206 Free Meal? (1/2)

The evil energy was extremely cold and seeped into his bones, circulating to all parts of his body.

A sluice gate seemed to open up in his body. After he broke through his limits, his vitality stat climbed rapidly, breaking through 100, 101, 102, 103…

It was like a flood that had been held back for a long time, completely erupting forth with unstoppable momentum at this instant.

Eight-branched Force!

Feng Lin instinctively sensed the innate nature of this evil energy. This was something transformed by the base essence of the Yamata no Orochi. It was like the core of the monster's energy and had the power to change something rotten into something magical.

Demons and monsters were formed by the essence of heaven and earth. For all types of energy, they would have to follow the logic of heavenly laws. Each energy essence was able to be used as the fuel for a breakthrough; no matter what type of energy it was.Find authorized novels in Webnovel，faster updates, better experience，Please click visiting.

After his vitality stat broke through the 100 point mark, Feng Lin's entire aura changed. His lifeforce fluctuation became a corporeal pressure that twisted the space around him. Numerous vortexes manifested and even light rays were being twisted. Such immense pressure would cause everyone in the area to feel stifled.

Upon sensing the pressure, Fuuma Taro and the Japanese goddess turned pale. They knew that from these fluctuations, this person had already reached the level of an elite cultivator.

”Who are you exactly?”

”How dare you seize the treasure of our land?!”

Seeing that the Kusanagi Sword was snatched away, the eyes of these two turned cold as they ganged up on Feng Lin.

Feng Lin swept his gaze over. How could he allow them to disturb him while his vitality stat was still in the state of rising? Under the control of his spirit force, the Daitengu flapped its wings, resembling a giant eagle and swooping toward them from the sky.

As one of the few rare and immensely powerful greater demons in Japanese mythology, the recovery rate of the Daitengu was extremely shocking. Three days ago, it had been heavily injured by Feng Lin, but right now, its injuries had already recovered by half. Its katana sliced out in the air, and the sword force it produced chained together, producing a force that could slash through everything.

Currently, Fuuma Taro and that Japanese goddess had fused together with their shikigamis. They weren't weaklings and unleashed their own powerful techniques respectively.

However, the Daitengu had the power of flight. Its speed was incomparably fast and it wouldn't be like the Yamata no Orochi, standing there to take the blows stupidly. Its figure transformed into countless after-images, generating a burst of demonic wind as it circled around Fuuma Taro and the goddess while launching attacks.

The two humans and one greater demon were entangled with each other in this fight. It took a long while before the equilibrium was broken.

As for Feng Lin, he stood at his original location, not affected at all. He was silently contemplating the transformations in his body.

The eight-branched force circulated all around his body. And everywhere it passed, his blood, flesh, and bones seemed to have broken through their bottlenecks and started to become stronger without limit. The demonic qi from the eight-branched force seeped into his entire body as he started to demonize.

Demons were naturally born transcendent creatures. To demonize also means to 'transcendize'.

After his flesh and blood started to undergo 'energy-evolution', they gradually ignored the restrictions of the physical cells and began to strengthen without limits.

”Submit to me and become my sword slave. Then you will obtain boundless energy!” The eight-branched force sent out a seductive whisper into Feng Lin's mind, wanting to bewitch him. This voice entered his heart, wanting to shake his will and weakening his resistance.

For ordinary humans with weak wills, they would definitely be influenced by this.

However, Feng Lin's Spirit Gene had already been strengthened to 7 points. Adding those primeval genetic points wasn't a waste because his will was as strong as steel. He instantly suppressed the voice in his mind.

However, to his astonishment, he soon discovered that the eight-branched force was like a receding tide, retreating completely and no longer strengthening him.

As expected of a demon sword, it wouldn't strengthen the vitality stats of others for nothing. The price one had to pay for this was to become the slave of the demonic sword!

(If I don't squeeze out every bit of energy in this demonic sword today, then my name isn't Feng Lin!)

A sinister smile appeared on Feng Lin's face. He retracted his spirit force completely, not resisting the demonic influence.

The bewitching voice of the eight-branched force instantly lunged over, attacking his mind. It was like he could sense that Feng Lin had completely lost all resistance. It held nothing back and gushed forth in waves, continuously modifying his entire body and strengthening the power of its sword slave.

Feng Lin's vitality stat kept rising. 110, 120, 130—it surged all the way up to 150 and didn't show any signs of stopping.