Global Demon Transformation.

Chapter 177 The Genius of the Dragon King's Palace
The silver spear whistled past, and Lin Feng swung his demon-sealing soul weapon and smashed it down. This sudden turn of events stunned everyone.

Finished!

It's all over.

Staring at the shattered crystal on the ground, the sixteen extraordinary individuals were dumbfounded, their hearts nearly stopping, as if struck by lightning.

The demon-sealing artifact was destroyed, and in the violent tremor, the demon spirit also dissipated.

All the hard work of the past two months, and the three days of frantic searching for the Phantom Leopard in the hope of redeeming the Demon-Sealing Soul Artifact, have been in vain.

"court death."

With a loud shout, a flash of lightning appeared, and a tall figure appeared in front of Lin Feng, no more than ten meters away.

"It's Haiwei from the Dragon King's Palace!"

"Damn it, why is he here? We were almost able to redeem the demon-sealing artifact!"

The strange people looked extremely ugly as they stared at the suddenly appearing figure.

Haiwei, grandson of the invincible Dragon King.

Haiwei possesses exceptional martial arts talent, having refined the demon spirit of the Earthly Ranking Dragon Clan. Furthermore, his Giant Spirit bloodline has already awakened, making him a favorite of the Dragon King.

He is one of the most talented geniuses in the Dragon King Palace in the past hundred years.

Faced with such a genius, even if they had a lot of complaints and anger in their hearts, they dared not show it.

At this moment, the three strange people stared at the figure that had suddenly appeared before them, their faces extremely pale and their bodies trembling slightly.

They were from the Dragon King's Palace, and their purpose in entering the Demon Spirit Realm was to help Haiwei choose his second soul skill.

Now that the demon spirits and the demon-sealing artifacts are gone, their fate will be very tragic.

"Lin Feng!"

Haiwei recognized the boy in front of him at a glance.

In the human realm, the Dragon King's Palace has its own power and intelligence network, and they also learn about human knowledge and culture.

The human race's super genius might be unknown to most people, but Haiwei is very familiar with him.

Because these human geniuses will be his rivals in the future.

Haiwei knew that these days were the start of the Human University, and some super geniuses of the human race would be entering the Demon Realm.

These messages are public information; there's no need to deliberately gather intelligence.

The Demon Realm has nothing but demons, making it difficult to launch surprise attacks or ambush. Therefore, apart from sending more people, there are no special precautions against human thieves entering the Demon Realm.

No one expected that humans would rob the demon realm, and even succeed.

And this person was none other than Lin Feng!

Although he had his own sources of information and networks, Haiwei was unaware that Lin Feng was refining a first-tier demon spirit due to the delayed transmission of information.

At this moment, in his eyes, Lin Feng, as the top scorer in the national college entrance examination, is one of the most outstanding super geniuses of the human race.

He could also be considered the first among his peers in the human race.

“That’s cruel.”

Looking at the debris and fragments scattered on the ground, Haiwei's expression turned somewhat grim.

He didn't actually know that Lin Feng had just been absorbing soul skills; he only knew that someone had robbed a large number of demon-sealing soul artifacts.

The spear was thrown by him. Faced with the threat of the spear, Lin Feng had time to escape, but choosing to escape would mean he would not be able to destroy the demon-sealing soul weapon in time. He had to choose one of the two.

Is life more important, or is venting more important? This choice isn't difficult!

However, Haiwei never expected that Lin Feng had no intention of escaping, but instead chose to destroy the demon-sealing artifact.

madness!

But it's ruthless enough!
It's ruthless!

Foolish and ruthless—that was Lin Feng's first impression of Haiwei.

Even when faced with his arrival, Lin Feng remained calm and showed no fear whatsoever.

"Lin Feng, a super genius of the human race, I've heard of you."

Haiwei observed Lin Feng, smiled slightly, and did not immediately take action.

At such close range, he was confident he could kill Lin Feng.

Lin Feng was not surprised that the strange person knew his name, nor did he have much of a reaction.

He's very famous, and this extraordinary young man is clearly of high status; it would be strange if he didn't know him.

After all, the 'New World' has many scoundrels who directly sided with the Inhumans.

However, this extraordinary young man seemed unaware that he had refined a demon spirit, and even a first-tier demon spirit at that, unlike the super genius he claimed to be.

