Chapter 388 373: Instantly Killing [Soul], Making History, Saving Zhu Weiyi

Even the tomb of the Harmonization Realm Ancestor in the Soul Race's Ancestral Land, a place renowned for its unparalleled soul talent, didn't have an aura like this. No, to be precise, it couldn't even begin to compare!

"What is this place?" Soul was beginning to panic. He stared intently at the strange embryo. "And what is that thing?"

He could sense that the embryo was nurturing a terrifying lifeform. Even he, an expert at the Peak of Fusion Realm, felt his soul tremble, as if he were nothing but food for it.

The terrifying difference in levels shattered his composure. A sense of grief welled up within him, but this body had no tears to shed. All that remained was despair.

He tried every method he could think of to escape, but nothing worked. His soul could only circle aimlessly within the Dragon Spirit Secret Realm Space, waiting for the embryo at the center to absorb his ebbing life force!

"No! No—"

"Let me out!"

"AHH—"

The horrific screams were forever sealed within that confined space. Jiang Qiu took a deep breath, gradually feeling the soul of Soul being ground down, like a soybean in a stone mill slowly being turned into pulp.

This Soul's soul was of exceptionally high quality, likely because he was of the Soul Race and had inherited their most remarkable Bloodline Talent. Now that it was being absorbed by Snow, it was rapidly accelerating its development.

From a certain perspective, absorbing Soul was even more beneficial than absorbing a Harmonization Realm expert who didn't specialize in the soul.

VMMMM—

Along with a telepathic ripple, the phantom image of a Dragon Eye flickered in Jiang Qiu's eyes. He sensed Snow's aura reviving within the Dragon Spirit Secret Realm Space. 'It only needs a few more months to form a complete body!'

Just as the thought crossed his mind, an electronic voice echoed through Arena 1: "Victor, Jiang Qiu!"

He glanced at the now-empty space opposite him, gave a slight chuckle, and turned to leave the arena. The live broadcast feed froze on the moment he turned, and the entire audience exploded. "Holy shit, it's fucking over just like that?!"

"Holy crap, a fifty-win streak!"

"I'm witnessing history! I'm witnessing history! This is a fucking fifty-win streak!"

"Holy shit, what did I just see? A fifty-win streak from someone at the first level of the Spirit Body Realm?!"

"This is a fucking first-level Spirit Body Realm cultivator one-shotting an expert at the Peak of the Fusion Realm! If I ever told a lie this outrageous, my dad would slap me into next week!"

"Damn it, I wouldn't even dare to dream this shit, but Jiang Qiu actually did it! He one-shotted Soul, a Peak of Fusion Realm expert, while at the first level of the Spirit Body Realm! I'm so damn curious what his soul power is like!"

"This is seriously insane, how is this possible? Soul was an expert who could supposedly rival a Harmonization Realm existence in terms of soul power. How did Jiang Qiu just one-shot him so effortlessly?"

"Insane, this is too insane!"

"It's rigged! Rigged! How is that possible!"

"Rigged your ass! The moment Soul died, the Soul Race's side went into a meltdown. Their clan leader is already vowing revenge for their Saint Heir!"

"He was the peerless prodigy most likely in their entire race to break through to the Harmonization Realm! A super talent who inherited the legacy of their Ancestor! He was supposed to be a contender for a fifty-win streak himself!"

"What? The Soul Race has its eyes on Jiang Qiu now? Isn't he totally screwed?"

"Damn, my idol is such a badass. He didn't hold back even after meeting the Saint Heir of the Soul Race, just killed him instantly. This is no different from declaring war on the entire Soul Race! What's he going to do?"

"He's really done for this time. I remember Jiang Qiu is from the Human Race, right? The Human Race has jack shit for backing. The moment he leaves the protection of the Celestial Star Arena, the Soul Race is going to hunt him to the ends of the earth."

"Are you all that short-sighted? With Jiang Qiu's talent, he could join any superpower he wants, and the Soul Race wouldn't dare touch him. Hunt him down? You think they want their entire race to be annihilated?"

"That's true, but Soul was also part of a superpower. He was a member of the Cosmic Pioneers Organization from the Nine Venerable Great Realm and had pioneered over ten thousand small worlds for them."

