The Supreme Martial King Shocking All Realms Chapter 3362 - 3357: Spirit of the Firefox_1

Had Yang Chen truly failed on the seventh level, numerous individuals would have delighted in his downfall.

Meanwhile, within the Secret Realm, Yang Chen gazed ahead with a composed demeanor, revealing no signs of disturbance.

To him, should the Law of Life and Death fail to contain the spirits, alternative methods would undoubtedly arise to address the issue.

Yang Chen felt no astonishment upon realizing the Law of Life and Death couldn't hold back these souls. In truth, he had never intended to conquer the entire area solely through the Law of Life and Death.

With the Laws proving ineffective against them, Yang Chen wasted no time. He lifted his hand promptly and directed it toward the forefront.

"Go!"

Instantly, a spirit in the shape of a fox clutching a Plain Knife burst forth from Yang Chen’s sleeve.

This spirit expanded rapidly until it reached the size of a building.

As soon as this fox-shaped spirit materialized, it charged ahead relentlessly. Its might was formidable, and the Plain Knife sliced through the souls effortlessly, as if cutting through soft earth, with total dominance.

The cluster of souls, previously deemed unbreakable, were abruptly reduced to oblivion by this fox-shaped spirit in that instant!

Yang Chen, however, kept his countenance steady, seemingly untouched by the spectacle.

He advanced with poise directly onward. By the moment he vanished from sight, he had already stepped into the eighth level.

Yet, all his actions on the seventh floor were vividly witnessed by the audience, the memory lingering sharply. To this day, countless spectators remained captivated by that display, unable to recover.

Individuals who had anticipated Yang Chen’s humiliation and savored his supposed misfortune were forced to silence their taunts.

Through his deeds, Yang Chen demonstrated that exceeding the boundaries of the Heavenly Boundary Realm was far beyond mere rhetoric.

The instant this fox-shaped spirit emerged, nothing could halt Yang Chen’s progress within the Jingling Secret Realm.

While the crowd was still absorbed in the wonder of Yang Chen’s feat on the seventh floor, a mere handful of breaths later, he had conquered the eighth level.

The Secret Realm’s projection shimmered, and Yang Chen was now positioned on the ninth level.

Amazement, dread, and upheaval!

The gathered observers were so overwhelmed by the unfolding events that words escaped them.

They might have tolerated the seventh level, but Yang Chen had swiftly overcome the eighth as well. Could this man truly be mortal?

Even the typically serene Nine Stars King and Silver City found their eyes tightening in that moment, rendered mute by the shocking sight before them.

Their goal had been to rival Yang Chen, to curb his rising tide, and to teach him the perils of challenging their Grand Abyss Palace!

But what had transpired?

Yang Chen had breezed through the eighth level in no time. What an astonishing feat that represented!

Anxiety gripped Nine Stars King’s heart. Once steady and resolute, he now questioned his ability to triumph over Yang Chen.

For the first time, he recognized that Yang Chen’s earlier words, "I have to remind you," were no jest. They served as a grave caution: should Yang Chen forge ahead, Nine Stars King might lose his opportunity entirely!

Could he reach the eighth level?

Nine Stars King was uncertain. He was confident of clearing the seventh, yet the eighth filled him with doubt, lacking assurance. He understood that advancing beyond the seventh to the eighth demanded far greater challenge.

Inwardly, he could only beseech, "May this youth be halted at the eighth level, no further than that!"

Yet, his wavering faith foreshadowed a harsh reality.

For Yang Chen lingered briefly on the eighth level before proceeding to the ninth.

Astonishment, utter astonishment! It erupted like a tempest, engulfing the venue and enduring relentlessly, refusing to fade.

Silver City and his followers experienced a whirlwind of emotions at that juncture. A profound sense of helplessness welled up within them.

Moreover, a flicker of malice appeared in Silver City’s gaze.

He realized action was imperative.

For failing to eliminate such a being promptly would eventually breed catastrophe, an immense calamity!

Schemes already brewed in his mind.

Only Jiang Qi Feng, recovering from his initial shock, burst into laughter: "This Yang Chen truly is a remarkable figure."

Unaware of these developments, Yang Chen pressed on through the Secret Realm, unwittingly reaching the ninth level.

Upon entering the ninth level, Yang Chen sensed the distinct nature of the souls here compared to those in prior areas.

"Choosing this Jingling Secret Realm was indeed a wise decision," Yang Chen murmured with a grin tugging at his lips.

He had selected the Jingling Secret Realm precisely for its abundance of altered souls, granting him a clear edge.

In another trial, even reaching the ninth might prove far more taxing than his current ease.

His relaxed state owed much to this fox-shaped spirit.

Known as the Spirit of the Firefox, this entity was one such creation.

Similar to the Crimson Ox Soul, the Spirit of the Firefox had been forged by Yang Chen using the Law of Life and Death.

Nonetheless, the extent and caliber of his crafting vastly outstripped those within the Jingling Secret Realm. While Ye Shan Dao Ancestor reshaped souls via the Soul Law, Yang Chen lacked that law. He instead employed residual essence with the Law of Life and Death at its heart to form them.

In raw power, Yang Chen’s creations fell short of Ye Shan Dao Ancestor’s transformations.

Yet, regarding utility, the contrast was striking.

In devising the Spirit of the Firefox and Crimson Ox Soul, Yang Chen assigned distinct roles. The Crimson Ox Soul countered Ghost Qi, whereas the Spirit of the Firefox targeted souls directly, exerting a phenomenal suppressive influence over them.

Originally crafted for Netherworld Yin Souls, they now proved adaptable against these spectral foes.

"Regrettably, the Spirit of the Firefox remains incomplete. It handles these souls well, but its potency against Netherworld Yin Souls is unproven," Yang Chen sighed, shaking his head.

True enough, the Spirit of the Firefox was merely a work in progress.

Owing to its unfinished state, difficulties arose on the ninth level, much like the present predicament.

Wielding the Plain Knife, the Spirit of the Firefox tore through the throng of souls. Yet, it no longer unleashed the overwhelming dominance of earlier, managing merely a dozen or so at once.

Though this display still awed the mighty experts, it fell short of Yang Chen’s expectations.

From behind, Yang Chen gave a subtle shake of his head, and upon noting the Spirit of the Firefox’s limited efficacy, he delivered a firm palm strike without delay.