Chapter 1384 - 904: The Dreamfiend Soul’s Torture
Chapter 1384 - 904: The Dreamfiend Soul’s Torture
In the next moment, Lin Feng immediately pushed the Dream Demon Battle Soul to its limit.The Dream Demon Battle Soul was a kind of pale purple fog, intangible and formless, extremely mysterious, and extraordinarily eerie.
Without exception, the ethereal Dream Demon Battle Soul instantly enveloped Wu Ren Wang.
In the next moment, time seemed to stand still.
Lin Feng’s figure was motionless, and Wu Ren Wang’s figure also completely stopped, as if petrified.
Both were wrapped in the rolling Demonic Qi of the Heavenly Chaos Demon Domain, without any movement.
"What’s going on?"
The core elders watching from not far away all had expressions of surprise and doubt, not understanding what was happening.
Although the magic energy in the Heavenly Chaos Demon Domain was rolling and dark as hell, their strength was so high that they could clearly see the situation inside, seeing Lin Feng and Wu Ren Wang completely petrified.
This made the crowd quite confused, what was going on?
"Fourth Priest, what do you think?" The High Priest asked calmly, slightly turning to the Fourth Priest beside him.
"This Wu Chen is no simple character!"
The Fourth Priest squinted his eyes slightly, and said leisurely, "There are two possibilities. One is that Wu Chen has another Battle Soul related to spiritual power besides the Sword Battle Soul; the other is that he has cultivated a very strong Spiritual Soul Technique."
The Fourth Priest, with deep experience and keen perception, clearly sensed the presence of spiritual-type Soul Power flowing in the Heavenly Chaos Demon Domain.
Although this Soul Power was very weak and mixed with endless Demonic Qi, it could not escape his perception.
This Soul Power is most likely the Power of War Soul, other than that it could be a Spiritual Soul Technique.
The so-called Spiritual Soul Technique is a concentrated attack of spiritual power, such as spiritual attack, spiritual illusion technique, etc.
"Hmm!" The High Priest nodded slightly, surprised but intrigued at the same time, thinking that Wu Chen was really quite profound.
Such an unparalleled talent, yet being so unknown within the clan before, truly concealing his abilities and clout.
...
In a dark cell.
Wu Ren Wang’s hands and feet were bound by thick iron chains to a huge white bone-like frame.
Lin Feng stood in front of him, gazing coldly at the opponent.
"Where is this? What’s going on?" Wu Ren Wang shouted loudly, his face full of confusion.
He was just charging at Lin Feng when he felt the scene before him change, and found himself in this cell, captured.
"You are already my prisoner!" Lin Feng said coldly. The Dream Demon Battle Soul was extremely mysterious; after the devouring in Black Brilliance City, during his cultivation within the Earth Spirit Tower, he took some time to study it.
This Battle Soul can drag a person directly into a dream, and this dream is entirely constructed at will by the spiritual power of the caster.
Within the dream, he cannot destroy the opponent’s body, but he can crush the opponent’s will, thereby completely killing the opponent.
"That’s impossible!"
Wu Ren Wang roared upon hearing this, simply not believing it. His eyes were filled with killing intent as he stared at Lin Feng, "Wu Chen, do you think mere spiritual illusion techniques can trap me? You’re courting death!"
With that, Wu Ren Wang struggled to control his spiritual power, attempting to break through the bindings of the dream.
Buzzing~~
The entire cell immediately began to shake, as if an earthquake had occurred.
Seeing this, Lin Feng’s eyebrows twitched. His spiritual power was several times stronger than that of Wu Mo’s at the time, both in unleashing the Dream Demon Battle Soul and controlling the dream was far more powerful than Wu Mo’s.
He hadn’t expected that even so, Wu Ren Wang was still able to shake the dream.
Of course, that’s because the opponent is a Martial Emperor Realm Ninth Layer Martial Artist, whose spiritual power is naturally much stronger than a Martial Emperor Realm Third Layer Martial Artist.
Swish!
Without hesitation, a thin-as-the-wing-of-a-cicada dagger appeared in Lin Feng’s hand, flashing coldly.
This scene was so similar to when Wu Mo dragged Lin Feng into the dream before.
Lin Feng was still not too familiar with the Dream Demon Battle Soul, so he used Wu Mo’s previous methods to deal with Wu Ren Wang.
"Wu Ren Wang, let me show you the taste of lingering death!" Lin Feng sneered, and as he waved his arm, a large piece of flesh flew off Wu Ren Wang’s body.
Ah!
Wu Ren Wang cried out in pain, gritting his teeth and forming a rictus. However, this further fueled the ruthlessness in his heart, roaring, "Wu Chen, once I break your illusion technique, I will grind your bones to dust!"
Wu Ren Wang furiously pushed his spiritual power, constantly impacting the dream space, causing the entire space to shake even more violently.
"You have no chance!" Lin Feng persisted with his movements, the dagger dancing in his hand.
Swish! Swish! Swish!!!
Chunks of flesh continuously flew off, blood flowed profusely, and the scene was exceedingly miserable.
This scene was extremely shocking, Lin Feng holding the dagger, continuously cutting piece after piece of flesh from Wu Ren Wang’s body, each stab reaching the bone, each strike ruthless.
Ah ah ah!!
Wu Ren Wang began to scream incessantly, cold sweat pouring from his head. His body had chunks of flesh being cut away, something no one could endure.
Lin Feng’s speed was exceptionally fast, worrying that if time dragged on, the opponent might really break the dream. The dagger flashed in his hand, and within breaths, Wu Ren Wang was chopped into a human stick.
Wu Ren Wang’s entire body, except for his head, had no flesh left, just a skeleton, terribly miserable.
Within the skeleton, Wu Ren Wang’s internal organs were clearly visible, completely exposed to the air.
"Wu Chen, I’m going to kill you!" Wu Ren Wang continued to roar, though his voice had become extremely weak, feeble.
"Wu Ren Wang, you are now my prisoner; your life is in my hands, dare to be so arrogant!"
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