A spirit artifact's spirit?
Ye Yun looked up, the wind and clouds surged in the sky. White clouds transformed into a colossal heavenly soldier, like a deity looking down upon the entire world.
"A mere spirit artifact's spirit dares to cause such a spectacle before me. Are you not afraid I will shatter your hard-formed spiritual consciousness?" Ye Yun stood in the void, gazing at the phantom figure that towered in the firmament, and couldn't help but berate.
"Human! How dare you be so presumptuous in my world. It seems you truly wish to die! Fire come!" The heavenly soldier raised its hand, and endless wind and clouds coalesced, instantly changing the color of the entire space, as if the world was ending.
Boom…
Thunder roared, and the white clouds in the sky turned black, then red. With the rumbling thunder, a rain of red fire began to fall.
"This… Spirit artifact spirit, we are all your most loyal servants! You cannot kill us!"
Each droplet of fiery rain contained boundless energy, descending from the sky like a deluge. Not only the area where Ye Yun stood, but the entire internal space of the spirit artifact was covered by this fiery rain. Even Tian Daozi and the others could not escape its attack.
Hundreds and thousands of fiery raindrops struck Ye Yun's protective shield of true essence every second, causing ripples. However, the terrifying energy contained within dared not be underestimated. The energy in almost every droplet of fiery rain was comparable to the full force of a monarch-level early-stage expert's strike.
Yet, it was not over.
"Wind move!"
The colossal heavenly soldier seemed not to hear Ming Daozi's plea, and its large hand pressed downwards. Gusts of wind immediately swept through the entire world. The most terrifying aspect was the incredibly dense spiritual energy in the air, which, under this gale, instantly became violent, amplifying the wind's power by thousands or even tens of thousands of times.
Simultaneously, under the sweep of this gale, the endless fiery rain became even more terrifying and more targeted. Ye Yun's burden, from dealing with thousands of raindrops per second, surged to more than ten times that. Under such dense and prolonged assault, any other quasi-emperor expert would likely not be able to sustain their true essence for long.
"A mere human attempting to defy a god! I give you one chance: open your sea of consciousness and become my slave. With your strength, I will grant you an supreme position in my Heavenly Dao Sect! You will be second only to me within these ten directions of heaven and earth!"
The heavenly soldier stood with its hands behind its back, its eyes looking down upon Ye Yun as if he were an ant.
The hurricane swept through. Ming Daozi and the others' pressure was greatly reduced by the gale, as it swept all the fiery rain within several miles onto Ye Yun, making the flames even more intense and powerful!
"A spirit artifact spirit born from a human-crafted spirit artifact dares to betray its master, continuously devouring human essence and blood to aid its transformation into a tangible form. I surmise that the cultivation techniques practiced by these Heavenly Dao Sect disciples were all provided by you. I must say, your idea is quite unorthodox."
The Heavenly Dao Sect bred alien races and devoured the essence and blood of other races in an attempt to achieve blood replacement, thus they kept many blood slaves. And were not all the disciples of the Heavenly Dao Sect also blood slaves to the Kunlun Mirror's spirit artifact?
Even someone as powerful as Ming Daozi, who cultivated the power of the Heavenly Dao and sought to become one with the heavens, had no idea that his cultivation was merely an experiment orchestrated by this spirit artifact. This spirit artifact harbored the same ambition as Ming Daozi: to become one with the Dao and dominate these ten directions of heaven and earth.
It even intended to use the essence and blood of cultivators from this small world as a catalyst to forge a physical body, transforming itself into a true, flesh-and-blood being.
The fiery rain relentlessly struck Ye Yun's shield. Under this fiery rain, the world had become devastated, a sea of fire everywhere, with deep craters formed by the exploding raindrops. The spirit artifact remained silent. Besides the bombardment of the fiery rain, only the remaining four Grand Elders of the Heavenly Dao Sect below desperately held on, occasionally emitting sounds of pleading.
"Sword surge!" the heavenly soldier roared again. Layers of dark clouds churned in the sky, transforming into countless black swords that flew through the air, attacking Ye Yun.
"Playing with fire and swords before me? That's like showing off your skills in front of an artisan!" Ye Yun's eyes were completely obscured by the attacks from within, making it impossible to see the outside situation. However, his spiritual sense was unimpeded.
Blink…
Sky-splitting fiery rain…
Fireball sky net…
Ye Yun's figure instantly vanished from his original position and reappeared before the heavenly soldier. Simultaneously, countless flames erupted from his body, transforming into attacks that pierced through the heavenly soldier's form before it could even react.
"Human, I am formless. Your attacks have no effect on me. Surrender to me obediently. Dare to resist again, and I will lose my patience."
The heavenly soldier turned, its entire being appearing like a fiery cloud under the assault of the Nine Flavors True Fire.
"Your only four subordinates are dead." Ye Yun did not answer the spirit artifact's words but pointed to Ming Daozi and the other three who had died under his attack.
"Should I thank you for conveniently extracting their essence and blood for me?" The heavenly soldier's voice held no anger, but rather a hint of excitement.
"You dream too sweetly. You have been attacking all along. Now it is my turn." Ye Yun said with a cold smile. Let alone the essence and blood of cultivators, even their physical bodies would instantly be reduced to ashes under his Nine Flavors True Fire.
The spirit artifact was formless, but not unsolvable. For a spirit artifact, the greatest fear was a cultivator's spiritual sense. Therefore, the recognition of each spirit artifact by a cultivator required the use of spiritual sense for refinement to have any chance of success.
This was akin to physical attack and magical attack in a game. Spiritual sense attacks were also formless but could directly assault the very depths of a cultivator's soul.
The reason the Kunlun Mirror's spirit artifact was so brazen was that it had already grown powerful enough that a third-tier spiritual sense could not subdue it. It could even resist a fourth-tier spiritual sense, which was why it could brazenly cultivate a super sect like the Heavenly Dao Sect, which ruled over all forces, within these ten directions of heaven and earth.
Furthermore, Ye Yun guessed that the so-called Three Sects, Three Palaces, and Six Hidden Forces were all cultivated by the spirit artifacts of the six great spirit artifacts, otherwise, there would be no reason for the righteous and demonic paths to be so intertwined.
Unfortunately, all of this would turn to dust under Ye Yun's sixth-tier spiritual sense.
Ye Yun's spiritual sense was like a knife, like a surging tide, and in an instant, it covered this world.