The blood from the corpses on the ground was still flowing. Due to death, the replication effect disappeared, and the appearance of the middle-aged man had already reverted to Xia Feng’s face and body.
Confirming that Xia Feng was indeed dead, the Earl still warily looked around, suddenly feeling a chill on the back of his neck.
As his pupils contracted tightly, the silver pendant on his neck shattered with a bang, and a faint purple light circle appeared, repelling the figure that suddenly appeared behind him.
*Quite a few good things.* Xia Feng thought to himself, forced to retreat to a distance.
After exiting the Nirvana state, he chose to form his physical body behind the Earl. Numerous pale flames appeared out of thin air, instantly converging into a humanoid shape. However, the Earl reacted quickly, directly using his trump card to push him away, giving him no chance of a successful sneak attack.
Xia Feng glanced at his bare body. With a thought, the Vermilion Bird Demonic Armor transformed into a white tuxedo, covering his body.
The Earl turned around, looked at Xia Feng, then at the identical corpse on the ground, his expression darkening slightly.
He had clearly sensed it. The spirit pressure Xia Feng released when sneak-attacking him had actually reached the Third-stage?!
He was already astonished by the leap from First-stage to Second-stage, and now it was Third-stage?
Was this a joke?
Impossible.
Even if Xia Feng were a genius, it was absolutely impossible for him to advance from First-stage to Third-stage in a month!
“Who exactly are you?” the Earl stared intently at Xia Feng.
Xia Feng felt the colossal spirit pressure surging within his soul, like a pond suddenly becoming a vast sea, instantly overwhelming the dam. He felt filled with power, capable of destroying the heavens and earth!
*I died.*
*Then I came back to life~ and got stronger!* Xia Feng felt that the Vermilion Bird Demonic Armor’s ability was truly excellent, much more useful than the Forest Scepter.
Xia Feng smiled and waved, greeting, “Hello there~ Lord Earl, I am Xia Feng’s younger brother, Xia Ye~”
“Younger brother?” The Earl’s face turned grim. Was this brat treating him like a fool? The elder brother was already Second-stage, and the younger brother was now an even greater genius at Third-stage?
But before he could say anything, he saw Xia Feng flick the blood-flame-covered saber and shout with a cold face:
“Lister! You killed my own brother, I will make you pay with blood!”
The Earl’s expression changed slightly. His figure dispersed into purple petals and he quickly retreated.
He had grown up in luxury, rarely practicing close-quarters martial arts techniques. Most of the Spirit Robes he learned were for long-range attacks.
Therefore, he was a standard mage. As a fellow Third-stage Spirit Master, he dared not engage in close combat with others lightly.
*Swish swish—*
The two figures darted around in the space, purple petals fleeing ahead, while Xia Feng, with pale flames and feathers flashing on his shoulder blades, chased after him like a white lightning bolt.
Xia Feng found that even with the Thunder Sky Step, the Two-tails, and the Vermilion Bird Feather Flame, he couldn’t catch up to this guy.
*Damn it, what kind of Spirit Robe did this guy learn? His speed is so outrageous!* Xia Feng was numb. This Earl was too good at surviving. At this terrifying speed, it was at least a B-grade speed-type Spirit Robe.
He guessed the Earl had learned it specifically for self-preservation.
*”Boom boom boom boom!!!”*
Seeing that he couldn’t catch up to the Earl, Xia Feng directly hurled skills from behind. Dense, curved blood waves intertwined and surged, and the entire enclosed house collapsed again, rumbling—
Smoke and dust mingled with flames.
Xia Feng felt that if he were in his current state fighting Mu Qingtong, he could completely dominate that little witch!
Yes, the kind of domination where he’d take off her pants and spank her!
*World-Ending Witch? Nothing special~*
His mentality inflated, he suddenly felt like finding the little witch to spar with.
