Soul Immortal

"Soul Fiend, what the hell happened to you?" An imposing voice came out. A magnificent figure was currently sitting on a throne that was adorned with precious jewelries, golds, and treasures. It was a throne solely for the ruler. The figure was wearing a divine robes with fiery souls embroided in them.

Soul Fiend was currently kneeling across the floor, both of his hands limped as if there are no flesh and bones inside them. After escaping the bald man, he used a forbidden technique that forcibly reduce his lifespan and dropping his cultivation by a level, as a Martial Emperor to Martial Lord just to increase his speed by a great amount to escape from the bald man. But after using the forbidden technique, he knew that it was fruitless as the bald man can easily catch him if he wanted to.

Luckily a space vortex appeared between them, sucking the bald man unaware and transporting him to an unknown location. Space vortex are vortices that randomly appears at anywhere and anytime in the Dark Space, they are portals that leads to random location across the realms. They are literally unpredictable and ever so rarely to appear. It was probably due to lady luck that he survived.

Soul Fiend trembled after hearing the voice of his Master, Soul Immortal.

"Master, this disciple is incompetent. I encountered a strong being in one of the lower realms and was defeated by him, even crippling my arms, Me, a Martial Emperor." Soul Fiend cried out, although his heart was filled with grievances, even more so wanting to ripped that bald man into pieces, he still spoke humbly and very subservient towards his Master.

He very much wanted to feed on his flesh and drink his blood, forcing him to use a forbidden technique that has unbelievable drawback towards oneself. He gnashed his teeth as he promised himself to personally massacre that guy's family in the future.

Soul Immortal frowned upon looking at his disciple, he knew that his disciple now harbors hatred towards the attacker. He knew what kind of person this disciple of his is but he value great talents and his talents overcomes his vicious personality as he recruited him. One can say he is a devilish genius that can overcome him in another dozens of thousands of years. Becoming a Martial Emperor, in his current cultivation stage within a hundred thousand years is already shocking enough.

Contrary to the name of the cutivation technique they used, Soul Immortal doesn't increase his cultivation by slaughtering innocents, in fact they used it on his enemies. It was already a miracle to reach Martial Immortal by cultivating the Soul Devourer technique only by slaughtering one's enemy, the only way in improving cultivation is to devour the soul and refine them. Soul Immortal only devour souls from those that deserved it, those utter scums and vicious beings are his victims. One cannot count how many those vicious clans and sect annihilated because of such vicious actions and practices. Although Soul Immortal is not all the way innocent, he is also not that overly vicious.

But this disciple of his is a vicious one, although his disciples hides it very well, how can it escape his Immortal Eyes? But his disciple's talents is one that is peerless and uncontented, even surpassing his, that alone is enough to ignore his disciple's vicious means.

After seeing the ruthless glint in his disciples eyes, he sighed. It is not need to mention what his purpose in the lower realms was, it is to devour all souls in it to increase his cultivation.

"Tell me everything that happened, starting from the moment he attacked you." Soul Immortal waved his hands as he gestured towards his disciple to continue.

Soul Immortal was listening attentively and seriously, this man might be a potential enemy in the future, one must not underestimate, even if someone is nobody.

But his face changed greatly when he heard that one of the Divine Swords was grasped by that man, a The 9 Divine Swords, a quasi-heavenly treasure was actually held by someone when it was already bounded in his disciple's soul! It is known in the Immortal Realm that if a quasi heavenly treasure was bounded in one's soul, it is impossible to grasp it much more use it by others other than the owner. His eyes are much more serious than now, this bald man is clearly not ordinary. Although his disciple says that it is because of restraints of the lower realm why the bald man can grasp the sword, he knew it was not the case.

"Then after that, the bald man jumped. You should know master that my perceptions are honed to the extreme, even I can sense someone at your level if one is approaching yet i didn't notice him at all. It's like he teleported in front of me, but that can only be done by someone in the Martial Immortal Realm, same as you master, which is impossible for him since he has no culivation at all. His entire being screams ordinariness." Soul Fiend continued, he was still kneeling and his head bowed. His master clearly knows that he was there because he wanted to devour souls to increase his cultivation, he was deeply afraid of his Master, A peak Martial Immortal. But when he glanced to see the reaction of his Master, he only saw deep contemplation and without a hint of anger.

So he continued.

"Then after that, he attacked me and when I blocked it with the a Divine Sword..it..it." Soul Fiend choked at this part, as if he still haven't comprehended of what happened.

"What? What happened?" Soul Immortal was now feeling uneasy, it was already unacceptable that one sword was taken away, but he dont know what he will do if something happened to another one. "Spit it out, what happened?!! " Soul Immortal was now practically screaming this time, he was really afraid that something happened to one of the swords. He spent great efforts in obtaining the swords, almost risking his life in the process.

"It..It...IT BROKE!"

'BOOOOOM' The grand throne Soul Immortal was currently sitting upon broke into smithereens, his fury took over him. The entire palace was currently shaking violently. Soul Immortal was currently emanating a terrifying presence, an undeniable aura of an immortal was surging throughout the room. Even his disciple, Soul Fiend, was shaken to the core and instead of kneeling he was now kowtowing while banging his head on the floor, cracking it, even without his arms he still force himself to bang his head in to the floor.

Soul Fiend knew that the matter of a Divine Sword breaking was an unacceptable one, he knew he was in deep trouble. But what can he do? The bald guy was just too powerful, and if the sword didn't block the majority of the force of the punch, then a cripple arm might already be the best case scenario.

Then after a few moments, the shaking stops. After thinking it more deeply, Soul Immortal realized that the matter of the sword breaking is less serious than the bald guy strength. Even him, A peak Martial Immortal, might not necessarily break one of them but the guy did.

Silence reigns for a few moments then the Soul Immortal made a decision.

"Do you know where that man went?" Soul Immortal asked the still trembling Soul Fiend.

"I've sensed the presence of the realm for a bit after he was sucked in, I think it was in the Sky Imperial Realm." Soul Fiend meekly replied.

"What an imposing name for a lower realm. Let's go, we'll go visit this man." Soul Immortal gestures towards his disciple.

After hearing that, his disciple paled with fear. He still don't want to confront that guy again until he has enough sufficient power to contend against the bald man.

Soul Immortal waved his hand as he forcibly torn the space open.

"And remember, The 9 Divine Swords are Quasi-heavenly immortal treasure, it is still far away from becoming a Heavenly Immortal one, don't use its fake ranking in bragging it to others." Soul Immortal glared at his disciple before going in.