Merging with Demon Spirits

Wang Jian looked at Lin Feng with a smile.

Becoming a Celestial King, having a say in Pure Land, and obtaining leading scientific research achievements, even influencing the direction of Pure Land—this is what the upper echelons expect of Lin Feng.

A Demon Spirit from the Earth Chart with Divine Level soul skills—such a congratulatory gift is priceless, not something money can buy.

Demon Spirits of this level are documented and no longer allowed to be freely traded, but Lin Feng alone receives such treatment.

This young Double King powerhouse isn’t considered weak among apostles, and it’s not impossible for him to become a Celestial King in the future.

Lin Feng said calmly, "Pure Land already has a Wind Celestial King."

The Pure Land Twelve Celestial Kings, each has their own title. And the title is not named after their own name.

Most are named based on attributes and fighting style.

For example, the Wind Celestial King, with wind attributes, excels in wind-based attacks, once single-handedly summoned countless hurricanes, leveling a city of a million people.

He is also the fastest existence among the Twelve Celestial Kings, and his strength should rank in the top five.

As for the Dream Celestial King, he excels at Spiritual Attacks and is a professional Beast Control Master.

The Fate Celestial King, on the other hand, is a Divine Level Therapist.

The Alien Celestial King is quite special; his title is based on his identity as an Abnormal People, which needs to be considered separately.

"How about naming you ’Blast’? Your fighting style is explosive?" Wang Jian said with a smile.

Blast Celestial King?

Lin Feng smiled wryly.

This name sounds somewhat humorous.

Lin Feng did not continue on this topic, and Wang Jian put away his smile and his expression became a bit serious: "Alright, back to the point. Unlike the bloody and tempestuous time when it was first founded, these years, Pure Land has been very low-key, overly so. The Twelve Celestial Kings almost never participate in conflicts with Divine Martial Continent, even when the Land of Chaos merged, some apostles were dispatched, not to close the Land of Chaos."

Lin Feng listened quietly, remaining silent.

He knew very little about Pure Land.

"We cannot yet determine Pure Land’s attitude towards Abnormal People or whether they will take action against them when war comes. But one thing is certain, and that is Pure Land, from its establishment, has always believed Divine Martial Continent will successfully invade. Otherwise, their creed and motto wouldn’t continually be ’protecting humanity’s last Pure Land.’" Wang Jian spoke while observing Lin Feng’s expression, surprised by his composure.

He had said such things to many people, but Lin Feng was the most tranquil.

So calm as if he already knew this news in advance.

"Has someone told you before?" Wang Jian asked somewhat surprised.

"No."

Lin Feng slightly shook his head and, seeing Wang Jian’s surprised look, he said, "Isn’t the war about to come? Even if Pure Land thinks the war between humans and Abnormal People will fail, there’s nothing to be surprised about."

Lin Feng’s answer made Wang Jian smile wryly.

Indeed, the facts are thus, he was just surprised by Lin Feng’s calmness.

As if he were just hearing a story, indifferent to it.

Wang Jian continued, "According to speculation from the World Alliance, since its inception, Pure Land has been trying to open up a special space, what they call the last Pure Land?"

Lin Feng slightly frowned, "So?"

"The top want to know whether they’ve succeeded, whether this research aids in closing the Space Gate, if Pure Land has a way to stop the invasion of Abnormal People, and if possible, you can gather information in this regard. Of course, the premise is to ensure your safety."

"Yes, I understand."

Lin Feng nodded, understood Wang Jian’s meaning, but did not say much or make any guarantees.

Apostles probably wouldn’t have access to this information and research achievements; only becoming a Celestial King opens that possibility, which is not something he can consider now.

Lin Feng made no comment, and Wang Jian didn’t care.

With Lin Feng’s track record, he doesn’t need these useless things.

After Wang Jian finished speaking, he left. After he left, Lin Feng went to the basement, which was the training room, and then eagerly opened the black bag, pulling out the Demon-Sealing Soul Artifact inside the bag.

A black Demon Spirit that looked ghostly and sinister floated inside the Demon-Sealing Soul Artifact.

"Mountain Demon!"

Lin Feng’s eyes flashed with a hint of surprise.

He hadn’t expected it would be the rare Mountain Demon.

Mountain Demon, ranked 51st on the Earth Chart, innate skill [Undead], this soul skill like [Aging] and [Resentful Spirit], belongs to the Cursed Soul Type.

It is a rare Divine Level soul skill among cursed soul skills.

Those affected can only watch helplessly as their flesh is consumed, leaving only a gradually blackening skeleton, which is also why [Undead] got its name.

Meanwhile, the undead will be controlled by the possessor of the soul skill.

Mountain Demon is notorious, this Demon Spirit is extremely rare.

Some have refined this Demon Spirit, but Lin Feng had never heard of anyone successfully absorbing the [Undead] soul skill.

This type of Demon Spirit cannot simply be absorbed by innate talent alone.

Even if Ye Qiu came, with his support, I’m afraid he would be powerless.

Lin Feng did not expect the higher-ups to find such a Demon Spirit for him.

