Global Demon Transformation.

Chapter 715 The Terrifying Power of the Cursed Poison Master

The killing intent in Wang Mian's eyes, or more accurately, the killing intent in Bai Yi's eyes, confirmed to Lin Feng that Bai Yi had also been reborn and retained his memories.

Lin Feng confirmed his previous guess.

The guess is simple and clear: since he has been reborn, Baiyi will naturally not die easily.

If one dies, one will no longer investigate oneself.

It could be said that Lin Feng's rebirth was all a side effect of Bai Yi's involvement.

From a certain perspective, he should thank the doctor in white.

Lin Feng observed the man in white, his gaze mainly lingering on the man's heterochromatic eyes, one black and one purple.

Before his rebirth, Wang Mian, dressed in white, was handsome and almost demonic, with one eye black and the other gray. After his rebirth, due to some unknown change, the ordinary-looking Wang Mian refined the Yin-Yang Puppet, and his eyes turned into one black and one purple.

"Although the host has changed, the second personality born from the Yin-Yang Puppet is still Baiyi. Only five years have passed, so the current Baiyi most likely does not have the ability to control time. If he did, Wang Mian would have noticed it at all."

"If Bai Yi were to gain the ability to control time, with his methods, Wang Mian's consciousness would probably have been completely suppressed long ago."

Thinking of this, Lin Feng asked the man in white, "Who was your previous host?"

This is a question that Lin Feng has been struggling with for five years since his rebirth, a question he has always wanted to ask.

When the night is still and quiet, those heterochromatic eyes, one black and one gray, often appear in his dreams.

The previous host of the white-robed figure was definitely not Wang Mian; Lin Feng didn't know who it was either.

But the other person definitely knows him.

Otherwise, that gaze wouldn't have been so conflicted back then.

"I can tell you."

The man in white said calmly, then changed the subject: "However, you must tell me, what kind of demon spirit did you refine?"

This spirit, of course, does not refer to the dragonfish.

Lin Feng did not respond.

The person in white might be testing the waters at this moment.

On the day Ye Qiu awakened, he refined the Thorn Demon Dragon, which changed his fate. In Lin Feng's opinion, the white-robed man might have guessed that he refined the Nightmare, but he couldn't be sure.

After all, even in my previous life, there was very little information about nightmares.

Lin Feng has never shown any signs of being possessed by a nightmare.

His career path was also completely different from Ye Qiu's in his previous life.

Nightmare is Lin Feng's biggest secret and trump card, so naturally he can't tell Bai Yi about it.

Compared to Nightmare, it seems to outsiders and Baiyi that he is more likely to refine the Soul Devouring Beast.

The white-clad figure had a cold gaze, and although his appearance had become ordinary, he still possessed the air of an emperor looking down upon all living beings.

It was as if nothing in the world was worth his attention.

To him, all life was like an ant.

At this moment, Lin Feng's killing intent intensified.

He hated this indifferent gaze, this look that treated people like food or even garbage.

He couldn't control his urge to destroy it completely.

"What are they talking about?"

Not far away, Xiong Tian frowned and asked.

He could clearly sense that the ordinary-looking young man's demeanor had undergone a complete transformation.

It has become extremely dangerous.

It even made him feel a little pressured.

Her appearance hadn't changed, but she seemed like a completely different person.

"Lin Feng asked the young man who his previous master was. The young man inquired about the demon spirit that Lin Feng had refined."

The effeminate old man explained.

Although he could understand Mandarin, he clearly had only a superficial understanding of the special term "host".

A hint of surprise flashed in Xiong Tian's eyes. Weren't Lin Feng and that young man teammates?

Why do they seem to have a grudge against each other, and also look somewhat unfamiliar?

Xiong Tian did not disturb Lin Feng and his companion's reminiscing, because he was also interested in Lin Feng's natal demon spirit.

Based on the number of soul skills, it can be confirmed that Lin Feng possesses two demon spirits.

However, the dragonfish was not Lin Feng's natal spirit.

There are many speculations about Lin Feng's natal demon spirit. Some say it is a demon spirit from the Earth Ranking, or even a god-level demon spirit ranked in the top 30 of the Earth Ranking.

