Chapter 382: Beast Control
"You too." Lin Feng replied calmly, causing Wu Zhen's gaze to freeze, and a strange, eerie light once again bloomed in his eyes.
Lin Feng's pupils contracted slightly. Then, a dark aura descended, and his pupils gradually began to change.
Black, emotionless, and cold—these were dark pupils devoid of any emotional color. Lin Feng had not entered this dark state of the Heavenly Radiance Martial Soul for a long time.
Everything around him was presented with extreme clarity, somewhat similar to the state of Unity of Heaven and Man, yet feeling completely different.
At this moment, he isolated himself from the world. What his pupils saw was a dark world, a dark world of crystal-clear clarity.
His dark, emotionless pupils stared at Wu Zhen. This time, Lin Feng did not dodge. His mind was too clear now, as if nothing could affect him.
Wu Zhen also saw Lin Feng's pupils, and his eyes couldn't help but tremble. What kind of pupils were these? They were as eerie as his own.
A wisp of strange light bloomed from Wu Zhen's eyes, heading towards Lin Feng. However, those dark pupils remained utterly calm, without the slightest fluctuation. They simply stared at Wu Zhen quietly and coldly, causing Wu Zhen's brow to furrow slightly.
It was useless. His Witch Demon Eyes were actually unable to affect Lin Feng.
"Not bad. But so what?" Wu Zhen said coldly, stepping forward. His figure drifted, instantly arriving before Lin Feng. A cold, yin wind swirled, and a strong aura of yin-cold spread, surging towards Lin Feng. This made Lin Feng's body feel a chill, and he immediately retreated. What kind of technique was this Wu Zhen practicing, to be so cold?
"Retreating?" Wu Zhen sneered coldly, his figure flickering as he followed Lin Feng's movements. The yin-fiend wind continuously swirled. Wherever his palm wind passed, large trees were instantly enveloped by a layer of yin-cold aura, covered in layers of frost, and then withered and died.
"So fast!" Wu Zhen was like a shadow, placing immense pressure on Lin Feng. This yin-fiend wind was extremely vicious.
Condensing a true essence sword, Lin Feng's solar fire true essence gathered again. However, the solar fire true essence on his body was no longer as dazzling as when he fought the One-Eyed man earlier.
"You must have consumed a huge amount of true essence power killing One-Eye, right?" Wu Zhen felt that Lin Feng's solar fire true essence was not as bright as before and sneered coldly.
"You don't need to deny it. I cultivate a Lesser Yin technique and am very sensitive to the aura of Lesser Yang techniques. You can't fool me." Wu Zhen added on his own, casually striking out another light palm attack. It collided with the sword slashed out by Lin Feng, and the sword carrying solar fire instantly dissipated in the yin wind, vanishing without a trace.
"Lesser Yin technique, no wonder." Lin Feng thought to himself, a look of understanding appearing on his face. Meng Qing cultivated a Lesser Yin technique, which had powerful cold energy. And Meng Qing had also said that the Great Sun Incinerating Heaven Scripture he was currently practicing was only at the Lesser Yang technique level.
Wu Zhen's technique was opposite to his, and his cultivation realm was higher, making him stronger. This was only natural.
Another gust of cold yin wind swept past, and the palm wind landed on Lin Feng's body. Lin Feng felt as if his entire body was freezing, just like the cold energy from Meng Qing's body. It was so cold.
His body drifted back, but Wu Zhen had no intention of letting him go. He kept following closely, continuously releasing the yin-fiend wind. Although Lin Feng was extremely perceptive in his dark state and could clearly sense every subtle movement of Wu Zhen, when the yin-fiend wind came in an unending stream, even if he could sense it, dodging became strenuous. It was like facing absolute power—any insight or perception was utterly useless.
"Meng Qing's Lesser Yin technique focuses on cold energy, while Wu Zhen's Lesser Yin technique is more inclined toward evil. Its coldness is not as powerful as Meng Qing's, but its yin toxicity is more severe."
Lin Feng's pupils remained pitch black and icy cold, but his thoughts were incredibly clear. The trajectory of Wu Zhen's attacks would slow down in his mind. If not for this, he would have been hit by Wu Zhen long ago.
"It seems that if I don't use my full strength, it will be very difficult to escape this calamity today." Lin Feng sighed inwardly. Wu Zhen's strength was formidable, and killing the Mysterious Martial Realm Third Layer One-Eyed man had already consumed too much of his true essence. Earlier, in the purple ocean, he had used his solar fire true essence to form a Netherworld Lotus to incinerate One-Eye, burning him completely clean, not even leaving ashes behind. This was why he was now finding it extremely difficult to deal with Wu Zhen, who was even stronger than One-Eye.
