Global Demon Transformation.

Chapter 568 The Demigod Bow Liancheng

The White-Browed Taoist did not continue speaking; his expression remained one of surprise and disbelief, still in shock.

In the past two years, he has devoured thousands of geniuses, including some humans. But he never imagined that a weak human who was not even a king would have a demigod hidden inside him!
And they were old acquaintances.

Lin Feng's eyes flickered. He heard a word he had never heard before from the white-browed Taoist.

Transformation of the soul into a spirit!

Based on the origins of nightmares, this should be a secret method for transforming souls into demonic spirits.

Lin Feng was somewhat excited, but his face remained calm and composed.

His reason for communicating with these three skeletons, which were suspected to be demigods, was not out of curiosity about demigods, nor did he want to obtain their inheritance.

It's not about being reckless and seeking thrills.

His main goal was to find out the Nightmare's true identity and a way to solve the assimilation problem.

Over the years, his cultivation has improved rapidly, and he is only one step away from becoming a king. If he hadn't suppressed his strength, he could have broken through and become a Martial King a year ago.

As strength grows, assimilation also deepens.

Lin Feng still couldn't find an effective way to alleviate the assimilation of nightmares.

In the past two years, he has gathered a large number of water-based healers and has been self-harming every now and then, using water-based therapeutic factors to replace part of his blood. Although this has effectively alleviated the assimilation, it is only a temporary solution and does not address the root cause. The assimilation is still deepening and will eventually reach an uncontrollable level.

That day will be the day the nightmare takes control of his body.

In Lin Feng's view, if they knew Nightmare's previous identity, they might be able to find a way to alleviate assimilation.

As beings who were once equals, other demigods may also have ways to alleviate assimilation.

This is the reason why he communicated with the demigod skeleton.

Nightmare's figure continued to lengthen, its slightly swaying red phantom seemingly trying to break free from Lin Feng's restraints. A strong mental fluctuation was rapidly spreading outwards, filling the entire space with an aura of blood and evil.

What is the process of a soul transforming into a spirit?

Lin Feng ignored the nightmare's madness and quickly asked.

The white-browed Taoist's gaze swept over Lin Feng, lingering on Lin Feng's swirling pupils. At this moment, his face showed no joy of a long-awaited reunion, only regret and fear.

A thousand years of effort and a life of mere survival have ultimately amounted to nothing.

He regrets it!

If he had been patient enough and had noticed Lin Feng's difference sooner, things wouldn't have come to this.

At this moment, Lin Feng had broken free from his mental control and could interrupt the mental connection at any time, thus escaping his mental world.

After a moment of silence, the White-Browed Taoist said, "This is a secret method to transform a soul into a demon spirit. I never expected that he would choose this path and succeed."

"What was the entity within me called before? Was it also a demon spirit master?"

Lin Feng continued to ask.

"Didn't he tell you? He should have regained his senses and be able to communicate with you. So what do you call him?"

"nightmare!"

"Haha, nightmare!"

The White-Browed Taoist laughed out loud. Perhaps with some other purpose in mind, he did not hide anything and said a name: "His name is Gong Liancheng. He is indeed a demon spirit master, the most powerful demon spirit master. This should also be one of the reasons why he was able to transform into a demon spirit."

His expression became somewhat complicated when he spoke of that name.

Lin Feng was right; that familiar aura was indeed from his old friend. Although the aura had undergone a complete transformation, he still recognized him.

Only those who are also demigods can easily break free from his mental control.

When the world changed drastically, the original heart disappeared, and the path to godhood was interrupted. The demigods, who were about to die of old age, were unwilling to die like this. The eleven demigods gathered together to discuss how to survive.

They discussed for a long time, exchanged experiences, found some methods, and created some secret techniques.

The temple he was in was not a sacred place for inheritance, but rather a tool for his and two other demigods to resurrect.

They built the temple, which originally had only 59 statues. Anyone who successfully communicates with a statue will receive a portion of their soul power.

Those who die here are not those whose inheritance has failed, but those whose souls have been devoured by them.

They once passed away here, hoping to be resurrected a thousand years later.

Of the three demigods, only he remains alive; the other two were devoured by him before their deaths, becoming nourishment for his survival.

The three demigods were like that, and so was Gong Liancheng.

Gong Liancheng used the [Soul Transformation into Spirit] technique, which is more difficult and has a lower probability of reincarnation.

He actually knew the secret technique, but he didn't have the courage to try it and chose a safer path instead.

Although they employ different secret techniques, they ultimately lead to the same goal: to be reborn as a human, they both need to devour a large amount of soul power and eventually possess the body of another.

Without a doubt, Gong Liancheng was far more successful than him.

Rebirth is just one step away!
This made him very envious.

"I was surprised that this body was so perfect, and I thought it was because you were exceptionally talented. I never expected that it was him who modified it, and that he was the host he chose."

When the White-Browed Taoist spoke, his voice revealed a hint of regret and greed, which he did not try to hide.

Lin Feng was fully aware of this. At this moment, the White-Browed Taoist was no longer able to possess his body.

But he himself knew his secret.