Given Lin Feng's soul skill level, the probability of him refining a god-level demon spirit is very high.

Many people also speculate that it is a demon spirit from the list of rare and exotic beasts.

It could even be the Soul-Devouring Beast, which ranks second on the list.

The Soul-Devouring Beast's innate ability is the innate soul skill that allows it to devour the spirits of other demons.

This explains why Lin Feng's soul skills are so high-level, so complex, and of such various types.

Xiong Tian awaited an answer, so he waited silently.

Unfortunately, Lin Feng did not explain.

"Tu Xun, who is that young man?"

Xiong Tian continued to ask.

His research on human geniuses and strong individuals was not in-depth, far less than that of Tu Xun.

Although he didn't know Wang Mian, Xiong Tian believed that someone who could team up with Lin Feng and make him feel threatened could not be an unknown person.

"I don't know. This person isn't listed in the database of human geniuses and powerhouses," the effeminate old man said.

Xiong Tian guessed, "Are they apostles and heavenly kings from the Pure Land?"

"It's not mentioned in the materials about Pure Land either."

Tu Xun shook his head slightly, also very puzzled by this.

This young man seemed to have appeared out of thin air; there was no information about him whatsoever.

Having neither witnessed Lin Feng and his companion killing each other nor obtained the information he desired, Xiong Tian's patience had run out.

"Separate the two and kill them separately."

Xiong Tian's voice interrupted Lin Feng and Bai Yi's "reminiscing".

As soon as the voice faded, the supernatural beings simultaneously shot towards the two of them.

Because Lin Feng possessed a substitute soul skill and learned from past mistakes, the supernatural beings did not launch a large-scale attack simultaneously this time.

"Good luck." Lin Feng glanced at the man in white, chuckled, and a glint flashed in his eyes.

The man in white did not respond, seemingly too lazy to pay attention.

Most of the supernatural beings attacked Lin Feng, but Xiong Tian appeared in front of Lin Feng first. Before he even got close, the surging air wave made Lin Feng's eyes narrow slightly and his hair fly backward.

Xiong Tian threw a punch, causing the air to explode with a sonic boom, and the space to tremble and distort.

The dragon's wings vibrated rapidly, and Lin Feng flashed ten meters away, having no intention of engaging in a direct confrontation.

Xiong Tian stepped into the void, his figure shooting towards Lin Feng like lightning.

"So fast."

Before Lin Feng could completely stop, Xiong Tian's figure rapidly magnified in his eyes. Just as he was about to make a move, two tangible blade beams struck towards his head and chest.

Lin Feng forcefully twisted his body, narrowly dodging the attack. Before he could even catch his breath, a golden arrow appeared before his eyes, causing his pupils to contract sharply.

Not only that, Lin Feng also felt as if the air was freezing.

A spirit master is using a space-type soul skill.

"If I can't use illusions, it will be troublesome if I get bound by spatial soul skills."

With a surge of soul power, the substitute soul skill was released, and Lin Feng's figure disappeared from the spot, with the white-clad figure appearing where Lin Feng had been.

The man in white had a somber expression as he turned to stare at Lin Feng's back.

He was unable to resist the god-level soul skill [Substitute].

Even though Lin Feng is weaker than him.

Bai Yi knew that Lin Feng had already planted a spiritual imprint on her.

Lin Feng can switch positions with him at any time.

Faced with such a disgusting soul skill, even the white-robed man, who had remained calm and aloof, could not hide his anger.

Suppressing his anger, the man in white stared intently at the golden arrow that was flying toward his heart, no more than thirty centimeters away.

"Oh!"

Without any movement, accompanied by a violent tremor, the golden arrow was blasted away by an invisible force, along with Xiong Tian and the two strange people following behind.

The arrow broke in two, and Xiong Tian and his two companions were thrown back more than a hundred meters. After regaining their footing, Xiong Tian's expression became increasingly serious.

"What kind of soul skill was that just now?"

Xiong Tian stared at the man in white, his heart filled with surprise and doubt.

What level of soul skill could it be that could even knock him away, leaving him unable to resist?

At this moment, the man in white had not transformed into a demon, so he could not make a judgment.

