Waste martial spirit

Twisting its tiny body, the small snake opened its mouth, and suddenly, tendrils of black mist surged towards it.

"Devour."

Lin Feng could naturally feel any changes in his martial soul. At this moment, the small snake martial soul was actually devouring the black mist.

Moreover, as the black mist entered the small snake's body, its body began to gradually grow stronger.

Many dark tentacles reached out to the small snake. Without any surprises, these tentacles seemed to still be its food, being sucked into its abdomen. This strange scene left Lin Feng stunned.

Even facing a powerful spirit beast, Lin Feng felt helpless. It seemed that he could only wait for his life essence to be completely drained. However, he never expected that the small snake phantom, the martial soul known as a waste, would show signs of activity for the first time.

The ferocious face in the darkness seemed to have noticed something was amiss, with dim light flickering in its pupils.

Suddenly, countless mists and dark tentacles abandoned Lin Feng and all rushed towards the small snake.

"Wu..."

Under Lin Feng's astonished gaze, the small snake seemed extremely excited. Its mouth suddenly opened, turning into a gaping maw, and the endless black mist and dark tentacles were directly swallowed.

Moreover, this seemed far from enough. The small snake's body grew larger and larger, from a one-foot shadow to several dozen feet now, resembling a coiling python, sweeping everything away.

The demonic beast let out a wailing roar as it fought the python, but its body continued to be eroded bit by bit.

Lin Feng felt a lightness in his body as the demonic beast released him, turning into a mass of black mist and fleeing.

"Roar!" The python emitted a roar similar to that of the demonic beast, and its substantial body instantly pounced out, opening its huge mouth and directly swallowing the black mist, then returning to Lin Feng's side.

The python's body gradually shrank, turning back into the small snake, but it was larger than before, about three feet long, coiling on Lin Feng's shoulder. This seemingly substantial small snake fell into a deep sleep.

"Devoured?"

Lin Feng's eyes widened as the black mist dissipated, and the demonic beast disappeared without a trace.

This... was a waste martial soul?

The corners of Lin Feng's mouth twitched. Just then, a surging force rushed into his body. Lin Feng instinctively trembled all over, his head buzzing, and then he fell down, unconscious.

It was unknown how long had passed when Lin Feng slowly woke up. Opening his eyes, he looked at the top of this demonic beast's den with deep eyes.

"Boom."

Suddenly, Lin Feng's body shot up, his eyes flickering with inexplicable horror.

With a thought, the Amaterasu martial soul appeared, and everything around him became clear. The brilliant heavenly book floated in the air.

Then, the small snake phantom reappeared. This three-foot small snake, its body becoming more solid, was still sleeping, coiling on Lin Feng's shoulder, appearing very affectionate.

Dual martial souls!

At this moment, the scene that shocked Lin Feng appeared again. Behind him, another phantom slowly appeared, a cold face with dark pupils.

"Demonic Beast Illusion."

Lin Feng trembled all over. How could it be? The demonic beast illusion that had almost swallowed him whole had actually... become his martial soul.

Third, martial soul!!!

Having three martial souls was a sign of true genius, a real top-tier genius. They were extremely rare on the continent, with only one possibly appearing among a million martial practitioners. Yet Lin Feng, unbelievably, had three unheard-of martial souls.

Three martial souls, spoken out loud, would probably frighten others to death.

Extending his palm, white qi surged endlessly within it, vast and powerful.

"My strength has reached the second level of the Spiritual Martial Realm?"

Lin Feng felt a bit dizzy in his head. Even though he had released the Amaterasu martial soul and could maintain an extremely calm and terrifying analytical state, he still couldn't hide his shock. What was happening to him was truly astonishing.

His gaze flickered, and Lin Feng fell into silent contemplation for a moment.

"It seems that this small snake phantom can devour beasts, make them serve me, attach to me as my martial soul, and even pass their essence to me, enhancing my strength."

Lin Feng came to a conclusion that seemed to be the only possibility and a faint smile appeared at the corner of his mouth.

A waste martial soul?

His ridiculed waste martial soul was actually heaven-defying. If those who had mocked him knew how powerful this waste martial soul was, he wondered what expressions they would have.

"D*mn, this is called 'surviving a great disaster.'"

