Chapter 299: This is My Soul Lake

"Brzzt~"

Golden lightning flashed randomly before suddenly forming into a man. He was of average height with dark hair. Blood poured from his orifices and even from the vertical slit between his eyebrows.

It was Makato of the Changshou Tong Race.

"Cough, cough…" Blood poured from his mouth every time he moved and by the time he had managed to turn himself over and stretch out his hand, a small pool of blood had already formed around him.

His fore-eye opened and the three black rings began to revolve rapidly before turning into a dense black whirlpool. The whirlpool revolved rapidly and small streaks of bloodline power emanated from it.

"Open!" Makato forced himself to exclaim and a large spatial tear the length of thirty metres appeared before him.

Lightning Essence poured crazily from his Qi fruits to stabilise the spatial tear but he had just engaged in a great fight, his Essence was not enough and he lost his consciousness.

The lightning Essence that had accumulated dissipated slowly like bolts of golden lightning as the spatial tear began to shimmer out. The spatial tear reduced in length and when it was barely thirty centimetres in length, a pale white hand passed through the tear before holding it at the edge.

Another hand passed through the spatial tear, holding it at the opposite edge. In such fashion, the two hands pulled the spatial tear open till it was possible for a fully grown adult to pass through it.

Eight figures, all clad in black, walked out of the spatial tear in a flash and the man in front waved his hand, causing the pale white hands to disappear.

The man opened his fore-eye to reveal a red eye with similar patterns as Makato's. the black rings slowly turned as his gaze fell over everything.

"Oh?" The man gasped in surprise as he picked Makato's unconscious body easily, his fore-eye staring at him. Dried blood that had accumulated from Makato smelled and fell from his body like grains of sand.

It was obvious that he was involved in a strong fight and had barely escaped with his life intact.

"Lu Zheng huh? To be able to force Makato to such a position, you must be a worthy opponent. Chiemi, use your technique now. We'll be quickening our pace"

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Lu Zheng walked through the dark path with Yu Er Dan, the Vermillion True Flame acting as a source of illumination.

"The rumours are true. Chaos energy truly fears Mystical Flames" Lu Zheng muttered to himself.

Yu Er Dan's eyes glistened in realisation as she thought inwardly: "His crimson flame is a Mystical Flame!"

She had heard of Mystical Flames but she had never come in contact with one. Her closest friend, Cangxiang Ziwu had always wished for a Mystical Flame as it would elevate her alchemy to a whole new level but despite searching for many centuries, the highest she had seen were Immortal Flames.

Even in Eight Extremities Palace, such flames were rare and only the three Grandmasters could use them at will.

Yu Er Dan bore favourable feelings towards Cangxiang Ziwu. She had always wished to fulfil her friend's wish of owning a Mystical Flame. For this reason, she had read all about the six Mystical Flames and had common knowledge of them.

She knew Lu Zheng had the Vermillion Bird Race bloodline but she did not know his flame was the Vermillion True Flame. Now that she did, her resolve steeled. One way or the other, she had to get Lu Zheng's Mystical Flame to Cangxiang Ziwu.

She was just about to ask Lu Zheng about the Vermillion True Flame when a cold sharp screech filled her ears. Yu Er Dan clutched her ears as blood flowed from them.

Lu Zheng suffered a similar fate but soon, he was back to normal.

"Give me your hand" Lu Zheng's words appeared in Yu Er Dan's mind.

Yu Er Dan was in serious pain and was unable to think straight. In pain, she held Lu Zheng's hand and her vision changed.

The world became a crystalline white and pink flames enveloped her body. Not too far from her was a large black sphere.

Yu Er Dan inspected her body and noticed the change in her appearance. She was dressed in a simple martial uniform and strength Qi formed around her in faint yellow wisps.

She was stunned. The clothes that she wore were completely different from a martial uniform. It was Lu Zheng that explained what was occurring to her.

"You are in your soul form. Welcome to my Soul Lake, your True Soul is quite intimidating" Lu Zheng smiled.

Yu Er Dan gazed at Lu Zheng and understood. Lu Zheng's form was translucent and bore a strong resemblance to him. The facial features of his form were very delicate and distinct that a person could tell it was him from a single glance.

Yet, Yu Er Dan knew it wasn't Lu Zheng's body. He was translucent and was covered in pink flames. This was Lu Zheng's host soul. It was completely different from her True Soul that looked exactly like her and wore simple clothing.

She looked around and noticed they were covered by a large ball of pink flames. One glance at the pink flames and Yu Er Dan could tell that they were dangerous to her soul.

"Those are the Nirvana Flames and this is my Soul Lake" Lu Zheng's words appeared in her mind once more.