Reaper of the Martial World

Book 7: Chapter 252: Soul Nature (3)

Dyon’s finger flicked upward, causing his crystal half-step dao array to bloom right along with his fire half-step dao array. On one hand, his white flames amplified Madeleine’s life essence to a new level, while on the other hand, his crystal will amplified it once more.

The moment Dyon saw the Lord Creator, he knew he would be facing an impossible to climb mountain.

Firstly, getting into a fist fight with a skeleton was the peak of stupidity. It was absolutely impossible to harm his skeleton. Even if Dyon threw everything he had at it, the idea of shattering a whole Higher Existence skeleton was ridiculous. Even if he was a peak dao expert it would be impossible.

To make matters worse, Dyon couldn’t use his Presence. For one, his Presence was weaker than Orcus’. And, even if it wasn’t, he aura of a Higher Existence skeleton would shatter his attempts wholly. One had to remember that the base strength of Presence relied on the body. The stronger one’s body was, the better effect one’s Presence had on those several cultivation realms above them.

Currently, Dyon’s Presence was useless against dao experts. But, celestials wouldn’t be able to forcibly ignore his Presence like they could. For the same reason, his Presence was useless against Orcus.

Then there was another matter. For a spirit like Orcus, he would be highly susceptible to Dyon’s aurora steps. The problem was that Orcus’ soul was far more powerful than Dyon’s! Even if he brought out the aurora steps, what difference would it make? Using a celestial soul to pressure the soul of a Higher Existence? Foolish wouldn’t even begin to describe such an idiotic action.

It could be said that Dyon was only still alive now because the soul couldn’t directly attack. Something that was his greatest weakness was actually saving his life right now.

Just like this, idea after idea was shot down. For the first time, Dyon’s treasures of the 33 heavens were absolutely useless while him racking his brain gave him no results. In the end, he could only rely on Madeleine!

The agonizing screams of Orcus filled the throne room. The supposed ‘arrow’ was just a bland javelin of condensed life essence. After fusing with Dyon’s flames and being amplified by his crystal will, it enveloped Orcus in a wall of white flames.

Under normal circumstances, this wouldn’t be so terrible. After all, regardless of what constitution Orcus had, a soul was still steeped in life essence. In fact, it was the place where life essence took root in order to nurture one’s body through life. It was by cultivating that the body would becoming capable of repaying the soul in a sort of feedback loop, growing this life essence to new heights.

The problem here was the Orcus was just a single step away from cultivating immortal sense…

When crossing the threshold to form immortal sense and nurturing a nascent soul, one gains the ability to give their soul an attribute. It’s this difference that allows transcendents to attack with their souls while mortals cannot.

Although Orcus didn’t reach the level of being able to attack with his soul just yet, luckily for Dyon, he had begun to nurture his soul to slowly cultivate its nature.

This so-called ‘Soul Nature’ was one of the mightiest abilities of transcendents. Those who chose, for example, a Fire Soul Nature would breed a Mind’s Eye steeped in flames. At this point, their Fire Will would reach an unimaginable height, allowing a Dao to transform into something greater and become a Law. Once one’s nurturing reached a certain level, a Law can then transform to an even greater height to become an Origin Source.

When one becomes capable of relying on their own souls to produce their wills instead of being forced to communicate with the Heavens first to do so, the amount of power they can wield is unimaginable, especially for someone at Dyon’s level.

However, it was exactly because Orcus reached this height that he was suffering so much now. The answer was obvious, Orcus had nurtured a Death Nature for his soul! What had he been doing here for trillions of years? How did he spend his days? While it was true that much of the death qi he gathered was for his skeleton, another large portion was for his soul!

Allowing such dense life essence to awash him now was like basking an open wound in alcohol.

Dyon moved quickly. The moment he dodged the arrow, he immediately evoked his Tree of Life and Death.

A crystalline tree shimmering with beautiful translucent gems appeared. In the next instant, its roots shot forward, coated by Dyon’s white flames.

They pierced through the air at blinding speeds. Appearing above Orcus’ eye sockets and shooting through in the next moment.

The agonizing screams of Orcus reached a new heights as his soul was pierced through. Even if he was a step away from cultivating Immortal Sense, how could a mortal plane soul have any sort of defense? Piercing through it was as easy as poking a hole in paper with a sharp knife.

Madeleine continued to control life essence, passing it through Dyon’s manifestation and into the skeleton.

Still, despite the situation, Dyon couldn’t bring himself to relax, nor did he dare apply his understanding of Devour to his Tree of Life and Death. Underestimating a Higher Existence would only have one result, and he wasn’t ready to die just yet.

A stalemate was suddenly created. Orcus’ movements were stalled indefinitely, unable to control his skeleton under such pain, but neither were Dyon and Madeleine able to kill him directly – the soul of a Higher Existence was beyond their ability to deal with easily.

If things continued like this, the husband and wife couple would definitely run out of stamina long before Orcus did.

‘What do I do?’ Dyon’s brows furrowed.