Chapter 774 - 759: Abyss Lord, Finally Can’t Hold Back Anymore?

No one in the passageway spoke. More than thirty minutes had passed by the time Shen Lang got his injuries under control.

With a soft exhale, Shen Lang finally opened his eyes, his gaze falling upon Mu Feng.

At this moment, the evil Demon Power surrounding Mu Feng seemed to have vanished, leaving him standing as still as a wooden statue.

Even Nangong Wan and the others standing nearby no longer felt anything unusual.

But his two blood-red eyeballs were still twitching faintly!

Any expert below the Emperor Martial Realm whose body was this mangled, let alone pinned through the Baihui Acupoint by a Death God Nail, would be all but dead.

But this demonized Mu Feng was displaying an unimaginably powerful Life Energy!

It was as if his body below the chest didn’t belong to him. His abdomen was clearly ripped open, yet he seemed completely oblivious.

’Mu Feng is already dead. The Demon Power is just still controlling his body; it hasn’t faded away yet... Even if this body were hacked to pieces, as long as the Demon Power inside remains, he wouldn’t be considered truly dead.’

’Hmph, putting on an act for me? Do you really think I can’t see through it? A fine Abyss Lord you are. I wasn’t scheming against you, yet here you are, scheming against me! We’ll see who’s the predator and who’s the prey...’

Shen Lang watched Mu Feng pensively, then said quietly, "Put him on the ground."

"Yes!" Like a ghost, Duanmu Xie appeared at Mu Feng’s side. With a sweep of his right foot, he sent Mu Feng flying into the air.

While Mu Feng’s body was still horizontal in mid-air, Duanmu Xie struck like lightning, slamming a palm into his chest!

BANG!

With a loud bang, Mu Feng’s body crashed to the ground, sending up a cloud of dust.

The power of an Emperor Martial Realm Peak powerhouse was not to be trifled with.

Struck by such a heavy blow, Mu Feng’s body began to ooze a dark green liquid from all over.

It was as if Duanmu Xie’s palm strike had shattered his meridians and ruptured his pores, causing the fluid within him to seep out uncontrollably!

Disgusted, the three from the Imperial Dragon Sect scrambled back, covering their noses and mouths.

Only Monk Bu Se was completely unfazed. In fact, he was "admiring" the prone Mu Feng with great interest, as if gazing upon a beautiful woman...

He was truly a high-ranking monk of the Buddhist Sect with peculiar tastes.

Even Duanmu Xie looked at him with newfound respect.

Just then, Shen Lang took out an assortment of colorful bottles and jars from his Sumeru Ring, placed them on the ground, and squatted down.

Some of these containers held strangely colored liquids, while others contained powders.

But the eerie glow emanating from each bottle made it clear to Nangong Wan and the others that it was best not to touch these "treasures."

Then, with a gentle sweep of his hand, a flame appeared and burned away the dark green liquid on Mu Feng’s face.

He then unscrewed a bottle containing a pale red liquid, grabbed Mu Feng’s chin with one hand, and tried to force his mouth open.

Mu Feng’s expression changed drastically. He desperately clenched his jaw, trying to stop Shen Lang from forcing his mouth open.

At this moment, one hundred and eight streams of Netherworld Qi were locking the meridians throughout his body, and he was being suppressed by the Death God Nail, an item personally forged by the Candle Dragon. The slightest struggle sent a soul-tearing agony through him!

Not only that, but with every slight movement, Mu Feng felt a bit of his power drain away.

Mu Feng wanted to scream curses, but he couldn’t make a single sound.

Before Shen Lang, he was practically a corpse, utterly powerless to resist.

But instinct, along with the aura emanating from the bottle in Shen Lang’s hand, told Mu Feng that its contents were extremely dangerous. He was filled with a primal fear and the urge to get away!

He didn’t know what it was, but he knew this substance could diminish the Demon Power inside him!

It was clearly a concoction designed to be used against evil creatures!

Left with no other choice, Mu Feng gathered the last vestiges of his strength into his jaw, refusing to open his mouth.

CRACK! CRACK!

Shen Lang tried twice to force Mu Feng’s mouth open, but failed.

"Hm?"

Shen Lang paused for a moment, then raised an eyebrow. SMACK! SMACK! He slapped Mu Feng twice across the face.

Having lost the protection of his Demon Power, how could Mu Feng possibly resist Shen Lang and his Chaos Divine Body?

Both of his cheeks caved in, a sight that made Nangong Wan and the others’ hearts pound with fear.

The two slaps nearly knocked Mu Feng unconscious. The sliver of strength he had gathered in his jaw dissipated instantly, and his mouth fell open...

"You had to do it the hard way!"

Shen Lang snorted and poured the pale red Medicinal Liquid down his throat.

Nangong Wan and her companions broke out in another cold sweat. ’You call that doing it the easy way? That’s just force-feeding him... and with poison, no less! Anyone would have reacted the same way...’

But they only dared to think this, not say it out loud.

It would be no laughing matter if Shen Lang decided to let them have a taste, too.

The moment the Medicinal Liquid was poured into his mouth, Mu Feng’s entire body began to convulse violently.

An acrid smell emanated from his body, and faint screams, like those of Demons from Hell, could be heard coming from within him!

