Merging with Demon Spirits

Chapter 595: Chapter 428: Clash (Part 3)

The battle had only just begun, yet the Red Umbrella and the Celestial Punishment Sword both sustained varying degrees of damage. Finally, the Red Umbrella couldn’t take it anymore and, instead of continuing the fight, started to flee.

”How did you come to possess this Demon Sword?”

Red Spirit looked at the fleeing Red Umbrella with a somewhat panicked expression. She reached out, intending to summon the Red Umbrella back, but was blocked by the Celestial Punishment Sword.

”Take a guess?”

Lin Feng asked with a smile, lightning flashing under his feet as he appeared before Red Spirit.

Red Spirit did not dodge; she knew Lin Feng liked to opt for suicidal explosions.

But she wouldn’t give Lin Feng that chance.

”Ah...”

Red Spirit let out a painful scream as blood-red chains erupted from within her body. The tips of the chains were like spikes, and they intertwined as they stabbed toward Lin Feng’s body.

It was clear Red Spirit was trying to force Lin Feng to retreat. She didn’t want a close combat fight with him. Yet when she thought Lin Feng would retreat, she discovered he did not dodge at all. Instead, he caught the chains aimed at his vital spots with his hands, letting the other chains pierce his body.

At this moment, Lin Feng’s body had transformed into a blue cloud, taking no damage at all.

”Got you!”

Lin Feng grasped the chains tightly, yanking them forcefully. As the opponent flew toward him, there was a glimmer of crazed killing intent in his eyes, and countless bubbles began to form rapidly.

In just a brief moment, hundreds of bubbles enclosed them both.

A man and a woman were enveloped in the bubbles. If they were a couple, it might have seemed romantic, but at this moment, the scene only made everyone’s expression turn grim.

No one acted, nor did anyone have time to act.

Boom!

Amidst the earth-shattering explosion, lightning flashed and a scorching, frenzied shockwave spread out, forcing everyone to retreat.

”Truly a madman!”

Tie Lin looked at the newly formed crater and the area shrouded in mist, feeling a bit of lingering fear. Facing such a madman who frequently self-destructs, one couldn’t help but be afraid.

”Red Spirit won’t die, right?”

Mingyi furrowed his brows. However, in the next moment, his expression changed, seeing that Lin Feng’s team remained unfazed and showed no worry at all.

Mingyi surveyed the area quickly, speaking in a heavy tone, ”Someone’s missing.”

Upon hearing this, Tie Lin hurriedly scanned the surroundings, and indeed, the bald man was nowhere to be seen.

Considering a certain possibility, both their faces turned unsightly.

Due to the explosion, the battle was temporarily halted. As the mist gradually dissipated, two blood-stained figures emerged. One lay motionless on the ground, clearly dead.

The other was gasping heavily, still alive but looking particularly pitiful.

She knelt half on the ground, her whole body charred almost to charcoal, fresh red blood seeping from the charred wounds, and her right eye had been melted by the heat, unable to open at all.

The remaining eye was bloodshot, filled with resentment and murderous intent.

”You little bastard, underestimated you. Come out if you dare.”

Red Spirit roared madly, her flesh constantly twisting and her wounds beginning to heal, though it was clearly a painful process, causing her body to tremble slightly.

”Even Red Spirit ended up like this!”

Tie Lin took a deep breath, his eyes showing a hint of disbelief.

Among the 24 Apostles, Red Spirit didn’t rank in the top ten, but she wasn’t weak either, considered middle-tier, stronger than them. Who would have thought she would end up so miserable?

Just as they had suspected.

Lin Feng had escaped, the bald strongman having his position swapped by the Stand Soul Skill, becoming the victim.

”How about it?”

Just as they were considering retreat, a pitch-black mist appeared, quickly spreading across the area, obscuring everyone’s view.

In the mist, all sensory abilities were lost.

”Dark Night Star Mist!”

Tie Lin said in a low voice, knowing it was Ye Qiu’s Soul Skill, a Diamond-ranked ability.

Though it was a Support Soul Skill with no attack power, it was quite troublesome.

Within the mist, vision, hearing, and smell—all sensory abilities were lost, yet the possessor of the Soul Skill could sense their presence through the mist.

This Soul Skill was quite good, but in a chaotic battle, it didn’t offer much advantage since allies would also lose sensory abilities.

As Tie Lin and the others were bewildered, Lin Feng’s voice came through the darkness.

”The game begins now.”