Chapter 299 Reverse Absorption of Magic Power
"I am your Qingyu... What are you doing?"
"Hurry... let's become one!"
"Don't you want to ravage me?"
"Shut up!" Feng Yue's voice was like ice, instantly piercing the air and sending chills down one's spine.
He held a sharp dagger in his hand, which instantly pierced Qingyu's throat, and streams of dark green liquid gushed from the wound.
A look of pain crossed his face, then he burst into a sinister laugh. The laughter echoed through the empty hall, and then his figure vanished without a trace, leaving only a rotten, withered branch.
Feng Yue moved swiftly, retreating to a distance and cautiously surveying his surroundings.
Only then did he notice that a woman's face had appeared on the massive tree trunk inside the hall. Her face was pale, her eyes cold, and she let out a chilling laugh, saying, "Hmph, I didn't expect you to have some skill!"
Feng Yue's eyes narrowed, and he said coldly, "You were the one who was up to something just now!"
The woman sneered and said, "So what if it is? You weak humans are only fit to be our food!"
Feng Yue coldly surveyed his surroundings and then noticed a corner filled with scattered, white bones. He wondered how many people it had harmed.
"Oh? So that's what it is."
Suddenly, the Demon Lord's voice rang in his ears, igniting a firestorm of rage within him. So this guy had been watching the show all along!
Feng Yue said coldly, "You seem quite leisurely, sir?"
Hearing that he had stopped stuttering, the Demon Lord teased, "He didn't say anything wrong, did he? You cowardly brat, why don't you dare admit it?"
Feng Yue's expression grew even colder, and he snapped, "Shut up!"
"Hey! You little rascal, getting cocky, huh?!"
Feng Yue remained silent with a cold face. After a moment of stalemate, the Demon Lord sighed, realizing that he had touched a nerve with Qing Yu and probably really angered him. He coughed lightly and said, "I really didn't mean to. I was just testing you. If you can't even break through this little illusion technique, what will you do in the future?"
Hearing his words, Feng Yue's anger subsided considerably. Looking at the giant tree in front of him, he asked in confusion, "What exactly is it?"
The Demon Lord thought for a moment and said, "It's called Illusion Grass. This kind of thing is often seen in the Demon Realm. Its branches and leaves can emit a fragrance that causes hallucinations, thus allowing it to hunt down enemies."
Feng Yue looked up at the tree in front of him, which had already broken through the roof of the main hall, and asked in astonishment, "You call this grass?"
The Demon Lord smiled and said, "Well... it is indeed a bit strange, but plants can also cultivate and develop intelligence by absorbing the essence of the sun and moon, it's just that it takes them a long time."
After thinking for a moment, Feng Yue said, "Let's cut it down so it won't harm others."
"Cut it down?" The Demon Lord looked at the towering grass and couldn't help but feel a little regretful. "It looks like it's about to take human form. Who knows, it might be a great beauty! If you take it back, you won't have to have those erotic dreams every day."
Upon hearing his teasing, Feng Yue's expression darkened even further.
At this moment, tree roots that had spread from the ground blocked the entrance to the side hall.
"You have a pretty face, why don't you stay and become my male concubine, and I'll spare your life?" Illusionary Grass said with a wicked smile.
"Not interested," Feng Yue replied coldly.
"Hmph, you won't listen to reason, so you'll have to suffer the consequences! Well then, you'll stay here and become my nourishment!"
Suddenly, countless roots sprouted from the ground and tightly wrapped around him.
Just as it was about to enjoy the delicious meal that was about to be in its mouth, it suddenly felt something was wrong. It discovered that the magic power within its body was rapidly draining away.
To its horror, it discovered that Feng Yue was frantically absorbing its demonic energy, and in just a short while, it was already showing signs of depletion.
"No smoking!"
It cried out in panic, frantically shaking the roots that were wrapped around it, but found that the creature seemed to have latched onto it and it couldn't break free no matter what it did.
After a while, the leaves on the crown of the Illusion Grass began to wilt, and the leaves on the branches began to turn yellow and fall off.
However, Feng Yue showed no sign of stopping and continued to frantically absorb the magic power of the Illusionary Demon Grass.
"My lord, I was wrong! Please spare me!"
Knowing that things had come to this point, the Illusionary Demon Grass could no longer care about saving face and wisely begged for mercy.
However, at this moment, Feng Yue could not hear any sounds from the outside world. He was simply following the Demon Lord's guidance, drawing demonic power into his body, and beginning to cultivate his demonic arts.
The Demon Lord watched as his cultivation level steadily increased, a look of satisfaction appearing in his eyes. "This kid is not bad! If he can refine this demonic power, he might be able to break through to the Nascent Soul stage directly!"
However, his rapid ascent was tantamount to forcing growth, and the Demon Lord was well aware of this, so he spoke up to remind him: "Boy, that's enough, stop sucking."
Feng Yue remained silent with his eyes closed, continuing to frantically absorb the magic power of the Illusionary Demon Grass. The Demon Lord looked at him in surprise and couldn't help but call out softly a few times, "Hey kid, are you alright?"
Feng Yue still didn't answer him, but just closed his eyes and continued cultivating.
The Illusionary Demon Grass went from crying and pleading to anger, and then to despair and numbness, until it finally stopped when its body gradually withered away.
The once lush branches and leaves have withered and fallen one by one, a truly desolate sight.
Suddenly, the violent demonic power within the hall shattered the withered branches surrounding Feng Yue. Veins bulged on his forehead, and blood began to flow from his seven orifices.
"Oh no!" The Demon Lord was greatly alarmed upon seeing this. He had absorbed too much demonic power in one go, and this was a sign that his body was about to explode.
"Hey, you brat, why are you disobeying me!" the Demon Lord shouted anxiously.
Little did he know that this matter was beyond Feng Yue's control. A moment later, he suddenly opened his bloodshot eyes and uttered two words with difficulty: "Sea of Consciousness!"
"What?"
The Demon Lord frowned, seemingly sensing some unusual demonic power. Without hesitation, he immediately channeled his divine sense into his sea of consciousness and indeed discovered the anomaly.
Within his sea of consciousness, a crack suddenly appeared, and a large amount of demonic power surged towards it before abruptly closing and disappearing without a trace.
This situation made the Demon Lord extremely uneasy. How could he, a native, have stayed here for so long without discovering anything?
Although most of the magic was absorbed, a considerable amount remained in Feng Yue's body. It rammed wildly against his body, causing him to groan in pain.
"Hey kid, are you alright?"
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