Zhenyan glanced at the obedient figure of Moluo standing there. To this genius from the Primordial Secret Realm, Zhenyan actually held a certain degree of fondness. However, Moluo’s previous story had caused Zhenyan to furrow his brows. He lowly demanded, “Is what you said true?”
“Venerable Zhenyan,” Moluo slightly bowed, “I only answered truthfully when my teacher asked. Besides that, I haven’t told anyone else.”
“Hmph!”
Zhenyan snorted coldly. “Go! All of you, get out!”
“Gagaga! You’re angry, Zhenyan, you’re angry! Gagaga…” The gaunt old man in golden robes laughed arrogantly.
Moluo merely bowed slightly.
Zhenyan narrowed his eyes, golden light flickering within them.
“Gaga, let’s go!” The gaunt old man chuckled and vanished into thin air. Moluo followed suit, leaving the room empty with only Zhenyan remaining.
Zhenyan’s face darkened as he muttered, “If I hadn’t spent so many years with my disciple, I might have doubted him. But… Luo Feng, that young fellow, is undoubtedly the most determined, decisive, and principled among all my disciples!”
Having spent so much time with his apprentice, Zhenyan held him in high regard.
A mind like a mirror, reflecting all illusions!
A mind like a blade, cutting through all deceptions!
A person capable of attaining such a state would embody unwavering principles and an unshakable moral compass. Such an individual would naturally carry an air of supreme pride. For example, when venturing into the Primordial Secret Realm, they would face its trials with their genuine power alone—never stooping to underhanded tactics like assassinating rivals to secure victory.
“Apprentice, I believe you’re still alive. Something unusual in the Demon Sound Mountains must have kept you there.” Zhenyan murmured. At this moment, a thought crossed his mind—recently he had just learned that one of the thirty-two inheritance palaces in the Demon Sound Mountains had been occupied by an unknown lifeform.
If that unknown lifeform were his own apprentice, that would be ideal.
“Haha… I really am thinking wildly,” Zhenyan chuckled, shaking his head. “My apprentice managed to reach the tenth island in the Illusionary Sea before failing. If Moluo could survive until now, so can he.”
…
Time passed.
One day after another, one year after another…
Luo Feng was completely immersed in the Demon Sound General’s inheritance, climbing one step at a time, his soul constantly transforming. Certain special secret techniques required soul transformation to be used. For example, his teacher Huyan Bo’s “Soul Seal” also required soul transformation!
Only when the soul possessed certain characteristics could one use specific secret arts.
…
Three years swiftly passed.
Within the icy caverns of the Demon Mountain, a massacre ended in an instant.
“Hehehe…” Moluo lightly licked the blood from his fingers and glanced at the corpse beneath his feet. “You, a native, should feel proud to die at the hands of a genius at the peak of the cosmos! If it weren’t for those ten thousand black tokens, I wouldn’t even bother with you.”
Moluo swiftly reached out and grabbed a spatial belt, his mental force probing into it.
“Thirty-one black tokens?” A gleeful expression instantly appeared on Moluo’s face.
“Hahahaha… My luck is truly amazing!” Moluo excitedly clenched his fist. “Only thirty tokens short, and this native just happened to bring thirty-one. The mechanical race weapons I specially acquired before coming to Demon Mountain were definitely worth the investment, even though they were one-time use. Successfully killing two Monarchs has made collecting black tokens much easier for me.”
“Ten thousand black tokens, finally enough!”
Moluo’s eyes gleamed darkly.
“I’ve already been inside the Demon Mountain for three and a half years!”
“I could have left half a year ago, but I stayed for these black tokens. I’ve tried every method, set up traps, and so on. My efforts have finally paid off.” Moluo smiled, his expression filled with pride. He was very satisfied with everything he had done in the Demon Mountain.
Whether it was exploring the terrain to secure the safest environment.
Or betraying Luo Feng.
Assassinating native Monarchs, everything had gone perfectly.
“No one can stand in my way.” Moluo whispered softly. “My teacher is also foolish. Cunning and ruthless? If everyone knows you’re cunning, then it’s not cunning anymore—it’s stupidity.”
Then, Moluo immediately turned and swiftly began his journey back.
The return journey was easy!
For upon entering the Demon Sound Mountain Range, both the natives and the Princes of the Virtual Universe Corporation would swiftly commit their traveled routes to memory. Given the formidable recollection and computational prowess of these powerhouses, merely retracing their steps and recalling past intersections allowed them to construct an impeccably detailed mental map in moments!
By following the map formed in his mind, Moluo could find a safe and relatively short route to quickly return!
…
When Moluo flew out of one of the entrances of the Demon Sound Mountains, he was immediately greeted respectfully by the silver-robed attendants.
“Prince Moluo!”
“Prince Moluo, please!”
The group of silver-robed attendants escorted Moluo. Soon, a young man in white robes quickly came to greet him—it was Yi Chang, the one who had previously welcomed Luo Feng.
“Prince Moluo,” the white-robed youth smiled as he led the way, “I admire your ability to survive in the Demon Sound Mountains for over three years.”
“Hmm.” Moluo nodded with a smile. “Thank you for leading the way. I’ve already collected ten thousand black tokens…”
“Ten thousand black tokens?”
