He could no longer hold on and let out a heart-wrenching scream.
"ah--"
The next moment, the entire sea of consciousness trembled violently, and the originally broken sea of consciousness fell into complete darkness, even the raging fire of the inner demon solidified in mid-air.
"What's going on?"
Zhao Lingzhen turned around in surprise and confusion, and suddenly his whole body stiffened.
In the depths of absolute darkness, two points of scarlet light slowly lit up.
Just a quick glance made Zhao Lingzhen's evil soul feel like it was falling into an icy cave.
Zhao Lingzhen stepped back trembling, and found that the fire of his inner demon was flowing uncontrollably towards those eyes.
"This is……"
He was shocked to find that the inner demon fire he had released was flowing back uncontrollably.
Those filthy flames rushed madly towards a certain direction deep in the sea of consciousness like rivers flowing into the sea.
In the darkness, two scarlet lights slowly lit up, like two blood moons rising from the abyss.
"What monster?!"
Zhao Lingzhen's demonic soul trembled violently, and the instinctive fear made him want to escape immediately.
But the two blood-red rays had already locked onto him, and an ancient, desolate, and terrifying aura instantly enveloped his entire sea of consciousness.
The inner demon power that he was proud of was like a firefly to the bright moon in front of this aura.
boom--
The void exploded, and a towering Dharma image appeared.
It was a pitch-black figure, with a muscular body covered with dark golden ancient magic patterns.
The most terrifying thing was those eyes, pure scarlet, without pupils, only endless killing and destruction flowing in them.
"Demon Ancestor Rāhu?!"
Zhao Lingzhen let out a shrill scream. He had seen this image in the forbidden ancient books of the Xuandan Divine Realm.
How could the legendary fallen world-destroying demon god appear in Li Lingge's sea of consciousness?
Rāhu Dharmakāya remained silent and just slowly raised his right arm.
The thousands of netherworld chains wrapped around Li Lingge's soul shattered instantly, turning into black smoke and being inhaled by the Dharmakāya.
A simple action made Zhao Lingzhen feel that his existence was being denied. That was the body possession restriction set up by the four great God Emperors!
Li Lingge laughed out loud. There was an element of gambling in his part, but he gambled right.
He activated the Xuanyuan Sword again and again, and with the help of Luohou's power, he had already discovered something unusual.
Although he possessed the Chaos Dao Fruit and could stay awake, he could vaguely feel that there was something extra in his sea of consciousness.
This time, with Zhao Lingzhen's help, his guess was indeed confirmed.
If Zhao Ling really wanted to take over his body, he had to ask Luohou first whether he agreed.
"No, that's impossible!"
Zhao Lingzhen retreated frantically, but found that his demonic soul was disintegrating uncontrollably.
Strands of purple-black original power were forcibly stripped away and flowed towards the demon god's image like rivers flowing into the sea.
"Senior, spare my life!"
Zhao Lingzhen suddenly knelt in the void, his soul trembling violently and manifesting into a human form, kowtowing continuously.
"I didn't know this boy was related to you!"
Luo Hou's Dharma image remained silent, but his scarlet eyes moved slightly, staring coldly at the ant-like soul under his feet.
He slowly opened his palms, and his five fingers covered down like pillars of heaven.
"No! I am the third prince of the Xuandan Divine Realm, you can't—"
The cries for mercy stopped abruptly, and Rāhu Dharmakāya finally responded.
The scarlet eyes narrowed slightly, and the corners of the mouth formed a creepy arc.
This was Luohou's only expression, but it made Zhao Lingzhen completely despair.
Because he understood the meaning of that expression: the Demon Ancestor was enjoying his fear.
The next moment, Zhao Lingzhen felt as if the world was hanging upside down, and the next moment, his entire demon soul was grasped in that devil's hand.
He was horrified to find that the source of his inner demon, created with the help of the formation, was being savagely devoured, and his memories, cultivation, and even his existence itself were rapidly disappearing.
"Please, please spare me, Li Lingge, I am willing to be your slave!"
His soul began to become transparent, and his voice was as weak as a mosquito.
Obviously he knew that the Demon Ancestor Luohou would not let him go, so he could only beg for mercy from Li Lingge.
Just when Zhao Lingzhen thought that his soul was about to dissipate, Li Lingge suddenly spoke.
"I still have some use for him if I keep him."
As soon as these words were spoken, Li Lingge and Zhao Lingzhen could clearly feel the air pressure around them dropping very low.
However, the Demon Ancestor Rāhu still let go of his hand and allowed the weak soul to fall.
However, just when Zhao Lingzhen thought he had regained his freedom and wanted to escape from Li Lingge's sea of consciousness, several sounds of breaking through the air suddenly came.
Whoosh whoosh!
Zhao Lingzhen's eyes suddenly widened, and he saw the four soul-soothing nails instantly enlarged in front of his eyes.
The next moment, four soul-soothing nails pierced through his soul and nailed him firmly in his sea of consciousness.
At this time, Zhao Ling was really panicked because he had vaguely guessed Li Lingge's purpose.
"Li Lingge, if you let me go, I will immediately return to the Xuandan Divine Realm and never be your enemy again. I can swear an oath to the Heavenly Dao."
Li Lingge walked up to him and stepped on his face.
"It's too late to leave now."
His toes kept twisting, deforming Zhao Lingzhen's cheek.
"You don't really think I had no choice but to let you into the sea of consciousness?"
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