Soul Martial Sovereign

Ling Yu knew that this old man should be the elder guarding the entrance to the fifth floor.

Even though he had a head full of white hair and a face full of wrinkles, the fluctuations that emanated from his body were extremely terrifying. It was simply unfathomable.

"Thank you for the reminder, Elder. Junior knows his limits and wouldn't be too ambitious." Ling Yu hurried forward to pay his respects, and only after seeing that the old man did not show any reaction did he turn around and enter the fifth floor.

"Middle stage of the Bone Tempering stage? He can actually enter the fifth floor's Seal! " Seeing Ling Yu enter, the old man's eyes flashed with surprise.

He had been guarding the Hidden Martial Palace for many years, so many people had entered the fifth floor. However, most of them were direct disciples, and were at least the top ten geniuses. However, there were almost no people with Ling Yu's strength.

The moment Ling Yu entered the fifth floor, he was immediately stunned.

This place seemed to be completely separate from the Hidden Martial Palace, as it formed an independent space. A gigantic Ancient Imperial palace appeared in front of him, and the things in front of him were all constructed from natural giant rocks.

The interior was very wide, with huge walls carved with Rune s and a faint Brilliant Circulation.

With this brilliance, Ling Yu could clearly see the environment in front of him.

Very quickly, Ling Yu found the Secret Scriptures on the fifth floor.

On the stone wall in front of him, there were many Carved being branded. It was extremely complicated.

The fifth floor was actually branded with so many Martial Skill s, the background of their Martial Sect was truly astonishing …

He stared at the Carved on the stone wall and was unable to calm down for a long time.

It had to be known that although the Hidden Martial Palace was where the Martial Sect stored, the true core of the Martial Sect was in the ten great halls. Compared to the ten great hall, the Martial Skill collected by the Hidden Martial Palace was merely the tip of the iceberg.

However, before he could even take a closer look, he felt a strange pressure pouncing on him like a wave.

Turning his head to look, Ling Yu's expression greatly changed.

In the middle of Ancient Imperial palace, there was a floating purple flame. It didn't feel scorching hot, but instead caused the surrounding space to distort from the scorching heat.

The strangest thing was, when Ling Yu looked at the purple flame, he actually felt that the Soul bead in his mind was abnormally active. Even though the Soul bead had not been activated yet, he still deliberately sensed the nine black flames overflowing by themselves, swirling around the Soul bead.

"Soul power fire!" Looking at the flame in front of him, Ling Yu's pupils instantly shrank!

This feeling was not wrong. The energy undulations emitted from the flames were extremely similar to the black flames of the Soul bead.

Sensing that the Soul bead in his mind was becoming more and more active, Ling Yu had no time to think about other things and immediately rushed to the center of the Ancient Imperial palace.

"Could it be that the soul power flame can activate the Soul bead again?" As long as he could awaken the Soul bead, it was definitely a rare opportunity for him. As long as the Soul bead could continue to awaken and temper his body, his strength would increase in a short period of time.

In the middle of Ancient Imperial palace, purple flame was floating in the air, burning. However, the size of a football, it had an indescribable feeling about it.

However, when Ling Yu got closer, he discovered that there was nothing abnormal.

Everything was very calm.

The purple flame was like a phosphorous flame, without any weight. It was three inches high from the ground, but at this moment, there was only a faint soul power lingering around it.

The Soul bead in his mind had calmed down and no longer lingered with the Soul Fire. It seemed like it was just an illusion.

"This is the Soul Fire left behind by the Martial Sect Ancestor?" Ling Yu continuously approached the purple flame, and from the fluctuations produced by the flames, he seemed to sense a sense of vicissitudes of time. He quickly determined in his heart that this should be a cultivation ground of a certain Master in the Martial Sect.

Because he had been cultivating for many years, Master's spirit was condensed here, and in the end, formed the soul flame.

The Ancient Imperial palace did not know how many layers of Seal had been set up by the experts of the Martial Sect, forming some sort of "force", allowing the Soul Fire to be preserved and be eternal.

There had to be something that had not been discovered, otherwise, Martial Sect would pay such a huge price to set up and protect the Soul Fire for thousands of years.

Ling Yu calmed down and closed his eyes. His body became ethereal as he quietly felt the changes in the Soul Fire.

Within the Ancient Imperial palace, it was completely silent. Only the purple Soul Fire was still its original self, floating in the air and burning vigorously, like a ghost flame.

After a while, Ling Yu opened his eyes with a strange expression on his face.

Earlier, when he sensed that the purple Soul Fire only had a faint flow of soul power, he couldn't sense anything.

"Could it be that this is a Ancient Palace that was left behind in memory of a certain clan master from the Martial Sect? Otherwise, who knows how many geniuses and heroes have come here in the past thousand years. If there really were any secrets that were not passed down, they would have already been discovered and opened."