Do they have such confidence in him?

Or is it because he has absorbed the Soul Skills of [Aging] and [Resentful Spirit], having had successful experiences before.

Indeed, the difficulty of absorbing [Aging] is not lower than [Undead], and might even be higher.

The Dragon Fish has already absorbed nine Soul Skills, transformed into a Life Soul, and can absorb yet another Soul Skill. However, such a precious Divine Level Soul Skill, even the Dragon Fish cannot guarantee successful absorption.

Or to say, not even ten percent guarantee.

This Soul Skill is as rare as it is precious, failure to absorb means it might never be found again.

Thus, it can only let the Nightmare absorb it.

And the current Nightmare, has already absorbed seven Soul Skills: [Demon Flame] [Demon Transformation] [Illusion] [Stand] [Six Arms] [Aging] [Life Soul Transformation].

Seven Soul Skills, all at the Diamond level, with five even being Divine Level Soul Skills, the combination of Soul Skills is so luxurious, it’s inhuman.

If [Undead] is added, there will be six Divine Level Soul Skills.

This kind of Soul Skill combination is unprecedented; no one dares to imagine, or can imagine, enough to make any Extraordinary feel inferior.

Lin Feng took out the Mountain Demon from the Demon-Sealing Soul Artifact, the Demon Spirit continually struggling in his palm, yet unable to break free.

Lin Feng smacked the Demon Spirit in his hand towards the position of the Soul Sea, then closed his eyes, and his consciousness turned into an illusory body entering the Soul Sea.

Outside the Soul Sea, the Pocket World slowly rotated, emitting a strong Qi and Blood, the hot Qi and Blood Power burned the consciousness like flames, making the illusory shadow of the consciousness somewhat illusory.

Even if it’s just an illusory shadow of consciousness, Lin Feng can clearly feel that burning pain.

Because the Pocket World completely encloses the Soul Sea within, the Nightmare and Taoist Baimei inside the Soul Sea, at all times, are enduring the burning of Qi and Blood Power.

This kind of burning is like refining Spirit Soldiers.

The Pocket World can refine and melt even Spirit Soldiers, let alone the illusory Demon Spirit.

Taoist Baimei’s figure is extremely illusory at this time, dozens of times more illusory than before, as if it might dissipate at any time.

This is still Lin Feng exercising some control, mainly burning the Nightmare, otherwise, Taoist Baimei would have turned to ash long ago.

Of course, now he, though still breathing, is more uncomfortable than being dead.

In this painful torment, Taoist Baimei was filled with regret; if he had known earlier, he wouldn’t have entered Lin Feng’s Soul Sea even if he had been beaten to death.

If this burning continues, he’s afraid he won’t last long.

When Lin Feng’s illusory shadow of consciousness appeared in the Soul Sea, the originally listless Taoist Baimei suddenly perked up and shouted, "Lin Feng, I thought of a way to alleviate the assimilation!"

Unfortunately, Lin Feng only glanced at him and did not respond.

This Taoist Baimei is not honest.

Just like the Nightmare, he wants to take over his body, which isn’t unusual; when Lin Feng decided to let Taoist Baimei enter the Soul Sea, he understood this, but Taoist Baimei did not keep his promise and didn’t help him deal with the Nightmare.

In that case, it’s better to torment him more first.

The Nightmare is now devouring the Mountain Demon.

Even though he is in the Pocket World, refining in the Qi and Blood, he did not resist, cooperating fully.

Even if he has the ability to refuse.

The Nightmare doesn’t want it himself, Lin Feng can’t force him to absorb.

Lin Feng can use the Nightmare’s power and aura to help the Dragon Fish absorb the Soul Skills, but cannot force the Nightmare to absorb the Soul Skills.

Lin Feng wasn’t surprised at all by the Nightmare’s cooperation.

Devouring the Demon Spirit can make him stronger, how could the Nightmare give up such an opportunity.

Moreover, in the Nightmare’s view, this body is his sooner or later.

From the Mountain Demon’s disappearance to sensing the successful absorption of the Soul Skill, took less than a minute.

With the Nightmare’s rapid growth, the speed of absorbing Soul Skills is getting faster and faster.

Lin Feng also doesn’t know to what tier this Nightmare has grown.

He doesn’t even know if an existence like the Nightmare can condense a Life Soul?

After devouring the Mountain Demon, the Nightmare did not pay attention to Lin Feng’s arrival, didn’t even take one more look.

He quietly endured the burn of the Pocket World.

"Bai Mei, your time is running out."

After saying this to Taoist Baimei, Lin Feng slowly disappeared like a cloud of fog.

Lin Feng opened his eyes, a wisp of red light swirling in them, flickering like a wick, finally turning into a rotating blood-colored vortex, looking extremely sinister, seemingly able to devour one’s mind.

A dark red ghost-like shadow wrapped around Lin Feng’s entire body, constantly swaying as if with a will, seemingly attempting to break free.

Finally, it broke free.

The Nightmare floated in front of Lin Feng, unmoving, quietly staring at Lin Feng, and in the next moment, both sides struck simultaneously.....