Facing Lin Feng’s commanding tone, Bing dared not hesitate. He reached out, grabbed the blood-colored scarecrow from the demon-sealing soul artifact, and directly placed it into his soul sea.

"Hey, hey..."

The eerie howl carried a spine-chilling sensation, but it quickly came to an abrupt end, leaving a strange ripple in the air.

Bing closed his eyes, stood straight, and worked hard to refine the blood-colored scarecrow with the soul power vibrating inside him.

"Tianming."

Lin Feng looked at Chen Tianming, who nodded. Entering the demon transformation state, a massive green mushroom appeared above his head, pulsating as it emitted an enchanting green glow.

In the next moment, a smaller green hat appeared over Bing’s head.

With the green hat overhead, Bing’s entire body shook, appearing refreshed and invigorated.

Seeing Bing refining the demon spirit, the crowd exchanged glances, unsure whether to proceed with absorbing the soul skill. They could only remain quiet.

After three minutes, Bing’s body began to tremble slightly, with veins bulging on the surface of his skin, his furrowed brow seemingly enduring great pain.

The glow of the green hat intensified, signaling a replenishment of soul power.

After five minutes, blood-red lines started to appear on Bing’s body surface, and his trembling gradually subsided.

However, it lasted only a moment. Not even two minutes later, his face became deathly pale, and he couldn’t help but emit a low grunt.

"If you can’t hold on, say so in advance, don’t force yourself. Even if soul power drops to one-fifth, tell me!"

Lin Feng reminded him.

He knew Bing couldn’t rely on his own strength to refine the blood-colored scarecrow.

Bing’s bloodline talent, similar to damage transfer, matched well with the blood-colored scarecrow’s innate skill [Star Shift], giving him an advantage in absorbing this soul skill.

This was the reason Lin Feng was willing to take the risk.

But this advantage was limited.

On the Awakening Day at eighteen, Bing refined an eighth-tier demon spirit.

On Awakening Day, there are over ten thousand demon spirits to choose from, and although an eighth-tier demon spirit is considered a high-level demon spirit, Bing is not regarded as a genius.

Even with Bing’s bloodline talent advantage, it’s impossible for him to surpass two stages.

Let alone the level of the blood-colored scarecrow is so high.

After Lin Feng finished speaking, he glanced at Yun Kai and others. Without needing a reminder, everyone took out prepared cloths from their pockets and quickly covered their eyes.

Just over a minute later, Bing, slightly exhausted, spoke up: "I can’t hold on anymore."

Lin Feng closed his eyes, and the next moment, when he opened them, he was already covered by a red ghost shadow.

An aura of sinister bloodlust made everyone tremble.

Although it wasn’t the first time they felt this aura, with four or five, even seven or eight experiences, each time it chilled them to the core.

Compared to before, this aura was stronger, more sinister, and colder.

"What is this demon spirit?"

Everyone was very curious.

Although Lin Feng hadn’t explained, due to the vast number of soul skills he possessed, everyone knew he had refined two demon spirits.

Now, this sinister aura belonged to one of those demon spirits.

It was Lin Feng’s lifebound demon spirit.

Lin Feng’s special ability was the innate skill of that demon spirit.

Previously, when Lin Feng erupted, even without entering the demon transformation state, this sinister aura appeared.

Compared to others, Bing was feeling this sinister aura for the first time, making him more afraid and shocked.

Before he could react, an arm was already close to the soul sea area of his abdomen.

Even before it truly touched, an extremely cold, bloody aura enveloped his entire body in an instant.

At this moment, Bing felt as if his blood was about to solidify, instilling a sense of fear.

And the blood-colored scarecrow in his soul sea felt the same.

Once struggling fiercely, resisting the erosion of soul power, the blood-colored scarecrow was now trembling and its resistance weakening.

Suppressing the shock in his heart, Bing hurriedly seized the moment to refine the demon spirit.

As part of the alliance, he knew Lin Feng’s special ability had side effects; the sooner he refined, the fewer the side effects for Lin Feng.

Listening to the subdued breathing, everyone felt somewhat tense.

