[END] Will Eternal

Chapter 1226: A Journey Through Emptiness!

There was something about the way he held his hand, and something about his gentle gaze and thin smile, which contained an indescribable splendor. Somehow, it was very interesting ….

It seemed like the real hook was dragging him towards her!

After returning to his own private room, he couldn't stop thinking about one particular question.

“Is there anything really wrong with his breakthrough, giving the Ghostmother a chance to make a move? Or ... did Gongsun Wan’er do everything on purpose? " While there was no way for him to answer that question, the latter seemed a very likely possibility.

Since there was no way to determine the answer, he stopped thinking about it. Waving his hands to produce a large number of souls, he once again began to work on the twenty-three-colored flame.

In all of the Eternal Demon Domain, and even above it, the flames of twenty-three colors never existed. Bai Xiaochun had traveled further along the path of the heavenly necromancer than anyone in history, all thanks to Bai Hao's genius.

This time, it took him many years to form a formula for a twenty-three-colored flame. However, even after all that time, and all the augury, he was still not confident enough to actually try to conjure up the flame.

It was exacerbated by the fact that he had so little soul to work with. Most of them he had obtained from a valuable fan, and based on his calculations, he only had enough for four attempts.

If he failed four times in a row, he would not have enough souls to continue his work. The positive side was that after the founding of the Arch-Emperor Dynasty, some mysterious natural laws came into effect which caused the territory they controlled to start changing in a way that resembled the Heavenspan Realm. Souls began to appear in the open, prompting Bai Xiaochun to issue a Dharmic decree for the spirit enhancers to work as hard as possible to gather them.

After enough time had passed, enough souls were gathered to allow one more attempt at conjuring the flames.

"Just five chances ..." he thought. He looked at those souls, and then checked out his new formula. Finally, his eyes shone with determination, and he made his first attempt at that magic.

As the souls gathered and began to show signs of forming into a multi-colored flame, Bai Xiaochun's full attention was focused on the task at hand. Seven days later, his expression flickered, and he quickly performed a two-handed spell move. Using the strength of his cultivation base, he forcibly suppressed the explosive force that had just been generated when the flame was unstable.

The sound of explosions rang out as he watched the chaotic flames slowly fade away. After that, he sat there, obviously frustrated, his eyes red, his mind racing as he analyzed the process to determine what went wrong.

He spent several months making appointments and analysis. Skipping sleep and other daily tasks, he focused with crazy intensity as he tried to solve all his previous problems. At that moment, he began his second attempt!

Unfortunately, it also failed!

It was the same as his third and fourth attempts ….

Each time, he spent longer and longer trying to refine his formula and solve all the problems. By the time he was ready for his fifth attempt, three years had passed!

Dabao and Xiaoxiao were mischievous as ever, and the Arch-Emperor Dynasty continued to grow and develop. Furthermore, the War Champion King had finally managed to break through to become celestial!

The Arch-Emperor Dynasty now had four heavens! Once again, the dynasty grew stronger and stronger!

It was then that Bai Xiaochun began his fifth attempt!

If he failed, then he would have no soul anymore, and who knows how long before he could gather enough for another trial. On this fifth attempt, he was seventy percent certain that he would successfully create a twenty-three-colored flame!

After working with meticulous and complete precision, another color appeared in the chaotic flame before him. Just as it turned into a twenty-third color, an indescribable aura surged out from Bai Xiaochun's private room!

Even the spell formation protecting his private room was not strong enough to withstand that aura. In fact, it had even broken through the imperial palace's spell formation, as well as one that covered the city itself!

As the aura surged, the sky became dim, and clouds churned. Multi-colored light filled the air, until a majestic sea of fire was present, filled with twenty-three different colors!

"That's …."

"How many colors is that?"

"Paradise! It was.. Twenty-three colored flame !! ”

Shouts of astonishment filled Arch-Emperor City, and soon, Bai Xiaochun's laughter joined them.

His face lit up with excitement as he looked at the flames twenty-three colors flickering on his palm. It was absolutely impossible for him to remain calm, as he sensed that, as soon as a twenty-three-colored flame appeared, the mark on the back of his hand that represented Bai Hao shivered.

This twenty-three-colored flame would be of great help to Bai Hao!

Following his own instincts, Bai Xiaochun tried to remain trembling as he sent a twenty-three-colored flame to Bai Hao's mark!

As the two join together, the sign vibrates with increasing intensity. Of course, Bai Xiaochun felt extremely nervous; the idea of using a multi-colored flame to awaken Bai Hao was simply something he produced with speculation.

He had no way of knowing for sure whether his idea would work. But now ... of the fluctuations he felt were from the target, he had a strong premonition!

"If I can send a thirty-color flame to the Hao’er sign, then ... he can definitely be resurrected !!" Just thinking back to how Bai Hao had died caused his heart to ache.

Bai Hao was the only disciple he had ever taken in his entire life!

After the flames of twenty-three colors completely merged into the mark in his hand, Bai Xiaochun's eyes shone with determination!

Previously, he had no evidence to confirm that he could use fire magic techniques to resurrect Bai Hao. But at this moment, he had a new path unfolding before him.

"I need more souls!" he said, a serious expression overtaking his face. His piles of spirits had been depleted, and the precious fan no longer had a soul in it. However, there are places that have an infinite supply of souls!

He looked up at the sky, which from this perspective looked like a starry sky, but which was actually a vast void!

"The "dark void was filled with countless ruins and endless debris. It also has endless .. souls! In the years since he founded his own nation, he has only returned to fans a few times to check on Song Que.

Now that he knew how to awaken Bai Hao, he made a new decision!

"I will use a fan to travel through the void, conjure fire and gather souls! After I make that thirty-colored flame, I will awaken Hao’er! ” After reaching the conclusion that this was definitely the best idea, he sent divine sense to examine Song Junwan, Zhou Zimo, Dabao, and Xiaoxiao.

Although he would travel far away from them, he could return to the Arch-Emperor Dynasty at any time through teleportation. However, to be safe, he decided to leave the divine sense behind in the form of a clone, ready to take action at that very instant if necessary.

He did not tell his family about his plans. He simply touched his forehead, causing a clone to come out from him, who sat cross-legged and began meditating.

Without any further hesitation, he disappeared ... to reappear in the darkness of emptiness, on the treasured fan!

He will embark on a journey through emptiness, to gather souls!