Merging with Demon Spirits

In the oppressive and heavy atmosphere, at the moment their eyes met, Baruch stomped the ground fiercely, his figure appearing like a cannonball in front of Lin Feng. His right hand extended backward, and a green long sword appeared out of nowhere, gripped in his palm.

The moment the long sword swung forward, air rippled and distorted.

Lin Feng’s gaze lingered on the green sword.

Without employing martial skills or soul skills, a casual slash can warp space; this must be the power that only a Soul Artifact can possess.

A Soul Artifact is a Martial Emperor’s primary attack method and the key to their elemental transformation.

Purplish electrical arcs flickered beneath Lin Feng’s feet, his form trembled slightly, disappearing from the spot, reappearing in mid-air. Baruch’s right foot stepped in the void, his body eerily appearing above Lin Feng’s path, almost like instant teleportation.

Before Lin Feng could stabilize his figure completely, a piercing sonic boom exploded overhead.

"So fast!"

The thought flashed, Lin Feng’s expression shifted slightly, indeed worthy of a Martial Emperor powerhouse, his mere physical speed surpassing the speed of Lin Feng’s martial skill body technique.

Lin Feng didn’t look up, nor did he dodge, not only because there was no time but also because he sensed that the space within a two-meter diameter around him was confined.

This confinement wasn’t particularly strong but definitely affected mobility.

This should be a special effect of the Soul Artifact.

As his body transformed into a blue cloud, the green long sword divided Lin Feng in two from above, yet no blood splattered.

Although he used the [Illusion] soul skill and wasn’t injured, Lin Feng’s expression changed slightly. He could feel a mysterious energy from the green sword permeating into his body.

This made his muscles slightly stiff.

"Is this also the effect of the Soul Artifact?"

Lin Feng slightly opened his mouth, and bubbles floated out, quickly transforming into dragon fish flying in all directions.

"Fix!"

Baruch opened his mouth with a furious roar, in the midst of the roar, Lin Feng’s body suddenly sank. The next moment, he vanished from the spot, and a blast sounded, the green long sword pierced the dragon fish.

In mid-air, the dragon fish flapped its wings, flying chaotically without rhythm, Lin Feng continually flashed in the air, constantly swapping positions among the dragon fish.

"So fast!"

An exclamation sounded, only to see two figures chasing each other in mid-air as if they were glued together, moving so fast that their trajectories couldn’t be discerned.

"Stand soul skill, truly a divine skill."

Watching Lin Feng’s elegant figure gracefully weaving through the sky, many expressed their envy.

However, they understood, this kind of envy was impossible to act upon.

For most Demon Spirit Masters, diamond soul skills were very distant, let alone divine soul skills.

Demon spirits possessing divine soul skills are worth tens to hundreds of billions of New Coins, simply unaffordable.

Even if affordable, such rare demon spirits are hard to encounter.

Demon spirits of this level aren’t even allowed to be traded or sold.

Even if affordable, and lucky enough to buy one, it may not necessarily be absorbed successfully.

Even among Apostles, those who possess divine soul skills don’t exceed three people.

There wasn’t a single Apostle who owned two divine soul skills.

But Lin Feng possessed three kinds.

With three divine soul skills, Lin Feng, who was at an absolute speed disadvantage, could chase Baruch, and not even fall behind.

Facing such an unfair dodge method, Baruch also felt helpless, he didn’t continue to waste physical strength and gradually stopped his figure.

He changed from holding the knife with his right hand to both hands. As the green long sword lifted upwards, green light flashed in the air, condensing into hundreds of green swords, occupying most of the sky.

The tips of the swords pointed in different directions.

Even at a distance, the crowd watching still felt uneasy, retreating slightly, suppressing their urge to flee.

Under that terrifying blade intent, many couldn’t control their bodies, trembling, drenched in sweat.

"Lin Feng can’t escape this time," someone said.

When hundreds of green swords solidified, Baruch held the sword with both hands, slashing downward, countless green swords flying and tearing through the sky.

This was a wide-range, inescapable assault, designed specifically to leave Lin Feng no room to dodge.

Gazing at the myriad sword shadows, Lin Feng scanned the surroundings, finding no possibility to evade.

The Stand soul skill was indeed divine, but it had a distance limitation, now all dragon fish were within the attack range.

Without any action, colored light bloomed, the Dragon Fish Life Soul enveloped Lin Feng entirely, and in the next moment, the overwhelming attack descended.

The full-force strike of a Martial Emperor was clearly something Lin Feng couldn’t withstand directly. Amid the thunderous roar, the seven-colored dragon fish turned tattered, becoming illusory at a visibly rapid pace, eventually disintegrating and vanishing.

Lin Feng vibrated the Spiritual Power Wings, floating in the air, his mouth corners oozing a trace of blood.

