Merging with Demon Spirits-Chapter 344 - 254: The Dragon King Appears

"Brother Feng, what’s wrong with you?"

Summoned to the room by a phone call from Lin Feng, Little Sister Dong’s eyes widened in horror, and even her body couldn’t help but tremble.

The Lin Feng who opened the door for her was wearing a pair of gray pajama pants, his upper body bare, his entire body seemingly cracked like a turtle shell, covered with spiderweb-like fissures, the exposed red flesh within looking somewhat terrifying.

At this moment, Lin Feng looked like a human prop from a dissection room.

Just a moment ago everything seemed fine, how did he end up injured upon returning to the room?

And it looks so severe!

If there weren’t any signs of a struggle in the room, and if Lin Feng’s expression wasn’t so calm, Little Sister Dong would have shouted out.

She was well aware of the hefty bounty on Lin Feng’s head.

But with so many experts in the hotel right now, even professional assassins wouldn’t dare to launch a sneak attack, right?

"Hurry up and treat me, stop talking nonsense."

Seeing Little Sister Dong seem paralyzed with fear, Lin Feng teased her with a smile, "Can’t you see my face has turned pale from the pain?"

"Oh, right away, right away."

Little Sister Dong snapped back to reality, quickly entered the room, went into her demon transformation state, and cast the moisturizing technique three times in succession, only then restoring Lin Feng’s terrifying wounds to their original state.

"All done, thanks, you can go now."

Lin Feng waved his hand, dismissing the somewhat bewildered Little Sister Dong.

"Brother Feng, are you really okay? Do you need me to find a psychologist for you? A pretty lady in uniform kind?"

Before leaving, Little Sister Dong hesitated several times, unable to resist asking.

In her view, Lin Feng’s injuries were probably self-inflicted, perhaps due to being traumatized by killing too many people in the preliminaries this time?

Slam!

Lin Feng closed the door, ignoring Little Sister Dong’s nervousness.

"In the future, Demon Transformation definitely can’t be used easily, even when combined with a cultivation technique, extreme caution is needed. The use of Demon Flame has already startled the alien race. If I use Demon Transformation again, it might just be too coincidental, and someone might guess it."

Inside the room, Lin Feng lay on the bed, reviewing the incidents and gains from the preliminaries this time.

Demon Flame and Demon Transformation, these two diamond soul skills, were undoubtedly the greatest gains this time.

Hai Wei’s Netherworld Dragon and Tian Qing’s Dark Demon, were both demon spirits ranked in the top hundred of the Earth Chart. Generally speaking, demon spirits of this level, even human life coin players wouldn’t indulge in absorbing soul skills from them.

After all, the success rate of absorbing soul skills is far less than the refinement of a lifebound demon spirit.

Moreover, demon spirits of such immense value are hard to come by. Even major families may not have many, so where would they be extravagant enough to let someone absorb soul skills?

"Indeed worthy of being a Demigod, possessing such terrifying abilities."

Lin Feng was filled with emotion.

Knowing the true identity of the Nightmare, he was certainly worried.

After all, the entity within him was a Demigod.

A being surpassing the Emperor Realm.

Who knows how this Demigod transformed into a demon spirit?

And what was the purpose of becoming a demon spirit?

Was it for resurrection?

If it was for revival, why did it resist his refinement initially? Was it disdainful of his soul power and talent?

While being anxious, Lin Feng also felt excited.

If nothing unexpected happens, the Nightmare can indeed absorb ten soul skills.

Ten, any soul skills.

And, with a guarantee of one hundred percent success!

If the Nightmare absorbs ten diamond soul skills, by then, he’d be unstoppable.

Just not knowing if he’d survive till then.

"No matter what, even if it means suicide, I can’t let this Demigod take over my body!"

Lin Feng didn’t dwell too much on future events, as it served no purpose and only added to his worries.

Lin Feng quickly shifted his attention, taking out Hai Wei’s ring.

For a legendary treasure like a space ring, Lin Feng had long yearned.

