A Mortal's Start in the Spirit Beast Mountain

Chapter 171 Demon Soul Mutation

Luo Ming was extremely anxious. This was the crucial moment in refining the demonic soul, and he absolutely could not give up halfway! If he stopped now, not only would all the previous torment be in vain, but it would also give the demonic soul a chance to breathe, and then he would be the one to suffer.

No matter what, we must refine this demonic soul in one go to eliminate any future trouble!

In a moment of desperation, Luo Ming slapped his storage bag, and a crimson spiritual light flew out and landed in his palm; it was the Xuanhuo Mirror.

This mirror was a fire-type magic weapon he obtained in his early years. When the Zhiyang Bird had just advanced to the fifth level, he had refined a lot of the Zhiyang Bird's original spiritual fire into it. He thought that now, by using the Xuanhuo Mirror to replace the Zhiyang Bird and relying on the spiritual fire stored in the mirror to continue to forge the Spirit Gathering Cauldron, the effect should be almost the same as if the Zhiyang Bird had personally activated it.

Luo Ming quickly sent a divine thought to the Zhiyang Bird, instructing it to retreat into the spirit beast pouch to recuperate. Then, he formed hand seals and channeled his divine thought into the Xuanhuo Mirror.

In an instant, the Xuanhuo Mirror turned crimson, its light intensified, and its mouth opened slightly. Strands of blazing white flames, originating from the same source as the Zhiyang Bird's spiritual fire, roared out. The fire instantly surged, taking over the Zhiyang Bird's spiritual fire and firmly enveloping the Gathering Spirit Cauldron. It continuously released terrifying yang power, continuing to forge the Bloodthirsty Blade and Demon Soul within the cauldron.

Inside the cauldron, the demonic soul sensed that the flames of the spiritual fire had not weakened, but were still scorching hot. Knowing that it was completely trapped in a desperate situation, its desperate roars echoed once again inside the cauldron, but it no longer had any strength left. It could only be worn down and melted away little by little under the scorching of the spiritual fire, waiting for the end of being completely refined.

Luo Ming sat cross-legged, circulating the Spirit Fire Forging Divine Technique to temper his own divine sense while tightly controlling the Profound Fire Mirror, not daring to relax in the slightest, determined to completely refine this demonic soul and eliminate any future troubles.

"I didn't expect that using the Spirit Gathering Cauldron to cultivate this Spirit Fire Forging God Technique would be so effective. It's a pity that it only contains a small part of divine consciousness. Otherwise, if I were to cultivate the Spirit Fire Forging God Technique in this environment, I probably could have successfully cultivated the second level in less than a month."

Feeling the significantly stronger divine sense within the Spirit Gathering Cauldron, Luo Ming couldn't help but reveal a hint of joy.

He had originally estimated that the second level of the Spirit Fire Forging Technique would require ten years of cultivation, but his experience of refining the demon with this cauldron led him to discover this wonderful use. This made him marvel at the magic of the Spirit Gathering Cauldron, and he was sure that there were many other uses for this cauldron that he had not yet discovered.

Over here, a glint of madness flashed in the eyes of the despairing demonic soul. Since it was going to be annihilated anyway, it might as well fight back with its last ounce of strength. Even if it couldn't escape, it would at least damage the Spirit Gathering Cauldron and make Luo Ming pay the price! "Boy, even if my soul is scattered, I'll drag you down with me!"

A mournful roar exploded inside the cauldron as the demonic soul used all its remaining divine power to desperately control the bloodthirsty blade, which had already been scorched by the spiritual fire.

The originally jet-black blade suddenly trembled violently, and countless fine cracks appeared on its surface. A violent and destructive energy was brewing wildly inside the blade—it was trying to control the Bloodthirsty Blade to disintegrate and self-destruct!

This Bloodthirsty Blade is no ordinary iron; it is forged from Demonic Essence Gold, which is extremely rare in the Holy Realm. Even in the Holy Realm, Demonic Essence Gold is a priceless treasure that is hard to come by. When used to forge weapons, it is not only incomparably sharp but can also withstand powerful demonic energy.

