Global Demon Transformation.

Chapter 210 Nightmare and Divine Retribution

"Be careful!"

Yun Kai looked anxious and shouted, his eyes fixed on the red sword. He quickly reached out with his right hand and gripped it tightly.

Controlling metal is Yun Kai's second innate skill, bestowed upon him by his natal spirit, the Golden Lion King.

But at this moment, Yun Kai was surprised to find that he could not control the red sword.

Although he could sense it, the sword seemed to possess its own consciousness, not only rejecting his control, but also sending an evil aura into his soul through his spiritual power.

At this moment, Yun Kai felt a burning sensation in his body, as if his blood was about to boil, and he had an urge to leave his body.

"Roar…"

Within the sea of ​​souls, the Golden Lion King roared in anger, shattering the evil aura, and the heat and boiling sensation quickly subsided.

Faced with the attack of the red sword, Lin Feng remained calm. His soul sea trembled slightly, and the aura of nightmares was released. An aura that was ten or a hundred times more evil than the red sword flashed by.

This aura caused everyone to tremble slightly, their eyes filled with fear, and they couldn't help but shiver.

The red sword, which had been struggling violently in Lin Feng's hand and trying to retaliate, suddenly stopped trembling and let out an even sharper cry.

His voice was filled with fear and dread.

"The sword of evil?"

Lin Feng gently stroked the sword. The red sword trembled slightly in his hand, as if struggling or fearing, and shivered.

"Why does it feel familiar? Is it because of this evil and bloody aura, or because it is a weapon of the supernatural?"

Based on the techniques and blood of the supernatural beings, Lin Feng was certain that Nightmare was related to them, and the sword that made Nightmare so agitated and excited was very likely a weapon of the supernatural beings.

Seeing that Lin Feng seemed to have subdued the evil sword, the others were filled with disbelief.

They were still shaken by the fleeting, terrifying aura they had just experienced.

Only Yue Mingming didn't take it seriously.

Only he knew that the more evil and bloody aura did not come from the Red Sword, but from Lin Feng.

That's Lin Feng's innate talent.

A unique talent.

"Brother Feng, do you want to choose this sword?" Yun Kai asked.

In his view, this red sword was extremely dangerous and would turn against its master. Although it seemed docile now, no one was sure when it would go berserk.

Going berserk in battle can cost you your life.

"Don't waste your time, go pick your magical artifacts. I know what I'm doing," Lin Feng said.

Although Yun Kai still had some concerns, he knew that no one could change Lin Feng's decision, so he did not continue to persuade him and began to choose his own spiritual weapon.

While everyone was choosing their magical weapons, Lin Feng observed the red sword in his hand. The dark red blade had no patterns, and he could faintly smell a bloody odor.

Lin Feng was very interested in this sword. Although it was somewhat damaged, it was very spiritual.

Spirituality, to a certain extent, also signifies the level of a spiritual artifact.

The more powerful the magical artifact, the more spiritual it possesses.

Besides its spirituality, this sword also possesses a terrifying aura—an evil and bloody one that can cause one's blood and qi to tremble, making one dizzy and nauseous.

In battle, being able to disrupt the enemy is a valuable skill.

What captivated Lin Feng even more was that the sword's aura was remarkably similar to that of Nightmare—evil and bloody.

If it can be refined, the aura of the nightmare will not be so noticeable when the nightmare possesses the body in the future.

Based on this alone, Lin Feng had already made his choice.

Within his dantian, streams of spiritual energy surged forth, covering the red sword with a bluish-purple aura, attempting to refine it. However, the red sword resisted Lin Feng's power fiercely, overflowing with streaks of red light that repelled his spiritual energy.

No matter how much spiritual power Lin Feng tried to activate, this resisting force remained, stubbornly holding on.

Lin Feng could sense that if it weren't for the nightmare aura that had made the sword somewhat fearful and wary, this red energy would have been more than just a simple act of resistance.

Lin Feng could sense the red sword's restless energy, its suppressed brutality and killing intent.

"This sword is terrified of the aura of nightmares, but what about blood?"

A thought flashed through Lin Feng's mind. He ran his left index finger across the sword's edge, and drops of blood fell onto the blade. The sword's original resistance was rapidly disappearing.

"Does it really suck blood?"

A hint of surprise flashed in Lin Feng's eyes. He had only guessed, but it turned out to be true.

Instead of dripping down the sword, the blood seeped into the blade. The red sword trembled slightly, and the originally dark red blade emitted a faint red light. A nick in the blade began to repair itself.

Although the repair was extremely slow and negligible, Lin Feng still managed to discover it.

"Was the refining successful?"

As his blood flowed into the sword, Lin Feng could sense a special connection between himself and the sword in his hand.

At the moment this connection was established, he could clearly feel the sword's excitement and yearning for his blood!
She seemed to really like the taste of his blood.

The sword moved closer to his wound.

