Chapter 1989
Chapter 1989
The Primordial Demon's baleful souls had previously been suppressed by Lingfeng, allowing him to use them against other specters. But when they finally met their true nemesis, the sun emperor, the Primordial Demon underwent a terrifying change. They swarmed around the one that ended their star world, endlessly howling their grievances.
"That's him!"
"I finally found him! He's the one that ended us, ended our home!"
"He must die!"
The angered shrieks of the wraiths all gathered in one region, pushing the sun emperor and Tianming apart. The red eyes that glared from within the sea of baleful souls looked ever more bloodthirsty. There was nothing but pure resentment drawing in all of the baleful souls that hovered around the sun. They were all parts of the Primordial Demon, whose mass grew larger and larger before the sun emperor. As it did, the number of baleful souls within the defensive formation decreased, finally causing the flaming clouds to turn from black to their former flaming glory.
Lingfeng was no longer helping hold back the six billion remaining specters, and if they continued to invade the sun as planned, they would wreak great havoc on the sun. The sun emperor had brought this all upon himself; with him chasing down Tianming restlessly like that, there was no way Lingfeng could just watch.
The great shadow kept growing. Hundreds of billions of baleful souls piled together; almost two-thirds of all life that had lived on Skywolf Frost were already there. The remaining third was still swarming toward the great mass, howling for vengeance to be served, not caring about how cramped they would be in that mass. The sea of baleful souls kept condensing, eventually manifesting as a corporeal existence. While its size was small, it was getting closer and closer to an actual incarnation of a Primordial Demon. Lingfeng still retained his three-headed, six-armed look, but he was now countless times larger than his previous Transcendent Truefiend form. Either way, he possessed immense combat capability.
The Primordial Demon kept shrinking and compressing, and the more he did, the more the malice around him raged. Powerful howls of wolves drowned out everything else; Tianming felt like he was going deaf. The apocalyptic scenario terrified the denizens of the sun. An actual demon had manifested in their world to the point that they were able to see the baleful souls venting their malice with their own eyes.
"For now, the six billion specters are still holding their ground inside the defensive formation. They’ll soon descend, if they choose to attack, and neither the celestial orderians nor the Myriad Solar Sects will be able to hold out against such numbers."
The main force of a star world lay with their army. While sovereigns and divine astralships were also instrumental, those alone wouldn't be able to effectively neutralize threats from a large army.
"Either way, the one that ruined the peace was the sun emperor to begin with," Meow Meow interjected, waking up inside the lifebound space for the briefest moment before falling back to sleep.
"How'd you manage to say something so reasonable while sleep-talking?" Ying Huo and the others were completely stumped. Meow Meow's words did make sense, however, and Tianming wasn’t at fault for the current predicament. Not to mention, he couldn't even determine what state Lingfeng was currently in.
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"Feng, can you hear me?!" he yelled from within the ship alongside Qingyu and Yin Chen, but got no reply.
Qingyu was currently situated at the core of the Primordial Demon. "Big Brother, it's useless. He can no longer hear me, but I know the reason he took so much risk this time around is to settle the matter of Skywolf and the sun emperor once and for all. He knew that the specters that remain don't have much fighting spirit left after their sovereigns perished. So he unified his will with that of the baleful souls to exterminate the next greatest threat, the sun emperor! He's also trying to see if there's a way to save father...."
Yin Chen slowly relayed what she said to him.
"Understood." Tianming furrowed his brows. "Feng consumed countless vitae and is incredibly powerful right now. But that level of power won't last, so he's using the opportunity to deal with the sun emperor instead." He still had no answer to the ethics of consuming vitae, but he knew this was an opportunity regardless, not just for him, but for the Myriad Solar Sects and the sun as a whole.
Before Tianming could react, the condensed Primordial Demon headed toward the coffin and its carriers, bearing down on them like the sky. The countless baleful souls' voices seemed to coalesce into one. "I... see it. Your vita... is within this coffin... One soul serves as the core in the coffin for two bodies! The new coffin soul is yours to control...." Lingfeng's soul had grown powerful beyond imagination and could easily see the state Li Wudi was in. Tianming and Qingyu both heard his assessment.
"What does that mean? Is my dad still alive?" She looked at the person at the rear of the coffin, whose crimson hair had also been bronzed. His gaze was a little empty, completely unlike the brilliant gaze of the sun emperor in front.
The sun emperor was rather surprised to hear those words, but quickly smiled. "If you can see all that, you’re quite capable indeed. But knowing the truth won't do you any favors. That only means that you'll never be able to kill me! As long as the Flameyellow Coffin exists, I can use both bodies. Even if you manage to exterminate my soul, you'll be killing the other me as well! That’s what it really means to be unified in body and soul, do you understand?!"
As Lingfeng had described, the sun emperor wasn't an example of one soul devouring another. Instead, it was assimilation, almost in the vein of how Lingfeng had assimilated the souls of eighty thousand of his own people into his. If he died, the eighty thousand souls of the infernal soul race would die with him.