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However, he directly ignored that faint scream. After all, this Lue Feng Zun Zhe had tried to kill him earlier. Now that he had counter-killed him, naturally, the man had to bear the consequences of his own poor choice.
After a while, when Lin Feng felt it was almost time, he slightly exerted force and crushed the jade bottle in his hand. At the instant the bottle shattered, the illusory shadow within immediately appeared before his eyes.
Upon seeing Lin Feng, Lue Feng Zun Zhe hurriedly softened his tone and said, "Little brother, everything can be discussed, as long as you—"
Before he could finish, Lin Feng clenched his hand, and the Fallen Heart Flame surged out, instantly turning into a fiery net that shot forward. That fiery net, like a starving wolf, swooped down and directly wrapped up the unprepared Lue Feng Zun Zhe.
"Ah!"
In an instant, the words that were about to come out of Lue Feng Zun Zhe's mouth turned into a miserable scream. White mist continuously rose from his body, accompanied by the endless sizzling sound of burning.
"Bastard, I'll fight you to the death!"
Seeing that Lin Feng had no intention of sparing him, Lue Feng Zun Zhe let out a sharp roar. He then summoned the very last trace of his strength and charged ferociously at the fiery net!
Lin Feng saw this and quickly flicked his finger, sending out a stream of Dou Qi that landed upon the fire net. As soon as the Dou Qi touched it, it was instantly devoured. With that devouring, the invisible flames entangling the net grew denser and denser.
Inside the fire net, the soul of Lue Feng Zun Zhe kept letting out furious, ear-piercing shrieks under the scorching of the Fallen Heart Flame. But no matter how violently he struggled, he still couldn't break free from the fiery net's binding.
Lin Feng, meanwhile, remained calm and focused, continuously shooting streams of Dou Qi that all merged into the fire net. With more and more Dou Qi added, the temperature of the Fallen Heart Flame became increasingly terrifying.
Until finally, accompanied by one last shrill scream—
Lue Feng Zun Zhe's illusory figure completely vanished, leaving behind only a cherry-sized faint yellow light orb floating within the fiery net.
Staring at that glowing orb, Lin Feng's eyes revealed a hint of excitement. After lingering in the Mortal Realm of soul power for so long, he could finally attempt to break through to the Spirit Realm of the soul!
He then waved his hand, and the fiery net automatically collapsed, turning back into a cluster of invisible flame that swiftly returned into his body. At this moment, his gaze was fixed on that faint yellow glow.
He raised his hand and summoned the Lue Feng Zun Zhe's refined soul origin, letting it hover about ten centimeters above his palm.
"Hope it succeeds this time..."
Murmuring softly in his heart, Lin Feng lifted the light orb and pressed it against the center of his forehead.
"Whoosh~"
As soon as the light orb touched his forehead, it immediately fused into his mind.
"Buzz!"
At the instant the soul origin merged into his own soul, Lin Feng's head let out a buzzing sound. The soul power at his forehead suddenly surged as if catalyzed by some stimulant!
The swelling came so violently that a sharp, bursting pain spread from his brow. It felt as if his head were about to explode on the spot.
Sensing this sudden change, Lin Feng could only grit his teeth through the pain, steadying his mind to observe the transformation happening within him.
The faint yellow light spread out through his body like a flood, turning the once cherry-sized light orb into a small yellow pool in an instant. From that pool, faintly colored strange energies surged upward, rushing straight toward his soul and intertwining with it.
As those energies merged with his soul, Lin Feng quickly noticed that an incredibly powerful and mysterious force was rapidly infiltrating his spirit. At the same time, his soul power was skyrocketing as if it had consumed a supreme tonic. It began to increase at a shocking rate!
However, as the soul power soared rapidly, the splitting pain in his forehead also multiplied in intensity!
With more and more energy surging out from the pool, he finally understood what it truly meant for his head to feel like it would burst apart. At this point, both sides of Lin Feng's temples were bulging like small drums, throbbing violently.
