A Mortal's Start in the Spirit Beast Mountain

Chapter 458 Silver Moon Memories

Seeing Luo Ming remain silent, the blood-red man pondered for a moment, a hint of smugness and anticipation flashing in his crimson eyes.

It was certain that no Nascent Soul cultivator from the lower realm could resist the allure of ascending to the Spirit Realm. As long as the other party was tempted, it had room to maneuver, and might even be able to turn the tables—

However, the expected bargaining or inquiries about details did not materialize.

Luo Ming, who had been deep in thought, suddenly raised his head, a cold glint flashing in his eyes, and without warning, he opened his mouth and spat out a curse!

"call"

A ball of energy, about the size of an egg, glowing with a bluish light and brimming with vitality yet carrying a strange, scorching heat, was exhaled from Luo Ming's mouth. This seemingly gentle ball of energy instantly drew the full attention of the blood-red-faced man.

Without the slightest hesitation, Luo Ming gently blew on the floating blue cloud of gas.

A wisp of green mist drifted out and landed precisely in the silver flames below that enveloped the skeleton.

"boom--!"

Like hot oil poured into boiling water, or a spark igniting explosives! The originally gentle, flowing, and slowly permeating "Soul-Devouring Silver Flame" suddenly surged violently the moment it came into contact with that wisp of green energy!

The silvery-white flames shone brightly, and the temperature soared at an astonishing rate. The color of the flames even changed to a more dazzling bright silver, and a faint bluish halo appeared at the edge of the flames!

A more domineering and purer refining and purifying power suddenly erupted!

"Sizzle, sizzle, sizzle," a piercing burning sound immediately emanated from the point where the skeleton came into contact with the silver flame, and wisps of even thicker black smoke were forced out and purified.

The pale golden skeleton, under the scorching heat of the interwoven silver and blue flames, began to visibly turn slightly red.

soften!

"This—this is?!" The blood-red face was first stunned, then sensed the sudden surge in the power of the silver flames, and the rapidly increasing threat to his remnant soul. He immediately let out a roar of shock and rage: "Burning Heaven Wood Qi! This is impossible! How could a lower realm human cultivator possess such divine wood primordial energy?"

It recognized the origin of this azure energy! Back in the Spirit Realm, it had personally witnessed a late-stage Nascent Soul cultivator of the Wood Clan with the "Burning Heaven Wood" physique using this azure energy to enhance his own spiritual fire, and was able to briefly contend with a powerful Fire Dragon Clan cultivator in the early stage of the Void Refinement Realm!

Although the azure energy Luo Ming exhaled was much thinner and more ethereal than the original essence of that Wood Clan member from back then, its nature and effect were instantly recognized by it! The amplification of the flames by this azure energy was a qualitative change!

Upon hearing the blood-red face's exclamation, Luo Ming's heart stirred slightly. He thought to himself that this old demon was indeed knowledgeable and knew a great deal, but in that case, he should not let this demon live.

A demon soul that knows too much is too dangerous for him if he cannot use it.

This breath of green energy was a wisp of primordial energy slowly nurtured by his "Flame Wood Body." It possessed both pure wood spiritual power and a unique fire nature, which could enhance the fire's intensity and power, and also quickly repair physical injuries. It was extremely precious and he would never use it under normal circumstances.

At this moment, in order to eliminate this demonic soul as quickly and completely as possible, he could no longer afford to be frugal.

Luo Ming snorted coldly, changed his hand seals, and fully activated the "Spirit Devouring Silver Flame"!

The silver flame, empowered by the "Burning Heaven Wood Qi," has become far more powerful! No longer content with slowly penetrating and burning, it seems to have gained sentience, splitting into countless fine silver fire threads, like silver roots, frantically drilling into the crevices of the pale gold skeleton, rushing towards the deepest part of the skeleton, the core hiding place of the demon soul!

They were determined to completely refine and devour this stubborn Nascent Soul demon!

"ah-!!!"

The blood-red face let out a piercing scream, its already ethereal features contorting and trembling violently, barely able to maintain their form. It sensed a deadly threat!

This silver flame was already a threat to his soul, and now, with the added power of that strange azure energy, its power has increased dramatically, making it its nemesis! What's even more terrifying is that it is firmly locked in the skeleton by the "Four Symbols Sealing God Restriction," and its soul is unable to escape from the skeleton at all, and can only passively endure the suffering of soul refining!

"You—you really don't want to ascend to the Spirit Realm? I swear, everything I've said is true! That passage really exists! Ah—!" The demon soul howled in agony as it made its last effort, trying to sway Luo Ming with the lure of ascension.

It simply couldn't understand why this human cultivator before it could be so decisive and ruthless in the face of such a tremendous temptation, determined to kill it. Wasn't he afraid of missing out on this incredible opportunity?

Luo Ming remained indifferent and unmoved. While controlling the silver flames to intensify the refining process, he also focused on maintaining the faint connection he had established with the four stone statues, carefully preserving the sealing power of the "Four Symbols Sealing God Restriction" to prevent the demonic soul from resorting to desperate measures in a desperate situation, such as self-destructing its remaining soul or committing mutual destruction.

He knew that it was precisely at times like these that he couldn't give the other side any breathing room.