It seems they want to drink more!
The sword possessed its own consciousness and conveyed to Lin Feng its desire to eat. Even though Lin Feng ignored it, a few drops of blood flowed out automatically and seeped into the sword.

"How dare you do this?"

A murderous glint flashed in Lin Feng's eyes. He released the aura of a nightmare, and the red sword trembled slightly, becoming docile and no longer daring to suck blood.

Lin Feng controlled the flow of qi and blood at the wound site, and the wound quickly healed.

"It can suck blood, and it can even repair itself by sucking blood. What kind of characteristic is that?"

Lin Feng released his right hand, and the red sword floated in the air. It did not attack him, but automatically approached and floated above Lin Feng's palm, behaving very obediently.

"It seems to be able to integrate into the body?"

Lin Feng had a premonition, but he didn't try it.

"Looks like we've made a killing this time."

A spiritual artifact that can be integrated into the body is at least a high-level spiritual artifact.

A martial king-level expert can create a hidden world within their body.

This is also a mark of a powerful Martial King.

Not only can a grotto-heaven directly absorb the spiritual energy of heaven and earth, but it can also nurture spiritual artifacts.

Spiritual artifacts are divided into three levels: beginner, intermediate, and advanced.

The higher the level of a magical artifact, the greater its power and the more spiritual it possesses.

An ordinary weapon, under normal circumstances, can become a spiritual weapon after being nurtured in a grotto-heaven for ten years.

This is the most basic spiritual artifact. Ninety-nine percent of the spiritual artifacts circulating in the market are basic spiritual artifacts, and their prices are generally around several hundred million. Compared to some high-level demon spirits, they are not considered expensive.

Some powerful martial arts masters, if they are short of money, will spend ten years nurturing a low-level spiritual weapon to sell.

Of course, true powerhouses and wealthy scions would never do that. A large part of a Martial King's combat power comes from the spiritual artifacts they possess.

Nurturing a spiritual artifact is not only time-consuming and laborious, but it can also affect one's cultivation speed.

The grotto-heaven contains the body's life energy, and consuming the energy of the grotto-heaven is, to some extent, a shortening of lifespan.

If nurtured for thirty years, it can become a mid-grade spiritual weapon.

It takes seventy years of nurturing to become a high-grade spiritual weapon. However, this nurturing requires consistent, unwavering effort day after day; otherwise, it will take even longer.

Above spiritual artifacts, there are even higher-level soul artifacts.

For a spirit weapon to evolve into a soul weapon, it needs to be nurtured for a hundred years. At the same time, a special soul, or weapon spirit, needs to be sealed within the spirit weapon. The specific process is very complicated, and Lin Feng is not very clear about it.

Few among the Martial Kings possess Soul Weapons; generally, only Emperors can possess them.

Soul artifacts possess a spirit that can directly devour the spiritual energy of heaven and earth, thus eliminating the need for nurturing within a grotto-heaven.

Horcruxes are very powerful and have no ranking system.

The Spirit King possesses a life soul, but lacks a grotto-heaven, thus preventing him from nurturing spiritual artifacts; this is the ability of the Martial King.

Soul Weapons were also the most important tool for King Wu to become Emperor Wu.

Therefore, there will never be any Soul Weapons on the market, and no one will sell them even if they are priced at hundreds of billions.

If it occurs, it signifies the fall of a Martial King, or even an Emperor.

Lin Feng was not worried about whether the aura of the red sword would affect a person's mind.

Compared to the malevolent aura of nightmares, it's nothing; a mere drop in the ocean.

With the Nightmare Suppressing it, Lin Feng wasn't worried about it backfiring.

This trip was definitely worthwhile!
Lin Feng had already chosen his spiritual weapon and began helping Yun Kai and the others select theirs.

Seeing that Lin Feng still chose the red sword, Yun Kai tried to persuade him a few more times, but Lin Feng remained unmoved, so he had no choice but to give up.

Compared to the red sword Lin Feng chose, the spiritual weapons selected by Yun Kai and the others seemed rather conventional.

Yun Kai chose a heavy sword made of black iron, which was two meters long and as wide as a palm.

This heavy sword weighs five hundred pounds, giving it a sense of weight and solidity. When activated, it can even affect the gravity of space.

Controlling gravity is an incredibly powerful ability.

Dong Yunan chose a water-based magic staff that was half a meter long, covered with star patterns, and inlaid with a blue demon core at the top.

Yue Mingming selected a bead, which was about the size of a normal marble, gray in color, and looked unremarkable. However, Yue Mingming said that he sensed the power of space.

Compared to other attributes, spatial power is the most difficult to control and the most dangerous, which is why spatial attribute artifacts are the rarest.

Although we don't know what kind of magical artifact the gray bead is or what its effects are, as long as it has spatial attributes, it's worth taking a gamble.

As an assassin, Yu Qiao chose a black soft armor that exuded a chilling aura.

Lin Feng observed his surroundings and realized that the hundreds of spiritual artifacts in the secret chamber were all low-level spiritual artifacts.