The white-robed youth was greatly astonished.
Goodness.
Gathering ten thousand black tokens was extremely difficult. Even those princes who had spent great sums to purchase E-grade laser guns found it hard to succeed. Because even with E-grade laser guns, there was a charging time required. Just that short period was enough for a Monarch to easily kill them.
The gap between a Monarch and a Cosmic Grade Nine was simply too vast!
Therefore, collecting ten thousand black tokens was even more difficult than surviving for three years.
“Congratulations, Your Highness!” The white-robed youth immediately felt that Prince Moluo’s future prospects would be even more extraordinary, and thus became even more respectful and enthusiastic. “It’s been a long time since anyone has managed to collect ten thousand black tokens. I’ve heard that the reward is extremely impressive.”
“Extremely impressive? What kind of treasure?” Moluo’s heart stirred.
“I don’t have clearance to know.” The white-robed youth lowered his voice. “But I’ve heard it’s an incredible treasure.”
“Then hurry and lead the way.” Moluo couldn’t help but feel eager.
“Yes.”
…
As Moluo safely left the Demon Mountain to claim the set of treasures, Luo Feng was undergoing the greatest treasure of the entire Demon Mountain—the inheritance of the Demon Sound General!
…
On the Inheritance Staircase.
Layer upon layer of steps extended deep into the void, leading to a tiny, distant hall.
“What should I do? I’m nearing my limit!”
Luo Feng stood on the 1129th step of the staircase. He looked back at the densely packed steps stretching downward and then raised his gaze to the even more distant steps above, his brow furrowing.
“According to the information from the Supreme Demon Sound Manual, I estimate I can only endure another one or two hundred layers of inheritance!” Luo Feng felt somewhat helpless.
From the very beginning of receiving the inheritance, Luo Feng had already known many details.
The inheritance of the Demon Sound General was one of the more mysterious and supreme inheritances in the vast universe. It imposed extremely strict requirements on the soul. Yes, ‘extremely strict’—so strict that over the eons, generation after generation of inheritors had failed to obtain the complete inheritance.
Ninety-nine percent of those who reached this point were immortal beings!
Yet even these immortal beings had failed. How difficult could it be?
The Demon Sound General’s inheritance demanded extreme compatibility with the soul!
Whereas the Blood-Net Crystal required extreme physical compatibility. In the Blood-Net World, it was difficult to find anyone who could fuse even ten Blood-Net Crystals. Yet the Golden Horned Beast had fused over ninety! This was all because of the extraordinary characteristics of its cellular structure.
…
The Demon Sound General’s inheritance was searching for a genius whose soul was perfectly attuned to this secret art. If such a genius existed and could complete the entire cultivation process from beginning to end, they would become the universe’s one and only “Demon Sound General.”
The inheritance imposed extremely high demands on the soul!
And the souls of immortal beings had all undergone the fundamental transformation from Monarch to Immortal. Thus, nearly every immortal being’s soul was far stronger than Luo Feng’s, and by a significant margin!
…
Many immortals were stuck at the end of the first stage!
Some immortals were stuck at the second stage!
Only a handful of immortals were stuck at the third stage.
No lifeform in the entire universe had ever completed all three stages.
As for Luo Feng?
His soul was still at the Domain Lord Ninth Stage, having not yet experienced the most crucial transformation for the soul—the transformation from Monarch to Immortal. Therefore, in terms of soul strength, Luo Feng was indeed far inferior to the immortals. Fortunately, after merging with the “Chaos True Spirit” in Chaos City and possessing an extremely strong will and mental control over his mental force, he had managed to reach the 1129th layer.
However—
Once he felt strain in his soul, it meant he had already reached ninety percent of his soul’s limit, as indicated by the inheritance information.
“I’m already feeling strain. I’m nearing my limit!”
“My limit should be between the 1200th and 1300th layer.” Luo Feng thought to himself. “And the first stage should be more than three thousand layers.”
His limit could only endure about a third of the first stage.
There was no help for it.
This inheritance technique was originally meant for immortals. For Luo Feng, whose soul was only at the Domain Lord Ninth Stage, to rush in here… it was a miracle he had lasted this long.
“What should I do?” Luo Feng raised his head and looked ahead.
Deep in the void, that tiny hall marked the end of the first stage. Reaching it would make him a “Preliminary Candidate” and grant him the Preliminary Candidate’s reward. This mountain, which had existed in the universe for untold eons, held treasures left by an ancient being that would certainly be extraordinary.
But only by completing the first stage could one obtain it.
“I still have more than two thousand layers of steps to go before reaching that hall!”
“And my limit can only endure another one or two hundred layers.” Luo Feng pondered while continuing his cultivation. Dividing his focus merely slowed down his cultivation speed slightly.
“I’m not willing!”
“What an incredible opportunity!”
“The Virtual Universe Company has stationed so many immortals here, and this place is filled with countless illusion beasts. This inheritance is so extraordinary! Such an opportunity is truly once in a lifetime.” Luo Feng rapidly calculated in his mind, searching for any way to absorb as much of the inheritance as possible.
To reach layers 1200 to 1300 of the inheritance staircase, then be forced to leave upon reaching his limit—that was something Luo Feng was very unwilling to accept.
But was there any way to surpass the limits of his soul?
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