He was injured.

Seeing Lin Feng injured, exclamations continuously rang out.

"Is it going to end just as it begins?"

"Celestial King Hua is still too young; the power gap is too wide."

"If Celestial King Hua intended to flee, Baruch might not necessarily be able to stop him."

"With Celestial King Hua’s strength, it’s somewhat too forced to confront a Martial Emperor."

Amidst the discussions, Hong Yi looked up at the sky, unable to help clenching her fists. Initially, she wasn’t worried about this battle, but it was only now that she truly understood the might of a Martial Emperor.

Although Baruch was only an Apostle, he was also a Martial Emperor, and still an upper rank Spirit King, possessing the strength to compete for Celestial King.

"With Lin Feng’s Soul Skill combination, under the Emperor level, not many are his match. Unfortunately, this time his opponent is a Martial Emperor."

In a secluded corner, Wind Celestial King chuckled.

Upon receiving the news, he too was drawn in.

He was also very curious about Lin Feng’s strength.

Curious people were not just him and Beast Celestial King, but also some other Celestial Kings who came to the scene.

"The battle has just begun, if this is all the strength he has, it would be laughable."

Beside him, Beast Celestial King’s eyes were fixed intently on Lin Feng’s figure.

Lin Feng’s performance was not weak, it was just that the opponent was too strong.

That Divine Level Soul Skill "Stand" and "Life Soul Transformation", the evasive method combining both Soul Skills would feel tricky even for him.

Although Lin Feng was injured, seeming without resistance, he didn’t think that someone daring to provoke and ridicule him would have only this level of strength.

"Indeed, even Divine Level Soul Skills are not omnipotent, unable to bridge the gap of absolute strength."

Lin Feng wiped the bloodstains from the corner of his mouth with his right hand, murmuring softly.

He wasn’t too disheartened by this, as it was expected.

If a Martial Emperor were so easily dealt with, then it wouldn’t be a Martial Emperor.

Lin Feng had experience fighting with Martial Emperors.

He had even slain a Martial Emperor.

But that was within the Other-dimensional Space Gate, under circumstances of suppressed strength, and done in a team ambush method.

The power of a Martial Emperor, Lin Feng had not profoundly experienced.

Now, one-on-one, without exposing his trump card, indeed, he was somewhat at a loss.

"Have you given up?"

Seeing Lin Feng stand motionless, Baruch furrowed his brow slightly, a thought flickered in his mind.

Is it really this simple?

The position of Celestial King, so easily within reach?

While the thought flickered, Baruch did not stop his steps, treading the void, his body like lightning, shooting towards Lin Feng. Just as he was only about ten meters away, his pupils slightly contracted, his body abruptly stiffening in mid-air.

In his line of sight, Lin Feng was rapidly undergoing metamorphosis.

Along with the crisp sound of cracking bones, Lin Feng’s figure suddenly shot up to nearly two meters and three, his entire body’s muscles swelled larger, his arms the most exaggerated, not only lengthening by half a meter but the entire arm also covered in blue Dragon Scales; the scales were pentagonal, the joints became larger, possessing sharp claws, and at the same time, Dragon Horns grew on both sides of his forehead like those of a moose.

With a "swish", a pair of wings unfolded from Lin Feng’s back, the wings three meters long, similarly covered in blue scales, as they flapped, purple electric arcs coiled like Thunder Snakes, scorching the air.

And this was merely the beginning of the metamorphosis...

A pair of pale tusks extended from Lin Feng’s mouth, his hair began to grow wildly, reaching down to his waist, entirely grey-white.

The originally blue eyes turned dark grey.

The original Dragon Horns started to bend backward into a spiral shape, appearing more sinister, all over his skeleton once again cracking audibly.

At this moment, Lin Feng stood at a height of two meters and eight, his muscles swelling larger while a layer of black keratin coated the Dragon Scales and Dragon Wings, granting stronger defense.

Above this black keratin, there were ominous blood-red patterns covering his entire body, as vicious aura surged forth, Lin Feng’s Qi and Blood started roiling fiercely, even spilling outside his body, forming streams of red aura on his surface.

At this moment, Lin Feng stood high at three meters two, like a giant.

Lin Feng lightly clenched his fist, directing his gaze towards Baruch, who was frozen in mid-air.

The burly man previously towering at two meters was now akin to a four or five-year-old child in Lin Feng’s eyes.

The "Fish Dragon Transformation" and "Blood Cry" combined with the Soul Skill "Demon Transformation", two Cultivation Techniques, one Soul Skill, three states combined made Lin Feng feel that a Martial Emperor was only so.

"What is that monster?"

Eyes of shock and even fear were cast toward the sky; toward the transformed Lin Feng, following the cries of wonder, the whole scene fell into silence.