<h4>Chapter 6125: Primal Anima</h4>


    “Boom!” His anima tree was set free and allowed to release its might.


    “Crack!” The gate in the sky inched closer to opening and more light illuminated him. They also affected his anima tree; the particles looked like yful spirits.


    These particles permeated into the tree, starting a current on the surface. A faint presence of the high heaven’s power could be sensed during the process, only increasing with time.


    They gathered at the treetop and turned into a t maelstrom. His anima converged at this point, being washed and purified by the maelstrom of light.


    The two separate affinities began a fusion process - the anima and the heavenly power. The eventual product was a return to the primal state with soft yet mighty strands of power oozing outward.


    “Primal anima!” Everyone understood his goal.


    “He wants to obtain a primal anima now!” An emperor shouted in astonishment.


    Everyone opened their eyes wide open, not wanting to miss a single detail. This was especially true for the apex emperors; they attempted to memorize everything because this might be necessary one day.


    “The second primal ancestor of Sin?” A deste god murmured.


    The primal stage was unbeatable in Sin since there was only one cultivator at this level - Immortal Suppressor.


    “Worthy of being graced in the presence of an immortal.” Another emperor said sentimentally.


    A primal anima was essential for the next steps - primal ancestor, overlord, and immortal. The imperial realm was only the very beginning.


    “Boom!” As the gate opened more, the light intensified. Specter Ancestor’s reformed body had a hard time enduring the influx of power and cracked in many ces. The cracks only made it worse, allowing the light to infiltrate easily. Blood poured out and soaked his robe.


    “This won’t work, he’s relying on an external force to prove his dao.” An emperor said.


    “The power of the ghost market, right?” An ancestor nearby asked.


    “It’s the market’s heavenly scripture.” One deste god nced at the pond and said softly: “Rumored to have been brought down by an immortal.”


    This heavenly scripture was hidden deep in Ghostway Temple, only essible to those who have defeated it.


    ording to the legends, an immortal descended and brought the major ghost market with him. He was apanied by the heavenlyws. They took root here and became a heavenly scripture.


    Something earthshattering urredter and the immortal disappeared. This ce became avable to everyone else and was known as the major ghost market.


    Some disputed the origin of the scripture once they had the chance to see it from afar. The original hypothesis of belonging to the immortal was still the most popr, but another side believed it was a natural form of the heavenly dao or the manifestation of the ghost market’sws...


    All in all, none was able to open it for a look, let alone take it away from Ghostway Temple.


    Today, Specter Ancestor tried to use its power to create a primal anima for himself.


    “External or otherwise, it’s still a primal anima.” One deste god said.


    “This is reckless, his body is not prepared to contain such power.” One emperor said with a serious expression.


    Although his anima tree tried to protect him, cracks and blood still surfaced everywhere.


    “Ghost dao, return!” Just when everyone thought he wouldn’t be able to handle this for much longer, he chanted and the dao tform beneath him lit up.


    Runes belonging to the major ghost market gathered and formedws to wrap around him.


    “Boom!” The majestic power of the tform channeled into him, enough to damage the base significantly.


    “This is a thing?” Everyone was surprised to see the stabilization.


    “How can he use the power of the ghost market? Is he a ghost?!” Spectators couldn’t believe it.


    “A living person using the power of the market, how inconceivable.” An emperor eximed.