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Right after that, the massive illusory human head that had just swelled up froze with an expression of agony etched on its face.
A surge of intensely dense black light burst out from all seven orifices of its face.
A split second later—
Boom!
The explosion of the illusory head echoed through the heavens like thunder.
A terrifying black torrent, like a raging flash flood, swept out from the exploded illusory head and surged across the sky, blotting it out.
In the blink of an eye, the eerie black glow had already spread outward.
Then, it shot toward the area of sky where Lue Feng Zun Zhe hovered, shrouding it in darkness at lightning speed.
Although the entire process seemed long and complicated, Lin Feng had executed it all in an instant.
"What the hell is going on? That Dou Technique caused such a huge commotion, but I only sensed weak Dou Qi fluctuations coming from it?"
Some of the onlookers were left utterly confused as they stared at the rapidly darkening sky.
The technique had caused a massive scene, yet based on the energy waves it emitted—even a One-Star Dou Zong could probably shatter it with ease.
However, Lue Feng Zun Zhe, who was still channeling all his strength to suppress the Woeful Poison Force inside him, did not find it so simple.
As a soul form, he could clearly sense the intense threat radiating from the thick black mist.
In the next moment, the dense fog swallowed up his illusory form whole.
Right after that, those with stronger soul power suddenly detected something.
Within that shrouded section of sky, an unimaginably terrifying energy fluctuation was brewing and surging, growing stronger by the second.
Boom!
Suddenly, a strange, almost inaudible sound rang out from within the black mist. The sound was deep and muffled—ordinary people wouldn't even notice it. But in the ears of alchemists with powerful souls, it was as deafening as thunder.
The explosion of a peak seventh-tier alchemist's soul had unleashed a terrifying wave of shock.
Such a powerful soul self-detonation could not be taken lightly, even by someone like Lue Feng Zun Zhe.
A surge of dense, earthy-yellow flame erupted instantly from his body.
It formed a protective sphere of flame around him—an earthy-yellow ball of fire that wrapped tightly around his form.
But in the next instant, a dark-as-ink shockwave—so concentrated it looked like solid black paint—slammed straight into the flame dome formed by his Wind and Thunder Fury Flame.
"Mmph!"
The moment the shockwave collided with the flame barrier, Lue Feng Zun Zhe's illusory body trembled violently, and a muffled groan escaped from his throat.
Not even a second later, the flame shield formed by the Wind and Thunder Fury Flame shattered with a bang!
The destructive impact of the self-detonated soul of the peak seventh-tier alchemist poured down on Lue Feng Zun Zhe's soul body like a flood bursting through a dam.
His soul form, under such an intense blow, instantly became nearly transparent—like rippling water.
Clearly, even with the protection of a Heavenly Flame, he still suffered immensely under this Dou Technique, which was designed specifically to target soul forms.
Moreover, the powerful aura that had been surrounding Lue Feng Zun Zhe earlier had now quietly grown much weaker.
And when the soul shockwave collided with the flame dome, an overwhelming soul pressure erupted from the black mist—one so intense, everyone present could feel it clearly.
As that horrifying spiritual pressure surged outward, it swept across the crowd several kilometers away.
Some cultivators with weaker souls dropped from the sky like birds shot out of the air!
The rest, their expressions dramatically changing, immediately retreated at full speed, not daring to get any closer.
At the same time, everyone instinctively raised their heads, their gazes fixed tightly on the patch of darkened sky.
"Damn it… Why does this kid have so many techniques that counter soul bodies? He's practically just like someone from the Hun Clan!"
Staring at Lin Feng in the distance, whose lips were slightly curled into a faint smile, Lue Feng Zun Zhe cursed silently in his heart.
If this Dou Technique weren't of a relatively low grade, he probably wouldn't have survived just now.
"Everyone, the storage ring I had when I was alive has already been taken by you. Why don't we just call it even and stop making things difficult for each other?"
Inside the black mist, Lue Feng Zun Zhe looked toward Lin Feng in the distance and said this with a tinge of heartache.
All the treasures he had accumulated during his lifetime—even a Heaven Class cultivation technique were stored inside that ring.
And now, it had fallen into Lin Feng's hands.
There was little hope of getting it back. Though it pained him deeply, the current situation left him with no choice.
After all, he was now just a soul form, and the longer he fought, the more his soul power would be depleted—and his strength would continue to decline as a result.
Right now, his only goal was to get Lin Feng's group to leave as soon as possible, then figure out his next move.
"Heh, if Senior would be willing to hand over your Wind and Thunder Fury Flame, then I'll naturally leave without issue."
Lin Feng smiled slightly, his tone calm as he replied.
At this point, after being bombarded repeatedly, the remnant soul of Lue Feng Zun Zhe had dropped to the strength of around Eight-Star Dou Zong.
After putting in so much effort, of course Lin Feng wasn't going to let him off the hook now.
Judging from the strength of Lue Feng Zun Zhe's soul, it was highly likely that he had reached the peak of the Spirit Realm when he was alive.
Compared to souls in the Mortal Realm, the souls of the Spirit Realm were like the heavens and the earth—completely different.
More importantly, Spirit Realm souls contained a large amount of soul essence—something Mortal Realm souls desperately needed.
If Lin Feng could refine and absorb Lue Feng Zun Zhe's remnant soul while attempting his own breakthrough to the Spirit Realm, his success rate would increase by at least 30%!
Hearing those words, Lue Feng Zun Zhe's expression instantly darkened. Forcefully stripping away his Heavenly Flame even for him—would result in serious damage.
His foundation could be destabilized, and his combat strength would plummet drastically.
In that case, Lin Feng would be even less likely to let him go.
"Brat, you'd best think this through carefully. Letting me go benefits everyone. But if you force me into a fight to the death, none of you will walk away unscathed. Besides, you all already have Heavenly Flames—what's the point of taking another? Why not just part ways peacefully?"
Lue Feng Zun Zhe narrowed his eyes slightly, his tone now carrying a faint trace of threat.
"Heh, then let's settle it with our fists."
Seeing that sweet-talking wouldn't get him the flame, Lin Feng stopped wasting words.
He immediately pulled out a jade bottle wrapped in Fallen Heart Flame from his storage ring and crushed it.
"You... you dare imprison me, you little bastard—"
Before the soul inside the bottle could even finish speaking, Lin Feng's hand reached out and grabbed the vaguely translucent head.
Then—he repeated the same motion as before.
BOOM!
In the next instant, that strange, hard-to-hear sound once again echoed inside the black mist.
The soul explosion of a Heaven Class Protector at the strength of Seven-Star Dou Zong erupted.
A dense, pitch-black shockwave surged out—flooding toward Lue Feng Zun Zhe like a collapsing sky.
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