Global Demon Transformation.

Chapter 567 Old Friend

All eyes turned to Lin Feng, their gazes filled with shock.

Throughout history, no human has ever been known to have truly inherited the legacy of all 108 statues. At most, they might have gained some insights or comprehended some artistic conceptions, such as sword intent. Even so, it is still extremely precious.

Communicating with a statue and receiving a legacy are two different concepts!

The former is easy, the latter is difficult.

The statue contains the spiritual will of the alien emperor, and given the difference in their physical structure, how could it possibly allow the human race to truly inherit the legacy?

This isn't something that can be done simply by having talent.

Those three skeletons were undoubtedly more noble than top-tier emperors, otherwise they wouldn't have been placed in such a prominent position.

They are very likely demigods.

Regardless of whether these three skeletons possess any spiritual will or martial arts heritage.
Even if they could, could they possibly comprehend it?
It should be noted that during the communication with the statue, many people were seriously injured, and one person even fainted and collapsed, and the situation looked bad.

Is it possible to communicate with demigods?
They had thought about it, of course, but it was just a fleeting thought.

No one has that kind of courage.

It's not a question of whether one has an adventurous spirit or courage, but rather the probability of success.

"madman!"

Chen Junhao couldn't help but mutter to himself.

No wonder everyone says not to mess with Lin Feng easily. He is indeed a crazy man who doesn't care about the consequences or fear death. Regardless of success or failure, his courage is something that makes him feel inferior.

The participants from other countries were also stunned.

Is it really that powerful?

In everyone's eyes, Lin Feng was courting death by doing this.

Not to mention the trainees of the King's Achievement Program, even the extraordinary individuals present were bewildered by Lin Feng's actions. Afterwards, they showed expressions of mockery and disdain, and some even laughed out loud.

They did not know the specific identities of these three skeletons.

All that is known is that they are the remains of a demigod.

Throughout the history of the Divine Martial Continent, many people have indeed entered the Holy Temple and attempted to communicate with the skeletons of these three demigods.

After all, that is the inheritance of a demigod. If you succeed, even if you can't become a demigod, there is a high probability that you will become a top emperor or even an invincible powerhouse.

It can be said that as long as one obtains the inheritance of a demigod, one can ascend to the heavens in one step.

In the beginning, there were prodigies with extraordinary talent, as well as kings and even emperors who tried.

Anyone who does this will either die or be seriously injured.

The mortality rate exceeds 70%.

It is conservatively estimated that thousands of people have tried, but according to records, only 57 people have successfully communicated with the skeleton of a demigod. Although the success rate is very low, the rewards are very high.

Of these 57 people, more than half became emperors, and among them, the strongest. This included the Six-Armed Heavenly King of the Heavenly Palace. However, it seems that no one has ever truly inherited the demigod's legacy, especially in the last hundred years, with the mortality rate increasing to over 90%.

Because of the extremely high mortality rate, even demons dare not communicate with the remains of demigods.

In the Divine Martial Continent, Lin Feng's name and achievements are known to everyone.

He is the leader of the Avengers.

He was a ruthless man who struck fear into the hearts of extraordinary geniuses.

Even the extraordinary individuals present did not question Lin Feng's talent.

To question Lin Feng's talent is to question the geniuses of the Divine Martial Continent.

Even so, they did not believe that Lin Feng could communicate with a demigod!
"Wait to die."

"A fool!"

"Haha, even emperors don't dare to communicate with the remains of demigods. Do you really think you're an invincible powerhouse?"

A strange man sneered, his eyes filled with excitement.

They couldn't wait to see Lin Feng suffer a fate worse than death, or die a horrible death.

Under everyone's gaze, Lin Feng stood motionless in front of the three skeletons, his eyes radiating a faint light.

Lin Feng was not worried about getting injured at all.

Even if it's the skeleton of a demigod, it's been dead for so long.

He possesses the soul of a demigod.

