Chapter 550: The Infinity Sphere
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Aspiring to the Immortal Path Chapter 550: The Infinity Sphere

Translated by: Hypersheep325

Edited by: Michyrr

 

At the center of the Celestial Flame Arena was a scarlet pagoda nine floors tall.

This was the famous Celestial Flame Pagoda, also called the Scarlet Pagoda.

It was a pair with the black pagoda in the eastern mountain range of the City of Freedom, together forming the famous Scarlet and Black Pagodas. The former represented the Celestial Flame Arena while the latter represented the City of Freedom. They could be considered the heart of the Plain of Slaughter.

Upon becoming a Blood Hand, one was permitted to enter the Scarlet Pagoda and select a promotion reward.

The promotion rewards consisted of techniques, art relics, and various rare materials.

This was one of the Celestial Flame Arena's special reward programs. Many people came not for the money, but for the unique cultivation texts and treasures in the Scarlet Pagoda. Some of those techniques and treasures couldn't be found in the outside world.

The next morning, Tang Jie went to the Scarlet Pagoda.

The inside of the Scarlet Pagoda was a vast space, its own little world.

Upon entering the pagoda, Tang Jie found himself in a reception hall of monumental size.

It had a height of one thousand feet and a radius of ten thousand feet, and there were eight giant doors arranged in a circle, seemingly designed for use by giants. In the center of the reception hall was a statue nearly reaching the ceiling. It was made from various essence metals and seemed majestic and solemn. One hand was turned up to the sky while the other hand held a ball of flame that was constantly shifting between various forms. This flame was known as the Pale Cloud Flame, one of the world's divine flames.

Tang Jie knew that this statue was probably that of the founder of the Celestial Flame Arena, the Flame Celestial Sovereign.

The Flame Celestial Sovereign had entered the Dao of Fire, and the Pale Cloud Flame was his art relic, his weapon, his symbol.

He hadn't expected this sacred flame to be placed on the statue, where it burne

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Translator Notes

The tournament arc continues!

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