Merging with Demon Spirits

Chapter 930: Chapter 718: Nowhere to Escape

The sky was filled with Soul Skill attacks and Martial Skill attacks, powers of various attributes converging, like a dazzling rainbow encircling and shrouding White Clothes.

White Clothes’ brows furrowed slightly; everywhere in his field of vision, all he could see was multicolored energy.

The violent energy fluctuations even twisted the space itself, splitting open one horrifying pitch-black fissure after another.

"Celestial Imperial!"

White Clothes let out a soft shout; within a two-meter radius, a surge of Repulsive Force formed visible ripples that scattered the attacks filling the sky.

Before White Clothes could even breathe a sigh of relief, the next wave of attacks came crashing toward him, though far less dense than the first, already showing gaps that allowed for evasion.

This time, White Clothes’ figure flickered and vanished from where he had been.

"Domain, unfold."

Thirty meters away, White Clothes kept using Instant Teleportation to dodge the attacks, refusing to get entangled with the enemies. At the same time, his right hand pointed toward the sky, and a gray radiance shot straight into the heavens along his fingertip.

The next moment.

The previously clear sky became overcast with dark clouds, rapidly spreading outward. Amidst the flashes of lightning and rolls of Thunderclap, a fine rain fell like a curtain from the sky.

Only, the threads of rain were a strange gray.

The curtain of rain spread over nearly half the sky, reaching a diameter of one to two kilometers.

Under the shroud of Death Rain, their skin felt as if corroded by sulfuric acid, pitted with bloody, mangled holes. The Abnormal People hurriedly wrapped themselves in Spiritual Power or opened Barriers, their attacking rhythm abruptly stalling.

Taking this chance, White Clothes didn’t pause, continually using Instant Teleportation as he charged toward the outside of the city.

"Die!"

With an angry roar, a soil-yellow, pillar-like sky-supporting giant column swept toward White Clothes.

As the sky-supporting giant column swept across, the space violently quaked and twisted, forcing White Clothes, who had intended to Instant Teleport, to suddenly halt on the spot, his expression changing slightly.

"Celestial Imperial!"

Repulsive Force formed visible ripples; the sky-supporting giant column was blocked, while White Clothes’ body couldn’t help but be flung backward, flying straight back a hundred meters, a trace of blood seeping from the corner of his mouth.

Borrowing the momentum of this impact, White Clothes was now only three hundred meters from the city wall.

And on the city wall, an elder in gray clothes stepped on the void. Behind him floated a three-meter-tall golden giant eagle, flapping its wings, its sharp hawk eyes locked on White Clothes.

White Clothes felt himself being Locked.

As if the moment he moved, he would be met with a fatal strike.

"Fuck!"

White Clothes couldn’t help cursing, his previous calm nowhere to be seen.

Life Soul externalized—the hallmark of an Extraordinary Powerhouse.

The appearance of an Extraordinary Powerhouse made White Clothes pause. Before he could even think of how to escape, a saber, a sword, and a staff—three hundred-meter-long phantom Soul Soldiers—appeared in the air, centering on him in a triangular formation.

The space became oppressive and viscous.

The space had been Locked by the three Soul Soldiers!

Even the Domain was suppressed; the rainwater suddenly froze in midair, and only after quite a while did it slowly drip down.

At this moment, White Clothes wasn’t far from the city wall, hope right before his eyes, yet he stopped in midair as though he had already given up resisting.

White Clothes’ gaze swept around, his expression grave. From the moment the explosion sounded, in just two or three seconds, over a hundred Abnormal People had appeared all around him.

Almost all of them were Kings.

And five figures floated in the void, all of them Emperors.

"You actually dare stay in Wuyun City?"

Hai Qing lightly flapped his Dragon Wings, surrounded by his subordinates’ protection, his tone tinged with surprise and doubt.

A moment ago, he had still been in a furious rage, thinking this mission would end in failure, who could have thought there would be such an unexpected pleasant surprise.

"Where is Lin Feng?"

Hai Qing looked around but failed to find any sign of Lin Feng.

An internal falling-out?

The explosion earlier was clearly caused by Lin Feng; that familiar scorched stench still lingered in the air.

According to what Xiong Tian had said before, this Human Race and Lin Feng had originally been teammates; now it seemed they had had a falling out.

