Global Demon Transformation.

Chapter 253 The Dragon King Appears
"Brother Feng, what's wrong?"

Dong Yunan, who was summoned to the room by Lin Feng with a phone call, stared wide-eyed in terror, her body trembling involuntarily.

Lin Feng, who opened the door for him, was wearing gray pajama bottoms and was shirtless. His entire body was covered in cracks like spider webs, and the exposed red flesh inside the cracks looked terrifying.

At this moment, Lin Feng looked just like a humanoid prop in the dissection room.

He was fine just now, how come he got injured after returning to his room?

And it looks so serious!
If there hadn't been no signs of a struggle in the room and if Dong Yunan hadn't remained calm, she would have screamed for help.

She knew about Lin Feng's exorbitant bounty.

However, the hotel is full of skilled fighters at this moment, and even professional assassins wouldn't dare to launch a sneak attack.

"Have you seen enough? Hurry up and get treatment. Stop wasting time talking."

Seeing that Dong Yunan seemed to be terrified, Lin Feng couldn't help but laugh and scold, "You have no sense at all! Can't you see how pale I am in pain?"

"Oh, right away."

Dong Yunan snapped out of her daze, quickly entered the room, entered her demonic transformation state, and released three nourishing spells in succession, finally restoring Lin Feng's terrifying wounds to their original state.

"Okay, thanks, you can go back now."

Lin Feng waved his hand to dismiss Dong Yunan, whose eyes were looking a little off.

"Brother Feng, are you really alright? Do you need me to find you a psychologist? The kind in uniform, like a pretty young lady?"

Before leaving, Dong Yunan hesitated for a long time before finally asking a question.

In her opinion, Lin Feng's wounds were likely self-inflicted. Could it be that he killed too many people in the preliminary round and was traumatized?
Snapped!
Lin Feng closed the door, ignoring the somewhat neurotic Dong Yuna.

“From now on, I definitely can’t use [Demon Transformation] lightly. Even if I combine it with my cultivation technique, I have to be very careful so that no one can see it. I’ve already surprised the otherworlders by using [Demon Flame]. If I use Demon Transformation again, it will be too coincidental and people will definitely guess it.”

Inside the room, Lin Feng lay on the bed, reflecting on the events and gains of this preliminary round.

[Demon Flame] and [Demon Transformation], these two diamond-level soul skills, are undoubtedly the biggest gains this time.

Haiwei's Nether Dragon and Tianqing's Dark Demon are both ranked among the top 100 demon spirits on the Earth Ranking. Generally speaking, no one would dare to waste their time using demon spirits of this caliber to absorb soul skills.

After all, the success rate of absorbing soul skills is far lower than that of refining one's natal demon spirit.

Furthermore, such demon spirits are priceless and extremely rare; who would be so extravagant as to use them to absorb soul skills?

"As expected of a demigod, possessing such terrifying abilities."

Lin Feng felt a surge of emotion.

He must be worried after learning the Nightmare's true identity.

After all, he has a demigod inside him.

An existence that transcends the Emperor Realm.

Who knows how this demigod transformed into a demon?
And what was his purpose in transforming into a demon spirit?
Is it for resurrection?

If it was for resurrection, then why did you resist his refinement in the first place? Did you dislike his soul power and talent?

While feeling worried, Lin Feng also felt excited.

If nothing unexpected happens, Nightmare can also absorb ten soul skills.

Ten, any number of soul skills.

Furthermore, it guarantees a 100% success rate!

If Nightmare absorbs ten Diamond Soul Skills, he would probably be invincible.

However, the more soul skills absorbed, the stronger the nightmare becomes, which is a real headache.

"No matter what, even if it means suicide, I cannot let this demigod possess my body!"

Lin Feng didn't think too much about what might happen in the future, since it was pointless and would only cause him unnecessary trouble.

Lin Feng quickly shifted his attention and took out Haiwei's ring. He had longed for such a legendary treasure as a spatial ring for a long time.