Under the frenzied refining of the surging silver flames, the demon soul's screams and pleas for mercy grew weaker and weaker, and its blood-red face became increasingly dim and transparent, as if it would burst like a bubble at any moment.

On the contrary, the silver firebird became even more magnificent, its body seemed to have solidified a bit, and the silver flame feathers on its body were clearer and more agile, faintly emitting a joyful mental fluctuation. Obviously, devouring and refining this Nascent Soul demon soul would be of great benefit to it.

Just as the demonic soul's aura waned to its lowest point, its form becoming almost transparent, and it was about to completely dissipate—

Luo Ming suddenly raised an eyebrow and slowed down the hand seals.

The incredibly powerful refining force of the silver flames also paused slightly.

"Hmm!" Luo Ming stared at the almost dissipating illusory demonic soul, a thoughtful look flashing in his eyes. He muttered to himself, "This state of being on the verge of death, with less than one-tenth of its soul power remaining—it should be about right, right?"

The demon soul, on the verge of collapse, sensed the pause in the refining power of the silver flames and heard Luo Ming's soliloquy. A faint hope ignited in its heart!

Could it be that this human boy has finally been moved? Is he willing to negotiate? It barely managed to gather its last bit of soul power, its scarlet eyes looking at Luo Ming with a hint of pleading and expectation.

However, Luo Ming's next words made it feel as if it had fallen into an ice cave, and its soul body fluctuated violently, almost collapsing directly!

Luo Ming seemed to be asking and answering himself, or perhaps instructing someone: "Silver Moon, try now. In your current state, can you safely devour and read this wisp of demon soul memories? If not, or if there is a risk, then don't force it. Just let Silver Flame completely refine and devour it. Although it's a pity to waste its memories, it will greatly enhance Silver Flame's spirituality."

As soon as he finished speaking, a flash of silver light appeared beside Luo Ming, and a tiny silver wolf, about the size of a palm, with a pure white body, soft fur, and bright, curious eyes, appeared out of thin air. It was Silver Moon, manifested in her primordial spirit form.

After Silver Moon appeared, it first sniffed the remaining demonic soul aura in the air, then tilted its little head and curiously examined the almost transparent, trembling, weak demonic soul phantom above the skeleton.

"This—this is—" The blood-red human face, which had long since faded and turned into a blurry, pale golden tortoise phantom, was struck as if by lightning the moment it saw the silver wolf. Its entire soul trembled violently and almost collapsed on the spot!

Its small, scarlet eyes widened, staring intently at the silver wolf cub, its gaze filled with disbelief and a hint of awe stemming from its bloodline! It stammered, its spiritual energy becoming incoherent: "Ling—Linglong—Linglong person? You—how could you be here! Didn't you—didn't you already return to the Spirit Realm?" It recognized the silver wolf cub's primordial spirit aura at a glance!

Although it was much weaker and its form was slightly different, the suppression originating from the depths of its bloodline and the unique fluctuations of its soul were unmistakable! This was none other than the "Exquisite Demon Consort" whom it had once followed and served, a powerful figure from the spirit realm who was ordered to descend to the mortal world to lead the demon race against the invasion of the demon realm!

It never imagined that after being sealed away in this dark and sunless underground for ten thousand years, struggling to survive, it would eventually meet this once high and mighty, awe-inspiring master from a human cultivator in the lower realm!

Moreover, judging from the situation, this "Lady Linglong" seems to have a close relationship with this human cultivator, and even—she obeys his orders. What exactly is going on?

Silver Moon was perched in mid-air, tilting its little head, curiously examining the weak and feeble pale golden tortoise phantom before it, calculating the risks and success rates of forcibly devouring this Nascent Soul demon soul in its current state.

The other person's shocked and incredulous "Lady Linglong" made her tremble. She unconsciously covered her head with her little hands, and fragmented and blurry images and sounds flooded into the depths of her chaotic memory like a tide.

"I—you—" Silver Moon's voice carried a hint of confusion and uncertainty. She struggled to search for relevant information from the chaotic fragments of memory, and hesitantly began, "You are—the Blood Turtle that followed me down to the mortal realm back then—?"

Seeing that Silver Moon seemed to remember something, the pale golden tortoise phantom grasped at a straw, nodding frantically. Its soul flickered even more excitedly: "Yes, yes, yes! Lady Linglong! It is indeed me! Back then, you were ordered by the Demon King to lead us down to the mortal realm to resist the demonic calamity, and Little Turtle has always followed you! Lady, you—how come you are here? And—"

Its small, scarlet eyes glanced at the cold-faced Luo Ming beside it, then at Silver Moon's current miniature wolf form, clearly suffering from amnesia. Its voice was filled with surprise and anger: "My lord, your primordial spirit—how could it be incomplete? And—and given to this person—" It seemed to understand something, abruptly turning its head to glare at Luo Ming. Despite its weakened state, it still radiated intense hostility and humiliation: "You! You dare enslave Lady Linglong! Do you know who Lady Linglong is?"

Luo Ming glanced at it coldly, his gaze as if looking at an ant, ignoring its roar. Instead, he turned his attention to Yin Yue beside him, whose expression was shifting as if she were struggling to process her memories. His tone was calm but tinged with concern: "Yin Yue, have you remembered something?"