In an instant, a dazzling golden halo appeared out of thin air in Chen Feng's mind.
The halo resembled a golden sun, radiating a dazzling light that was almost too bright to look directly at.
It sped toward the blood-red figure with lightning speed, as if it possessed a spirit.
The moment the golden halo touched the blood-red figure, a strange resonance occurred between them.
Immediately afterwards, the halo tightly enveloped the blood-red figure, like an incredibly sturdy cage, trapping it firmly.
The imprisoned crimson figure struggled desperately, trying to break free from the golden halo.
However, no matter how hard it tried, it could not budge an inch.
At the same time, the golden halo emitted bursts of intense heat, gradually melting the blood-red figure's body.
As time went by, the blood-red figure grew weaker and weaker, and its originally ferocious and terrifying face gradually became distorted and deformed.
Finally, under the continuous erosion of the golden halo, it completely dissipated into nothingness, leaving only a faint trace of bloody aura slowly drifting away in the air.
"Ah, what the hell is this?" Gudrakaimen's figure struggled to its feet, letting out a shrill scream.
In the courtyard, after that drop of slave blood entered Chen Feng's mind, his body went limp. The messenger immediately had Yao Xue'er and Han Qingzi help him to the bed in the room, and then a group of people sat and waited nearby.
When Gudrakaimen roared and screamed in Chen Feng's mind, Chen Feng also screamed. The envoy nodded when he saw this, thinking that this was modifying Chen Feng's body.
However, they did not know that in Chen Feng's mind, the figure of Gudrakaimen was becoming weaker and weaker, and his will was transforming into pure spiritual power, while the slave blood was transforming into golden blood and merging into Chen Feng's body.
At the same time, Chen Feng watched many things from Gudrakaimen's memories as if he were watching a movie, including some things about the Western Blood God Cult headquarters and some things about the Blood God Cult within the Great Xia territory.
Chen Feng then realized that the Devouring Mystic Technique had undergone another mutation. When devouring remnant souls and wills, it could actually read a portion of the other party's memories and learn some secrets from them.
After an unknown amount of time, Chen Feng had completely absorbed the slave blood and will of Gudrakaimen, and his mental strength increased by 12 points, while his golden blood was refined into fifty drops, resulting in a significant improvement in his strength.
Not only that, but his experience with the Devouring Mystic Technique also increased by 3,000 points, and its power also improved. Furthermore, his cultivation level reached the peak of the seventh rank.
"Your Excellency, why hasn't Chen Feng woken up yet?" Yao Xue'er asked hesitantly after everyone had been waiting in the room for at least half an hour.
"Yes, will he have any problems? After all, he has the blood of the Earl's slave. Can Chen Feng handle it?" Han Qingzi asked nervously.
The reason they care about Chen Feng is that once he successfully integrates with the slave blood and joins them, they will be rewarded for bringing him in, and at the same time, they will be able to maintain a good relationship with Chen Feng. They believe that if Chen Feng becomes successful in the future, he will definitely not forget them.
"Probably not. But I'm not clear about the situation of fusing count slave blood, because I only fused with viscount slave blood myself," the envoy said, shaking his head.
"Thank you for your concern, I'm fine." Just then, Chen Feng spoke in a hoarse voice. This was mainly because Gudrakaimen's screams had affected Chen Feng, making his voice hoarse as well.
"Chen Feng, how are you feeling? Have you finished fusing with the slave blood? Has your strength improved?" The envoy stood up instantly and asked warily.
"I've now broken through to the seventh-grade martial artist level." Chen Feng stood up, and his aura surged instantly, jumping from the peak of the eighth grade to the peak of the seventh grade. The powerful pressure caused the others to retreat.
"Greetings, Lord Blood Slave."
Upon sensing the oppressive aura emanating from Chen Feng, everyone except the envoy knelt down respectfully, bowing their heads in homage. They were filled with envy, for this was a meteoric rise to power.
"Why aren't you kneeling?" Chen Feng turned to the Blood God's Messenger and asked coldly.
“I am an envoy, and I only kneel before vampires of the sixth rank or above. Moreover, although your cultivation has been raised to the seventh rank, you have not transformed, nor have you revealed any blood aura. Have you fused with slave blood?” The envoy shook his head and then asked in confusion.
"Of course not. That drop of slave blood was simply digested by me and transformed into golden blood," Chen Feng said calmly.
"What? You didn't become a blood slave? How is that possible?" The envoy was shocked and took several steps back, asking in disbelief. The others also stood up and retreated behind the envoy.
"Because I am a genius. Since I am a genius, of course I have some secrets of my own. How could a mere drop of slave blood of a mid-grade earl be able to transform me? However, now it is your turn. Will you surrender or resist?" Chen Feng said with a cold laugh.
"Attack together, kill him!" the Blood God's messenger shouted, and two balls of blood-red flames instantly ignited in his hands as he attacked Chen Feng.
PS:
Name: Chen Feng
Qi and Blood: 185.1 (January 19th)
Mental strength: 224.9
Realm: Peak Rank 7 Martial Artist, Early Rank 6 Spiritual Mind Master
Technique:
Level B: Five Elements Stance Training (Perfect)
Martial arts:
S-Rank: Devouring Mystic Technique (Advanced Level, Minor Success) 8828/
Rank A: Sealing Wolf Sword Technique (Minor Success 3266/)
Rank B: Sword Qi Storm (Mastery 5288/), Horizontal Training Technique (Minor Mastery 6596/), Riding the Wind Technique (Mastery 5688/), Vajra Fist (Minor Mastery 5375/)
Rank C: Thousand Faces Technique (Perfect), Concealment Technique (Perfect), Spiritual Finger (Perfect)
Skills: Spirit Chef (Tier 7 Beginner 441/4000), Array Master (Tier 7 Beginner 428/4000)
Storage compartments: 10
Weapon: Fenglang Sword (A+)
experience:
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