What truly surprised Lin Feng was that behind this extraordinary young man, there was a human figure.

"Run away!"

Zhang Shengyuan was anxious, his mouth slightly opening and closing. When he saw Lin Feng looking him over, his eyes darted away, and he dared not look Lin Feng in the eye.

"Have you become a slave?"

Looking at the single horn mark on the young man's forehead, Lin Feng thought of the mysterious man in black in the library of Hongyun University.

One is human, the other is an alien, but they are in the same situation. They are both in a foreign land, have lost their freedom, but do not want to die. They would rather live without dignity and eke out a living.

Noticing Lin Feng's gaze, Haiwei turned around, smiled, and said:
“His name is Zhang Shengyuan. I don’t know if you’ve heard of him. He’s a genius from Demon Star University. I captured him here three years ago and made him my first slave. And you will become my second slave.”

“You’re even more famous than him. The top scorer in the college entrance exam has become my slave. It’s funny to think about.”

What's your name?

Lin Feng asked, but before he could finish speaking, silver arcs of electricity suddenly appeared on his feet, spitting out lightning. His body trembled, and he was blasted back ten meters away.

"Raystep? I can do that too!"

A smile appeared on Haiwei's lips. He suddenly lifted his foot and then landed with a thud, his body shooting out. Before he even touched the ground, streaks of electricity flashed across his body. Silver light suddenly surged from his feet, condensing into a ball of silver light. With a hiss, the silver light flashed and chased after Lin Feng like lightning.

"Don't run away! You're the top scorer in the college entrance exam. I still want to have some fun with you."

Haiwei also knows Thunder Step, and in terms of speed alone, he is no slower than Lin Feng, but he is far less agile than Lin Feng.

Lin Feng changed directions with ease, while Hai Wei needed to pause slightly to change direction.

Although it was only a brief gap, Haiwei soon found himself unable to keep up with Lin Feng's pace.

"So fast!"

The sixteen extraordinary individuals hurriedly gave chase, but they only saw two streaks of lightning pursuing each other as they gradually disappeared into the distance.

"Among my peers, you are the first one who can be faster than me."

Haiwei said as he chased after him.

Lin Feng's speed surprised him; he truly deserved to be the most famous genius among the younger generation of humans.

"You talk too much nonsense."

Haiwei didn't care and chuckled, "I'm becoming more and more interested in you becoming my second slave."

"My martial arts skills are inferior to yours, how about we compare our cultivation techniques and demonic spirits?"

Seeing that Lin Feng was about to escape, Haiwei was not in a hurry. He let out a roar, and a purple arc of electricity crisscrossed his body, spitting out like a small snake. His hands continued to expand, and the veins bulged, turning into sharp dragon claws. Dark purple scales penetrated his skin and spread all over his body, gradually forming a set of armor. His originally light purple pupils also turned dark purple.

A pair of purple wings emerged from Haiwei's back. The wings flapped slightly, and purple arcs of electricity flashed. The speed was extremely fast, and it caught up with Lin Feng in an instant. Just as Lin Feng was about to change direction again.

"Roar!"

Haiwei opened his mouth, and a high-pitched dragon roar like thunder resounded out. Lin Feng's body trembled, blood gushed from his ears, and the surrounding air seemed to become viscous. Lin Feng's speed instantly slowed down.

At this moment, Haiwei had caught up with Lin Feng, and his sharp dragon claws reached for Lin Feng's chest.

"Sonic Soul Skill! A Gold-level Sonic Soul Skill."

The sharp sound of the wind made Lin Feng squint.

The dragon claw carried arcs of electricity. Although it had not yet touched his body, it caused a needle-like pain. Interfered with by the sonic soul skill, Lin Feng could only cross his arms and block in front of his chest.

Blood splattered everywhere as his arm was torn apart by sharp dragon claws. Lin Feng's figure retreated explosively, silver arcs of electricity surging from his feet. He appeared ten meters away, and before he could react, a deep rumble of thunder sounded, and a purple shadow flashed. Haiwei's face, which had a hint of a mocking smile, reappeared in front of him, and a pair of sharp dragon claws kept swinging at his body.

Faced with Haiwei in his demonic transformation state, Lin Feng's speed was completely outmatched.

