Demon Dragon Mad God

Chapter 1385 - 904: Ten Thousand Lashes in the Dream Demon Realm

Lin Feng’s lips curled into a mocking smile as he continued, "You dare claim invincibility among your peers? That’s bullshit!"Lin Feng uttered insulting words, striking at the opponent’s heart.

He aimed to destroy the opponent’s will, thereby defeating them completely.

Because the injuries the opponent sustained were all illusions, just a dream; in reality, the opponent wasn’t harmed at all!

The dream conjured by the Dream Demon Battle Soul was entirely fabricated, all created by Lin Feng.

Thus, everything in the dream was completely nonexistent.

However, the Witch King was unaware, and even if he knew, he couldn’t break free. He only felt his blood drain away, his body utterly powerless, weak to the extreme.

"You... you’re just using despicable means, if you have the guts, let me out, let us fight fairly!" the Witch King weakly uttered.

"Fairness?"

Lin Feng snorted dismissively and said, "There is no absolute fairness, the outcome represents everything."

Crack!

With those words, a glint of cold light flashed, Lin Feng raised his hand and brought down a blade, directly chopping off one of the Witch King’s arms.

Ah!

The Witch King instantly let out a wretched scream, the intense pain penetrating his marrow, heart-wrenching.

Crack!

Another crisp sound, the Witch King’s leg bone was similarly chopped off.

Ah!

The Witch King screamed in agony again, despite his cultivation being high, he could not endure such intense pain, his whole body convulsing.

"Wu Chen, you’ll die a terrible death!" the Witch King roared in fury, his breath progressively weakening.

Nevertheless, the Witch King was tenacious, even now his spiritual power was struggling desperately, attempting to break free from the Dream Demon Space binding.

Lin Feng’s face turned slightly pale as he relied on his spiritual power and the Dream Demon Battle Soul’s power to stabilize the Dream Demon Space.

This consumed a vast amount of his spiritual power; the more fiercely the opponent struggled, the greater his consumption became.

"Witch King, your bones and flesh, should I destroy them directly, or feed them to the dogs?" Lin Feng asked with a smile.

"You... damn you!" Upon hearing this, the Witch King trembled with anger.

"This flesh is so disgusting, feeding it to dogs would dirty their mouths, it’s better to destroy it!" Lin Feng shook his head, then, his hand emitted magic power, instantly obliterating the heap of flesh and bones.

Suddenly, a flash of light appeared in Lin Feng’s hand, revealing a long whip.

This long whip was astonishing, covered in sharp spikes, shimmering with a chilling cold light.

"What are you going to do?" The Witch King asked in terror upon seeing this.

Lin Feng, with a cold expression, said nothing, and raised the whip, striking the Witch King mercilessly.

Smack! Smack! Smack! Smack!!

The sound of each strike echoed continuously in the gloomy cell, accompanied by the Witch King’s sorrowful screams.

Ahhhhh!!

The Witch King’s wails were incessant, but Lin Feng completely ignored them, continuing to strike.

Time slowly passed, hour after hour.

Three hours later, the Witch King was no longer recognizable, his bones shattered from the whipping, organs scattered across the ground, his appearance unbearably horrific.

The scene was immensely bloody, deeply tragic!

The Witch King had ceased screaming, his mind somewhat disoriented. Three hours of torment, his will and spirit were on the brink of collapse.

"Witch King, pull yourself together! I’ve only whipped you five thousand times, there are still five thousand to hit ten thousand!" Lin Feng shouted loudly.

"Wu... Wu Chen, kill... kill me!" The Witch King’s voice was faint, barely audible.

"Kill you? It’s not that easy!"

Lin Feng solemnly shook his head and said, "I intend to torment you for ten days and nights, otherwise it’d be too boring!"

With that said, Lin Feng continued to whip, even harder.

This Dream Demon Space was entirely fabricated, even time was fake, should he spend ten days in it, only a moment would pass in the outside world.

Meanwhile, Lin Feng pondered in his heart whether he could devour the opponent’s Battle Soul and bloodline, it wouldn’t be difficult for him.

However, trying to deceive the external High Priest and other high-ranking members of the Witch Clan seems unlikely.

If exposing her to devour the Wu Ren Wang, it would not be worth it.

Compared to devouring the opponent, directly killing them would be somewhat easier.

...