"Boom!"

A loud explosion rang out, drawing Xiong Tian's attention.

He turned his head and saw that Lin Feng, who was like a giant, had been possessed by a dragon-fish. There was a colorful phoenix tail pattern on his left eye, and his silver-white phoenix robe swayed with a magnificent ten-colored phoenix tail.

Xiong Tian was slightly taken aback; this was the first time he had ever seen Lin Feng possessed by a dragon fish.

Who would have thought that a first-tier dragonfish, originally an ordinary creature, would eventually transform into something so dazzling and amazing?

After the dragon fish possessed him, Lin Feng slightly opened his mouth and blew out blue bubbles. During this process, the bubbles quickly transformed into the shape of dragon fish. Because the transformation was so fast, it looked like he was blowing out dragon fish.

The dragonfish flapped its wings and flew in all directions, launching indiscriminate attacks.

"Boom!!!"

During this process, explosions rang out continuously.

Lightning flashed, air currents surged, severed limbs flew about, and screams of agony echoed through the air, sending chills down one's spine.

Xiong Tian frowned, staring at the epicenter of the explosion.

In his line of sight, a man frantically flapped his wings, frozen in mid-air.

Xiong Tian knew this person. His name was Tie Qi, the deputy city lord of Wuyun City, and a high-ranking spirit king who had refined a ninth-order demon spirit.

Tie Qi was very strong, but at this moment he was in a very miserable state.

His whole body swelled up, his entire body expanded several sizes, and his skin took on a strange color. The colorful patterns, like a rainbow, spread across his entire body at a visible speed, becoming more and more vibrant, and eventually even growing colorful mushrooms the size of fingernails.

Tie Qi is sixty-seven years old this year, but with his strength as a Spirit King, he is in his prime.

He, who originally looked middle-aged, now appeared at least twenty years older, with his jet-black hair streaked with white and wrinkles appearing at the corners of his eyes.

His expression was contorted, and he kept wailing in pain. His body trembled uncontrollably, and even his wings were difficult to control.

At this moment, he was enduring deadly pain. Wisps of white flames could be vaguely seen emerging on the surface of his body, but his body was abnormally emitting a chill. Even more terrifying, there seemed to be something throbbing under his skin in his chest area, as if it wanted to burst out of his body.

Behind him, three semi-transparent vengeful spirits hung suspended.

He only lasted for a little over ten seconds before icicles pierced his body from the inside out, turning the pure white icicles blood red in no time.

"what!"

With a final, heart-wrenching wail, Tieqi lost his life, his wings stopped flapping, and he fell to the ground from mid-air.

A high-ranking spirit king was instantly reduced to a disgusting mass of rotten flesh.

"Is this the Cursed Poison Master?"

Xiong Tian stood frozen in place, feeling a chill run through his body, despite being an emperor.

Lin Feng is very well-known in the Divine Martial Continent, so Xiong Tian has some knowledge and research on him.

If I'm not mistaken, a total of six soul skills appeared on Tie Qi just now: Demonic Flame, Wraith, Fat Hedgehog, Rainbow Poison, Vampire Mushroom, and Aging.

There are six diamond-level soul skills, among which [Aging] is a god-level soul skill.

Under the combined effect of these six top-tier soul skills, a high-ranking spirit king was completely powerless to resist and died of poisoning after only a short time.

And it wasn't just Tie Qi alone.

As the explosions began, the screams of agony never ceased, and bodies continued to fall to the ground with dull thuds.

The explosions gradually subsided, and thirty-five more bodies appeared on the ground.

Or it would be more accurate to describe it as rotten meat.

More than half of them are kings.

The atmosphere was somber and oppressive.

It was so oppressive it was suffocating.

Figures froze in mid-air, all eyes fixed on Lin Feng, who was flapping his wings, floating in mid-air, his face pale, and his soul power seemingly severely depleted.

Even though Lin Feng's soul power seemed to be overdrawn, no one dared to approach him easily.

Lin Feng is not yet an emperor, but at this moment he is more terrifying than an emperor.

He used the corpses on the ground to proclaim to the crowd the terrifying nature of the "Cursed Poison Master," a profession he had created and never before seen.