Chapter 757: Chapter 566: Old Friend
All eyes turned to Lin Feng, filled with shock.
Throughout history, it has never been heard of anyone from the Human Race obtaining the true inheritance of the 108 statues. At most, one could gain some insight, comprehend some forms of Intent Realm like Sword Intent, which is already extremely precious.
Communicating with the statue and obtaining an inheritance are two different concepts!
The former is easy, the latter is difficult.
The statues contain the spiritual will of Alien Race Emperors, coupled with differing body structures, how could it be possible to allow the Human Race to obtain the true inheritance?
It’s not something achievable just by having extraordinary talent.
Those three skeletons are undoubtedly more esteemed than top-level Emperors, otherwise, they wouldn’t be displayed so prominently.
They are likely to be Demigods.
Not to mention whether these three skeletons possess spiritual will or martial inheritance.
Even if they do, can they comprehend it?
It should be noted that during the process of communicating with the statues, many have already been seriously injured, with one person directly falling unconscious onto the ground, seemingly in a dire state.
Can they communicate with the Demigods?
They certainly thought about it, but it was just a fleeting notion.
No one has that kind of courage.
This isn’t a matter of having a spirit of adventure or courage, but about the probability of success.
"Madman!"
Chen Junhao couldn’t help but mumble.
No wonder people say not to provoke Lin Feng lightly; he truly is a madman who doesn’t care about consequences or fear death, regardless of success, his courage makes others feel inferior.
Contestants from other countries were also visibly shocked.
Is he really so fierce?
In everyone’s eyes, Lin Feng’s actions seemed like a path to self-destruction.
Not just the trainees of the King Becoming plan, even the aliens present were baffled by Lin Feng’s actions, then showed expressions of ridicule and disdain, some even laughed out loud.
The specific identity of these three skeletons is actually unknown even to the aliens present.
They only know that they are skeletons of Demigods.
In the history of Divine Martial Continent, indeed many have entered the Holy Hall, attempting to communicate with these three Demigod skeletons.
After all, it’s the inheritance of Demigods; if successful, even without becoming a Demigod, there’s a high probability of becoming a top-level Emperor or even an invincible powerhouse.
It can be said that obtaining Demigod inheritance offers a direct ascension.
Initially, those with extraordinary talent, Demon Fiends, as well as Kings, and even Emperors tried.
But those who attempt this either die or are injured.
The mortality rate is over seventy percent.
Conservatively estimated, over a thousand have tried, but according to records, only 57 succeeded in communicating with the Demigod skeletons; though the success rate is low, the gains are substantial.
More than half of these 57 individuals became Emperors and among them were top-level powerhouses, including the Six-armed Celestial King of the Celestial Hall.
But it seems no one has ever obtained the true Demigod inheritance.
Especially in the last hundred years, the mortality rate has increasingly risen, even exceeding ninety percent.
Due to the incredibly high mortality rate, even Demon Fiends dare not attempt communication with Demigod skeletons.
On Divine Martial Continent, Lin Feng’s name and accomplishments are widely known, and it’s known that hundreds of alien geniuses have died at his hands, including more than twenty Kings.
He forcibly closed the Space Gate of the Land of Chaos, indirectly causing the death of over ten thousand aliens.
He is the boss of the Avengers Alliance.
He is a ruthless person who closed multiple gates alone, terrifying alien geniuses.
No one, not even the aliens present, questions Lin Feng’s talent.
Because questioning Lin Feng’s talent means questioning the genius of Divine Martial Continent.
But even so, they do not believe Lin Feng can communicate with the Demigods!
"Wait for death."
"Stupid fool who overestimates himself!"
"Haha, even the Emperors dare not communicate with Demigod skeletons, does he really think he’s an invincible powerhouse?"
Some aliens sneered, eyes filled with excitement.
They are eager to see Lin Feng living a fate worse than death or facing a tragic death soon.
Under the gaze of the crowd, Lin Feng stood still in front of the three skeletons, his eyes emitting a faint glow.
Lin Feng wasn’t worried about getting hurt at all.
Even if it’s the skeletons of Demigods, they’ve been dead for so long.
A Demigod’s soul resides within him.
He is someone who refined a Demigod.
Lin Feng released Spiritual Power to communicate with the skeleton on the far left; these three skeletons seemed to be no different, and were well-preserved.
"No reaction at all."
Lin Feng continued to use Spiritual Power to communicate with the skeleton, but there was no response, not a hint of spiritual fluctuation.
After attempting for two to three minutes and seeing no response, Lin Feng shifted his gaze to the skeleton in the middle and continued to release Spiritual Power to communicate.
But this carcass still showed no response.
Two minutes later, Lin Feng shifted his gaze to the third skeleton, as soon as he released Spiritual Power, the scene in front of him instantly changed.
He was placed in a temple surrounded by dense black fog, no airflow, no sound, as if time itself had stopped flowing.
In a small temple, there was an old man sitting cross-legged on the ground. His eyes were tightly closed, and he had a single horn on his head. Despite his white hair and youthful face, his eyebrows were completely white. He wore a simple black robe, and it seemed like he did not notice Lin Feng’s arrival, as his body remained completely still.