"He has a strong physique and can also use Thunder Step. His strength has reached the peak of the second rank. He has refined a dragon demon spirit, which should be a demon spirit on the Earth Ranking. His first soul skill is a rare sonic soul skill, and it is also a gold-level soul skill that can slow down the opponent's speed. His overall combat power is stronger than that of an ordinary fifth-rank martial artist."

Lin Feng's expression turned serious.

The extraordinary young man before him was about the same age as himself, but he had already reached the peak of the second rank. More importantly, the other party had refined a dragon demon spirit from the Earth Ranking. Whether it was physical attributes, combat experience and martial arts skills, or the level of the demon spirit, this young man was practically perfect, without any weaknesses. He was the most outstanding genius he had ever seen.

"Surrender now, or I might accidentally kill you."

In his demonic form, Haiwei resembles a humanoid monster, his purple pupils revealing a hint of savagery.

Looking at the formidable opponent before him, a silver-white phoenix tail mark appeared in Lin Feng's left eye socket, with nine forks, two of which were blue and purple. A light gauze covered Lin Feng, and a bubble the size of a fist was exhaled from Lin Feng's mouth.

"Mirror image".

After being possessed by the demon spirit, Lin Feng first used the Mirror Soul Skill, which split a bubble into 64 bubbles in an instant.

"What kind of soul skill?"

A large number of bubbles appeared between the two, slightly obscuring Haiwei's view, which surprised him.

Has Lin Feng refined the demon spirit?
Is the bubble a soul skill?

What kind of soul skill is this?

A look of surprise flashed across Haiwei's eyes, but when the sharp dragon claws pierced the bubbles with a "snap," he immediately felt relieved.

The bubbles release explosive power and electric shocks upon bursting, but they pose no threat to Haiwei, who is of the lightning attribute and possessed by a demon spirit.

Therefore, he let the bubbles float around his body and ignored them.

"This is your soul skill?"

Haiwei couldn't help but laugh, saying that the power of this soul skill was not only ridiculous, but also far too weak!
Humanity's most outstanding genius is nothing more than this.

At this moment, Haiwei did not notice that two meters away from him, a floating bubble was slowly drifting towards his position. When it got one meter closer, the bubble transformed into Lin Feng as if by magic.

A chill suddenly surged from Haiwei's heart. Before he could react, the silver dagger had already pierced through the dragon scales and plunged into his neck.

"Roar!"

Haiwei roared, a thunderous dragon's cry echoing out. Blood trickled from the corner of his mouth, and he clutched his neck with his right hand, a large amount of blood gushing from his neck, staining his robe red. Fortunately, he had been possessed by a demon spirit and protected by dragon scales, otherwise his neck would have been pierced through.

"A clone soul skill?"

Haiwei looked at Lin Feng beside him and Lin Feng ten meters away, his eyes filled with disbelief.

Two Lin Fengs!

It's a clone soul skill!

The lowest level of the Purple Gold rank clone soul skill is a soul skill that almost all demon spirit masters dream of, and Haiwei is no exception.

With his current strength, the success rate of absorbing a gold-level soul skill is not high, let alone absorbing a clone soul skill.

Such a precious clone soul skill is extremely rare. Even the most outstanding genius of the Dragon King Palace cannot find many of them, and it is impossible to absorb it rashly without certainty.

In Haiwei's view, the clone soul skill would be his fifth or sixth soul skill, which is impossible for him to possess at this stage.

How could Lin Feng possibly absorb a soul skill that even he himself desired but could not absorb?

What kind of demon spirit did he refine?
Why is it that its innate skills are so weak, yet it can absorb soul skills of the purple-gold level?

"You're lucky, I'll spare your life!"

Seeing several figures rushing towards him from a hundred meters away, Lin Feng suppressed his killing intent and retreated. At the same time, he took out a palm-sized scale from his pocket and crushed it.

Five seconds later, with a suction force, Lin Feng's figure became illusory and quickly disappeared into thin air.

The instant Lin Feng disappeared, another Lin Feng vanished like lightning, and the bubbles floating in mid-air burst one after another.

At that moment, the figure not far away finally arrived.

"No way!"

When they saw Haiwei standing there, clutching his neck, blood dripping from his fingers and meandering on the ground, the people who had rushed over were stunned, unable to believe their eyes.