Outside, within the Heavenly Chaos Demon Domain.

Lin Feng stood still, his face slightly pale.

Across from him, the face of the Wu Ren Wang was incredibly ashen, his eyes vacant.

Not only that, his body seemed to have lost control, slowly floating, rising and sinking with the surging Demonic Qi.

"The Wu Ren Wang has lost!" The crowd was immensely shaken seeing this scene.

The Wu Ren Wang, invincible at the same rank, was defeated so easily; the power of Wu Chen was not only strong but also eerie!

"High Priest, will there be any trouble?" The Fourth Priest frowned and asked. Both Wu Chen and the Wu Ren Wang were top geniuses; neither should come to harm.

"Let’s wait and see!" The High Priest said. Although his cultivation was unfathomably profound, he couldn’t discern the battle situation between Lin Feng and the Wu Ren Wang.

However, he could control the outcome of the battle, ensuring no one would fall.

Within the Heavenly Chaos Demon Domain.

Suddenly, clarity returned to Lin Feng’s eyes, a cold glint flashing in them.

The will and spirit of the Wu Ren Wang had been utterly crushed by him, so he retracted the Dream Demon Space.

Swoosh!

Glancing at the Wu Ren Wang, now corpse-like, he reached out a large hand, directly grabbing him and clutching his throat, crushing it completely.

The Wu Ren Wang wasn’t dead, just that his will had collapsed, and his spirit was in a severe state of turmoil, but it would recover over time.

"Stop!" Just as Lin Feng was about to kill the opponent, a gentle shout suddenly rang out.

An immense energy pressure descended upon him, causing his entire body to tremble violently, his body instantly becoming rigid, and the Heavenly Chaos Demon Domain dissipated along with it.

Swoosh!

The High Priest flew over, appearing beside Lin Feng.

Glancing at the Wu Ren Wang, the High Priest said to Lin Feng, "Wu Chen, you have already won, let this battle end here!"

"High Priest, the Wu Ren Wang repeatedly claimed he would kill me, should I just let him go like this?" Lin Feng said with a hint of reluctance, though he had already expected the High Priest to intervene.

As Lin Feng spoke, he subtly activated the Devouring Battle Soul, channeling the Devouring Power into a fine thread, passing it through his arm and into the Wu Ren Wang’s body.

He intended to devour the opponent’s bloodline.

Even though this way of devouring was limited, he would take what he could.

"It was just a moment’s anger, Wu Chen, you needn’t take it seriously!"

The High Priest shook his head, smiling, "If you had lost, I wouldn’t have let anything happen to you either; both of you are genius youths of our tribe; losing either one is a loss to our tribe!"

"But what if he seeks revenge afterward due to his high cultivation?" Lin Feng asked with a frown, deliberately stalling for time.

He was devouring the bloodline power within the Essence Blood of Wu Ren Wang, and within a few breaths, he could devour it entirely.

This was done very subtly because he wasn’t devouring ordinary blood, only the purest bloodline power.

The Wu Ren Wang’s special physique seemed to be something called the Tianxuan Martial Body, and Lin Feng didn’t know what was so powerful about it.

But the opponent’s prowess was unmatched, excessively powerful, definitely not just because of the Battle Soul, surely the physique played a role, otherwise, he couldn’t have been this powerful.

Therefore, Lin Feng was somewhat envious of such a physique, and now, with a bold heart, he secretly started to devour it.

"Haha!"

Upon hearing this, the High Priest laughed heartily, shaking his head, "From now on, you will be the Junior Officer of our tribe, second only to the core Elders, above the ordinary Elders; who in the tribe would dare trouble you?"

"Heh, that’s good!" Lin Feng smiled slightly.

"Hmm, let’s head back!" The High Priest gently nodded, then reached out his hand, and drew the Wu Ren Wang in.

Seeing this, Lin Feng immediately ceased his devouring; fortunately, in this brief moment, he had already devoured eighty percent of the bloodline power within the Wu Ren Wang.

This bloodline power was not absorbed by Wu Chen’s body, but entirely stored temporarily in the vortex of the Devouring Battle Soul, intending to use it for the main body later.

The High Priest took the Wu Ren Wang, checked briefly, and found that though the Wu Ren Wang was unharmed, his spiritual consciousness had fallen into a coma, so he breathed a sigh of relief.