Apocalypse: Master of Soul Beasts

Leoja’s castle is very large, taking up at least one-tenth of the entire city. Wen Yu had only stepped out for a short moment to take a look and found that this so-called First City of the Desolate Border was comparable in scale to some superclusters on Earth.

If it were on Earth, Leoja would undoubtedly be a notable power holder, but in the Demon Realm... from the conversations at the banquet, Wen Yu could judge that this so-called Desolate Border was probably an exile zone in the Demon Realm, a sort of lawless fringe area. This was also the reason Wen Yu could act so recklessly.

As for killing a Level 11 demon fiend... such a trivial matter, it’s not even worth mentioning; encountering Lin Sai and the other two was just Wen Yu’s bad luck. The fact demonstrated the vast disparity even among Level 11 entities... That Crow couldn’t even withstand the bombardment of the Divine Light!

And this was the reason behind what Wen Yu had said about not holding back... He hadn’t expected that Level 11 demon fiend to be so fragile; during testing, he accidentally released two more beams of Divine Light, not only blasting the Level 11 old monster to death but also causing collateral damage to the Second City in the Wilderness Border Area.

However, the results were perfect; not only did he obtain what he wanted, but he also earned the respectful cooperation of Ye Nan and his Avengers—the Second City Master of the Desolate Border wasn’t much weaker than Leoja...

Under Leoja’s lead, Wen Yu and Bai walked all the way to a basement. Leoja opened the door, invited Wen Yu and Bai inside, and then left, leaving a private space for the two. Only then did Wen Yu have the time to address his own issues... and explore some unknown secrets.

Now, Wen Yu had revealed a bit of his strength, and Bai, from their previous secret conversation, undoubtedly needed something from Wen Yu. Given the power gap between them, although Bai might not tell Wen Yu everything, Wen Yu believed Bai would not withhold some top-level secrets.

Sure enough, Bai acted decisively, extending his hand to Wen Yu.

...

”A magic crystal from a Level 11 professionist, a Treasure Land Protector, plus a magic crystal from a Level 11 demon fiend, a fragment of the Demon Realm’s Core, and your blood.”

These were the items Bai needed, which Wen Yu had already gathered.

When Wen Yu handed these four items to Bai, Bai held them and then took out a test tube from his space ring. He first injected Wen Yu’s blood into the test tube, followed by the fragment of the Demon Realm’s Core, the Level 11 professionist’s magic crystal, and the Level 11 demon fiend’s magic crystal, placing the test tube aside. Under Wen Yu’s gaze, the three crystals in the test tube seemed to undergo some unknown chemical reaction, bubbling, and in no time, the edges of the three crystals began to soften.

And at this moment, Bai finally spoke.

”Just wait a moment, about half an hour or so. Once the three crystals fuse, you will obtain what you desire.”

”What I want...”

Wen Yu murmured, then his eyes gradually steadied.

He just wanted to break free from the Dominator’s control... In terms of skills, because the skills were deeply embedded in the Soul Body, according to the Demon Lord, the Dominator could no longer strip Wen Yu of his skills. But Wen Yu couldn’t ignore his physical condition, especially since he strongly suspected that his power, derived from the professionist system, still harbored some unknown risks.

Resolving these things as soon as possible would rid Wen Yu of his greatest trouble.

When the three crystals in the test tube were half fused, Wen Yu asked again.

”This, well, thing similar to alchemy, where did you learn about it?”

”I knew about it long ago, roughly when the Immortal Emperor achieved Level 11 power; it was a rumor that spread from some unknown source.”

Bai said this, pausing for a brief moment, then decided it was necessary to level with Wen Yu. Wen Yu’s curiosity seemed eager for knowledge, but in reality, wasn’t it that Wen Yu was wary of Bai, this old monster? For future collaboration, Bai felt it was necessary to selectively reveal some information to Wen Yu.

”I think you might have seen the Dominator’s control over professionists; he can freely strip a professionist of their skills and physical attributes. This is not a skill or ability but derives from an innate suppression. No matter how powerful you are, in front of the Dominator, you are just a weakling who can’t resist at all.”

”Once, the Immortal Emperor learned part of the Dominator’s secret, sorry, I don’t know this secret. Subsequently, the Immortal Emperor experimented with this bizarre yet simple formula, and the results were optimistic... This thing can indeed help you break free from the Dominator’s control, not only ensuring that you retain your skills and physical attributes when facing the Dominator but also expelling the anchor within you...”

”Anchor?”

This ”anchor” left Wen Yu somewhat perplexed.

”You can think of it as a kind of locator mark, like your Soul Puppet; you can sense the detailed coordinates of each of your Soul Puppets, right?”

”I could on Earth, but not now...”

Wen Yu said this, then began to form his own understanding of this ”anchor.”

An extremely insidious tracking coordinate—assuming Wen Yu was still on Earth and the Dominator was there as well, irrespective of whether the Heaven-covering Robe could be effective, the Dominator could instantly pinpoint Wen Yu’s location through this tracking.

At that point, whether to crush him flat or into a ball would be entirely at the Dominator’s discretion.

It illustrates just how extraordinarily powerful the Dominator’s control over professionists is—like raising pigs, each equipped with a locator device, and with Earth’s atmosphere sealed, no one could escape. If it weren’t for Wen Yu having a Boundary Cracking Device, even if you pierced the sky, you couldn’t avoid this catastrophe.

In hindsight, it seems when the Dominator wasn’t on Earth, Wen Yu was extremely fortunate...

Bai moved two chairs over, then sat down in a comfortable posture, lighting a cigarette for Wen Yu as well. As the smoke swirled, Bai spoke again.

”Actually, this alchemy formula—well, let’s just describe it as an alchemy formula for now—is quite straightforward. You know of the Dominator, you know the Demon Lord, and also the Demon Realm, but have you ever considered why the Demon Tribe, despite being under the professionist system, isn’t under the Dominator’s control?”

Wen Yu fell silent; this was a question Wen Yu had pondered before.

”Maybe they’re in it together.”

A difficult judgment to make, yet a quite terrifying one, although this deduction has many loopholes.

”Or perhaps the Demon Lord has means to counter the Dominator...”