Another dazzling sword was slashed out, and Lin Feng turned around, sprinting at full speed. Since he intended to go all out, he wanted to get a bit farther away. That way, after killing Wu Zhen, he wouldn't attract the retaliation of the Ten Thousand Beasts Sect.
If the distance was far enough, even if Wu Zhen died, he would have ample time to escape.
The palm wind shattered Lin Feng's sword, and Wu Zhen's expression remained cold. Escape? Could Lin Feng still escape from his grasp?
Perfect. He could go deeper into the Nine Dragons Mountain Range to have some fun and see if he could find a suitable beast mount. It was time for him to find a true beast companion that belonged to him.
Wu Zhen followed unhurriedly, a hint of mockery in his heart. In his eyes, Lin Feng was already a dead man, a fish on the chopping block. There was no need to kill him in a hurry.
Lin Feng also guessed Wu Zhen's thoughts. A cold smile appeared in his dark pupils. He didn't rush to fly away either, but instead stepped on the branches. This way, he could conserve true essence power and also take the opportunity to recover a bit.
This Wu Zhen was quite confident.
"Have you run enough?" The two arrived above a dense forest, and Wu Zhen finally spoke indifferently. Lin Feng, who was ahead, lightly tapped his feet and then stopped.
Turning around, Lin Feng's pupils were still so cold—emotionlessly cold.
"Enough." Lin Feng said indifferently. "But it wasn't running."
"Not running?" Wu Zhen swept his gaze around. In the surrounding area, several powerful demonic beasts were active there. They seemed to have noticed the two intruding humans, Lin Feng and Wu Zhen, and their eyes were filled with cold, bestial intent.
"Before you die, I'll let you see what the Witch Demon Soul is!" Wu Zhen said coldly. Then, behind him, his martial soul appeared. This martial soul seemed to be a ghost, floating lightly in the air, both illusory and real, giving a feeling of unreality. But the body of this martial soul emitted an extreme yin-cold aura, and its pupils were like ghost eyes, incredibly eerie.
"Ghost!" A voice echoed in Lin Feng's mind. This Witch Demon Soul was like a ghost, swaying in the void, as if a gust of wind could blow it away. Yet the yin-fiend coldness and the black-and-white pupils were so shocking.
"Look carefully. To be able to see the Witch Demon Soul before you die, you can rest in peace." Wu Zhen's voice was cold and sinister. Then, his lips moved slightly as he said indifferently, "Witch Demon Soul, let your glory bloom."
As Wu Zhen's words fell, the ghostly figure slowly rose into the air, floating to a high altitude. A wisp of strange aura spread from the Witch Demon Soul, causing Lin Feng's entire body to stiffen. The Witch Demon Soul seemed to possess its own life. Just one look from it made him feel as if his soul was about to be lost.
However, the Witch Demon Soul only glanced at him before rushing towards a demonic beast. It drifted over like a specter, and a layer of eerie white light instantly enveloped the demonic beast. Then, Lin Feng saw the beast gradually prostrate itself, its gaze becoming dazed until its pupils dilated, submitting to the Witch Demon Soul.
"What a peculiar martial soul. Terrifying." Lin Feng's gaze trembled. This Witch Demon Soul seemed to be the natural enemy of demonic beasts, capable of directly controlling them.
"Roar..." The surrounding powerful demonic beasts began to flee. This witch demon was like a devil, so terrifying.
Spirit beasts possessed a certain level of intelligence, and Mysterious Beasts were even more intelligent. How could they not see the terror of the Witch Demon?
"Woo..." A few wails that seemed to come from hell echoed out. The Witch Demon Soul flickered like a specter, instantly reaching another Mysterious Beast that was running slower. Its eerie pupils stared directly at it, causing the Mysterious Beast to immediately fall silent. Soon, its fate was the same as the previous beast—completely subjugated.
Two Mysterious Beasts, instantly subdued.
"The Witch Demon Soul is an ancient martial soul. Now that you have seen the Witch Demon Soul, you should die with your eyes closed." Wu Zhen said indifferently.
Lin Feng stared at him and shook his head.
"It's only useful against beasts with weak soul power. Bewitching techniques are not refined arts." Lin Feng pondered for a moment, then smiled. "Perfect timing. Today, I also want to show you a kind of martial soul."
PS: Thanks to brother shlaogen and brother Tianlong for their tips. I feel that the third commander is about to be born. Also, bittersweetly, I owe nineteen chapters...