"I don't believe it, only peerless experts can condense Soul Fire, moreover they have been alive for thousands of years, it's impossible that there isn't any inheritance either."

Ling Yu became ruthless and stretched out his palm, immediately probing inside the purple Soul Fire.

Fortunately, there was no one else present, otherwise, if others saw Ling Yu doing this, who knew how many Martial Sect disciples would be so scared that their jaws would drop to the ground.

Even if it was a direct disciple of the Martial Sect himself, he would have to kowtow nine times, filled with reverence. Who the hell would dare to do something so disrespectful to the Master Ancestor;

Of course, if it was someone else, it would not be easy to touch the purple flame.

The soul suppression from the Soul Fire was simply too terrifying. Even if someone else wanted to touch it, they wouldn't be able to resist such a terrifying pressure and would be unable to approach it.

But unfortunately, it had met Ling Yu.

The Soul bead in Ling Yu's mind was formed from the condensed Soul Fire of the Ancient experts, and was many times stronger than these kinds of Soul Fire.

Others would think that the Soul Fire's might was monstrous, but Ling Yu who was suppressed by the Soul bead, simply felt a cool breeze brush against his face, and did not feel any pressure at all.

Just as Ling Yu's palm made contact with the purple flames, the Soul bead that was floating in his mind suddenly started to change. It floated in his mind, shining brilliantly, like a black sun, erupting with light that was thirty thousand meters long.

Following the activation of the Soul bead, an invisible force charged out of Ling Yu's arm and coiled towards the purple Soul Fire.

"Boom!"

Instantly, the earth shook and the mountains shook. A extremely terrifying wave of energy surged, and the surrounding ground immediately began to emit cracking sounds, the thick and ancient green stone ground could not withstand it, and the dozens of decumbens radix s, including the Ancient Imperial palace's walls, all collapsed, the scene was extremely terrifying.

If it were anyone else, they would have long since fled when faced with such a terrifying attack.

Unfortunately, this energy did not affect Ling Yu at all.

"A soul power attack that causes people to go insane and create illusions?" Ling Yu was overwhelmed with shock, if not for the Soul bead's suppression, he probably would not have been hallucinating, and his entire spirit world would have crumbled instantly, dying a violent death. He could even turn into a spirit puppet and be controlled by the Soul Fire.

However, just as he calmed down and looked around, he could not help but burst out: "F * ck, you f * cking tricked Soul bead!"

That's right, it was a deceptive Soul bead.

Ling Yu had never dreamed that after the Soul bead was activated once again, it would actually start to directly absorb the purple Soul Fire!

In the blink of an eye, the originally football sized purple flame had shrunk to half of its original size, and was withering at a speed that could be seen with the naked eye.

At this moment, Ling Yu's entire body was releasing cold air, he even had the heart to curse.

In a sense, it had already become the spiritual object of everyone in the Martial Sect. If the elders of the Martial Sect were to find out that the Soul Fire of the had been destroyed by him, it would be strange if he did not cut the purple flame into pieces.

"We absolutely cannot destroy the Soul Fire." He struggled as hard as he could to escape from the suction of the Soul bead.

However, when he looked back, he almost spat out a mouthful of blood.

From the start of his retreat to escaping the range of the Soul bead, only about ten seconds had passed. However, in such a short period of time, the purple Soul Fire was once again mostly absorbed, becoming the size of a free fist, dim and dim, as if it was about to be destroyed at any time.

"Grab the grass!" Ling Yu was completely dumbstruck. Damn it, this darned Soul bead has really hurt me.

Other than him, no one else had come in here. If someone found out, it would be obvious that it was him.

But at this point, no matter how upset Ling Yu was, it was useless.

"Don't panic, definitely don't panic!" Ling Yu slowly calmed down, looked at the Soul Fire that had turned into the size of a fist, and fiercely swallowed his saliva, as he muttered to himself: "Pretend like nothing happened and cultivate normally. If they were to find out, this daddy here will definitely not admit it, in any case, I don't have any concrete evidence to prove that I did it."

Ling Yu calmed his mood and quickly focused his attention on the Carved on the stone wall.

These Martial Skill were all extremely powerful, and had existed for god knows how many years. They were extremely ancient, but it was a pity that a large portion of them were incomplete, and were difficult to cultivate.

Ling Yu watched the entire way along the stone wall, and after going around the walls two or three times, he finally chose one of the Martial Skill s.

This was the most difficult type of Sunlight Sword to cultivate out of all the Martial Skill on the fifth floor. It was similarly incomplete, but this was the only Martial Skill that Ling Yu wanted to cultivate.

Sunlight Sword was not a simple Sword Arts. When cultivated to the extreme, Sunlight Sword could even condense light swords, creating from nothing, never lacking weapons.

But to condense a light sword, one would need the support of an unimaginably strong Profound strength. Forget about Ling Yu's current strength, even the direct disciples of Martial Sect might not be able to successfully cultivate it.