They were worried for Bing.

The blood-colored scarecrow was too precious; if it failed, there would be no second chance.

If successfully refined, Bing would soar, and his ability would be significant to the alliance.

"It’s done."

Five minutes later, an exclamation of joy announced the successful refinement.

At this moment, Bing’s face was filled with joy.

"Congratulations!"

"You’re in luck, kid, you’re going to thrive."

"Next time Yu Qiao acts up, you can directly take him on."

Seeing Bing successfully refine it, everyone congratulated him.

"Thank you, everyone!"

Bing sincerely thanked them.

Joining Lin Feng’s team changed his tragic fate.

"Perhaps I can shave my head."

Bing thought to himself.

Refining the blood-colored scarecrow not only enhanced his strength but also gave Bing more confidence.

"Ye Qiu, start first."

Lin Feng said, still maintaining the Nightmare Possession form.

"Better not. With the Thorny Demon Dragon’s level advantage, refining...."

Ye Qiu said with his eyes covered.

"Crack..."

Before he finished speaking, a crisp sound resounded, and the demon-sealing soul artifact in Ye Qiu’s hand began to crack and was directly crushed by Lin Feng.

Grabbing the demon spirit that tried to escape, Lin Feng directly placed it into Ye Qiu’s soul sea area.

"Start, if you have the ability, refine it yourself," Lin Feng said.

Ye Qiu showed a wry smile, stopped talking, and with the demon spirit already in his soul sea, there was no option to give up.

"Succeeded!"

Five minutes later, Ye Qiu said with a smile.

He succeeded with his talent, without Lin Feng’s help.

"Congratulations! Congratulations!"

"The Thorny Demon Dragon is indeed fierce!"

Everyone marveled that the Divine Level Demon Spirit was indeed different, not only was the soul skill absorbed successfully, but it only took five minutes, the level advantage was too obvious.

"Next is Yun Kai."

Lin Feng said.

Yun Kai stood still in place, seeing this, Lin Feng also directly crushed the Demon-Sealing Soul Artifact and sent the Demon Spirit into Yun Kai’s Soul Sea.

An hour later, Lin Feng exited the Nightmare Possession state, the evil and cold aura gradually dissipated.

Except for Huang Tianze and Yu Qiao, the rest successfully absorbed their soul skills.

Ye Qiu and Yun Kai successfully absorbed it by their own strength, whereas the others needed Lin Feng’s help.

"Serves you right for being arrogant, your talent isn’t all that, you just got lucky last time absorbing a transformation, and you thought you were unstoppable. Now you’ve been put in your place."

Zhan Tianyu said with a smile.

"Dammit, what’s this got to do with talent? Didn’t Old Huang also fail to absorb? I just had bad luck."

Yu Qiao said in dissatisfaction, feeling like his heart was bleeding.

Absorption failure meant losing billions.

"Alright, his heart is already bleeding, why are you guys still provoking him?"

Ye Qiu said with a smile.

Even with Lin Feng’s assistance, there was still a possibility of failure.

It’s just that the chances were lower.

Without Lin Feng’s aid, at most one-third of them could successfully absorb the soul skills, and that was under the premise that they were absorbing high-level soul skills.

"He was too arrogant, can’t blame Tianyu for provoking him."

Yun Tianqi said with a smile.

Luckily, his luck was good. He absorbed a Divine Level soul skill this time, which was valued ten times more than Yu Qiao’s Demon Spirit. If he failed, he might have cried out loud.

"Just wait and see."

Yu Qiao clenched his fists, speaking through gritted teeth.

His strength was initially weaker than Yun Tianqi, but with the transformation, he could still exchange a few moves with Yun Tianqi. Even if he couldn’t win, he could still escape.

But now Yun Tianqi also possessed a Divine Level soul skill, making him stronger. If he kept trash-talking, he would definitely get beaten up harshly.

Yun Tianqi wouldn’t go easy on him.

Compared to Yu Qiao, Huang Tianze, although he also failed to refine the Demon Spirit, didn’t have much of a reaction and appeared much more composed.