Possessing it was akin to having a mobile storage space; weapons and food could be stored inside, alleviating any concerns about weight.

Such a treasure only exists on the Divine Martial Continent.

The human race is incapable of crafting it.

Lin Feng toyed with the ring in his hand, channeling the Nightmare’s energy, the dark red energy enveloping the ring’s surface, and the once inert ring began to flicker with light. Lin Feng could sense a mysterious force resisting the invasion of the Nightmare’s energy.

"Indeed, advanced spiritual artifacts possess spirituality."

Lin Feng thought.

Legend has it that space rings can be imprinted with a spiritual mark, allowing only the owner to open them. Now that Hai Wei is dead, the spiritual mark has disappeared, and this resisting force must be the advanced spiritual artifact’s own defense.

Though the ring was staunchly resisting the energy invasion, it was evident that it couldn’t withstand the Nightmare’s power. As energy seeped in, Lin Feng’s soul power began to flood into the ring. Once the refinement was complete, Lin Feng saw the contents within the ring.

A three-cubic-meter space, not large but sufficient for storing items. Inside the ring were quite a few items, some iron cooking utensils, and some non-perishable food such as roasted meat and rice. Surprisingly to Lin Feng, there were even fruits.

These were alien race fruits, vividly colored; Lin Feng hadn’t eaten them and dared not, not knowing if they were poisonous.

Besides the food, there were also three sets of alien race clothing, two weapons, over a dozen bottles of pills, and a pile of diamond-shaped crystals.

Of the two weapons, one was a silver spear Lin Feng had spotted in the demon spirit realm two years ago.

The other was a pitch-black long knife about one and a half meters long.

Though Lin Feng wasn’t knowledgeable about weapons, Hai Wei’s weapons were at least of intermediate spiritual artifact level, with just these two weapons valued at a hundred billion.

Compared to these weapons, the dozen or so pill bottles weren’t worth much, and the diamond-shaped crystals were alien currency called spirit crystals, containing spiritual power with a value of roughly five to six million.

Just as Lin Feng was marveling at his plentiful gains and was about to imprint his own spiritual imprint, a mutation occurred.

Buzz.

The space began to tremble, as a mysterious wave descended.

Above the ring, a faint white mist spread, coalescing into a shadow. Simultaneously, an overbearing and terrifying aura filled the entire room. Under this pressure, Lin Feng’s soul quivered, his body wanted to shake, but had lost the ability to do so, stiffening completely, even his consciousness seemed to dull.

"What the heck?"

Lin Feng stared at the shadow above the ring, a flicker of panic in his eyes, a fear of the unknown, and surprisingly, this sudden mysterious wave gave him a familiar feeling.

"The aura of the Dragon King!"

Lin Feng quickly realized; it was the aura felt when he cultivated the Fish Dragon Transformation, belonging to the peerless powerhouse Dragon King.

This space ring seemed to harbor the Dragon King’s spiritual imprint!

Under Lin Feng’s watch, the ethereal mist eventually formed a humanoid shadow, hovering above the ring, only palm-sized, with indistinct features and no eyes, yet Lin Feng could clearly feel a gaze fixating on him.

A spiritual wave was scanning his body.

In this aura, the Nightmare seemed to sense danger, instantly becoming docile, motionless in the Soul Sea, even concealing its presence. Although the shadow’s aura rendered Lin Feng immobile, it couldn’t harm him, and after a brief moment, it gradually dissipated.

At this point, Lin Feng regained his freedom, but his heartbeat remained rapid, still shaky from the experience.

"Is this what it means to be an invincible powerhouse?"

Minutes later, Lin Feng finally regained his composure, his eyes reflecting both dread and longing.

Just a spiritual imprint, spanning two worlds, could immobilize him.

Compared to a truly strong individual, he was still too weak!

If the Emperor Realm invincible was so terrifying, what earth-shattering power did the Demigod inside him possess back then?

If he refined the Demigod, could he, in the future, wield the power of a god?