As long as he severs the mental connection, he can return to the outside world and destroy the remains of the White-Browed Taoist. Even if he cannot destroy them, as long as he spreads the secrets of the Holy Temple and the existence of the White-Browed Taoist, his remains will never see the light of day again.

In the Divine Martial Continent, probably no one would want to resurrect a demigod.

That would disrupt the existing power structure.

The White-Browed Taoist has exposed his secret and is powerless against Lin Feng, so there is no hope of his resurrection.

Therefore, he needs to create opportunities.

This is why he answers every question and is so honest.

Lin Feng knew very well that he had seized the initiative.

Seeing that Lin Feng remained silent, the White-Browed Taoist asked him, "Do you want to resolve this crisis?"

Lin Feng remained noncommittal, only asking, "Do you have a solution?"

“Although I didn’t touch your body just now, I can be sure that your body has been assimilated by Gong Liancheng’s power. If this assimilation were in its early stages, I could still find a way to remove it, but now that it has penetrated deep into your flesh and blood, there is nothing I can do.”

The White-Browed Taoist said, seeing Lin Feng's unfriendly expression, he continued, "When the Devouring Heaven Demon Art is cultivated to its peak, it can devour all things. Although I cannot reach that level and am currently only a soul, if I were to temporarily reside in your body, I would have a way to alleviate Gong Liancheng's assimilation. With your help, there might be a chance to make him disappear in the future."

Temporary stay?

Lin Feng couldn't help but laugh.

One nightmare was already enough of a headache for him; he couldn't find a solution for a long time, and he also had to be constantly on guard against the nightmare taking over his body. If a demigod were to appear as well, wouldn't he truly be beyond help?

"Make him disappear, and then you take his place? Or perhaps, you two team up against me? And then fight over my body?"

Lin Feng asked, his tone icy, the red phantom on his body appearing even more ferocious.

Faced with the doubts, the White-Browed Taoist remained calm: "If you didn't have Gong Liancheng's protection within you, I would immediately seize your body and take your place. You don't need to doubt that, but unfortunately I can't do it! This is a gamble, and it's your only way. Otherwise, you won't be able to hold out for long against assimilation."

The White-Browed Taoist did not deny it.

He couldn't deny it either.

Faced with the opportunity of rebirth, how could he possibly give up this superb physical body?
Even if he wanted to give up, he couldn't!
If he chooses to reside within Lin Feng's body and leave his own skeleton, he will not have a second chance.

He can only possess Lin Feng's body, or he can be reduced to ashes.

If you can't find a suitable excuse, it's better to just say it directly.

"Let me reside within your body, and you will receive my inheritance. Perhaps you can find a solution yourself," the White-Browed Taoist continued to tempt.

Lin Feng simply smiled without saying a word.

He was not interested in inheriting the legacy of a demigod; he had his own path.

Furthermore, one must be extremely careful about what these ancient ghosts, who have lived for thousands of years, say, for what seems like a benefit may actually be a trap.

"Are you afraid?"

Lin Feng asked with a smile, but this time he wasn't asking the White-Browed Taoist, but rather Nightmare.

Within the sea of ​​souls, Nightmare appeared calm, but was unusually agitated; he never expected to face such a situation.

He never expected that there would still be demigods alive, and that he would encounter one in the temple.

The former White-Browed Taoist, though not as strong as him, was not much weaker.

Among demigods, the difference in strength is not significant, and neither can easily kill the other.

Lin Feng's body has been largely assimilated by him, and he can completely assimilate it within two years. During this period, he will have the opportunity to possess Lin Feng's body when Lin Feng is weak.

Just six months ago, he almost succeeded!
Because of the assimilation process, even though the White-Browed Taoist resides in Lin Feng's body, he still holds an absolute advantage, but there are undoubtedly too many variables.

The Devouring Heaven Demon Art does indeed have the effect of devouring everything. He had experienced it firsthand. The White-Browed Taoist could not destroy him, but he could effectively alleviate his assimilation.

If Bai Mei Dao Ren and Lin Feng join forces, his situation will indeed be somewhat dangerous.

"You can try!"

Nightmare looked up, its blood-red pupils swirling slightly, and said calmly.

He didn't want Lin Feng to see his apprehension.

Lin Feng looked at Nightmare, and Nightmare smiled mockingly at Lin Feng's gaze. But soon, the smile on his face froze, turning incredibly ugly.

"Ha ha!"

Lin Feng let out a loud laugh, and the next moment, he withdrew from the Nightmare Possession state. The red phantom disappeared, and the white-browed Taoist was overjoyed. He transformed into a beam of light and instantly rushed into Lin Feng's body, disappearing without a trace.

"Just try it."

Lin Feng laughed, his voice tinged with a hint of madness.

He really had no choice.

The worst outcome is simply death.

If he couldn't find a way to resolve the assimilation issue in the future, he planned to drag Nightmare down with him. Now, he was simply taking two demigods with him, so it wasn't too much of a loss.

The instant the White-Browed Taoist disappeared into Lin Feng's body, cracks began to appear on the surface of the 108 statues.
(End of this chapter)