With a bite of the magic flower in his mouth, Lin Feng felt the replenishment of demonic power. Immediately, black flames wrapped around the third javelin, and it was released from his hand.
call out!
Just as the ninja in the suit was about to be pierced, a distorted color suddenly appeared around him, carrying his body away from the open space.
Did they leave, or did they hide?
Lin Feng tensed up, waiting for Hong Linggui to approach.
A few seconds later, Yu tore off the head of the slit-mouthed woman, turned her face, which was bleeding from all seven orifices, grabbed the slit-mouthed woman's large scissors, and strode toward Lin Feng.
"They're gone..."
There was still some uncertainty, but with Yu by his side, Lin Feng felt much more at ease.
The two walked back to the Onmyoji's corpse together. After the battle, Cao Zhengkang's car was still intact. Cao Zhengkang was lying face down under the seat, with only a scraped head.
His lover was curled up in the trunk, but his younger brother was the only one affected. Because he was close to the explosion, he hit his head and bled profusely.
call!
The fire on the younger brother's car intensified, and Lin Feng tentatively turned over the Onmyoji's corpse, a sense of apprehension creeping into his heart. Having survived the tNT explosion head-on, if given the chance to unleash their full power, even a few of them wouldn't stand a chance.
At this moment, Lin Feng looked at the headless body of the Slit-Mouthed Woman standing upright. Without the blessing of the Onmyoji, this ghost did not last more than a few moves in Yu's hands. However, for this kind of strange creature, cutting off its head is not true death.
Is it because you're afraid of jade?
Lin Feng didn't pay much attention to it after his initial guess, while Yu really liked the large pair of scissors they had seized and kept them in her hand.
When a participant dies, the contracted ghost does not disappear into thin air, but becomes an independent entity. It may either go out of control, escape, or even integrate into this world and become a part of it.
"Is it possible to extract his soul?"
Lin Feng pointed at the corpse, his eyes warily scanning his surroundings, and cautiously questioned Yu.
After sniffing the corpse for a while, the latter opened his palm and reached down to grab the head.
She pulled out a phantom soul, and could vaguely see some of its appearance in its previous life.
If the soul is strong enough, will the Nightmare Space make a death determination upon physical death? What if one day, no longer wanting to survive in the Nightmare Space, one could enter another world and commit suicide...?
I'm afraid that's impossible.
Lin Feng dismissed the idea; it was too early to think about these things now.
“Wadashiva...Su…”
He only understood one sentence... Lin Feng reached out to stop Yu and took out his backpack from the inventory on his wrist, rummaging through it.
The list provided by Louis includes a translator.
Soon, Lin Feng was ready to provide simultaneous interpretation.
"My name is Suga Meixi Hui, I am 32 years old, and I am a member of the third Asian group of Yin Yang Liu."
“Born with a disability, he developed muscle atrophy at the age of 26... At the age of 28, he entered a local shrine and studied Yin-Yang School under his master.”
"Scammed into marriage at 30..."
"Committed suicide at the age of 32 in the forest of Aokigahara...entered the Slit-Mouthed Woman..."
It was the same self-narration, but this time Lin Feng sensed something was wrong as he listened. After entering the nightmare world, the other party did not experience any transactions, but instead awakened related abilities directly based on their original knowledge.
"Returning to the Nightmare Space, joining the Yin-Yang Flow Asia Third Group, obtaining the Mission World Team Scroll, awaiting member assignment... Entering the second mission world, Biohazard: Deterioration..."
"Squad member assignments successful. Ninja Chen Qingshu, team formed successfully. Using a special contract scroll, forcibly entering the world of the Mysterious Silk..."
Aside from those who want to indulge themselves and eke out a living in the Nightmare Space, most people will choose a world where they can earn Nightmare Points after completing the first world to complete their initial self-improvement.
Choosing to force entry means you've set your sights on something in this world.
Mengjie Sponge, or that ghost mother and child.