As Lin Feng watched, the body of the old man gradually became illusory and transparent. Complex meridian routes emerged, and simultaneously, an ancient voice reached his ears.
"This Cultivation Technique is called the Heaven-Devouring Demon Technique, a Divine Level technique. When cultivated to its peak, it can devour all things in heaven and earth. This technique is divided into nine levels...."
The old man began to explain the technique, using the language of an Alien Race. His tone was cold, devoid of any emotional fluctuations.
"So good! It’s actually a direct inheritance?"
Lin Feng muttered to himself, not approaching, but merely fixing his gaze on the complicated meridian routes, making no other movements.
The old man continued to talk about the technique, practicing the meridian routes, while Lin Feng watched silently, still not making the next move.
Once.
Twice.
Five times.
Ten times.
When the meridian routes repeated for the eleventh time, the old man suddenly opened his eyes.
"Boom!"
At the instant the old man opened his eyes, Lin Feng’s heartbeat frequency began to change. His vision, his mind, were all captivated, and even his Soul Power was slightly trembling.
At this moment, Lin Feng’s gaze was vacant, and his world was filled only with those deep eyes.
Streams of Spiritual Power began to move automatically through the meridians. It was neither the route of the ’Fish Dragon Transformation’ nor ’Blood Cry’, but a completely new path.
As Spiritual Power circulated within his body’s major meridians, a dark seed-like mark appeared at Lin Feng’s forehead.
When this seed appeared, the old man slowly stood up and walked towards Lin Feng.
"Unexpectedly, it turns out to be a Human Race. This was beyond my expectations. But why do I sense the aura of the ’Fish Dragon Transformation’?"
"A Human Race learning the techniques of an Alien Race, and it’s the ’Fish Dragon Transformation’, how peculiar."
"Having cultivated the ’Fish Dragon Transformation’, also a Divine Level technique, it’s no wonder you’re not interested in my technique."
The old man spoke to himself, and when he stood before Lin Feng, his eyes were filled with greed and desire.
"Even though it’s a Human Race, it is still a perfect vessel, worthy of my thousand-year scheme and wait."
"Do not struggle. Being possessed by me is your honor."
Seeing the struggle in Lin Feng’s eyes, the old man smiled and reached out, a trace of excitement hidden deep in his eyes.
But just as he was about to touch Lin Feng’s body.
A dark red ghostly shadow, like a Phantom, enveloped Lin Feng entirely, swaying as if trying to break free from constraints.
In the moment this Ghostly Gauze Clothing appeared, an evil aura erupted violently from Lin Feng’s body.
Evil, icy, and ferocious, it sent chills down one’s spine.
In Lin Feng’s initially black eyes, two dark red vortices swirled continuously, looking extremely sinister.
"What kind of Demon Spirit is this? Why does it have such a bloody and evil aura, and why does it feel familiar?"
Bai Mei the old man slightly frowned, feeling a strange sense of familiarity.
With the Nightmare Possession, the black mark on Lin Feng’s forehead began to disintegrate, and his previously rigid body returned to freedom.
"You old trickster, it was you causing trouble after all!"
Lin Feng looked coldly at Bai Mei the old man and said.
Earlier, when he attempted to communicate with the statue, although he got nothing, he discovered a problem.
Spiritual Power was flowing towards these three skeletons.
The fluctuations of this Spiritual Power were very weak, so weak that Lin Feng only dared to confirm after five attempts.
He never intended to communicate with the statue, nor to seek an inheritance.
What he truly cared about were these three skeletons.
In the eyes of others, such Spiritual Power fluctuations might seem normal and explain nothing, but to Lin Feng, they were a sign of something amiss.
After all, he had a Nightmare within him.
It was once a Demigod.
If a Nightmare could revive in a special way, could other Demigods do the same?
Upon entering this mysterious temple, Lin Feng did not study the old man’s technique, fearing there might be something wrong with it. For Lin Feng, it was impossible for an Alien Race to let a Human Race receive an inheritance.
Although the old man appeared devoid of sentience, Lin Feng was still extremely cautious.
However, he did not expect that even without approaching, or learning the Heaven-Devouring Demon Technique, this old ghost could still forcibly control his body.
Such methods, along with that greedy gaze, clearly were not for granting him inheritance.
"What is this Demon Spirit of yours?"
Bai Mei the elder cared not for Lin Feng’s disrespect, curiously asking.
For those who insult or disrespect him will meet death!
They will become the nourishment for his resurrection.
With the old man looking curious, Lin Feng remained silent for a moment, then with a slight smile said, "Don’t you recognize your old friend?"
Old friend?
All his friends are dead?
As a Demigod, how many are qualified to be his friends?
Bai Mei the old man slightly wrinkled his brow, about to speak, but suddenly glanced at Lin Feng’s swirling red pupils, instantly realizing from where that feeling of familiarity arose.
"Soul Shedding Spirit Formation, you..."
He looked at the Phantom on Lin Feng, and the suspicion in his eyes was instantly replaced by shock.
