen Mo didn’t act humble. He simply nodded.

He had indeed played a pivotal role in this battle.

Being praised, recognized, and revered by thousands—these were things he deserved.

There was no need to feign modesty.

The only thing he regretted was not obtaining the Demon Emperor’s left hand.

"The flesh fragments of the Demon Emperor’s left hand will slowly return to the Undying Demon Emperor’s true body."

"But the burning of the Void Sub-Flame caused some subtle changes in space."

"I suspect that the flesh fragments have now scattered throughout the fourth layer."

The Nine Nether Ice Flame spoke in a low tone. "It all depends on your luck—whether or not you can find them."

Shen Mo nodded slightly.

Luck?

Compared to ordinary people, his fortune had always been far superior.

Still, to find those flesh fragments… perhaps even his luck wouldn’t be enough.

"I wonder where Ye Yan and Lin Dongtian are now. That opportunity involving the Demon Emperor’s flesh fragments surely includes them too."

Shen Mo fell into thought.

Moments later, the group returned to the Zhuque Four-One Outpost.

Atop the wall stood a lion with a golden mane—it was none other than Shitian, the master of the Blood God Fortress.

Seeing Shen Mo and the others return safely, he finally let out a breath of relief.

"What happened to An Wu?" Zhang Longxiang asked.

Shitian smiled bitterly. "We couldn’t capture him alive. He had to be killed."

Tang Jinglong nodded. "Leaving him to be judged by the Will of Heaven would have been ideal. Killing him is a last resort—but not unacceptable."

"And you all?" Shitian asked. "I didn’t see An Mie. Is he dead?"

"And this young man... He looks familiar, but I can’t quite place him."

His gaze landed on Shen Mo.

Zhang Longxiang, Tang Jinglong, and Zhu Xuanji exchanged glances and then burst out laughing.

"This is Shen Mo."

"Shitian, from today onward, Shen Mo is a Dharma Manifestation Realm expert. His status is now equal to ours."

Zhang Longxiang said it seriously.

Shitian was stunned. "Shen Mo? Dharma Manifestation Realm?"

Of course he remembered the name.

Shen Mo had long stood above every other Demon Suppression Guard on the Earth Rankings.

He never imagined this youth would already break through to the Dharma Manifestation Realm. ƒreewebηoveℓ.com

And in such a short time!

Yuantai said with feeling, "Shen Mo played a critical role in the last battle. Without him, An Mie would likely have escaped, and half the outposts on the fourth layer would have been lost."

Shitian became even more interested. "Tell me everything in detail."

All the Demon Suppression Generals gathered around, exchanging stories about the battle.

They gasped, sighed, and even mourned certain losses as they recounted it.

The regular Demon Suppression Guards didn’t dare approach. They didn’t even dare to raise their voices, only whispering in awe.

Their gazes toward Shen Mo were filled with admiration and envy.

Not long ago, Shen Mo had been one of them.

Now, he could sit with the generals, laughing and talking as equals.

His rise in status had been so fast, so abrupt.

It left everyone stunned.

Amid the laughter of the Demon Suppression Generals, Shen Mo’s gaze swept quietly through the crowd.

Searching for his target.

'Where’s the Child of Destiny? Where’s that fat sheep?'

Shen Mo grumbled inwardly.

'Hmm? He really came back!'

His eyes suddenly locked on a figure at the entrance of the outpost.

That man was cold and handsome, exuding a razor-sharp aura that warned strangers to stay away.

It was Ye Yan.

Shen Mo glanced at Ye Yan’s life panel, and a strange glint flickered in his eyes.

This man was indeed Ye Yan—but not just Ye Yan.

Because within his body… were three souls.

The first was Ye Yan.

The second, Lin Dongtian.

And the third… was Lin Dongtian’s Martial Spirit.====================================================================================

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