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Chapter 524

"Inextinguishable Lifeforce …" Haarlem stared at his own hands. He had used the dust to penetrate his body and constantly nurtured it, keeping his body in a state of half-life and half-death.

However, at this moment, this body had come back to life, resurrected with Steel Qi as its life.

Just now, after the Master had used a special secret method to pass on all the profound meaning of Inextinguishable Lifeforce to him, he had naturally gained a new understanding. The dust at the core of his soul trembled and became different. He had comprehended the Soul of Steel.

The Soul of Steel was actually similar to the Flame Rhythm of the Flame Era. It was a kind of rule of the world, hidden in the depths of the world. Only when the soul was agitated and active could one sense the existence of the Soul of Steel, and use it to condense one's own Steel Attribute into Steel Qi.

After the initial mastery of Inextinguishable Lifeforce, the next step was to accumulate Steel Qi, continuously fuse with other elements to forge and temper the Steel Qi, until the final step was to burn the soul to forge steel and completely forge the Steel Qi.

That was when the true power of Inextinguishable Lifeforce was revealed. With Inextinguishable Lifeforce as the origin point, the branches were opened, and one branch was used to cultivate other Arts.

There were hundreds of branches in the Master's body, but it was precisely because there were too many branches that he had comprehended it too late, and could not complete the Return of All Streams to the Origin. Now that his Art was broken, the origin point was already lacking, and there was no hope for him to break through and become a higher level Grandmaster of Combat.

On the contrary, the Master was very optimistic about Haarlem. His Art of Force was enough to observe how suitable people were for his own Art, and Haarlem was even more suitable for this Art than the Master himself, the creator.

Moreover, the Master knew that he did not have much time left, so he had passed on his Art to Haarlem in a short period of time.

The ruins were also filled with fog. The group of four moved with extreme caution, relying on Haarlem's control of the dust to explore the path, and at the same time desperately hiding their own movements.

Dark spirits all had a field of perception. If there were no obstructions, as long as one appeared within the field of perception, they would be sensed. On the other hand, as long as one was outside the field of perception, one would not be discovered even if one swaggered around.

"Most evil spirits are weightless, so they won't trigger traps. That's why most of the traps in the ruins are still intact," Haarlem said softly as he explored.

The ruin was huge, when the Cauchy people were trapped inside the city, they could only rely on the plague to defend themselves. One or two squads of people could barely sneak out of the city, while the majority of them could only stay inside the city. As their food supply was dwindling, they decided to stake everything on building the underground palace. Facing despair, they poured all of their efforts into building the underground palace.

Just like that, the entire underground palace was divided into several areas. The place they entered should be the transportation area. There were many rotten wooden carts, stones, and mounds of dirt that had not been transported out.

Haarlem's expression suddenly changed. The dust rapidly transformed, wrapping around the four of them, forming a thick layer of protection.

From afar, they could feel a cold and gloomy aura drifting over. Only when that aura was far away did the dust gradually dissipate.

"He's probably going after the Grandmaster. Let's move quickly. If we can make it in time, the Grandmaster will be fine." Lamy hurriedly said. That cold and gloomy aura just now was definitely a large group of Evil Spirits passing by. Since that was the case, it was easy to guess what those Evil Spirits were going to do.

"Won't he be fine?" Haarlem scowled. As a rational person, he wouldn't care too much about the Grandmaster just because he taught him the Flowing technique. He taught him, he learned from him, their relationship was as simple as that.

"The Cauchy people's suicide area definitely isn't the armory area. After all, corpses are also a form of pollution. If the Evil Spirits are coming from the direction where the corpses are, then let's go to the other side" Haarlem maintained his calm and thought for a bit before leading the group on their way again.

Frye followed behind the three of them, feeling a bit strange. His original plan was to bring the three of them to the underground palace and then use the complicated tunnels to escape, but he somehow ended up following them inside. It was as if there was another will inside his body that was controlling his actions.

He raised his right hand, and the bead on his wrist rolled. An eye looked at him, and when he came back to his senses, he was separated from the three immortals. He was completely awake, and when he looked at his wrist again, the bead had disappeared.

In his panic, Frye didn't dare to stay any longer and wanted to go back the way he came. However, in his panic, he didn't conceal his presence, so some of his human presence lingered on the ground.

Negri raised his hand, sensing every tiny detail, analyzing how every thought in his mind was formed. After an unknown amount of time, he once again used the body made of germs.

He slowly walked through the dark underground ruins, passed through the collapsed area and arrived at the pile of corpses.

Countless corpses were piled up here, the air was filled with a horrible stench. After the Cauchy people committed suicide, their corpses were piled up together, then the leaders who moved the corpses also committed suicide next to them.

Because of that, Negri could also see a corpse sitting next to the pile of corpses. His skeletal hand was holding a sword that was full of holes, his skull had fallen to one side.

Salajia was sitting next to that corpse. The King of Evil Spirits was the first to awaken this corpse, but this guy had already forgotten his true name and abandoned his identity in history. He barely managed to turn into an Evil Spirit without the support of history.

Salajia still remembered his matter-of-fact words.

"We're not heroes, we're just a bunch of losers, isn't it normal that we weren't recorded in history?"

"If you're not a hero, then what am I?" Salajia picked up this guy's skull and put it back on his body, but it quickly rolled down again. Speechless, Salajia put the skull back on his legs.

She, the one who stopped the Cauchy people, the one who didn't complete her redemption, was left in history, and had now come back to life.

As Negri walked past the pile of corpses, he patted the corpse, then continued deeper into the ruins. He walked past the Cauchy people's excavations, passed through the unfamiliar yet familiar place, and finally arrived at a paradise-like place.

A vast sea of flowers, as well as a towering tree in the distance, seemed to have sensed Negri's arrival. A gust of wind blew past, the branches swayed and the leaves rustled, as if cheering for Negri's arrival.

On this tree, Negri had rested for over 20 years.

Lightly stroking the rough bark of the tree, Negri's fingers turned into black mud that slowly seeped into the tree. The branches of the tree began to madly dance. In the void of space, some things that couldn't be seen with the naked eye also manifested.

The sky above the Flame world was completely torn apart, revealing a scene in front of everyone's eyes. Gigantic and illusory things that couldn't be described were surrounding a planet surrounded by clouds and mist.

As the bridge was further established, the indescribable things grew larger and larger, tore through the layer of clouds and revealed the blue planet to everyone's eyes.

Skyscrapers, roads, airplanes, ships, the world of the Lord God was like a giant painting that was displayed in the sky of the Flame world.