Lin Feng retracted his martial souls, wanting to roar to the sky, but at this moment, he didn't even know where he was, so he could only express his feelings with a word from his past life.

"Devouring the Heavens, even the Heavens must be devoured, what a great name." Lin Feng muttered to himself, and the name of his martial soul inexplicably imprinted itself in his mind. This inconspicuous small snake phantom was named the Devouring Heavens Martial Soul.

"Mo Ye, I, Lin Feng, will not kill you, I vow."

Standing up, a cold and extreme killing intent flashed in Lin Feng's eyes.

Taking a deep breath, a murky aura was swallowed by Lin Feng into his body, carrying a demonic aura.

Lin Feng carefully inspected this dark den, which turned out to be a monster's den, making him feel very uncomfortable.

Stepping out, what appeared before Lin Feng's eyes was a forest trampled by beasts, with a violent aura permeating the space. Standing there, he could even feel the slight tremors of the earth, and occasionally he could hear the roar and neigh of beasts not far away.

"It seems that the beast tide is still ongoing."

Lin Feng knew that the beast tide was definitely not just one wave of beast attacks. After he was captured by the demonic beast illusion, there must have been other powerful waves of beast tides affecting the entire Black Wind Ridge.

Releasing the Amaterasu martial soul, Lin Feng's pupils became cold and deep, dark and endless. His vision was extremely sharp, and his hearing was extremely clear, with every movement within a few miles appearing in his mind like a picture.

At the same time, a strange mist rose from under Lin Feng's feet, quickly enveloping his body. Suddenly, Lin Feng was immersed in the hallucinatory mist, unable to see his face, and even unable to distinguish whether he was human or beast.

This was the ability bestowed upon Lin Feng by the Demonic Beast Illusion martial soul. The illusions created by the Demonic Beast Illusion were extremely powerful, to the extent that even its true form could not be seen. Now that Lin Feng had the Demonic Beast Illusion as his martial soul, he could easily disguise himself.

Being inside the Black Wind Ridge, with beasts rampant, Lin Feng had to be extremely careful and disguise himself.

Moving in the direction where the beasts were running wildly, since it was a beast tide, the path these beasts were advancing on was naturally the exit of the Black Wind Ridge.

At this moment, enveloped in black mist, Lin Feng, like

 a real demonic beast, floated and moved in the space.

When some weak ordinary beasts saw Lin Feng passing by, they actually crawled on the ground, emitting a wailing submissive sound. The world of beasts was more brutal than that of humans, where the law of the jungle prevailed.

Even many spiritual beasts avoided Lin Feng from a distance. Adult Demonic Beasts were at least fifth-level or above spiritual beasts, extremely terrifying, far beyond the reach of ordinary spiritual beasts.

"The interior of the Black Wind Ridge is terrifying."

Only when Lin Feng truly entered the Black Wind Ridge did he realize how terrifying it was inside. Thinking back to when he had the strength of the Qi Martial Realm and dared to hunt and kill beasts in the Black Wind Ridge, he couldn't help but sigh. It was truly ignorant fearlessness. If a spiritual beast rushed out at will from here, they would be doomed.

Of course, perhaps in the eyes of spiritual beasts, martial practitioners of the Qi Martial Realm were like ants, and they simply didn't care. It was like how he now looked at ordinary low-level beasts.

"What a good opportunity, why shouldn't I hunt and kill some beasts and seize their cores."

Lin Feng's heart throbbed. Spiritual beasts were not like ordinary beasts. They absorbed the essence of heaven and earth, giving birth to cores that were extremely valuable. If given to an alchemist or a weapon refiner, they could refine powerful elixirs and spiritual weapons. Moreover, it was said that powerful martial practitioners could directly filter out the demonic aura from the cores of spiritual beasts, absorb their essence, and enhance their cultivation.

Good elixirs could quickly recover from injuries, even regenerate bones. Moreover, it was said that extraordinary elixirs could turn flesh and blood into white bones.

And good weapons could greatly enhance a martial practitioner's attack or defense, improving their strength.

All of these could be obtained by exchanging for the cores of beasts. Therefore, there were many people on the continent who ventured to hunt and kill powerful beasts, seizing their cores.

Lin Feng, he now felt that he was too poor. Apart from the soft sword given by Elder Bei and a bottle of elixir given by Elder Kong, he had never had any treasures.