The demon soul knew that although the blade had been severely damaged in the great battle and its internal energy was almost exhausted, the hardness and explosive power of the demonic gold meant that if the power of the self-destruction was concentrated at one point, it might be able to break through the cauldron's defenses. Even if only a wisp of the soul could escape, there was still a possibility of rebirth.

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A deafening roar erupted inside the Spirit Gathering Cauldron. The violent energy surge concentrated at a single point, crashing into the cauldron's inner wall. It was then deflected outwards by the cauldron's body, and the shockwave instantly swept through every inch of the cauldron's interior. Black turbulence, accompanied by billowing demonic energy, scattered and splashed, crashing against the inner wall of the Spirit Gathering Cauldron, producing a dense series of clanging sounds.

A large number of black metal particles shot into the Xuan Water and merged with it. Luo Ming's divine consciousness inside the cauldron was almost destroyed, but fortunately, the Xuan Water buffered it and resisted a lot of damage, but it also dissipated a lot.

Luo Ming, standing outside the cauldron, felt a pang of anxiety, but the next moment, he breathed a sigh of relief—the Spirit Gathering Cauldron's defense was far stronger than he had imagined. Even after withstanding the self-destruction of the Bloodthirsty Blade, the inner wall remained as ancient as ever, just like an ordinary small cauldron in the mortal world. The violent energy shockwave was ultimately firmly imprisoned by the cauldron and gradually dissipated in the heat wave inside.

The backlash from the self-destruction caused the already thin soul to become transparent, its aura to become extremely weak, and it was on the verge of death, making it extremely difficult to even maintain the condensation of its divine soul.

But at that moment, a strange change occurred—the wisp of demonic soul on the verge of collapse was suddenly split in two by the scorching of the spiritual fire and the impact of the self-destruction!

One of them was still a pitch-black demonic soul phantom, with a ferocious face and sinister aura, but it was now increasingly weak and didn't even have the strength to roar; while the other soul body was radiating a faint golden light. Although it was somewhat weak, it was stronger than the demonic soul. The golden shadow clearly showed the appearance of a human cultivator, with a cold face. Although it was also weak, its eyes were clear and bright, without any demonic aura.

As soon as the two souls separated, the golden human soul abruptly turned its head, its eyes filled with deep-seated hatred and resentment as it looked at the dark demon soul, as if the grudges accumulated over countless years had finally erupted at this moment.

Clearly, the golden soul and the dark demon soul were already mortal enemies. Previously, the golden soul had been devoured and imprisoned by the dark demon soul and was powerless to resist. Now, the dark demon soul was severely injured and on the verge of collapse, and the golden soul was finally able to regain its freedom.

The supreme yang spirit fire inside the cauldron was still burning fiercely, but strangely, the golden soul body, despite being in the blazing flames, showed no signs of being burned. The power of the flames, which could easily melt low-level demonic shadows and even severely injure dark demonic souls, was helpless against it for a time, as if the supreme yang spirit fire had no power to restrain it.

Before the dark demonic soul could react, the golden soul transformed into a beam of golden light and pounced forward. With a single breath, it swallowed the dying dark demonic soul whole.

The dark demonic soul let out an extremely mournful scream, but it was powerless to resist. It could only be devoured and dissolved little by little by the golden soul body, turning into strands of pure divine soul power, which were absorbed by the golden soul body.

After devouring the dark demonic soul, the golden soul's aura recovered slightly, and its originally transparent form became more solid. It slowly turned around, its gaze piercing through the inner wall of the Spirit Gathering Cauldron and landing on Luo Ming, who was sitting cross-legged. The hatred in its eyes was gone, replaced by peace and gratitude.

A gentle yet slightly weak thought slowly entered Luo Ming's sea of ​​consciousness. It lacked the rage and evil of the dark demon soul, but instead exuded the elegance of a cultivator: "Young friend, do not panic. I am not a demon, but a cultivator from the Chaotic Star Sea, known as the Heavenly Mirror Hermit."

Luo Ming was suddenly startled, and his eyes instantly became vigilant. He stared intently at the golden soul within the Spirit Gathering Cauldron, his divine sense not daring to relax in the slightest. He really couldn't be sure if this golden soul was another trick of the dark demon soul, since the two were born from the same origin and split from the same wisp of soul.

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