For a Demon Spirit Master, soul skills are more important than women.

Sure, it hurt, but he had family support, and as the most talented member of the family, his resources far exceeded those of Yang Ningbing and could even compete with Zhan Tianyu.

If he failed, he could try again.

He had the confidence to attempt it again.

At this moment, everyone was still blindfolded, as Lin Feng’s aura hadn’t dissipated yet. During their idle chatter, no one noticed that something was off with Lin Feng’s state.

"What’s wrong?"

Lin Feng’s expression was extremely serious. Although he had exited the Nightmare Possession state, he felt particularly stiff.

He was horrified to find a blood-red pattern on his arm, with small red spots, looking particularly horrifying.

Lin Feng lifted his clothes, noticing the same blood-red patterns on his abdomen, similar to Yun Kai’s state in Demon Transformation, spread like meridians across his body.

The red was constantly merging into the patterns, making them even darker red.

"Is the assimilation deepening?"

Lin Feng’s face looked grim.

This had never happened before; he hadn’t felt anything unusual during the refinement process.

If there had been something unusual, Lin Feng would have been alert.

"You all take off the blindfolds and go outside." Lin Feng suppressed the unease in his heart and quickly said.

"What’s wrong?"

Yun Kai was slightly stunned and asked worriedly.

As usual, after successfully absorbing soul skills, everyone would gather for a celebratory meal.

Besides, haven’t the soul skills already been absorbed?

Why still wear blindfolds?

Why does that sinister aura still linger?

"Just go outside directly."

Lin Feng’s tone was indifferent, a bit impatient.

But it was precisely this impatience in his tone that made everyone even more confused, and Yun Kai had a bad premonition.

He directly removed his blindfold.

What met his eyes was Lin Feng’s entire body covered in blood-red patterns, everywhere, even on his face.

"Brother Feng."

Yun Kai urgently called out, and the others also quickly removed their blindfolds. Seeing Lin Feng’s condition, their eyes were filled with shock and worry.

A stabbing pain like needles bursting through made Lin Feng’s expression distorted; at this moment, he could no longer care about Yun Kai and the others.

The piercing pain spread throughout his body, as if every inch of his flesh and blood was being pierced by fine needles, and while piercing, it seemed like his blood was coagulating.

"Ah..."

With a roar, dark red energy frantically surged around Lin Feng, under everyone’s shocked gaze, transforming into a ghost shadow like a phantom, enveloping Lin Feng entirely.

This dark red ghost shadow was three meters high, swaying as if it had consciousness, seeming to break free from Lin Feng’s restraint.

Sharp howls echoed in the room, filled with murderous intent and madness.

In Lin Feng’s pitch-black pupils, two dark red vortices continued to spin, looking extraordinarily sinister and violent at the same time.

A shocking evil and cold aura suddenly burst forth from Lin Feng, making everyone tremble, enveloping them in a fearful and uneasy atmosphere.

Yun Kai looked up at the giant ghost shadow, his eyes filled with terror and shock.

They finally saw Lin Feng’s Lifebound Demon Spirit.

But what was this three-meter-tall ghost shadow?

Why did it emit such a powerful spiritual wave and seem to have its own consciousness?

"Ghost Type?"

Ye Qiu looked up, his heartbeat racing, accompanied by those lantern-like rotating bloody pupils, feeling nothing but fear and shock.

Not just him, even the Thorny Demon Dragon in his Soul Sea felt the same.

Was this the existence that even Divine Level Demon Spirits feared?

Could it be the Celestial Chart Demon Spirit?

But could the Celestial Chart make the Thorny Demon Dragon feel fear?

"Quick..."

The pitch-black eyes were gradually covered by red, endless killing intent and the emotions of grief and world-weariness entangled Lin Feng, shielding his consciousness. At this moment, Lin Feng’s face was pale, his whole body trembling. 𝒻𝘳ℯℯ𝑤ℯ𝒷𝘯ℴ𝓋ℯ𝘭.𝑐ℴ𝑚

Because he heard a low whisper: "You are mine..."