142 A wavering goddess of life!
If it were a dream, Chu Feng would have woken up long ago, but he was not in the Demon Realm; it was more like a space created by Ah Yin with her divine sense.
"Ah Yin?" Chu Feng tried to call out with his hoarse throat.
"I'm going to kill you." When there were only a few steps between them, Ah Yin's eyes suddenly turned red, and she pulled a dagger from her sleeve to stab toward Chu Feng.
Chu Feng dodged nimbly, but some of the hair covering his right ear was sliced off.
It seemed her consciousness had been completely invaded; the aura of the Demon Realm had interfered with her divine sense seal.
There wasn't absolutely no way out, which was to suck all of her divine sense dry. If that happened, Ah Yin could return to normal, and Chu Feng could also obtain a new life.
At this moment, there was no chance for consideration; Ah Yin's state was extremely unstable.
He could only try and hope for good luck.
Chu Feng exerted all of his remaining spiritual qi. Fortunately, the seven-story soul locking pagoda had absorbed some demonic qi earlier; now, breaking through the obstacles brought by this mass of demonic energy was more than enough.
A beam of light shot directly out from the demonic mist, colliding violently with Ah Yin's body. Staggering, she cast aside the mist.
Chu Feng endured the pain and transferred his spiritual qi to his spirit body, then let it gradually detach from his body and attach itself to Ah Yin.
The moment the divine sense was pulled out, the entire ground of the Demon Realm cracked like a spider web, and magma and demonic qi continuously burst out from underground.
"What is the Master doing?" Zhu Zhuqing was somewhat curious.
"He is absorbing Ah Yin's divine sense. This way, Ah Yin can emerge from her frenzied state." Zhong Yang brandished his demonic blade and thrust it into the ground, a massive light shield protecting everyone.
"You all better be careful. Don't touch the demonic qi from underground recklessly, or you'll suffer qi deviation," Zhong Ming warned.
Chu Feng's physical body had not yet reformed. After all, he was someone who had died once. Staying in this mist, only his consciousness remained, and his spirit body was connected to it.
She could be considered the lowest-level god, but even that was enough to cause chaos in Chu Feng's consciousness. However, he could not lose consciousness; otherwise, if the spirit body couldn't be retrieved, all previous efforts would be in vain.
To accelerate the re-aggregation of his physical body, Chu Feng had to give up all the spiritual qi he had previously consumed, which meant that when he woke up again, he might lose everything he had.
But that was no longer important. Since he had decided to save Ah Yin, he could not have the slightest change of heart. At the very least, she had taken care of him for the past ten years.
Chu Feng broke through the mist and let out a roar: "Ah! Ah! Ah!"
The louder he shouted, the more it encouraged Chu Feng's confidence. His physical body returned once more, and his complete consciousness allowed the Heavenly Spirit Body to accelerate the speed of absorbing the divine sense.
Ah Yin began to smash the ground frantically, but her figure also gradually began to shrink.
The biggest victim of all this was actually Chu Feng. Having just restored his physical body, he was very weak, and his spiritual qi began to slowly scatter, but he still insisted on remaining conscious.
He had to make Ah Yin recover from her madness.
The divine sense began to drill into Chu Feng's physical body through the Heavenly Spirit Body.
At this moment, he truly felt what it meant to wish for death over life.
For a human to absorb the power of a god, it was simply impossible to withstand or control.
Zhong Ming's face turned pale. As a battle-hardened general, he never expected to see someone who could completely absorb the power of a god, and a full fifteen minutes had already passed.
For an ordinary mortal, touching divine sense would cause them to disappear completely, without even the qualification for reincarnation.
Yet now, Chu Feng, who had no spiritual qi, only needed to endure the pain, but there were no major issues.
However, it was impossible to become a god so easily. This divine sense could only be said to fill the void left by all the lost spiritual qi, so the Heavenly Spirit Body would not disappear because of this.
After a period of upheaval, Ah Yin slowly turned back into human form and lay on the ground. Zhong Yang rushed forward to look after her.
Chu Feng was now like an unstable ball of energy fixed in the air. He summoned back the Heavenly Spirit Body, but the divine sense within it felt like it could explode at any moment.
Now there was no usable spiritual qi left in his body to balance this unstable factor. Only the Heaven Swallowing Demonic Art, this peerless divine skill, remained intact.
Might as well just eat the excess swelling; that would save some trouble.
During the process of swallowing, Chu Feng turned into a ball of light like a sun, continuously expanding and then shrinking.
The panda, Big Fly, noticed something was wrong and shouted, "Run!"
Like a sun exploding, a powerful heatwave destroyed nearly half of the entire Demon Realm.
The ground collapsed nearly several thousand meters. The entire Demon Realm was now a land of magma, and even complete mountain peaks were almost invisible.
Ah Yin suddenly woke up and cried out, "Chu Feng!" This cry was heart-wrenching, and then she fainted again.
Zhong Yang said to Zhu Zhuqing, "You stay here and help look after her. I'll go check the situation."
Chu Feng emerged from the magma like a rebirth from fire, crawling out from the boiling core of the earth that carried demonic qi.
Scale-like fragments grew on his body, and purple flames ignited upon them.
Zhong Yang was still searching everywhere in the air when Chu Feng, unbeknownst to him, grabbed him by the throat.
Zhong Ming arrived shortly after. "What's going on?"
"He has succumbed to the demonic path. Don't move recklessly." For the first time, Zhong Yang felt that his life could vanish in an instant. His six spirit bodies were completely ineffective, and he could hardly mobilize any spiritual qi in his body.
Zhong Yang really couldn't think of any other power besides the power of the Ultimate Demonic Path that could make Chu Feng so strong, especially considering that Chu Feng didn't have a single bit of spiritual qi right now.
"Could this be the Ultimate Demonic Path?" Big Fly was also lying on the ground, his legs feeling a bit weak. His master had told him to be extremely wary of it.
Zhong Ming's face turned pale. "The core power of the Demon Realm. A thousand years ago, only the Emperor Father used it once. It's said to be the source of nourishment for the Moro Tree. This power alone is equivalent to eight Demonic Spirit Bodies. It is the most terrifying power in the Demon Realm, and it seems this guy has absorbed all of it."
Zhong Yang's life was hanging by a thread. If it continued, his soul would surely dissipate.
Ah Yin slowly crawled up from the ground, her weak body walking over. The shaking ground made it impossible for her to concentrate, and her eyes were currently a blur.
"Master seems to have succumbed to the demonic path. The situation is now uncontrollable." Zhu Zhuqing was breaking out in a cold sweat.
"Let me help. If it weren't for me, Chu Feng wouldn't be like this." Ah Yin knew this well.
Ah Yin's divine sense had already vanished completely. The only thing she could still use was the attached spiritual qi. She released it to attract Chu Feng's gaze.
This move worked. After sensing Ah Yin's spiritual qi, Chu Feng was stirred and slammed Zhong Yang heavily onto the ground, creating a massive crater.
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