NOVEL NEXT Chapter 380: Can't stop, can't stop!
Chapter 380: Can’t stop, can’t stop!
The Heavenly Fiend Sovereign stared at Lin Fengmian in disbelief, his expression one of shock.
In this day and age, was there really someone who dared to draw his sword against him?
After a brief moment of astonishment, he erupted in fury. “You are courting death!”
With a single palm strike, he seemed intent on crushing Lin Fengmian like a mere insect.
Lin Fengmian swung the Zhenyuan in his hand, and the Void Cleaving Slash appeared, instantly shredding the massive palm.
“The one courting death is you!”
His Demonic God Domain expanded, enveloping the Heavenly Fiend Sovereign within its boundaries.
With a flick of the Zhenyuan, spatial rifts appeared behind the Sovereign, swallowing him up in an instant.
Lin Fengmian’s eyes flashed in surprise. Was this Sovereign’s projection really so weak?
“Be careful!” Luo Xue warned.
Lin Fengmian also sensed that something was wrong. The spatial rift had indeed swallowed the Heavenly Fiend Sovereign, but it refused to close.
The figure of the Sovereign stood within the rift like a god or demon, with dark forces churning behind him, exuding an oppressive aura that sent shivers down one’s spine.
He looked at Lin Fengmian coldly, his voice icy. “You do have some skill, but you have no idea what it means to be a Supreme!”
He stood there as if he were the sole ruler of heaven and earth, his pressure causing the rift to instantly twist and collapse.
Luo Xue spoke in a deep voice. “Lin Fengmian, my master once told me that although the Heavenly Fiend Sovereign is a body cultivator, he is also quite proficient in various powers due to his Dharma Idol.”
“However, since this is not his true body, he cannot use his domain and can only rely on his Dharma Idol. This is his weakness.”
As she spoke, the Heavenly Fiend Sovereign let out a cold laugh. “Boy, feel the power of a Supreme!”
His form twisted, and in an instant, a towering, hundred-zhang tall, headless demon god appeared in his place. His skin glowed like molten fire, and he had six legs and four wings, looking both bizarre and terrifying.
The Dharma Idol of Di Jiang?
Lin Fengmian felt a flash before his eyes, and the next moment, he was sent flying by a single punch.
This strange demon god’s four wings flapped, allowing it to move at a speed that was nearly impossible to track, as if it were a beam of light.
Lin Fengmian’s Eight Desolations Fiendgod Dharma Idol spread its sword wings, attempting to pursue the demon god, but it was difficult to catch up with its movements.
Its speed seemed to transcend the laws of nature, and it carried a spatial force that allowed it to break through the constraints of space.
Lin Fengmian let out a cold snort. “Freeze!”
He activated the spatial power inherent in his Demonic God Domain, and the surrounding space seemed to instantly solidify. The strange Di Jiang Dharma Idol was frozen in place.
Seizing the moment, Lin Fengmian unleashed a flurry of sword strikes imbued with thunderous energy. The blade cut through the air, drawing lightning, and the sword tip shot toward the Heavenly Fiend Sovereign like a venomous snake.
The thunderous energy surged like rolling thunder, condensing the power of heaven and earth into the tip of the sword, aiming directly at the Supreme.
The Heavenly Fiend Sovereign felt the overwhelming power of the lightning and frowned slightly. Heavy earth energy surged through his body.
A humanoid, snake-tailed female Dharma Idol appeared. She had nine arms, with two in front gripping two coiling serpents while the seven behind her moved rhythmically.
A dense wave of earth energy swept forward, and a thick, heavy landmass quickly formed in front of him, creating a formidable barrier.
Lin Fengmian’s lightning struck the earthen wall, sending sparks flying, but it couldn’t break through the solid defense.
“The Houtu Dharma Idol?”
The sword wings of the Eight Desolations Demon flapped furiously, and the black sword feathers surged like a tidal wave, rushing toward the Houtu Dharma Idol.
The Heavenly Fiend Sovereign’s mocking voice echoed, filled with an air of supreme arrogance.
“You are quite knowledgeable, boy. Witnessing my Twelve Ancestral Witch Dharma Idols is a blessing for you!”
