After everyone left, Lin Feng remained quietly immersed in the pool, feeling the changes happening in his body.

Lin Feng extended his hands out of the water, with a chill spreading from the tip of his right index finger, turning into an ice shard.

The ice shard cut open the skin on his left palm, and a drop of red blood mixed with a little blue appeared somewhat eerie.

This blue blood was composed of various water series nourishing factors, taking up about two-tenths of the blood.

And this was the result of the blood change.

With the change in blood, Lin Feng’s body also underwent transformation.

The first change was a greater affinity with water, feeling the moisture in the air more clearly.

In the pool, Lin Feng felt as if he was merging with the water, like a fish entering the big sea.

The second change was his body temperature.

Originally, because of cultivating the "Fish Dragon Transformation," Lin Feng’s body temperature was already lower than a normal person’s, maintaining around 33°.

This temperature did not cause discomfort but instead kept his body and mind clearer, in the best state.

This significant blood change, the change in physique, made Lin Feng even more attuned to the water attribute, and at the same time, his body temperature dropped again, presumably by 2°, and when Lin Feng touched his skin, he could feel a cold sensation.

It felt like the texture and temperature of jade.

In this state, both body and mind were clearer and more stable.

And stability was what Lin Feng wanted.

Changing his physique was not Lin Feng’s main goal.

Having the Nightmare, he no longer cared much about innate talent, changing physique was a concern for becoming a Martial Emperor.

In legends, the blood of a Martial Emperor was no longer red, and would appear in different colors depending on the attribute.

The third change was that the Dragon Fish in his Soul Sea became more excited.

The change in physique was obviously beneficial to the Dragon Fish as well.

As Lin Feng was still sensing the changes in his body, a strange aura emerged, filled with evil and bloodthirsty.

As the aura emerged, a rush of blood-red energy surged from Lin Feng’s chest, wrapping him up, constantly surging as if it wanted to swallow Lin Feng whole.

At the same time, an intense blue spiritual power flowed madly into Lin Feng’s body through his limbs, until it could no longer be contained and then stopped.

"Can’t hold back anymore?"

Lin Feng’s lips curled into a cold smile.

Seemingly in response to Lin Feng’s mockery, the dark red energy surged wildly, eventually forming a dark red ghostly shadow that enveloped Lin Feng entirely, this phantom standing three meters tall, swaying as if it had a consciousness, wanting to break free from Lin Feng’s constraints.

A sharp roaring sound echoed in the room, filled with killing intent and madness.

The moment this dark red ghostly shadow appeared, a chilling evil aura erupted from Lin Feng, causing ripples in the space.

In Lin Feng’s black eyes, two dark red vortices spun relentlessly, appearing incredibly sinister and equally violent.

Lin Feng’s body was tense, his power unable to contain itself and leaking outward, causing the pool water to churn and spill over, while the pool walls cracked.

The killing intent and feelings of sorrow and world-weariness wrapped around Lin Feng, and at this moment, all he wanted was destruction, to annihilate all life.

"A bit of an effect!"

Lin Feng took a deep breath, clenched his fist, and gradually the pool water returned to calm; compared to a month ago when Nightmare appeared uncontrollably, his current state was much better.

The cold body and stable mind allowed him to control himself better.

He had spent a month calling in over a dozen water series therapists to help him with the blood change, not to alter his physique, but to control the Nightmare.

More precisely, to control himself.

"Finally controlled it!"

Lin Feng breathed a sigh of relief; the efforts and pain of the past month had not been in vain.

Ever since refining the Nightmare two years ago, knowing the side effects of assimilation, Lin Feng had been striving to control the usage of Nightmare, only allowing it in cultivation technique practices or life-and-death situations.

But even so, Nightmare’s assimilation had not stopped.

He founded the Vengeful Alliance to help teammates absorb soul skills, and Lin Feng could only use Nightmare’s power and aura, which accelerated the assimilation.

Due to He Jun’s relationship, the rapid power increase made Nightmare upgrade several levels in strength through sacrificial power, and it was somewhat out of control.

In the battle of Celestial Yin City, when Lin Feng was wounded and weakened, Nightmare attempted to seize Lin Feng’s body; although it ultimately failed, it threw Lin Feng into a state of riot and madness.

That battle made alien races fearful, eventually causing them to abandon Celestial Yin City.

Just now, Lin Feng had not controlled Nightmare possession, but Nightmare’s energy leaked out, even able to appear in demon spirit form beyond his control.

"Heh..."

The dark red ghostly shadow swayed outside his body, with Nightmare’s voice echoing in his ears, to which Lin Feng paid no heed.

He had already gotten used to this kind of babble.

Even if Nightmare were to speak now, Lin Feng would not be overly surprised.

With increased assimilation and power, Nightmare’s intelligence had grown too.

This intelligence not only showed in more stable emotions, but also in the timing of seizing his body, always doing it when he was weak and controlling the leakage of power and aura.

Clearly, this Nightmare was also worried about exposure.

After all, it was just a demon spirit now.

According to Hai Wei, if this demon spirit was a demigod, then speaking was a normal occurrence.

Lin Feng speculated that perhaps in a year or two, Nightmare might start speaking.

At that time if no method to halt the assimilation was found, it would indeed be somewhat dangerous.

Perhaps knowing it couldn’t harm Lin Feng, Nightmare gradually retreated back into Lin Feng’s body, withdrawing into the Soul Sea, waiting for the next chance to seize this body.

"The blood change is effective, but only a temporary measure; it doesn’t stop the assimilation!"

As Nightmare disappeared, Lin Feng walked out of the pool, appearing somewhat solemn.

Assimilation was ongoing and relentless; his body was constantly under Nightmare’s watchful eye.

With a plan to first participate in the King Becoming project, becoming a King, he thought to himself; only then would he have the ability to protect himself! By then, he would journey to the Pure Land, where a solution might exist!

He wanted to join the Pure Land and become an Apostle, intending to leverage the scientific research power of the Pure Land and the Celestial King’s power to solve the Nightmare assimilation problem.

In Lin Feng’s mind, the Pure Land seemed the only place that possibly held a solution to the assimilation issue.

"There’s still a year’s time!"

He could go to the Pure Land once he became a King.

Lin Feng got dressed, and just as he picked up his mobile phone, it began to vibrate.

"What’s up?"

Lin Feng answered the call.

"Wang Jian has arrived!"

On the other end of the line, Yun Tianqi’s voice came through, mixed with Yu Qiao’s voice.

"Okay." Lin Feng responded and hung up the call.

There were no further words from Yun Tianqi, nor did Lin Feng ask further questions. 𝐟𝕣𝗲𝕖𝕨𝗲𝐛𝗻𝗼𝐯𝗲𝚕.𝗰𝚘𝐦

Half a year ago, Wang Jian had come to present them with the Guardian Medal, and also brought a task involving rescuing a prominent figure.

It wasn’t really a task, as there was no compulsion, just testing the waters.

And Lin Feng’s demand was for fourteen divine-level soul skills.

For any force, divine-level soul skills were precious rarities, let alone fourteen different types.

No power could produce fourteen divine-level soul skills at once, not even the Pure Land.

Except perhaps the nation had this capability.

But even for the state, collecting so many divine-level soul skills quickly was not feasible.

Lin Feng’s initial demand was high, and naturally, Wang Jian would negotiate.

Over the past half-year, they had communicated dozens, if not hundreds of times, with terms and soul skills constantly changing.

Now that Wang Jian was here, it should mean they had agreed to their demands.

Before the King Becoming project, they would obtain the divine-level soul skills!