"Eight mandatory participants: three from Southeast Asia (Bian Da, Bian Er, and Bian San), and another team of three..."
"Bian Da raised eight evil spirits; I can't beat him..."
"Bian Er is introverted, but also dangerous."
"Bian San took the Mengjie Sponge. They promised to give us a part of the sponge when the mission was completed, on the condition that we teach them how to use magic to control the core of the ghost."
"That brat is spawning a ghostly realm; it's too dangerous..."
“I didn’t agree, but I did agree to help him guard the female ghost.”
"Master said to be wary of anyone who tries to uncover the core secrets of the Yin-Yang Flow technique..."
"Yin Yang Flow..."
Lin Feng listened intently, even sitting down from his squatting position. This Yin-Yang Master was far more reliable than that foul-mouthed Feng Guangquan. While others were discussing how to maximize the mission's success, Feng Guangquan's mind was only on hot Taiwanese girls...
But at that moment, seemingly when it came to some core secrets of the Yin-Yang Flow, Suga Mingxi Hui's voice stopped. The remnant soul, which should have been devoid of any emotion, suddenly became ferocious and began to twist violently.
"Bang!"
In less than a second, the remnant soul shattered, turning into a pool of black mist that flowed away from Yu's palm without warning.
What's going on? Lin Feng looked at Yu in confusion, while Yu looked back at him with even more confusion in her extremely pure eyes, as if asking him what he had done.
“...”
"Is it because the soul is too fragile to withstand questioning?"
Lin Feng gave a casual remark and got up to walk towards Cao Zhengkang's car.
Is it a restriction placed deep within the soul?
If the core secrets of the Onmyoji are revealed, their souls will shatter.
The Yin-Yang Flow Asia Third Group—this name contains many hidden meanings, even more intimidating than Ghost Shadow. One group seems to have only a few dozen members at most, while the other, after reciting the prefixes, makes it seem as if the entire Asia is under the Yin-Yang Flow.
If we consider the time Nightmare Space has existed, this organization must have been around for a very long time, and may even be training some participants in reality, which is really intimidating.
In fact, he had long suspected that the Nightmare Space did not appear in an instant, but he didn't know how those who entered earlier had fared.
Upon reaching the car, the headless body, still standing upright with its split jaws, seemed to sense Lin Feng's approach and kindly stepped back.
However, Lin Feng was not just passing by; he took out his Yin Wood Sword and thrust it forward.
He wanted to see if the Yin Wood Sword would work on this thing.
Japanese ghost stories don't have clear distinctions; beings like the Slit-Mouthed Woman are neither ghosts nor demons, and also give the feeling of a dead person becoming a "spirit."
Just then, Lin Feng drew the Nine Stars of the Big Dipper Yin Wood Sword, but as his gaze swept over the nine stars on the blade, he inexplicably infused it with demonic power.
Having just experienced the crisis of the detonating tag, he realized that the Demon Hand was not the foolproof operation given by the Nightmare Space. Although he could not currently form skills on his own, it was not difficult to use his mental power to drive demonic power into the carrier to assist in the attack.
The blade, which should have been gleaming and cold, was suddenly stained with an ominous black aura. Before he could stab the slit-mouthed woman, she knelt down on the ground first.
Lin Feng touched his cheek; he seemed to have discovered some incredible secret.
After a brief moment, Lin Feng looked at the Slit-Mouthed Woman again: "How about we have someone deliver it to this unfinished building? The Nanyang people don't know that Suga Mingxi Hui is dead. Eight ghosts... and a ghost realm that could be fully formed at any moment... Forget it, going in is just suicide."
That ninja in the suit must have really escaped...
However... Lin Feng flicked the floating eerie threads in front of him, the doubt in his eyes gradually disappeared, and a smile appeared on his lips.
"They're gone."
Lin Feng called to Lai Yu, threw the two people out of Cao Zhengkang's car, got into the driver's seat, turned the key, stepped on the gas, and drove off in the opposite direction under the cover of night.
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