Chapter 300: Fusing Seed of Fire

Chapter 300: Chapter 300: Fusing Seed of Fire

Chapter 300: Fusing Seed of Fire

Rhain returned to his secure stone suite.

The moment they were isolated from the prying eyes, the six subdued Domain Masters instantly collapsed onto their knees.

"Master!" Skullcrusher was the first to speak, "You cannot fight him! We must flee this Crucible Arena tonight!"

Deathblade nodded desperately beside him, cold sweat pouring down his pale face. "Master, you do not understand the true power of Bloodaxe! He is a Level 6 Domain Master! In the Gold Rank 2 tier, he routinely slaughters middle-stage experts! His combat prowess and raw essence are on a completely different dimension from anything you have faced so far!"

Bloodfiend gritted his teeth, looking up with desperation in his eyes.

"Master, we are bound to you by the Heavenly Vow! If you fall in that arena tomorrow, our souls will instantly shatter! We will all die! Please, reconsider this Blood-Oath Death Duel! With our combined strength, we can carve a path out of the city tonight!"

Rhain stopped walking.

He slowly turned his head, looking down at the six trembling men.

"Are you finished?" Rhain asked, his voice chillingly calm and entirely devoid of panic.

The six Domain Masters froze, silenced by his icy stare.

"I will win," Rhain stated flatly, leaving no room for argument or doubt. "Stand guard outside. Do not let anyone disturb me."

Without waiting for their response, Rhain turned his back and walked directly into the isolated inner chamber, shutting the stone doors behind him.

He knew exactly what he was about to face.

Tomorrow’s duel against Bloodaxe would undoubtedly be the hardest, most grueling battle of his life.

A Level 6 Domain Master consumed by a vengeance-fueled madness was a walking disaster.

His victory over Viperstrike, a Level 4, had already required him to exhaust a significant portion of his reserves and use all of his cards.

Bloodaxe was two entire minor realms above Viperstrike.

In the Domain Master realm, even a single minor level was a crushing advantage.

Two levels meant an exponential multiplier in destructive force

To ensure his victory, he needed to maximize his strength before the sun rose.

Rhain walked to the center of the room and sat cross-legged on the stone floor.

With a thought, his consciousness swept into the System Inventory.

Hovering quietly within the vast expanse was a glowing orb that radiated a primordial heat.

[Item: Seed of Fire.]

Rhain’s dark grey eyes narrowed sharply

With the Red Tribulations Heavenly Flame already perfectly integrated into his Abyssal Sovereign Physique, assimilating this Origin Seed would push his control over the element of fire into an entirely different plane.

He cannot even imagine the level his strength would rise once he could control two origin laws and domains.

It was the biggest reason why he agreed to that battle.

Ofcourse, even if he hadn’t ths seed of fire, he could still manage to kill Bloodaxe if he had used some of his trump cards.

He still haven’t used the tailsmans that carried the full powered attacks of Dean Qaylus.

But Rhain still preferred to win with his own strength.

He didn’t waste a single moment.

’System, begin the assimilation of the Seed of Fire.’

[Confirmation received.]

[Beginning assimilation of the Seed of Fire.]

Swoosh—!

The glowing crimson seed shot forward, sinking directly into the center of Rhain’s forehead and merging into his spiritual sea.

BOOM—!!!

The reaction was instantaneous.

An unimaginable hunger exploded from the depths of his mind.

The seed of fire violently locked onto the twin pitch-black cores hovering within his dantian and began to forcefully devour his essence at a rate that completely defied logic.

In a matter of mere seconds, his massive, dual pitch-black cores were sucked almost dry.

Rhain didn’t dare to hesitate.

With a flash of light dozens upon dozens of jade bottles materialized.

It was his entire remaining stock of flawless Mystic-Grade pills.

Nearly three hundred of them.

An astronomical fortune that could have easily bought a small province in the outside world.

Rhain didn’t even blink at the cost.

Pop! Pop! Pop!

He forcefully popped the corks off and dumped the flawless Mystic-Grade pills into his mouth by the handfuls, swallowing them like ordinary candy.

BOOM—!!!

An ocean of pure essence exploded within his stomach.

Abyssal Sovereign Technique was pushed to its limit, the dark void within his dantian spinning so fiercely it felt as if it might tear his abdomen apart.

It was a torturous night.

The heat of origin fire raged furiously inside his body.

It ruthlessly consumed the continuous flood of refined pitch-black essence, converting it into tangible wisps of the Law of Fire that rained down upon his consciousness.

Sweat poured down Rhain’s handsome face, only to instantly evaporate into white steam.

His meridians tore and healed in a painful cycle.

But the sheer volume of the three hundred flawless Mystic-Grade pills was enough.

It successfully fueled the starving seed, and the excess, highly compressed energy began to push against the bottleneck of his cultivation.

The pressure inside his body skyrocketed to another critical point.

CRACK!

He shattered his bottleneck twice within two days.

Core Formation Realm—Level 3!

But the transformation did not stop there.

Inside his dantian, the vast, swirling sea of excess pitch-black essence began to compress.

It swirled inward, condensing under unimaginable pressure next to his existing twin cores.

Buzz—!

A third perfectly round, crystallized core materialized.

Three solid, supermassive cores hovered side-by-side within his dantian.

Rhain now possessed four distinct sources of essence, the three cores, and the devouring void of his dantian.

As the third core fully stabilized, his comprehension of the fire law skyrocketed at a frightening pace.

Ten percent!

Thirty percent!

Forty-five percent!

It finally slowed to a halt at a staggering fifty-five percent!

Rhain slowly opened his eyes.

He had successfully mastered the Law of Fire to a staggering fifty-five percent with his breakthrough in the third level of Core Formation Realm.

He let out a long, heavy breath.

He could feel that his realm was slightly unstable.

Brute-forcing his way by indiscriminately consuming three hundred flawless Mystic-Grade pills in a single night had left his foundation briefly shaken.

But he didn’t care in the slightest.

Fifty-five percent comprehension of the Law of Fire.

Fifty-five percent comprehension of the Law of Darkness.

Three supermassive pitch-black cores.

All of this has increased Rhain’s strength to an unimaginable level.

Looking at the brightening sky, Rhain slowly stood up from the floor.

A confident smile appeared on his lips beneath the mask as he whispered coldly.

"Let’s see who tears who to shreds."