NOVPUB"Roar!!"
With Prince’s beast-like roar, the syringe fell to the ground. Xia Feng glanced at it and clearly saw a pitch-black vertical pupil symbol θ engraved at the center of the syringe handle.
Xia Feng recognized the symbol, it was the emblem of the Cult - Burning Heaven Temple.
Buzz—
Prince’s entire body erupted in dark purple raging flames. A vertical slit cracked open between his eyebrows, seemingly ready to unveil something.
Whoosh! Xia Feng dashed past, instantly appearing in front of Prince, seizing the moment to launch a surprise attack while he was still preparing his powerful move!
He certainly wasn’t going to foolishly wait for Prince to finish his move before attacking.
Hiss—
Prince seemed unable to move at that moment, offering no resistance, yet when the blade struck his neck, it barely grazed the skin leaving traces of blood before vibrating and refusing to cut any deeper.
Terrifying Spiritual Pressure exploded, and Xia Feng was violently knocked back.
Prince stood in place, twisting his neck which cracked noisily, and sneered with a light smile,
"Kid, just wait ten more seconds. Your end is coming!"
Xia Feng glanced at the shadow under Prince’s feet. With Prince standing motionless, using the Blood Beast’s Shadow could probably finish him off directly.
"Master, please use me."
Just then, a seductive voice arose beside him. Xia Feng blinked and turned his head, seeing a barefooted woman in a phoenix dress staring intently at him.
Right, he had almost forgotten about her!
The Princess gently bowed her head, and the moment Xia Feng placed his hand on her head, he charged toward Prince again.
Simultaneously, the Princess’s graceful body shattered into tiny flecks of scarlet light, instantly transforming into a blood-red dao blade with elliptical engravings of blood-red patterns.
Xia Feng grasped the pitch-black, elongated handle, his figure streaking a trail of blood-red light across the spacious hall.
"Master, excessive consumption of Evil Power will cause loss of rationality, please use me with caution."
A stern, crisp voice echoed in his heart. Xia Feng smiled and said, "Don’t worry, your master is unwavering. Even a million times wouldn’t be a problem~"
In a flash, he soared again before Prince, elevating the long dao. The Evil Power around him surged into his palm, forming a terrifying vortex of Evil Power.
Prince’s pupils constricted, his gaze locked on the blood dao in Xia Feng’s hand. Was this the Princess’s dao form?!
Annoyance flickered in his heart, but his lips curled into a cold smirk without panic.
"Let’s see how you plan to deal with me."
The injection he took from Burning Heaven Temple, at the cost of lifespan and rationality, temporarily boosted his Spiritual Pressure by a huge margin and granted him an ability named "Joy Pupil."
Once he obtained Joy Pupil, it would signify Xia Feng’s doom.
During these dozen seconds of motionless evolution, his defensive power was staggering. The only risk was that the potion had a 15% chance of causing a pathogenic effect, but he didn’t believe he’d be so unlucky to strike that 15%.
In a blink of thought, Prince raised his head meeting Xia Feng’s eyes, only to see Xia Feng grinning:
"Watch closely how to use the Princess!"
Prince: "?!"
The dao blade cleaved towards Prince’s forehead, still barely inflicting a superficial injury, with fine traces of blood dripping into his bulging, blood-red eyes.
Stunned for a second, the corners of Prince’s mouth slowly stretched to his ears, "Is that it?"
Just two more seconds and his evolution would be complete!
Xia Feng blinked his eyes, about to strike again, when Prince suddenly shrank his bulging eyes. Covering his forehead with a ghastly pale face, he staggered back, his smile stiff, his expression filled with terror as he stared at Xia Feng:
"What—what?!"
"Pfft—"He spat out a mouthful of fresh blood and suddenly knelt, covering his chest with his face twisted in agony and letting out a chilling scream: "Ahhhhh—"
Xia Feng stepped back to avoid the splattered blood, smiling and said, "How about it, now you know how the Princess is used, right?"
Prince’s dark hair swiftly turned white, his mature and handsome face visibly aged, revealing gray-tinged wrinkles amidst his screams, his body stooped suddenly.
"Uh—uh—" Prince groaned, moisture evaporating from his withered lips as he slowly extended his ancient, wooden arms, trying to touch the blade in front of him.
Xia Feng flipped the blade in his hand behind his arm and looked down on the old man, pondering,
"So this is…an evolution failure? Indeed, so this is the Princess’s power..."
Transforming Evil Power into misfortune, then bestowing that misfortune on the target through harm!
Truly, terrifying as such!
The only downside is that the conversion limit of misfortune is tied to the master’s rank of Spiritual Pressure.
Simply put, First Rank can increase the probability of misfortune by 10%.
Second Order, 20%.
Third Rank, 30%.
"Ah ah ah—" Prince crawled on the ground, his hoarse voice filled with agony as he raised his head, his murky eyes glaring at Xia Feng resentfully, "You bastard!"
He couldn’t comprehend how Xia Feng, having just used the Princess’s power and absorbed tremendous Evil Power, managed not to lose his sanity or suffer physical mutation.
Yet Xia Feng showed no abnormal reactions.
Instead, it was he, who was about to succeed when the potion suddenly mutated, destroying his bodily functions completely and devastating his soul. His Spiritual Pressure collapsed, leaving him utterly crippled.
Xia Feng flipped out a small knife and crouched beside Prince.
"What—what are you doing!"
Seeing this, Prince was thrown into total panic, his expression filled with terror, his lips trembling, "Don’t kill me, Your Highness, whatever you want, I can give you anything!"
He never expected to fall into the hands of this young man.
Xia Feng advanced from First Rank to Second, and then to Third Rank, finally seizing his Princess—he should have just run away when encountering such bizarre circumstances.
Rather than confidently trying to kill Xia, he was full of regret.
"Xia Feng, spare—spare my life, please!"
As the sharp knife drew nearer, Prince’s composed demeanor completely collapsed, his mouth twisting into a piteous, pleading grimace, his voice hurried, "Really! As long as you spare me, I’ll be your dog in the future!"
"Money, power, women! Whatever you want, I will give you!"
Prince was frantic, "Yes, even the Princess! She’s yours too! Do as you please with her!"
Xia Feng paused the tip of his knife.
Prince hesitated, then quickly covered the flash of venomous hatred in his eyes, his face turning ecstatic as he grinned, "Thank—"
His words were cut off as his smile suddenly froze.
Because, unbeknownst to him, his daughter Li Hongdou had walked up to his side. Xia Feng handed the knife to the girl.
The girl’s expression was calm. Although her small hand holding the knife trembled continuously, she did not hesitate and crouched down, her fingers interlaced around the knife, her arms raised high!
"No!!"
She thrust the knife down sharply!!!
The scream stopped abruptly, and Prince lay on the ground, eyes bulging with blood, a blood-red knife sticking from his forehead, dead with eyes open.
*
Time reversed to one minute before.
As the Princess was born and opened her eyes, a holy golden light soared from the ground to the sky, illuminating the dark night sky, even dimming the lone Blood Moon hanging on the horizon.
The people fighting within the Xuanwu Domain naturally saw the heavenly golden pillar from the direction of Ping Shan Hospital.
The intense battle of nearly a hundred people gradually ceased, members of the Holy Department exchanged glances, and the Director’s expression slightly darkened.
White Dragon glared angrily at the golden light in the sky, cursed quietly, "I told you that kid was unreliable! You didn’t believe me!"
Zhao Jie retreated to the edge of the battlefield, wiping the blood from the corner of his mouth, and grinned lightly.
"Lord Xuanwu, unfortunately, you’ve lost."
