I Have Seven Dragon Souls In a cultivation world

"Shit! Shit! Shit!"

His body exploded in bolts of thunder as his Martial spirit roared into the heavens as Jaxson pushed himself to his very limits.

But to Jaxson's disbelief, he found that Dante wasn't done with his attack yet.

Behind his glowing silver eyes was an unquenchable fiery rage.

In this state of rage, Dante did something absolutely ridiculous.

"Burn."

With those words, Dante's Red Dragon soul was instantly stimulated, causing  a horrific Draconic fire to start  forming on the falling moon until it completely covered the moon like a burning comment falling from orbit!

Despite the opposing yin nature of His pure moonlight energy and yang nature of his Ferocious Draconic Flames, Dante didn't care.

Today Dante would act without restraints! Yin, Yang it didn't matter anymore. Anyone or anything in his way will be utterly crushed!

For most people, this kind of mentality would be utter delusion, but Dante wasn't any regular person. He was the bearer of a Red Dragon soul and also had a secret bloodline that was just as potent.

As a result of these powerful factors, Dante could somehow combine these powers together. It was like when an immovable object met an unstoppable force, each refused to back down and so could only exist in a strange state of equilibrium.

But for Jaxson, such fine details were irrelevant, as this overwhelming attack was heading towards him.

Jaxson knew it was too late to doge it, so instead he burst out with all his strength as a sea of lightning coated him.

But even after going all out, Jaxson realised that his strength wouldn't be enough, and desperately called out the Corpse Master for help but it was already too late

With eyes filled with despair, Jaxson watched the burning moon crash into his body, taking him into a nearby hill.

"BOOM!"

The explosion was blinding, painting the world in the two colours of red and silver.

The soldiers, despite being several metered away from the blast radius, were still shaken from the aftermath and could only look on in horror as they saw the small hill that Dante's attack landed on completely evaporated.

In its waste lay a gigantic pool of crimson magma.

The soldiers who saw this shivered

'If that attack had landed anywhere near them….'

This was the true power of the martial adept level.

If Martial Journeyman's were considered superhuman, then Martial adepts would definitely fit the term of gods!

Anywhere they fought, the landscape would be changed forever.

Mountains would be shattered, lakes would be destroyed, and the wildlife decimated.

Martial adepts were the first step a cultivator would take to truly transcend mortal limitations, to beyond the realms of mere mortal men.

It's just amongst this was Dante, an extreme anomaly that, despite being in the Martial Journeyman realm, could still easily display the power of the Martial adept realm

With the bug completely crushed, Dante's burning eyes locked onto the corpse Master.

In an instant, Dante had appeared in front of Him.

Without speaking, Dante's clawed hand shot out, firmly grasping the corpse Master by the throat

But surprisingly despite, Dante's overwhelming power the corpse master show any fear.

Instead, the twisted smile on his face curled up even further.

As Dante saw this, he grit his teeth

"What's the smiling matter here?" said Dante, his voice practically dripping with murderous intent

As he spoke, his grip around the corpse master's throat tightened, threatening to crush his windpipe at any second.

"Why pretend to be ignorant, Lord Dragon Son?" asked The Corpse Master

"The only outcome is your surrender. Your precious little friend is not just sick, she's dying. Death energy, the very antithesis of life, is coursing through her body and polluting every fibre of her being." Explained the corpse master

"Dante, don't be foolish. Such energy is beyond your understanding. I'm the only one who can save her. If you want her to live, this can only end up in your surrender."

As The corpse master was speaking, Rebecca's body instantly began to spasm erratically in Dante's arm.

Dante just could watch nervously as she frothed at the mouth and a black substance oozed out of her eyes.

But unlike Dante, upon seeing Rebecca's poor state, the corpse master's laughter became even more boisterous!

"Lord Dragon Son, it seems like you should make your choice sooner rather than later. Your little friend doesn't have much longer to last."

Hearing the Corpse Master's words,Dante grit his teeth in frustration as his raging eyes practically glared holes through the corpse master.

He never wanted to kill someone with such intensity, he could just imagine his claw swiftly separating his head from his body. But in the end, his reason conquered his anger.

Slowly Dante released his grip on the corpse master as his scales slowly but surely began to retreat under his skin.

As The corpse Master saw this, he almost burst out laughing.

Emotions.

Such a blatant weakness that could be easily exploited.

What's the point in being strong if just threatening of someone much weaker could make you bow down so easily?

It was almost like there was no point in cultivating to become strong in the first place.

The corpse Master could never understand why people would have such a glaring weakness.

But it's not like the corpse Master was complaining either, it was this same very reason that allowed him to force Dante into submission.

As Dante released his grip on him, the corpse Master quickly dusted himself off.

Turning towards the crowd of undead and bandits that were slowly overwhelming the allied forces only caused his pride to swell even larger

'Not long now'

It wouldn't be long now before he would be able to revive his Lord in all his glory.

His master, his very essence of his being, would soon walk amongst the plain of mere mortals and claim the land that was rightfully his!

With this in mind, the corpse master spoke....