NOVPUBThe blood of the corpse on the ground was still flowing profusely. Due to death, the copying function had disappeared, and the visage of a middle-aged man had long reverted to that of Xia Feng’s face and body.
Having confirmed Xia Feng was indeed dead, the Prince remained on guard and surveyed his surroundings, suddenly feeling a chill at the back of his neck.
His pupils dilated as the silver pendant on his neck shattered with a bang, and a faint purple halo appeared, repelling the sudden shadow that had emerged behind him.
"Quite a nice collection of items you have..." Xia Feng thought grudgingly, as he was forced to retreat to a distance.
Having just exited the Nirvana State, he had chosen to materialize behind the Prince. Innumerable pale flames appeared out of nowhere, quickly forming a human figure, but the Prince reacted swiftly, using his trump card to send him flying without giving him a chance to launch a successful sneak attack.
Xia Feng glanced at his bare body and with a mere thought, the Vermilion Bird Demon Armor transformed into a white tailcoat, covering his figure.
The Prince turned around, looked at Xia Feng, and then at the identical body on the ground, his expression darkening slightly.
He could distinctly feel it—the Spiritual Pressure released by Xia Feng during the surprise attack had actually reached the Third Rank?!
Advancing from First Rank to Second Order was surprising enough, but now it had become Third Rank?
What a joke.
Impossible.
Even if Xia Feng was a genius, there was no way he could leap from First Rank to Third Rank in a single month!
"Who exactly are you?" the Prince asked, staring intently at Xia Feng.
Xia Feng, feeling the surging, tremendous Spiritual Pressure in his soul, felt like a pond suddenly becoming a lake, instantly breaking through the dam. He felt imbued with power, capable of destroying heaven and earth!
I died.
Then I came back to life~ and even became stronger! Xia Feng thought the ability of the Vermilion Bird Demon Armor was really good, much more useful than the Forest Wand.
Xia Feng smiled and waved, greeting, "Hello there~ Prince, I’m Xia Feng’s brother, Xia Ye~"
"Brother?" The Prince’s face darkened; was this kid taking him for a fool! His brother had already become Second Order, and his brother was a genius... a Third Rank powerhouse?
But before he could say anything, he saw Xia Feng flick his broadsword engulfed in blood flames, and charged forward with a cold face shouting,
"Liszt! You killed my real brother; I demand blood for blood!"
The Prince’s expression shifted, and his figure dissolved into purple petals as he hastily retreated.
He had grown up living in luxury and rarely practiced close-quarters combat. The Spiritual Clothes he had learned were mostly long-range attack types.
Thus, he was a standard Mage. Given that they were both Third Rank Spirit Masters, he did not dare to engage in close quarters lightly.
Whiz whiz—
The two darted erratically in the space; purple petals floated ahead in escape, while Xia Feng, shoulders shimmering with pale blue flame feathers, chased as white lightning from behind.
Xia Feng found that even with Thunder Sky Step combined with Two-tails and the Vermilion Bird flame feathers, he couldn’t catch up with the elusive figure.
"Damn it, what kind of Spiritual Clothes has this guy learned? His speed is freakishly fast!" Xia Feng was frustrated; the Prince was just too evasive, and based on that terrifying speed, it definitely was a type of rare, Grade-B speed-oriented Spiritual Clothes.
He figured the Prince must have specifically learned it for self-preservation.
"Boom boom boom boom!!!"
Seeing he couldn’t catch up with the Prince, Xia Feng went crazy, hurling skills behind him. Dense arc-shaped blood waves surged and interweaved, causing the entire enclosed building to collapse again with roaring thunders.
Dust and light from the flames filled the area.
Xia Feng felt that if he were to fight Mu Qingtong in his current state, he could completely hang the little Witch up and beat her one-sidedly!
Hmm, the kind of beating where you take off the pants and hang someone by the butt!
The Destructive Witch? Not so impressive~
His confidence swelling, he suddenly really wanted to find the little Witch and practice a bit.
