Douluo's Soul Power increases by two levels every year

Chapter 122 A Battle to the Death

Han Feng didn't know where he was. He only remembered that he was absorbing a spirit ring, but at the crucial moment, the Void Mask suddenly went berserk. All the negative emotions surged out and, together with the violent beastly nature in the ten-thousand-year spirit ring, directly broke down his mental defenses!

After that, he lost consciousness and his thoughts became extremely sluggish. When he woke up again, he felt that he was surrounded by chaos and darkness. He could not see the sky above or the earth below. He could not hear or speak, and a deep sense of loneliness swept over him.

He could only see a little bit with his eyes—a mountain-like object was pressing down on his head, making his already weak body even weaker, and he couldn't even move.

He didn't know how much time had passed, perhaps a day, perhaps a year. Just when Han Feng felt he was about to go crazy from holding it in, the 'sky' suddenly cracked open!

That's right!

It cracked open, and an ancient bead suddenly appeared in his sight. The bead emitted a bright but not dazzling hazy light, and under the light, Han Feng felt much more comfortable all over!

"Buzz—"

The next moment, the bead shot out an extremely powerful force. Wherever that force passed, the pitch-black void and chaos dissipated, and the world instantly became clear.

Han Feng discovered that the enormous object above his head was not a mountain. Although it was too huge to see the whole thing, Han Feng could still tell from the details that it was the Mask of Emptiness!

On the other side, after the bead dispelled the darkness, it quickly circled once. When it reached above Han Feng's head, it suddenly stopped. Then, an extremely gentle and brilliant light detached from the bead and went straight into Han Feng's body!

In that instant, Han Feng felt the weakness quickly dissipate, his senses became clear, and his thoughts became agile, no longer as sluggish as before. He was even able to move under the suppression of the Void Mask. When he was freed from the range of the Void Mask, he felt a lightness all over his body and was finally able to move freely. However, he also discovered that he was not a physical entity at this moment, but a illusory spirit body like light!

"What's going on!?"

Having just regained his ability to think, Han Feng was completely unable to comprehend what was happening before him. He reached out and touched himself in surprise and disbelief, only to find that he could touch himself.

"Kid! Listen up, another one of you will appear before you in a moment! Remember! Use every means to kill him! Don't hesitate!" At this moment, Gu Rong's voice suddenly rang in his ears. Gu Rong's voice was very firm and serious, and his tone was like a warning!

Han Feng had no idea what Gu Rong was talking about. He looked around but couldn't find Gu Rong anywhere. He tentatively called out, "Senior Gu!?"

There was no answer. The voice didn't seem to be spoken by Gu Rong herself, but rather something Gu Rong had left in the bead beforehand, and it didn't seem to have the ability to communicate.

Han Feng could only frown, but remained vigilant and on guard.

"Buzz—" Another buzzing sound startled Han Feng, who quickly turned around to look. But when he saw the scene in front of him, he was shocked again!

"Yo! We finally meet! Thief!" A spirit that looked exactly like Han Feng stood in front of him. If there was any difference, it was perhaps the sneer of deep hatred and murderous intent on the spirit's lips, and its pale face!

Seemingly wanting to savor Han Feng's horrified expression a little longer, the spirit didn't attack immediately. Instead, it sneered in a mocking voice, "You're really popular! Everyone likes you so much! Even a Title Douluo is willing to help you! What's so great about you!?"

Although Gu Rong had restricted Pale Han Feng's movements, she had not sealed his five senses. Therefore, Pale Han Feng was not surprised by what he was seeing, and was even prepared for it.

Han Feng quickly calmed himself down, staring intently at the spirit before him, and asked in a deep voice, "Who are you!?"

"Who am I!?" The spirit seemed to have heard the most ridiculous joke in the world, and burst into unrestrained laughter: "How dare you ask me that! Shouldn't you know best who I am!?"

"You are me!?" Han Feng frowned, probing with surprise and uncertainty.

"Get out!" The spirit seemed deeply insulted, roaring angrily, "I am Han Feng! You shameless thief, you've occupied my body for thirteen years! And now you dare to ask me who I am?!"

Upon hearing this, Han Feng's pupils constricted sharply. He stared in disbelief at his pale self before him and exclaimed in horror, "You're Han Feng from this world?! You didn't disappear?!"

"Hahaha! Finally realized it?! You're not dead! How could I possibly die?! You're the one who should die!" Pale Han Feng let out a maniacal laugh. Without a moment's hesitation, the Blazing Shield instantly materialized, his second soul skill activated, appearing before him, and he unleashed a powerful punch: "Die!"

"bump!"

In his shock, Han Feng was unable to mount an effective defense. He punched himself, and the intense pain caused his body to disintegrate for a moment. Fortunately, the soul power within the Divine Ancient Pearl was still replenishing him, which prevented Han Feng from being completely defeated.