Mu Feng, who had been conscious enough to glare, struggled for a moment after the liquid was forced down his throat before passing out completely.

...

Nangong Wan and the others gulped nervously.

Even a palm strike from a mighty Zombie like Duanmu Xie hadn’t been enough to knock Mu Feng unconscious.

But one bottle of this liquid had made the demonized Mu Feng pass out cold. Wasn’t this stuff a little too terrifying?

The moment they had that thought, they saw Shen Lang force Mu Feng’s mouth open again and begin pouring bottle after bottle of Potions and powders down his throat.

With each new concoction, the unconscious Mu Feng’s body trembled violently.

And copious amounts of acrid black smoke would billow from him!

The sight made the three from the Imperial Dragon Sect tremble involuntarily, desperately wanting to flee.

As for Monk Bu Se... judging by his animated expression, he looked like he wanted to shove Shen Lang aside and take over himself.

For the Ruyi Buddha Sect to produce such an oddball, they must have had several lifetimes of bad luck.

If masters like the Master of Chaos saw him, they would probably want to strangle him on the spot.

Nangong Wan subconsciously averted her gaze, only to realize that Duanmu Xie had vanished at some point.

Stunned for a moment, Nangong Wan turned and saw Duanmu Xie hiding behind her and her companions, timidly watching Shen Lang... Apparently, he too was frightened by Shen Lang’s actions and those concoctions.

At that moment, Shen Lang’s eyes began to glow. With a flick of his right hand, the Vermilion Bird Divine Fire coalesced into a sharp dagger, and he began to openly dissect Mu Feng.

Nangong Wan’s stomach suddenly churned, and something shot up her throat...

Before she could react, her two senior brothers had already dashed to the side, retching loudly. GAG! GAG! They vomited violently and messily.

Meanwhile, Shen Lang had activated his Silver Eyes of Truth and was carefully examining Mu Feng’s meridians and blood vessels.

He didn’t miss a single pore.

Under the gaze of the Silver Eyes of Truth, nothing could remain hidden!

He could see how the Demon Power eroded and transformed Mu Feng’s cells, corroded his meridians, and coursed through his body via pathways completely different from those of the Human Race.

’What tyrannical Demon Power. It can permeate the entire body in such a short time, then devour and transform the cells!’

As he clearly perceived the tyrannical nature of the Abyss Lord’s Demon Power and understood its effects on the human body, Shen Lang’s eyes grew brighter and brighter.

’If I compare this Demon Power to the Vermilion Bird Divine Fire or the Netherworld Qi...’

’The Vermilion Bird Divine Fire and the Netherworld Qi are too savage; they directly annihilate Life Energy.’

’The Vermilion Bird Divine Fire can incinerate a living being in an instant.’

’The Netherworld Qi can absorb Life Energy and drag the soul into the Yellow Springs.’

’But the power of an Abyss Demon corrupts life, transforming it into a Demon!’

’When I use the Vermilion Bird Divine Fire and Netherworld Qi for Body Forging, the slightest loss of control can destroy my cells or meridians.’

’That’s why I only dare to use a tiny amount for Body Forging, and I have to focus all my attention on tempering my body.’

’But this Abyss Lord’s Demon Power operates on its own. It spreads throughout the body subtly and silently, permeating cells, corrupting everything, devouring everything... No wonder Mu Feng’s physical body became so formidable in just two hours!’

’If I could obtain this Abyss Lord’s Demon Power and use the Tai Chi Diagram to analyze and restructure it...’

’The growth rate of my Chaos Divine Body might even surpass what I get from the Vermilion Bird Divine Fire!’

’The only problem is how to deal with the innate aura of slaughter and destruction within the Demon Power.’

’One careless mistake, and I could be controlled by this power, lose my mind, and be completely transformed into a Demon!’

Shen Lang continued to use his Silver Eyes of Truth as the dagger of Vermilion Bird Divine Fire made one incision after another on Mu Feng’s body.

After a moment, he took out a palm-sized bottle, filled it with Demon Blood, and stored it away.

Just then, the Death God Nail on top of Mu Feng’s head began to vibrate, emitting a low hum. BUZZ...

"Can’t hold back any longer?" Shen Lang’s gaze turned cold as he suddenly slapped the end of the Death God Nail!

The next moment, Shen Lang shot backward and shouted, "Duanmu Xie!"

Duanmu Xie’s roar echoed through the passage. Amidst the rattling of chains, two thick, terrifying Locking Chains shot out from his arms like a pair of Flood Dragons! RATTLE! CLANG!

Just as Duanmu Xie’s two Locking Chains shot forward, a cloud of black mist erupted from Mu Feng’s body, forming a demonic specter as massive as a mountain!

Vaguely, one could see that the demonic specter looked just like the legendary Abyss Lord.

An endless aura of slaughter and destruction swept over everyone!

It felt as if an invisible mountain was pressing down from above...

Leaning against the wall, Nangong Wan and her companions felt a bitter taste in their mouths. Drenched in cold sweat, they trembled all over, barely able to stand under the terrifying pressure, completely unable to move.

"The Abyss Lord... It’s really the Abyss Lord..."

Nangong Wan’s lips turned pale as she spoke, her voice laced with terrified disbelief.