Dual Transmigration: American Prison, Surviving to a Fantasy Development Stage

Lan Ruoyin's eyes were full of vigilance.

This man in black robes is no pushover. The destruction of the Green Wood Sect and the devastation of the Earth Origin Sect were both caused by this man.

The Qingmu Sect and the Diyuan Sect are far more powerful than the Hehuan Sect.

But the combined forces of two sects were actually defeated and reduced to this state by just one person.

This strength is enough to terrify anyone.

Not only that, he even dared to directly break through the Nascent Soul Tribulation.

More importantly, this person acts without any scruples, cannot distinguish between right and wrong, and acts entirely according to his own whims.

This kind of person is the most difficult to deal with because you can never figure out their tactics.

The playful and charming demeanor of Lan Ruoyin during the day was gone from her beautiful face, replaced by a look of solemnity and vigilance.

She stared at Lin Feng and said, word by word:

"Sir, this is the territory of the Cangxuan Sect."

Sect Leader He is also a Nascent Soul cultivator; surely you don't want to cause trouble here?

Lin Feng did not answer, and his figure flashed.

Lan Ruoyin was prepared; the purple jade belt shone brightly, forming a solid protective barrier in front of her.

This Purple Cloud Jade Belt is one of the most prized treasures of her Joyful Union Sect, possessing astonishing defensive capabilities.

It's strong enough to withstand the attacks of Nascent Soul cultivators, but it can only withstand a few blows.

However, Lin Feng was too fast.

The defensive shield was easily shattered by a bolt of lightning.

He appeared before her like a ghost.

A long, strong hand reached out and precisely gripped her fair, slender neck.

Lan Ruoyin felt a warm touch on her neck, and then...

A powerful force pressed her against the stone wall of the cave.

It struck right at her vital point, leaving her no room to struggle.

Even more deadly was the fact that arcs of eerie blue electricity flickered on that hand.

The power of thunder surged through her entire body instantly via her meridians.

The spiritual power within her was suppressed by this thunderous force.

They shrank back into the depths of their dantian like mice seeing a cat, unable to mobilize even a trace of their energy.

She was completely subdued in just one exchange.

Lan Ruoyin's eyes were filled with fear.

She had seen Nascent Soul cultivators before, but none of them had instilled in her such a deep-seated fear.

The strength of the black-robed man before her far exceeded her understanding of the Nascent Soul Realm.

Her sect's magical artifacts completely lost their defensive capabilities in the face of lightning spiritual power.

He was instantly killed, without even the ability to fight back.

This gap is no longer a matter of cultivation level, but a crushing defeat in terms of life level.

What shocked her even more was the lightning power flashing in the other party's hand; it was the power of heavenly lightning.

It is the most violent and fierce power in the world, yet it is so easily controlled by someone.

That's incredibly powerful.

Is this the true power of the Nascent Soul Realm?

No, it should be that the man in black robes is stronger; even a Nascent Soul cultivator couldn't possibly control lightning.

However, it cannot be denied that at this moment, Lan Ruoyin's desire for the Nascent Soul Realm became stronger than ever before.

If she could also break through to the Nascent Soul stage, if she could also possess such power.

Then she wouldn't have to carefully navigate between the various powerful forces anymore.

No longer do I need to be mindful of anyone's feelings.

But thinking about those things now is too far off; the most important thing right now is to stay alive.

Lan Ruoyin took a deep breath. Although her neck was being choked and her voice was weak, she was still able to manage to speak:

"Since you didn't kill me immediately, I must still be of use to you."

"As long as you ask, Lan Ruoyin will answer everything she knows without reservation."

She is very smart.

The fact that the other party could have killed her in one move but didn't means that she still has value to them.

As long as there is still value, there is a chance to survive.

Upon hearing this, Lin Feng chuckled and lifted the hood from his head.

Moonlight streamed in from the cave entrance, illuminating his face and revealing a handsome young man.

When Lan Ruoyin saw Lin Feng's true face, her charming peach blossom eyes widened in shock.

A look of disbelief and shock flashed in his eyes.

She considered countless possibilities: the man in black robes might be an ancient monster who had lived in seclusion for many years, or a powerful figure in the demonic path.

But she never expected that the man in black robes was actually Lin Feng.

"It was you!" Lan Ruoyin's voice changed.

Lin Feng smiled, released his grip, took a step back, and looked at her with a leisurely air.

Lan Ruoyin's body was freed. She covered her neck, which was red from being choked.

He gasped for breath, but did not run away or call for help.

She knew that none of this mattered in front of a Nascent Soul cultivator.

She simply stared intently at Lin Feng with her beautiful eyes.

The shock in his eyes lingered for a long time; he was completely unable to accept the reality before him.

"How could you?" Her voice was filled with confusion and disbelief.

"Nothing is impossible." Lin Feng's tone was casual, as if he were talking about a trivial matter.

Lan Ruoyin composed herself, her mind racing.

She suddenly thought of a possibility: possession.

In the cultivation world, when a high-level cultivator's lifespan is exhausted, their nascent soul can leave the body and be reborn by seizing another's body.

Although one's cultivation level will drop after possession and one will need to start cultivating again, the memories and experiences from the previous life will remain.

Their cultivation speed is naturally unmatched by ordinary people.

She tentatively asked, "Young Master Lin, and your Senior Lin?"

In her view, this was the only reasonable explanation.

Lin Feng's body contains the nascent soul of a Nascent Soul old monster, or even stronger.

This explains why he was able to cultivate to the Nascent Soul Realm in such a short time, and also explains why he was able to control the power of thunder.

Lin Feng smiled but did not answer. Instead, he stretched out his hand with his five fingers spread.

A pale blue arc of electricity danced and crackled at his fingertips, its light pure and brilliant.

It carries the most primal fury and majesty of heaven and earth.

"Do you think it looks like it?" he countered.

Lan Ruoyin examined the lightning power carefully, then slowly shook her head.

Although she wasn't a thunder cultivator, she knew that cultivators who possessed other bodies had a fatal flaw.

The harmony between the soul and the body can never reach 100%, therefore, a Nascent Soul cultivator who has possessed another body can never control the power of thunder.

Because lightning can overcome yin spirits, the soul of a possessor is inherently yin, and touching lightning is tantamount to suicide.

"It doesn't look like it."

"How could someone who can control the power of thunder be possessed?"

Lan Ruoyin murmured to herself, the confusion in her eyes not only not lessening, but deepening.

Since it wasn't a case of possession, then Lin Feng genuinely cultivated to the Nascent Soul realm through his own abilities.

This conclusion is even harder to accept than possession.

Lan Ruoyin gave Lin Feng a deep look, her gaze filled with a complex meaning.

There was awe, curiosity, and a hint of barely concealed excitement.

She suddenly laughed, a charming and alluring laugh that restored some of the allure she had during the day, and said in a sweet voice:

"Senior Lin, you've kept this a secret for so long, you've completely fooled me."