Dual Cultivation: I Summon Villainesses of Mythic Era-Chapter 14: Lin Feng is The Devourer!?

During this time, at the heart of the massacre, BaiShe felt all these presences converging toward him, deactivated his Devourer form. His hair returned to its usual hue and the Chaotic Qi he was emitting began to calm down. And then disappeared from the area...

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The air was saturated with a smell of iron and decomposition, but above all, a spiritual pressure of an unnamable nature weighed on the zone.

Lin Feng who had just arrived advanced with extreme caution.

His blond hair was plastered against his forehead by a cold sweat, and his red eyes scanned the surroundings.

He had felt this surge of energy from kilometers away, a power so brutal that it had made his own Dantian vibrate. As one of the cultivators closest to the epicenter, he was the first to cross the edge of the central clearing.

What he then discovered surpassed everything he could have imagined in his worst nightmares.

Before him stretched a scene of absolute carnage. About fifty three-horned Rakshasas lay on the ground and it was not an ordinary death.

Their bodies were nothing more than grayish and withered envelopes, as if life itself had been sucked from every pore of their whitish skin. Their masks were broken, their horns severed or simply devoid of any luster.

Lin Feng approached one of them, a three-horned Rakshasa that, in normal times, would have required a fierce battle to be defeated. He noted with horror that the corpse was completely drained of its essence.

" The Khao that should have inhabited this creature has vanished, leaving a dry carcass that crumbles under the effect of the wind."

’What could have done such a thing ?’ thought Lin Feng, his breath short.

’ Is it the work of a higher-rank Rakshasa ? A King or a Queen ? No... Even they would not devour their own kind with such voracity.’

The carcasses led him further, to where the corrosive energy was the densest. He then noticed a human silhouette, dressed in the distinctive robes of his sect, lying in the middle of the remains of the monsters.

"Martial Brother !" he exclaimed, rushing toward the body.

It was Ming Bai, one of the main disciples of the Supreme Dao Sect, a man whose talent was respected by all.

He was lying on his back, his eyes wide open on an infinite void. His chest no longer moved. Upon examining the body more closely,

At the level of Ming Bai’s abdomen, where his Dantian once resided, there was only a gaping, dark and jagged cavity. The spiritual essence, the very core of his cultivation, had been torn out. There remained no trace of Qi in him... everything had been absorbed.

Suddenly, a violent coughing fit shook Lin Feng.

" *Cough* Shit, this place is way too infernal."

By approaching too close to Ming Bai’s corpse, he had inhaled the remnants of the Chaotic Qi that still floated in the air.

This energy, impure mixture of primordial Qi and Khao, rushed into his meridians without him being able to stop it. He felt an instant burn. His vision blurred for a moment, and he had to place one knee on the ground to avoid collapsing.

’I must get out of here... immediately,’ he told himself, struggling to stabilize his own energy. ’This zone is impregnated with a chaotic influence that corrupts everything it touches.’

Yet, as he was about to stand up to flee this cursed place, his gaze was drawn to a metallic glint on Ming Bai’s inert hand.

A superior-grade storage ring, adorned with engravings, shone faintly under the light of the moon.

Lin Feng hesitated.

’ Should I take it?’

In the world of cultivation, the treasures of a main disciple were invaluable. There were undoubtedly secret techniques, rare elixirs and high-quality spirit stones. Things that a bumpkin like Lin Feng could not afford to buy.

’It’s really unfortunate...’ he thought, a hint of sadness mingling with opportunistic logic.

" But if I can take his ring, I could bring it to his master. I will tell him what happened here, I will return the belongings of his disciple. It is the only way to ensure that Ming Bai’s heritage is not lost or soiled by the one who committed this massacre."

Although he tried to rationalize his action, a part of him knew that dispossessing a corpse, even that of a rival, was quite amoral.

He had barely slipped the artifact into his own sleeve when a masculine voice, calm but imbued with icy authority, resonated behind him.

"Lin Feng ? What are you doing ?"

Lin Feng jumped violently, his heart missing a beat. He turned abruptly, facing about ten disciples who had just arrived.

"Martial brothers..." began Lin Feng, his voice slightly trembling from the effect of the stress. "I... I have just arrived. This is a nightmare. Brother Ming Bai is... he is dead."

But the vision of about fifty dried-up Rakshasas, whose essence had been completely sucked away, was an anomaly that no one could ignore.

Their gazes inevitably turned toward Lin Feng, who seemed to be the only living being in the middle of this disaster. The corrosive energy that still emanated from his clothes, although external to his own Qi, designated him in everyone’s eyes as the ideal culprit.

Moreover, Lin Feng came from a humble background, a commoner who had climbed the ranks by the sole force of his talent.... This meteoric rise had always aroused questions and deep resentments among those who were born into influential families.

They saw in him an intruder whose origin necessarily hid something dark. Now that Lin Feng was caught near the body of a sect comrade, with the latter’s treasures in his hands, their doubts seemed finally confirmed.

Huo Yan, whose face was marked by a scar, took a step forward. He drew his sword

He pointed the weapon at Lin Feng.

" Lin Feng, do you take us for idiots ? How can a disciple of the sect dare to practice such foul arts on his own brothers in arms ?" launched Huo Yan, his jaw clenched.

The other disciples immediately followed his example. They took out their artifacts and prepared their combat techniques, creating a stifling spiritual pressure around Lin Feng.

" I have already studied this kind of clue in my master’s books, these are the marks of the Devourer ! "