954: C954 Deprivation of Martial Body

C954 Deprivation of Martial Body

At this time, Succubus Huan Wu, who was in possession of Ye Feng, heard the Old Devil Yang Hun's shouts as well.

"Little brother, did you hear that? It seems like a lot of people want to kill you."

Hearing Succubus Huan Wu's teasing voice, Ye Feng could only laugh bitterly in the depths of his heart.

Originally, the ones who held grudges against him were at most the Demon Origin and Moon Demon Sects. But now, with Old Devil Yang Hun's loud voice, the entire Devil Sect's would probably come and crazily chase after him.

When the Old Devil offered this condition, most King Stage Expert would be tempted beyond compare.

"Who the f * ck cares!"

There was no need to worry about the debts. Furthermore, Ye Feng had no way to change anything.

"Let's quickly finish off that guy first. I'm not used to always being like this." Ye Feng said honestly.

"Cluck, cluck …" "Alright!"

He let out a light laugh as his "Ye Feng" silhouette had already flown downwards and landed directly where the Heavenly Stele was suppressing him.

A massive, solid tombstone that was several dozen feet tall was firmly embedded in the hard ground like a small mountain. The tombstone shook slightly, and it was obvious that someone was struggling underneath the tombstone to flip over the heavy tombstone that was suppressing their bodies.

The Hunchbacked Turtle was naturally the Chu Haiyu who was being suppressed.

"I can't just kill myself. The Black-Scaled Body isn't very effective to begin with. If that happens, its effectiveness will be greatly reduced."

Succubus Huan Wu muttered to herself, waved her palm, and with a "boom," the earth trembled, and the enormous Heavenly Stele that was suppressing the ground rose from the ground in a series of trembles.

The gigantic gray tablet image circled around in the air once, then became the same size as before, flying back to the top of "Ye Feng's" head.

In the huge pit left behind by the Heavenly Stele, Chu Haiyu's bloodied body was revealed.

However, at this time, the most powerful devil son of the Devil Sect was no longer as arrogant and arrogant as he was before.

From the looks of it, his extraordinary magic armor and the black scales covering his entire body had long since been broken. Even the horn on his forehead had been broken. He was riddled with wounds and his aura was dispirited.

On the battlefield, all the Martial Cultivator of both sides had also seen Chu Haiyu's miserable state, and had unexpectedly fallen silent at the same time.

The group of righteous disciples were silent, mainly because they felt that Ye Feng's sudden burst of shocking strength was extremely unreal, as though they were dreaming. Even Xuan Jing who originally believed in Ye Feng's victory was still in shock, unable to react.

When the group of Devil Sect Martial Cultivator s saw the high and mighty Your Highness Devil Son Chu Haiyu, they were shocked that he actually fell to such a state.

Although the Earth Rank and High Grade Spiritual Artifact s are good, I'm afraid that I'll have to live to enjoy them.

This Ye Feng...

How could ordinary people deal with it?

"Ugh …"

In the deep pit, Chu Haiyu who was covered in blood had his chest moving up and down, his weak and lifeless eyes staring blankly at Ye Feng who was approaching.

He really couldn't understand why he would be defeated by a mere Fourth Level of Void Stage, and in such a ridiculous manner at that.

Unreconciled, absolutely unwilling.

As the son of the Devil Essence Sect, the number one genius of the Devil Sect, with exceptional talent and extraordinary cultivation, how could he possibly lose to a Fourth Level of Void Stage brat?

"Damn it!" "Everything is a dream. Now is the time to shatter it …"

In that moment, Chu Haiyu released a vicious curse, the elemental energy and demonic energy in his body were raised to the limit, and his entire body was covered in wounds that were dripping blood. In the center of Chu Haiyu's forehead, a black and green dao pattern suddenly flashed, and immediately after, his black trident suddenly rose up and flew into the air.1

The black demon halberd drew a purplish black light in the air, allowing Devil Qi s to flow out of its cracks in a crazy manner. After adding onto the trident, it actually formed a sinister looking shadow of a ferocious devil dragon, emitting a shrill cry.

The demonic sound trembled, causing countless surrounding Void Stage Martial Cultivator to cover their ears with their hands, as painful expressions appeared on their faces.

"Boy, don't even think of trapping me with illusions!"

"I'll let you experience my Devil Essence Sect's martial skill."

Countless demonic dragons formed from Devil Qi hovered around the trident, bringing along sharp halberd light, they flew straight towards Ye Feng.

The pitch-black shadow of the devil dragon continuously enlarged in Ye Feng's eyes, but Ye Feng still carried that playful smile on his face as he approached step by step, not caring about this at all.

"Damn it! Go to hell! "Primeval Demon Dragon Strike!"

Chu Haiyu's entire body shivered uncontrollably, clearly his anger had attacked his heart. The blood that oozed out of his body was bubbling and burning as he unleashed his final attack. He had completely disregarded life and death.

Just as the trident, which carried nearly all of his energy, was about to hit him, ignoring everything else, "Ye Feng" stopped. The corners of his mouth curled into a smile, and he actually … Right at this moment, Chu Haiyu stretched out his right hand towards the black trident that was emitting a purple black lightning under the shocked gaze of countless other people.

One claw, one claw.

To put it lightly, it was as if he had grabbed onto a strand of straw.

A grey light flashed, and the supreme power contained within the trident, which was strong enough to kill king level entities, completely disappeared. It was like an ordinary spirit artifact, silently grasped in the "Ye Feng's" palm.

It was as if the sky itself was crumbling.

Chu Haiyu's eyes widened in shock, and he plopped down on the ground.

He could feel that the soul mark he had left on the trident had been erased without a trace!

"Illusion, it must be an illusion …"

Seeing the sect's saint artifact being kept in "Ye Feng's" bag, Chu Haiyu had already lost all will to fight, his body becoming limp as he powerlessly said these words.

"Illusion?"

"It doesn't exist …"

"Ye Feng" who slowly walked to the bottom of the pit, waved his right hand once more. He held Chu Haiyu in one hand like a lamb that was about to be slaughtered, and his eyes emitted a dark and deathly stillness, causing Chu Haiyu's heart to feel scared.

"Now, give me your 'Blackscale Body'."

Chu Haiyu's body stiffened abruptly, he could not understand what the words meant.

But before he could even react, his deathly-white face twisted madly, as if he was suffering an extremely painful torture.

The five fingers of "Ye Feng" had already pierced into Chu Haiyu's spine, and the seemingly hard black scales, under the burst of gray energy from "Ye Feng's" hands, did not have much effect before they crumbled.

Five deep bloody holes appeared on Chu Haiyu's body, and dark-red blood once again surged out.

A trace of deep black energy flowed out from the bloody hole on Chu Haiyu's waist, and the moment it appeared, it was absorbed into Ye Feng's body, and was then engulfed by the gray ball of light in his body.

The outrageous scene caused many Devil Sect Martial Cultivator to be alarmed.

This kind of "Soul Search" method was not much different from how they used to deal with other Righteous Dao Martial Cultivator s or even ordinary people.

Who would have thought that today, the strongest member of their group would be the one to receive the feedback …

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