"I see..." Lin Feng seemed unchanged. "I wonder what you've figured out?"

“Of course.” Tamiya Ryoko raised her hand again, and countless tiny, invisible tentacles swept around, cutting space into millions of threads before pointing at Lin Feng.

The peaceful conversation seemed to have come to an end, and Tamiya Ryoko's body, like a swirling storm of blades, completely lost its human form.

But soon, Tamiya Ryoko's face appeared faintly in the blade in front of Lin Feng, as if the blade's light had accidentally combined to form her face, attracting Lin Feng's attention and leaving several shocking wounds on his body.

Ryoko Tamiya, a person who is not human at all, perfectly demonstrates the willpower that is devoid of any concept of humanity.

Lin Feng's chest wound twitched for a moment. It was as if the wound had grown onto his body, unable to heal or be eliminated. He could only gouge it out and let it heal again here.

Wound?

No, Tamiya Ryoko has no concept of wounds or healing; her will negates all human understanding, and these words and concepts do not exist.

Lin Feng raised the Demon Blade, and several sharp, long horns immediately slammed into the slender blade tentacles that were approaching again.

Bang bang bang!

Lin Feng stepped forward, and Tamiya Ryoko turned around to greet him.

Countless rays of light streaked past, and the two parted ways, speaking, leaving behind countless indelible "constant truths" in this space.

Lin Feng raised his arm, the tiny wounds on it seeming to be writing something, invading his body in an incomprehensible way.

Only when these wounds formed a certain loop did a brief prompt appear in his eyes.

"The World's Scars"

In that instant, he accepted the existence of the scar, as if it were something he was meant to have, rather than a scar torn open by Tamiya Ryoko.

But he was perfectly aware that this was a distorted force that twisted will and mind.

This power is different from the power obtained from Xie Shengxie. It contains an unusually obvious tendency, unlike the peaceful intent hidden in the power of Xie Shengxie.

Immediately afterwards, Lin Feng cut off his own arm.

It was as if an arm had been cut off from his soul, the scars removed, and a new arm had grown, an arm completely different from the original one.

Meanwhile, Tamiya Ryoko, who was being attacked, slowly spat out a lively, sharp horn from her mouth and crushed it.

The sharp horn shattered rapidly, and several parasitic chunks of flesh twitched unwillingly inside for a moment before finally dying. But the orthodox life form continued to gestate within her, giving birth to countless bizarre parasitic beasts with long horns.

Things only calmed down after she killed all of these children, who were essentially her and Lin Feng's children.

"You're just as disgusting as Xie Shengxie." Tamiya Ryoko spat out several more sharp horns. As if she were performing a cesarean section on Lin Feng, she tore open her own body and dug out everything related to horns.

"This power was originally obtained from him." Lin Feng didn't care. The final effect of those four different truths was just this: a cycle of life, no longer the fighting and killing.

"But is he like me?" Lin Feng asked tentatively, and then casually slashed the demonic blade at the other's body again.

"Same?"

With some doubt, Tamiya Ryoko rushed into Lin Feng's side like a madwoman, and with her backhand, she cut countless scars around Lin Feng.

In a fleeting moment, Lin Feng seemed like a life born from a scar, forgetting everything about himself, his soul swallowed by the scar.

But in the next instant, an unyielding aura arose from his body, dispelling all forces that attempted to distort his mind.

"How are they the same?"

Lin Feng suddenly reached out, grabbed Tamiya Ryoko's knife, and yanked it down hard into his arms.

"Hahahaha, it's different." Tamiya Ryoko conjured a few human figures with her knife in front of him, the sound of the blade cutting leaving a scar-like echo in Lin Feng's ears, as she answered, word by word: "He's a madman!"

Is Xie Shengxie a madman?

Lin Feng clenched his fists tightly, listening intently to the other person's words, and continued to ask, "So, do you think he's a madman?"

"he..."

A massive blade-like appendage rose from behind Amamiya Ryoko, and her reply resonated from the descending appendage, each inch of its length representing a single word of her response.

"you..."

"You'll know next time!!!"

Click!

The blade struck Lin Feng's shoulder, and Lin Feng's demonic blade pierced the blade's edge. The two held each other tightly, motionless, emitting countless terrifying echoes in the void.

Click!

After an unknown amount of time, an even denser wave of crimson energy rose from the red earth. Lin Feng finally threw away the Heavenly Palace Liangzi in his hand and tore off the scar on his shoulder.

"What a pity," Lin Feng said.

“I can’t kill you,” Tamiya Ryoko added.

As soon as she finished speaking, Tamiya Ryoko flew towards the floating island without looking back: "What happened?"

“It’s Si Tao.” Esdeath was no stranger to this power; this crimson sea of ​​blood could only have come from Si Tao, as reported in the intelligence.

"Start the next phase immediately," Tamiya Ryoko said directly to Esdeath. "There's no time."

"Hmm?" Esdeath's gaze immediately turned serious: "You can't kill him?"

“He’s more difficult than I expected; I can’t find a weakness in his willpower,” Tamiya Ryoko said. “Next time… it won’t be so simple.”

Simple?

Esdeath's gaze traversed the cosmos, and her pupils constricted when she saw Lin Feng returning to the wrecked part of the ship.

On the ship at that moment, before Tiberius could walk towards Lin Feng, Si Zang snatched the seat and grabbed Lin Feng's shoulder hard: "Suibian, you're so powerful. I thought you were going to turn into a monster again."

"Just a coincidence," Lin Feng replied tactfully, but before they could say anything more, Tiberius summoned a ray of spiritual light from his hand and blocked their way.

What do you want to do?

Tiberius suppressed his rage and pointed to the sea of ​​red blood surging below.

In those few short moments, the demonic patterns on the ship were also being corroded. If Lin Feng hadn't stopped the participants in the workshop area, he would have taken action right now to demand an explanation!

“Us?” Lin Feng immediately stopped joking with Si Zang: “We’re just helping Qingmu make the furnace even more perfect... just like you guys.”

After saying that, Lin Feng pointed to the ships and then to the participants in the workshop area. Although they were fighting, their goals seemed to be the same.

Tiberius's anger subsided considerably, but it was quickly replaced by apprehension. The contract they had signed had become a burden, and might even render his preparations futile.

“Only by clearing away that tree of corpses can the furnace be reignited.” Tiberius suppressed his unease: “At this rate, the furnace will be devoured by them sooner or later.”

"Okay." Lin Feng nodded: "Leave the outside to Qingmu, we'll take action from the inside."

Tiberius's heart sank: "..."

If this continues... he's bound to fail...

The subspace has been destroyed by the participants in the Workshop District...

Just as Tiberius's thoughts began to flow, a series of spatial fluctuations suddenly spread from the distant black floating island, pulling all his thoughts towards it.