Otherwise, this Human Race was already very close to the city wall; in complete silence, he might well have already slipped out of Wuyun City.

The gray raindrops fell on Hai Qing’s Dragon Scales, and in just a short while, they corroded shallow marks into the scales.

"Such strong corrosion... to actually possess a Domain, truly surprising."

Spiritual Power Gauze Clothing covered his body; the raindrops rippled across its surface in waves. Hai Qing’s eyes swept over White Clothes.

At this moment, more and more Abnormal People were gathering; there was no need to rush the attack.

This Human Race was not that easy to deal with.

"Where is Lin Feng?"

Just then, a voice rang out; it was Xiong Tian, who had returned.

Tu Xun followed close behind.

Their expressions were also somewhat surprised; clearly, they had not expected to see White Clothes again.

However, they didn’t care too much about White Clothes.

White Clothes didn’t have a sky-high bounty, nor did he have Lin Feng’s bloody battle record.

His hatred value wasn’t even one ten-thousandth of Lin Feng’s.

"Lin Feng used a Stand Soul Skill to run." someone quickly said.

At those words, the expressions of the Abnormal People clearly dimmed. A few of them even let out a long breath of relief.

If not necessary, they didn’t want to face that horrific explosion and those vicious to the extreme Soul Skills.

"This Human Race is very special, possessing an ability that makes one envious. Best to capture him alive." Beside them, the Six Arms youth suggested, a trace of astonishment in his tone.

Whether it was the Domain before their eyes, or the Power that had just shattered all attacks, both were stunning.

As the Abnormal People talked, White Clothes noticed that the number of Abnormal People around him had nearly doubled, with at least seven Emperors.

And that was only what was on the surface; there might be more in the dark!

In such a dead-end, how was he supposed to escape?

Lin Feng’s plan had been perfect; the timing had been grasped very well.

Even he had to admit a bit of admiration.

Nowhere to run!

Standing there dazed for quite a while, White Clothes accepted the brutal reality.

Since he couldn’t escape, why not cooperate with the Abnormal People?

...

On the other side, three Dragon Fish flapped their wings, keeping roughly thirty meters between each other as they flew in the same direction.

And a hundred meters behind the three Dragon Fish, Lin Feng flapped his Dragon Wings, closely tailing them.

As if sensing something, Lin Feng’s expression shifted. The next instant, his figure vanished from where he had been, and at his original location, a Dragon Fish appeared.

Looking at the Dragon Fish before him and Lin Feng’s receding back in the distance ahead, the Abnormal male who had seemingly appeared out of thin air couldn’t help but curse, "Disgusting Soul Skill."

[Lock][Phantom][Stand][Life Soul Transformation]

These four Soul Skills together had turned Lin Feng into a master of escape.

Even if they silently closed in on him, a single [Stand] would render all their efforts meaningless.

"We can’t catch up."

Another Alien King appeared beside the man, speaking with a helpless tone.

They had spotted Lin Feng’s figure, but simply couldn’t catch up.

Without an Emperor to sit in town, even if they did catch up, they wouldn’t be able to keep Lin Feng.

If not for Lin Feng’s concern that explosions would attract enemies, even they would have been in great danger.

Lin Feng and his companions had besieged and killed the Extraordinary Lou Yuan, while they were just ordinary Kings—how could they be opponents?

They had originally wanted to pin the other side down and wait for reinforcements, but they hadn’t expected Lin Feng to be this good at running.

With this speed and style of escape, even if an Emperor came, they might not be able to catch him.

Just as the two were chatting, a figure appeared a kilometer away. The moment the two spotted it and were still looking from afar, that figure had already appeared before them.

With a whistling sound, an old man with white hair emerged.

The old man wore a cyan robe and held a long sword.

"Your Majesty."

The two hurriedly bowed in greeting.

"Where is Lin Feng?"

The old man who had arrived did not stop moving; his voice echoed in the ears of the two.

The two quickly followed, one of them loudly replying, "Lin Feng and the Dragon Fish keep using the Stand Soul Skill; we simply can’t catch up."

"Useless trash."

The old man known as His Majesty cursed, flying continuously for ten minutes without finding any trace of Lin Feng, and in the end could only give up helplessly.

Trying to find a single person in the wild was difficult to begin with, let alone when that person was Lin Feng, who possessed a Stand Soul Skill.

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