Intermediate-grade magical artifacts are too rare and expensive, so the academy would definitely be reluctant to part with them.

Everyone was quite satisfied with obtaining a basic spiritual artifact.

"Come out."

An hour passed quickly. When the bronze gate opened, Bu Zheng's voice rang out. The three substitutes were the first to pass through the bronze gate, followed closely by Yun Kai.

"Now that we've made our choices, it's time to set off."

Bu Zheng glanced at the spiritual weapons chosen by everyone, and took a second look at Yun Kai's heavy sword, a hint of surprise flashing in his eyes.

Although the treasure pavilion contains only low-level spiritual artifacts, there are still differences in their strength. The heavy sword in Yun Kai's hand is very close to a mid-level spiritual artifact.

He glanced at the gray beads that Yue Mingming had chosen, but couldn't make out anything about them.

"This kid seems to have changed a lot."

Bu Zheng was somewhat surprised by Yue Mingming's change.

Originally, Yue Mingming was the last in the five-person team. Faced with the discussions of others, his expression always revealed a hint of inferiority and embarrassment.

But now, that inferiority and embarrassment seem to have disappeared.

"Has it been an awakening of an ability or a bloodline talent?"

Although Bu Zheng was unaware of Yue Mingming's talent and knew nothing about her, he knew Lin Feng.

Lin Feng is a smart man.

We won't let a useless person drag the team down for no reason.

As for the claim that Yue Mingming has a special relationship, that's just nonsense. Even Lin Xiaofei, her cousin, couldn't join the team, let alone an outsider.

Lin Xiaofei has refined an eighth-order demon spirit and is now a fourth-rank martial artist. Even he doesn't receive such treatment, so what right does Yue Mingming have?

Unless, he is very special.

So special that even if they can't refine demon spirits and aren't very strong, they are still qualified to occupy a main position.

As Lin Feng appeared, Bu Zheng's expression changed slightly upon seeing the ghostly and beautiful red sword in his hand. He asked, "Why did you choose this sword?"

Bu Zheng hadn't expected that even after he had warned Lin Feng, Lin Feng would still choose the weapon on the blood-red shelf.

"Why is Lin Feng always interested in the martial arts techniques and weapons of extraordinary people!"

Bu Zheng thought to himself, then said in a serious tone, "This sword is very dangerous, and you can't refine it either. I'll give you five more minutes to go in and get another spiritual weapon."

Lin Feng: "Dean Bu, I have already refined it."

It's been refined?
Bu Zheng looked surprised and suspicious, his gaze sweeping over Lin Feng: "With your strength, how could you refine this sword?"

Lin Feng did not explain. He released his right hand, and the red sword floated in his palm, then wandered around his body.

Lin Feng proved with facts that he had indeed refined the sword.

After a moment of silence, Bu Zheng's expression became somewhat complicated.

He had entered the treasure pavilion before and seen this evil sword, so he knew its extraordinary nature. Such a spiritually powerful sword must be at least a high-level spiritual weapon.

However, the evil and bloody aura made him feel dangerous, and he didn't like it. Later, his classmate chose the sword.

"Although I don't know how you refined it, I'm warning you, this is an evil weapon. You can probably feel the evil and bloody aura it exudes. This is a weapon of the superhumans, a weapon that the principal brought back from the Divine Martial Continent, the weapon of the superhuman emperor."

Lin Feng was slightly taken aback. Although he could guess that the sword was extraordinary, he did not expect it to have such a background.

"A Horcrux?"

Dong Yunan was shocked. A king's weapon was most likely a soul weapon.

"The main material used to forge this sword is the rare Blood God Iron. This metal is extremely rare and can grow by absorbing blood. The sword spirit of this sword is not a sealed soul, but a consciousness that is born on its own. It was originally a soul weapon, but it was downgraded to a primary spiritual weapon due to damage. Even so, it is still very dangerous."

Bu Zheng said in a very serious tone:
"Those who have owned this sword throughout history have either gone mad or been killed by it. I have personally witnessed someone who used it suffer severe injuries and then have his blood drained, turning him into a dried-up corpse."

The person Bu Zheng was referring to was his classmate, a brilliant and extraordinary genius. As if recalling past memories, Bu Zheng's expression turned somewhat grim: "And this sword is called Heavenly Punishment!"

Divine punishment!

Upon hearing the name, Dong Yunan and the others were startled; the name was far too frightening.

Seeing that Lin Feng remained unmoved and showed little reaction, Bu Zheng frowned slightly and continued:
"Just like the name of this sword, whoever uses it, regardless of their strength or talent, will suffer divine retribution."

"Brother Feng, how about we switch to a different weapon?"

Yun Kai advised, "This sword is indeed very special and precious, but it is too evil. It will devour the blood of its owner and is too dangerous!"
"Dean Bu, I've made up my mind."

Lin Feng shook his head, his eyes resolute and unmoved.

Is it divine retribution?
There is a nightmare inside him.

Nightmares and divine retribution—aren't they a perfect pair?
(End of this chapter)