"Are you kidding me? Soul is dead, what damn value does he have now? Jiang Qiu could just join the Cosmic Pioneers Organization, problem solved!"

"That makes sense."

While the online discussion raged, Zhu Weiyi was so excited he was at a loss for words. His trembling heart finally began to settle.

"Jiang Qiu survived! Jiang Qiu won! Jiang Qiu has secured a fifty-win streak for the Human Race!"

He shouted with excitement, a heartfelt sense of relief filling his chest. His blood pumped, and an unprecedented passion burned within him.

He had witnessed the rise of an epoch-making super genius, the brilliant debut of a peerless prodigy who symbolized the hope of the Blue Star Human Race.

Ever since the Celestial Star Arena was founded, the factions backing the Star Shining Challengers who achieved a fifty-win streak had all, without exception, grown to become top-tier races in their Great Realm.

Take the Soul Race, for example. Their status in the Desolate Realm was that of the highest nobility, and they were renowned even in other Great Realms and small worlds.

After all, the rise of a super genius is often accompanied by support from various powers. If just one of them were to extend a helping hand and uplift the Human Race, it could develop to an extremely high level.

Jiang Qiu was just such a wonderful surprise. His fifty-win streak would go down in the history books—the Human Race's first genius to achieve fifty wins in this epoch!

"Xia Country is saved, Blue Star is saved, the Human Race is saved."

As he murmured these words, Zhu Weiyi thought of his homeland, his people, and the great calamity that had befallen Blue Star. He couldn't help but clench his fists. "We all have hope now."

After witnessing Jiang Qiu's genius firsthand, he became utterly convinced of his intuition: Jiang Qiu was a peerless, heaven-sent prodigy, the hope for the rise of the Human Race.

Sometimes, he truly felt that this was Jiang Qiu's era. It seemed as if the Secret Realms had revived, the Demon Race had been reincarnated, and the Venerables of the Great Realm had descended upon Blue Star all just to pave the way for his arrival.

The Child of Destiny, nothing less.

Soon, Zhu Weiyi received the notice of his release from slavery. The warden of this prison personally came to escort him out, where he saw Jiang Qiu, who still looked just as young as ever.

However, he was taken aback for a moment. "This mask you're wearing is...?"

"Elder Zhu, it's something I began wearing after embarking upon a special path of the Great Dao."

Recognizing the voice, Zhu Weiyi's heart skipped a beat. His mind spontaneously filled in the blanks, imagining a history of untold hardship: a lonely young man traveling countless leagues to reach this Desolate Realm, this Primordial world cluster.

In order to gain a foothold, he must have abandoned his entire cultivation, chosen a new Cultivation Technique, and then clawed his way, step by step, to where he was today...

'No wonder he's only at the first level of the Spirit Body Realm! So Jiang Qiu started his cultivation all over again with a new system. He must have abandoned all the cultivation he'd built up in the first half of his life!'

At this thought, Zhu Weiyi was deeply moved. "You've been through so much."

Startled for a moment, Jiang Qiu didn't realize what was going on, but he could sense the genuine emotion in the other's eyes. "Not at all. As long as I was able to rescue you, that's all that matters."

Back in North Border City, if it hadn't been for Zhu Weiyi's help, he never would have developed so quickly, let alone escaped North Border City alive to return to Xia Country.

It could be said that in the entire Northern Wilderness, the man had been his staunchest supporter. At the time, even if a Demon Marshal of the Kunlun Demon Clan had arrived, they would have had a hard time threatening his life.

Saving him was only right and proper.

There was no awkwardness in their reunion. Those one or two sentences poured out years of emotion, and it seemed they were the only words that needed to be said. All other feelings were fused into their heartbeats and breaths, unspoken but clearly heard.

"Elder Zhu, I'll ask Senior Celestial Star to send you back to Blue Star."

"And what about you?"

Zhu Weiyi paused, realizing that Jiang Qiu wasn't planning to return. It seemed he still had something else to do.

"I still have to save the people taken by Zuo Xuan."

That short sentence struck Zhu Weiyi's heart like a celestial pillar, sending out endless ripples. His eyes went wide, and he took a sharp, deep breath.

'If I'm not mistaken... Zuo Xuan is a Harmonization Realm expert!'