With a flourish, his Dharma Idol transformed once more, taking the form of a burly man with a beast’s head, a human body, red scales covering his skin, fiery serpents piercing his ears, and a fiery dragon beneath his feet.
With a single breath, the Dharma Idol spewed out torrents of flame, creating a scorching domain that melted Lin Fengmian’s rain of swords into nothing.
The Heavenly Fiend Sovereign took the initiative, his Dharma Idol shifting unpredictably as the Twelve Ancestral Witch Idols made their appearance one after another, each showcasing formidable divine abilities.
Lin Fengmian wasn’t just facing powerful attacks; he was also contending with the mysterious and varied powers of the Twelve Ancestral Witches from ancient times.
Every time he grew accustomed to one Ancestral Witch’s abilities, the Heavenly Fiend Sovereign would instantly switch to another, leaving Lin Fengmian flustered and unable to adapt, forcing him into a passive position.
Luo Xue knew that they couldn’t afford to be passive any longer. “Lin Fengmian, we can’t let him dictate the rhythm anymore. Let’s merge our souls!”
Lin Fengmian responded with an eager “Mmhmm,” his heart brimming with anticipation. “Heh, I’ve been waiting for you to say that!”
Ever since their soul fusion in the modern world, Luo Xue had strictly guarded against another soul fusion with him. She had flatly refused, no matter what.
After all, the experience of merging souls was an intimate connection far beyond the physical. It was a sensation so profound that even Lin Fengmian’s intense physical pain had been overshadowed by the pleasure it brought. One could only imagine how intoxicating it was.
Having experienced it once, Luo Xue had been wary of it ever since. The raw, unfiltered connection was simply too much for her to handle.
After all, it wasn’t just a matter of physical vulnerability; even the deepest thoughts of one’s mind were laid bare for the other to see. It was an intimacy that was almost too much to bear.
So even when facing Emperor Jun Lingtian, she had refused to use this method.
But now, the Heavenly Fiend Sovereign was simply too powerful. So powerful that she had no choice but to resort to this measure.
In Lin Fengmian’s anticipation, a shy soul embraced him, merging into his own, sending a shiver through him.
This time, without the agony of his physical body, Lin Fengmian felt every pore on his body open up, a warm, comfortable sensation spreading through him.
How could one describe such bliss in a single word?
Although he felt a bit guilty about Liu Mei, Lin Fengmian couldn’t help but think that this was even more exhilarating than their intimate moments together.
At this moment, he transcended the limitations of his physical body, venturing into a deeper, more profound realm.
“You rascal, stop thinking nonsense! I’m will leave the soul fusion state!”
Luo Xue struggled to suppress her embarrassment, forcing herself to accept Lin Fengmian’s chaotic thoughts in order to avoid any disharmony in their connection.
Lin Fengmian quickly pleaded, “No, no, Luo Xue, just a little more, please. Just a little more.”
It was impossible to stop, impossible to stop!
If this continued, he might abandon the crude pleasures of the flesh and pursue the higher satisfaction of the soul.
“You… you’re thinking about all sorts of indecent things!”
Luo Xue felt his true thoughts and was both embarrassed and angry.
This guy was truly a lecherous scoundrel; she felt like her own soul was being tainted by him.
The two of them merged awkwardly, and the red and blue carp on the Double Fish Pendant swam fast, eventually intertwining.
Their souls reached an unprecedented level of harmony in this fusion, creating a powerful soul resonance.
The Eight Desolations Fiendgod Dharma Idol underwent another transformation, and the Demonic God Domain became even darker and deeper, like an endless night sky enveloping the entire battlefield.
The Demonic God Domain was filled with strange and powerful forces, causing the air around it to solidify as if everything was submerged in darkness.
Lin Fengmian took a deep breath, suppressing the distracting thoughts in his mind and stared fiercely at the Heavenly Fiend Sovereign.
“I’ve killed a Saint before, but I’ve never killed a Supreme. You’ll be the first!”
With a roar, he spread his sword wings, gripping the Zhenyuan in his hand and charged toward the Heavenly Fiend Sovereign once more.