Chapter 147: Dao Mark

Devil Lord Edu Shashou overwhelmed the nine paramount gods he fought. Their bodies were already bathed with blood.

"Swoosh!"

His battle scythe swooped, slicing one man in two. Death Qi enveloped the body as the soul was destroyed. The man immediately ceased to exist.

"Carrion!" One of the Spirit race paramount gods yelled in pain and anger. "Edu Shashou, die!"

Wandering souls formed around her as they attacked Devil Lord Edu Shashou. Each soul had strength comparable to a rank ten beast.

"It is futile" Devil Lord Edu Shashou simply swung his battle scythe again, claiming the lives of the wandering soul.

Two bolts of black lightning suddenly pierced through the void before arching towards the Devil Lord's back.

Although Devil Lord Edu Shashou's figure was large, it did nothing to affect his speed.

Almost as soon as the lightning bolts appeared, he turned to face them before crushing them into nothingness with his bare hands.

He no longer paid attention to the nine Spirit race paramount gods that attacked him vehemently as his purple eyes locked onto a particular space in the void.

"Thunder Soul Monarch, you've finally come out to play" Devil Lord Edu Shashou said playfully.

His aura exploded to reveal his true cultivation base; second tier of Immortal realm.

Space contorted and a fine man with pale skin and dark red hair appeared. Black bolts of lightning appeared constantly all over his body like bees surrounding a hive. His cultivation base was firmly at the second tier of Immortal realm.

"Thunder Soul Monarch is here now. Even if you are an Immortal, you still stand no chance before him" One of the paramount gods said with exhaustion. The hate he had towards Devil Lord Edu Shashou was very strong.

The remaining eight Spirit race paramount gods self-detonated as their souls swarmed towards Thunder Soul Monarch, strengthening him.

The eyelids of Thunder Soul Monarch which were originally shut parted as his mouth opened: "Edu Shashou, you've fought well but unfortunately for you, you will not obtain the Sea of Nirvana"

Although his words were directed at Devil Lord Edu Shashou, Thunder Soul Monarch's gaze was fixed in the direction where the Sea of Nirvana laid.

Devil Lord Edu Shashou looked at Thunder Soul Monarch quizzically, confusion filling his features. He could not understand the meaning behind Thunder Soul Monarch's words.

"Don't bother thinking over it, it is beyond you. The rest have done enough to stall for my return and I will also keep you here till First is done. This is the fate that has been decided by our main body, Reverend Spectral Demon.

You cannot disobey it" Thunder Soul Monarch said as his lips curled upwards slowly. "Although I can't defeat you, let me enjoy my last spar"

…..

The floating ball had transformed into Lu Zheng's doppelganger. Although it looked exactly like Lu Zheng, its body was translucent.

"I am First, a split soul of Reverend Spectral Demon. Fated junior, it is your luck that you have reached the eighth layer of the Sea of Nirvana. Now, time is of the essence, whilst Second delays the Devil Lord, come with me"

Hearing First's words, Lu Zheng felt a wave of awe and ecstasy wash over him.

Reverend Spectral Demon was the strongest martial practitioner of the previous era. All lifeforms were beneath him in battle strength. He was also the progenitor of soul path.

Although millions of years had passed since his death, Lu Zheng was not surprised that his split souls were still living. After all, methods for preserving souls were very prominent during the Remote Primeval Era.

Even Old man Gu Li was born during the Remote Primeval Era.

Now that he was standing before such a mighty figure, Lu Zheng couldn't help but feel elated.

~Perhaps this is Reverend Spectral Demon's true inheritance~

As Lu Zheng basked in his own thoughts, First moved him to the eye of the giant formation.

"I will soon activate the formation. Permit me to enter your Soul Lake, junior" First said before transforming into a streak of light that pierced into Lu Zheng's forehead.

Before he knew it, a miniature version of the giant formation appeared at the bottom of his Soul Lake and his host soul stood in the formation's eye.

Just as Lu Zheng was about to ask for the effects of the formation, First smiled: "Prepare for pain"

At once, the space around Lu Zheng solidified like cement, binding him in place. Large pillars of Nirvana Flames rose from the edges of the formation and within seconds, they engulfed the entirety of the eighth layer of the Sea of Nirvana, covering both the formation and Lu Zheng.

Lu Zheng felt an unbelievable amount of pain come over him as the Nirvana Flames burnt his being.

If parturition was the most painful of ordeals a mortal could undergo then this pain Lu Zheng felt was a million times greater.

Lu Zheng opened his mouth to scream but nothing came out as tears welled in his eyes.

Meanwhile, the formation in his Soul Lake began to shine radiantly.

Like his body, his host soul was confined and the silvery liquid that made up the Soul Lake began to froth. Within moments, the silvery sea froze over as the pink Nirvana Flames erupted from its depths.

Lu Zheng's host soul soon became engulfed by the Nirvana Flames.

"Ahoo!" Lu Zheng let out an inhumane howl due to the intense pain of his soul being burnt by the Nirvana Flames directly.

Immediately, his soul foundation began to drop rapidly. In a few breaths of time, it reached the thousand man soul level and still showed signs of falling lower.

A bright light rose from First that wrapped around Lu Zheng's host soul, preventing his soul foundation from reaching zero.

Unable to bear the pain anymore, Lu Zheng fainted. Unfortunately for him, the searing pain brought him back to consciousness and so, he began to throttle between consciousness and unconsciousness.

If a person were to be above the Sea of Nirvana now, they would notice it shrinking slowly. Lu Zheng who was at the centre of it all did not have the luxury of witnessing it.

It was also at this moment that a tiny mark engraved itself within Lu Zheng's host soul. If he could see it, he would recognise it to be a dao mark!