"Damn it, why is this nothing like what Elder Zhong said about breaking through from the Mortal Realm to the Spirit Realm?! Keep this up and my head's gonna explode!"
In less than a single day, his soul power had already increased more than threefold.
This terrifying rate of growth was nearly exceeding what Lin Feng body could possibly withstands. But soon, he realized the key to the problem. Ordinary people broke through by slowly accumulating soul power bit by bit through Soul Cultivation Techniques.
Normally, the breakthrough process would take one or two months at the shortest, or two to three months at the longest. How could it possibly be like him—his soul power increasing this much in just a single day!
Finally, at a certain moment, Lin Feng could no longer hold on.
"Boom!"
Deep within his mind, a deafening explosion suddenly erupted, causing his eardrums to ache intensely. Under that thunderous blast, Lin Feng's consciousness was blown into a dazed, muddled state, his mind completely thrown into chaos.
That hazy state lasted for quite a long time before gradually subsiding. When his consciousness finally cleared again, the searing pain in his head had already begun to lessen. Vaguely, he sensed that his soul had become more than five times stronger than before.
However, although he didn't yet know exactly what a Spirit Realm soul was like, he could faintly tell— his current soul had not yet truly stepped into that realm.
What surprised him even more was that the surrounding Heaven and Earth energy was being drawn toward him by some unknown force, rushing madly into his mind. This speed was several times faster than when he circulated his Earth Class Soul Cultivation Technique to absorb it himself!
Though this absorption was fast, his soul's refining speed couldn't quite keep up.
"No, this is too slow. Looks like I have to interfere and boost my soul's refining capacity."
Seeing this, Lin Feng quickly activated his Earth Class Soul Cultivation Technique, rapidly refining the dense spiritual energy in his mind.
As the massive influx of energy merged with his soul, that feeling of pure comfort was so overwhelming that he almost couldn't suppress a groan of pleasure.
"Boom!"
As the absorption continued, who knew how much time passed before the air within the cultivation chamber suddenly erupted like boiling oil.
But Lin Feng was completely unaware of what was happening around him. His entire focus was locked onto the changes deep within his consciousness. The soul was something ethereal, an existence difficult to describe—
It was the foundation of all living beings, profoundly mysterious. Even a peak seventh-tier alchemist's soul, seated within the brow, was merely a formless, intangible mass. Yet under their control, that soul power, once released from the body, could be used for attack or exploration.
But the soul power between Lin Feng's brows was no longer that intangible form of the past. It had coiled together into something strange, pulsing faintly in rhythmic beats—like a tiny heart.
Perhaps because the surrounding spiritual energy had reached a concentration far beyond normal, the soul within his brow now carried a kind of indescribable vitality and spirit.
"Bang!"
No one knew how long had passed when suddenly, a thunderous boom echoed through the cultivation chamber. A vast and boundless soul power burst forth with Lin Feng at its center, sweeping outward like a tidal wave crashing in all directions!
Fortunately, the solid walls of the chamber absorbed the blast. Though the soul power was immensely powerful, it still couldn't penetrate beyond the confines of the room.
After all, this cultivation chamber had been specially constructed by the Pill Tower for the cultivators within the Inner Tower. Its durability was such that even a peak Nine-Change Dou Zun powerhouse would have difficulty breaking through it in a short time.
The surging waves of soul power continued for several minutes before gradually dissipating.
At that moment, above the meditating Lin Feng, a faint silhouette slowly took form. Upon closer inspection—it was clearly Lin Feng himself. Only, the figure appeared extremely ethereal and translucent.
If a peak seventh-tier alchemist were here to witness it, they would be utterly stunned. Because even though that figure was faint, to form it at all was something they could never accomplish, no matter how hard they tried—even if it cost their life!
Moments later, the faint silhouette in the air suddenly stirred and slowly merged back into Lin Feng's body. As his soul returned, Lin Feng's physical body slowly opened his eyes.
At that instant, an invisible pressure emanated from within him—a presence so powerful that even a Dou Zun expert would not dare to underestimate it.
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