Having it is like having a mobile warehouse; weapons and food can be stored inside without worrying about weight.

This kind of treasure can only be found on the Divine Martial Continent.

Humans cannot refine it.

Lin Feng played with the ring in his hand and began to mobilize the Nightmare's energy. The blood-red energy covered the surface of the ring, and the ring, which had been unresponsive, began to flash with light. Lin Feng could feel that a mysterious energy was resisting the invasion of the Nightmare's power.

The legendary spatial ring can imprint a spiritual mark, and only its owner can open it.

Now that Haiwei is dead and his spiritual imprint has disappeared, this resistance should be the defense of the high-level spiritual artifact itself.

Although the ring instinctively resisted the intrusion of energy, the power of the nightmare was clearly beyond its ability to withstand. Lin Feng's soul power began to flow into the ring, and when the refining was complete, Lin Feng saw the items inside the ring.

A three-cubic-meter space isn't large, but it's not small either; it's definitely enough to store things.

The ring contained quite a few items, including some iron cookware, as well as some non-perishable foods such as roasted meat. To Lin Feng's surprise, there was even fruit.

It's a fruit from the supernatural, with a very bright color. Lin Feng has never eaten it before, nor dares to, because who knows if it's poisonous.

Besides food, there were three sets of clothes in the style of otherworldly beings, two weapons, more than a dozen bottles of pills, and a pile of rhombus-shaped crystals.

Two weapons, one of which was a silver spear, which Lin Feng had seen in the Demon Realm two years ago.

One was a 1.5-meter-long, jet-black sword.

Lin Feng hadn't studied weapons, but Haiwei's weapons were at least mid-level spiritual artifacts; those two weapons alone should be worth several billion.

Compared to this weapon, these dozen or so bottles of pills are worthless.

The rhombus-shaped crystals are the coins of the supernatural beings, called spirit crystals. They contain spiritual power and are worth about five or six million.

Just as Lin Feng was marveling at his fruitful harvest and preparing to plant his own spiritual imprint, a sudden change occurred.

hum.

Space began to tremble, and a mysterious fluctuation descended.

A faint white mist swirled around the ring, coalescing into a blurry shadow. At the same time, a terrifying aura of dominance filled the entire room.

Under this oppressive force, Lin Feng's soul trembled, and his body wanted to shake, but he had lost the ability to tremble. His whole body was stiff, and even his consciousness seemed to have become sluggish.

"What the hell?"

Lin Feng stared at the figure on the ring, a hint of panic flashing in his eyes—the fear of the unknown. Yet, this sudden, mysterious fluctuation gave him a sense of familiarity.

"The aura of the Dragon King!"

Lin Feng quickly realized that this was the aura he had sensed when cultivating the "Fish-Dragon Transformation" technique—the aura of the invincible Dragon King.

This spatial ring contains the Dragon King's spiritual imprint!
Under Lin Feng's gaze, the wispy smoke eventually coalesced into a human figure. The figure hovered above the ring, about the size of a palm, with no visible features or eyes. However, Lin Feng could clearly sense a gaze fixed upon him.

A mental fluctuation was scanning his body.

Under this aura, Nightmare sensed danger and instantly became obedient, remaining motionless in the sea of ​​souls, even concealing its aura.

Although the figure's aura rendered Lin Feng unable to move, it also could not harm him. After a short while, it gradually dissipated.

At this moment, Lin Feng regained his freedom, but his heart was still beating fast, and he was still shaken.

"Is this what an invincible powerhouse is like?"

After a few minutes, Lin Feng finally regained his composure, his eyes revealing both fear and longing.

It was just a spiritual imprint, spanning two worlds, that rendered him immobile.

Compared to true powerhouses, he was still far too weak!

If being invincible in the Emperor Realm is this terrifying, then what earth-shattering power must the demigod within him have possessed back then?
Having refined a demigod, will he also be able to possess the power of a god in the future?

(End of this chapter)