[Spirit pressure has reached Third-stage (Rebirth State: can be maintained for 30 minutes)]
[Replication Slot +1]
[Current Replication Slots: 2+1 (Upon exiting Rebirth State, the Spirit Artifact in this slot will be temporarily sealed and unable to be used)]
[Current Spirit Artifact Slots: Forest Scepter (C), Vermilion Bird Demonic Armor (B)]
[No Replicable Spirit Artifacts Currently]
Unfortunately, the Earl had no Spirit Artifacts, not even an N-level one awakened. What a letdown. [Linkage: 88% 89%]
Seeing that he couldn’t catch up at all, Xia Feng stopped and couldn’t be bothered to chase further. The Earl seized the opportunity, opened his Boundless Field, and quickly leaped into the protected area of the field before closing the barrier behind him.
Sighing in relief, the Earl turned back, his gaze fixed on the man in the distance.
He finally understood. This incredibly eerie fellow was still that brat named Xia! He just didn’t know what method he used to possess two physical bodies?
And the second body could achieve even greater spirit pressure?
This made him think of Mr. Eight’s Vermilion Bird Demonic Armor, but Mr. Eight’s Demonic Armor could enhance spirit pressure by one level after destruction.
If the physical body was destroyed, then he would truly die, with no spirit pressure enhancement.
Xia Feng’s current state seemed even more outrageous and bizarre, not quite like Mr. Eight’s Vermilion Bird Demonic Armor.
As he pondered, the Earl’s thoughts became increasingly confused. He couldn’t understand, not in a million ways.
But there was one thing he understood: this brat named Xia must die!
A perverted genius like him, who appeared to be a First-stage little Spirit Master but actually possessed Third-stage strength, should be nipped in the bud and not allowed to grow!
“I have to say, Xia Feng, you have indeed surprised me greatly.”
The Earl picked up the Mushroom, looked at Xia Feng, and chuckled, “So rest assured, after I complete the Birth ritual, I will come and deal with you to uncover your secrets.”
!
[Linkage: 92% 93%]
Xia Feng blinked, remained silent, and quietly watched the Earl bring the Mushroom to a giant instrument.
The instrument’s cabin resembled a hollow circle like a Ferris wheel. The Earl opened the cabin door and placed the Mushroom onto the human frame inside. The Mushroom glared angrily and struggled, but to no avail.
*Click, click—* The alloy locks on her limbs and neck were fastened, and the cabin door slammed shut.
Since Xia Feng was unexpectedly outrageous and powerful, the Earl naturally didn’t bother dealing with him personally and instead reverted to the backup plan.
It would just take a bit longer.
At the bottom of this cabin instrument was sealed an extremely rare dream calamity brain, scientifically known as a Dream Weaver.
To control this brain and make it obey him, and to ensure the dream was stable and realistic, he had his researchers conduct numerous experiments, finally creating this instrument that perfectly controlled the Dream Weaver.
While adjusting the instrument on the control panel, the Earl looked up at Xia Feng, who stood outside with a curious gaze. He smiled lightly.
“What, what are you waiting for? Aren’t you going to escape now?”
“Ah?”
Xia Feng looked up, confused, “Why should I escape?”
The middle-aged man smiled and said, “Once I obtain the Princess Consort’s pledge, it will be too late for you to escape.”
“Mmm, that makes a lot of sense.” Xia Feng rubbed his chin but showed no haste on his face. He said slowly, “But even if I escape, I imagine Lord Earl would do everything you could to catch and kill me, right?”
“You know me quite well.”
The Earl’s lips curved, his smile gentle, “But geniuses always get preferential treatment. I will only kill you, not your family.”
“.Then I really must thank you~”
[Linkage: 96% 97%]
The Earl pushed all the levers on the control panel to the top and looked up, saying, “Oh, I suddenly remembered something. The engagement between you and Mu Qingtong was also approved by me.”
A hint of playful mockery appeared in the middle-aged man’s gentle smile. “Don’t worry, kid. After you die, I will make proper arrangements for your fiancée. After all, I still have a few unmarried adopted sons.”
Xia Feng no longer had time to heed the Earl’s provocations, as he felt a soul pathway, mysteriously established with the Princess Consort, rapidly expanding and becoming incredibly clear.
[Linkage: 99%]