"How is that possible?" Zhang Shengyuan was also shocked.

He originally thought Lin Feng would be captured, either to death or alive, but he never expected that Lin Feng would successfully escape from the Demon Spirit Realm and even injure Hai Wei.

"What a pity, it was just a little short."

Looking at the wound on Haiwei's neck, Zhang Shengyuan felt sorry for him, but remained outwardly calm.

"Haiwei, how could you lose too?" a boy exclaimed.

It's unbelievable that someone in the demon realm could injure Haiwei.

"Who is that person?"

Someone looked in the direction Lin Feng disappeared and asked.

Haiwei's face was terribly gloomy. He took out a bottle from his pocket, poured out white powder from the bottle, and covered the hideous wound on his neck. Because of the excruciating pain, his body trembled slightly. After a while, when the wound had congealed, he slowly said, "It's Lin Feng!"

"Lin Feng, how could he possibly defeat you?"

"He absorbed the clone's soul skill; I was careless and didn't notice," Haiwei explained.

……

The library is on the ninth floor, in a secret room.

As the magic array flashed, a figure gradually appeared, and Bu Zheng and Fang De breathed a long sigh of relief.

"Why are you only just getting back?" Fang De asked, his face grim.

He had thought Lin Feng was dead, but he never expected him to come back.

"Is there a set time?" Lin Feng asked, puzzled.

Fang De was somewhat speechless.

There's no set time limit, of course. If you're capable, you can stay for a year or two. But that's not what I was asking.

"You are hurt!"

Seeing the bloody, mangled wound on Lin Feng's arm, deep enough to expose bone, Bu Zheng asked, "Who hurt you?"

"I don't know, but he's an extraordinary young man, probably around my age, two meters tall, who has refined a dragon demon spirit, and his strength has reached the peak of the second rank. He also has a gold-level sonic soul skill! It should be his first soul skill," Lin Feng said.

The more Bu Zheng listened, the more surprised he became.

"That's Haiwei from the Dragon King's Palace. He should be a few months older than you, with peak second-grade strength. He refined the Netherworld Dragon, ranked 33rd on the Earth Ranking. He's the most talented genius of this generation in the Dragon King's Palace, and the Dragon King's most beloved grandson. His Giant Spirit Bloodline has already awakened. How could you escape from him? Strange, a super genius like him has people specifically collecting demon spirits for him. How could he appear in the Demon Spirit Realm?"

Bu Zheng was no stranger to Haiwei; in fact, he was quite familiar with it.

Just as the Inhumans collect information on human geniuses, the human race will also collect information on the super geniuses among the Inhumans.

These super geniuses, though not yet strong, are key to the struggle for the key and the determination of ownership of the interdimensional portal.

Therefore, gathering information about the other party is very important.

Fang De clearly knew Haiwei, so his gaze toward Lin Feng was tinged with shock.

The fact that Lin Feng was able to escape from Hai Wei's clutches, despite the vast difference in their strength, is enough to prove Lin Feng's power.

"I was lucky." Lin Feng didn't explain much.

He was actually quite shocked.

He never expected that the extraordinary young man he encountered was actually the grandson of the Dragon King. He had only just begun to cultivate the Dragon King's technique, "Fish-Dragon Transformation," and it was such a coincidence.

If Haiwei was refining a Nether Dragon, then the fact that I was able to harm him must mean that the other party was careless.

The Nether Dragon's innate soul skill [Demonic Flame] is a diamond-level soul skill that can burn the soul and cause excruciating pain.

Haiwei didn't use it, which clearly shows he didn't take him seriously.

Unfortunately, the illusionary soul skill only creates clones with 60% of the original's strength. If he were stronger, he could definitely kill this extraordinary genius.

"What kind of soul skill did you absorb?" Fang De couldn't help but ask.

Three days in the Demon Realm is a long time; even a low-level first-tier demon should be able to absorb a soul skill.

Lin Feng smiled and said, "Guess."

Guess my foot!

Fang De cursed inwardly, "This kid is really annoying," but he was just asking casually.

Lin Feng didn't say anything; aside from being annoyed, he didn't care.

What kind of soul skills can a first-tier demon spirit absorb? Probably only bronze level. Silver level is impossible, unless you win the lottery.

As for golden soul skills, they are more likely to be realized in dreams.

(End of this chapter)