"Tsk!" Pale Han Feng scoffed, glancing resentfully at the bead before turning to Han Feng and sneering, "Weren't you so capable? Weren't you an invincible transmigrator?! Weren't you all-knowing?! How come you're acting like a spineless coward now?!"

Upon hearing Han Feng's pale words, Han Feng's pupils dilated again: "You know my background!?"

Pale Han Feng seemed to enjoy seeing Han Feng's shocked expression. He sneered, not attacking, but instead said smugly, "What do you know about me!? My background?"

"Not only do I know you're not from Douluo Continent, but I also know that in your world, and in our world, it's just a novel! I also know that Tang San is a shameless thief, and he's also a transmigrator! I also know that you approached them only to become a god! I also know Naruto, Sasuke, Guan Yu, and Zhang Fei! I've seen all your memories! I know you even better than you know yourself!"

Pale Han Feng was lying. He could only occasionally see fragments of Han Feng's memories, and he knew that it was really just that little bit.

But as long as it can surprise Han Feng and make him lose his composure, Pale Han Feng is happy to say it!

As expected, after Pale Han Feng finished speaking, Han Feng shuddered, his eyes filled with an uncertain light, completely lacking his usual ease, and asked in a low voice, "So? What do you plan to do?"

Seeing Han Feng's discomfiture, the pale-faced Han Feng chuckled with amusement, "You stole thirteen years of my life, making me struggle in the dark and lonely chaotic sea of ​​consciousness for thirteen years! Now I want my body back, is that too much to ask?!"

Recalling that previous feeling of emptiness and loneliness, a strange feeling rose in Han Feng's heart.

Thirteen years, I can't even imagine it!

"Is there absolutely no room for negotiation?" Han Feng wasn't naive enough to think that Pale Han Feng's so-called "getting his body back" was just a simple suppression of him, nor was he naive enough to think that Pale Han Feng would discuss things with him, but he still asked with a glimmer of hope.

"Give me a break!? Have you ever given me even the slightest bit of room for maneuver!?" Pale Han Feng roared furiously, shouting like a madman, "You stole my body before I even had any consciousness, and from the time I can remember, I've been in that dark, cold, chaotic sea of ​​consciousness. And now you're talking to me about room for maneuver!?"

"So, it's either you die or I live?" Han Feng sighed, gradually regaining his composure, and said calmly.

"Ah... two tigers cannot share one mountain!" Pale Han Feng sneered, "But it's a life-or-death struggle!"

"Then let's go!" Han Feng finally understood Gu Rong's meaning. This pale Han Feng before him would be his first true mortal enemy—ruthless and merciless! A fight to the death! No hesitation!

"Don't talk like you're guaranteed to win!" Pale Han Feng hated Han Feng's arrogant and indifferent tone the most. He roared angrily, and his Flame Luo Dharma Form and Flame Dragon Armor appeared as he roared and charged towards Han Feng!

Han Feng didn't just stand there. He activated the Blazing Shield and summoned the Flame Luo Dharma Image and the Flame Dragon Armor. The huge Blazing Shield stood in front of him, motionless, directly confronting the pale Han Feng's attack!

Seeing this, a cold glint flashed in Han Feng's pale eyes: "Are you looking down on me!?"

Han Feng remained silent, only clenching his teeth tightly, waiting for the pale Han Feng's attack to arrive!

"boom!"

The collision of the two giants stirred up terrifying soul power fluctuations within Han Feng's sea of ​​consciousness, and the enormous sound was like a dream!

Fortunately, Gu Rong had foreseen this and left some of his soul power to protect Han Feng's sea of ​​consciousness. Otherwise, the battle between the two would probably have been enough to destroy this fragile sea of ​​consciousness that had just been opened up!

Seeing that his first attack had failed, the pale-faced Han Feng's expression turned ferocious. He raised the other hand of the Flame Luo Dharma Image and smashed it down at Han Feng again!

At the same time, the pale-faced Han Feng sneered, "Do you know what?! Everyone outside is waiting for you to come out! But they're too stupid! As long as I kill you and pretend to look like you, they won't be able to tell! Ning Rongrong will like me! Sister Qianqian will treat me like a younger brother! Dai Mubai will become my best friend! And I will be the one to become a god in the end!"

"boom!"

As Han Feng's pale lips uttered a sarcastic remark, the attack descended. Han Feng calmly received the blow, saying indifferently, "Since you can access my memories, then stop with the useless talk. You should know I don't fall for that!"

As he spoke, Han Feng added, "If you could impersonate me, you wouldn't be here in front of me! You know better than anyone that your eyes can't hide anything!"

"Tch!" Pale Han Feng scoffed, which was taken as tacit agreement.

His eyes, filled with negative emotions, truly couldn't lie, and his skin tone was so different from Han Feng's!

With language ineffective, the pale Han Feng could only focus on attacking, manipulating the Flame Luo Dharma Image, punching it repeatedly. The two giants, one attacking and one defending, fought in the most crude and vulgar way within Han Feng's sea of ​​consciousness.

(End of this chapter)