[Spiritual Pressure has reached Third Rank (Rebirth state: can be maintained for 30 minutes)]
[Plus one to Spiritual Artifact Position]
[Current Spiritual Artifact Positions: 2 + 1 (upon exiting rebirth state, the Spiritual Artifact in that position will be temporarily sealed and cannot be used)]
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[Current Spiritual Artifact Position: Forest Wand (C), Vermilion Bird Demon Armor (B)]
[No Spiritual Artifacts to duplicate]
Regrettably, Prince had no Spiritual Artifacts, not even an N-grade one had awakened, which is truly pitiful.
[Link Percentage: 88%...89%...]
Seeing that he couldn’t catch up at all, Xia Feng stopped chasing, and Prince took the opportunity to open the Infinite Field, swiftly leaping into the protective area and closing the Barrier behind him.
Breathing a sigh of relief and turning around, Prince’s gaze became solemn as he stared at the man in the distance.
He had figured it out, this bizarre thing was still a Xia youngster! But how had he managed to possess two bodies?
And how could his second body attain even more formidable Spiritual Pressure?
This made him think of Mr. Ba’s Vermilion Bird Demon Armor, but Mr. Ba’s was such that Spiritual Pressure could leap to a higher rank only after the Demon Armor was destroyed.
If the body was destroyed, one would truly die; there would be no leap in Spiritual Pressure.
Xia Feng’s current state seemed even more preposterous, even more mysterious, and did not quite resemble Mr. Ba’s Vermilion Bird Demon Armor.
While mulling this over, Prince’s thoughts became increasingly confused, completely baffled a thousand times over.
But he had come to understand one thing for certain, this Xia brat had to die!
Someone who outwardly appeared to be a First Rank Little Spirit Master, but actually possessed the strength of a Third Rank, such freakish geniuses needed to be nipped in the bud, not allowed to grow!
"You must admit, Xia Feng, you have truly surprised me."
Prince, lifting Mushroom and glancing at Xia Feng, said with a light chuckle, "So rest assured, once I complete the Ritual of Birth, I shall deal with you and see what secrets you’re hiding."
[Link Percentage: 92%...93%...]
Xia Feng blinked, staying silent, quietly watching Prince carry Mushroom to a giant device.
The device’s hull resembled a ferris wheel with a hollow circular shape, Prince opened the hatch and fastened Mushroom inside to the human frame, Mushroom struggled furiously with angry eyes, but it was futile.
Click, click—the alloy locks at the limbs and neck snapped into place, and the hatch loudly closed.
Since Xia Feng was unexpectedly outrageous and powerful, Prince naturally wasn’t inclined to deal with him personally anymore, but instead, reverted to the alternative plan.
It just required more time.
At the base of this chamber device was sealed a very Rare Dream Evil brain, scientifically known as Dream Weaver.
In order to control this brain so it obediently obeys and ensures a stable and realistic dream, he had his researchers conduct countless experiments and finally succeeded in creating this perfect device to control the Dream Weaver.
Prince glanced up at Xia Feng, who stood outside looking on curiously, while he adjusted the device, and said with a mild smile:
"What, are you waiting for something? Not planning to escape now?"
"Ah?"
Xia Feng looked up puzzled, "Why would I run?"
The middle-aged man said with a light smile, "Once I obtain the Princess’s recognition as master, it will be too late for you to run."
"Hmm, you make a good point." Xia Feng stroked his chin, his face showing no sign of urgency, and spoke slowly, "But even if I ran, Prince, I assume you would do whatever it takes to capture me and kill me, wouldn’t you?"
"You do know me well."
Prince’s lips curled into a smile, his expression gentle, "But as a genius, there are always privileges, I will only kill you, not your family."
"...Then I really do have to thank you~"
[Link Percentage: 96%...97%...]
Prince pushed all the sliders to the top on the control panel, looking up, he said:
"It just occurred to me, your engagement to Mu Qingtong was approved by me, wasn’t it."
The middle-aged man’s warm smile carried a touch of mockery, "Don’t worry, boy, after your death I will make sure to take good care of your fiancée. After all, I do have several unmarried adopted sons."
At this moment, Xia Feng had no time to bother with Prince’s taunts, because he had already felt it, a soul connection with the Princess that was rapidly expanding, becoming incredibly clear.
[Link Percentage: 99%]
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