He is someone who has refined demigods.

Lin Feng released his mental energy to communicate with the skeleton on the far left. The three skeletons looked very similar and were well preserved.

"There was no response."

Lin Feng continued to communicate with the skeleton using his mental power, but there was no response, not even the slightest mental fluctuation.

Lin Feng tried for two or three minutes, but seeing that there was still no response, he gave up and shifted his gaze to the skeleton in the middle, continuing to use his mental energy to communicate.

But the corpse remained unresponsive.

Two minutes later, Lin Feng shifted his gaze to the third skeleton. He had only just released his mental energy when the scene before him instantly changed.

He found himself in a temple shrouded in a thick, dark mist, where there was no airflow, no sound, as if time itself had stopped flowing.

In the small temple, there was an old man sitting cross-legged. The old man had his eyes closed, a single horn on his head, white hair and a youthful face, and all-white eyebrows. He was dressed in a simple black robe. He seemed unaware of Lin Feng's arrival and remained motionless.

Under Lin Feng's gaze, the old man's body gradually became ethereal and transparent, and meridian pathways appeared. At the same time, an aged voice came to his ears.

"This technique is called the Devouring Heaven Demon Art, a divine-level technique. At its peak, it can devour all things in heaven and earth. This technique is divided into nine levels."

The old man began explaining the cultivation technique in a foreign language, his tone cold and devoid of any emotion. "So good! He's just giving me the inheritance directly?"

Lin Feng muttered to himself, not moving closer, but simply staring at the complex meridian routes, without making any other moves.

The old man kept reciting the techniques and demonstrating the meridian pathways. Lin Feng watched quietly, but made no further move.

Once.

Twice.

Five times.

Ten times.

When the meridian circulation route repeated for the eleventh time, the old man suddenly opened his eyes.

"boom!"

The moment the old man opened his eyes, Lin Feng's heart rate changed, starting to increase and increasing. His gaze and mind were drawn to it, and even his soul power vibrated slightly.

At this moment, Lin Feng's eyes were glazed over; his world consisted only of those deep eyes.

Streams of spiritual energy circulated automatically in the meridians. It was not the circulation route of "Fish-Dragon Transformation" or "Blood Cry," but a route that had never appeared before.

As the spiritual energy circulated through the major meridians in his body for one cycle, a jet-black mark, resembling a seed, appeared between Lin Feng's eyebrows.

When the seed appeared, the old man slowly stood up and walked towards Lin Feng.

"I didn't expect it to be a human. This is beyond my expectations. However, why do I sense the aura of the 'Fish-Dragon Transformation'?"

"It's strange that humans are learning our clan's techniques, especially the 'Fish-Dragon Transformation'."

"Having cultivated the 'Fish-Dragon Transformation,' which is also a divine-level technique, it's no wonder they're not interested in my technique."

The old man spoke to himself, his eyes filled with greed and longing as he approached Lin Feng.

"Even though it is a human, it is still a perfect body. It was worth my planning and waiting for over a thousand years."

"Stop struggling. It's an honor for you to be possessed by me."

Seeing the struggle in Lin Feng's eyes, the old man smiled and said, then stretched out his hand, a hint of excitement hidden deep in his eyes.

But just as he was about to touch Lin Feng's body...

A dark red, ghostly figure enveloped Lin Feng and swayed as if it were trying to break free.

The moment the ghostly veil appeared, an evil aura suddenly erupted from Lin Feng.

Evil, cold, violent, and chilling.

Two dark red vortexes spun continuously in Lin Feng's originally black eyes, looking extremely sinister.

"What kind of demon is this? How can it have such a bloody and evil aura? Why does it feel so familiar to me?"

The white-browed elder was first startled, surprised that Lin Feng could still transform into a demon at this moment. Then he frowned slightly, not knowing why, he felt a familiar aura.

In addition, there was a sense of threat.

This feeling is too incredible. What kind of demon spirit could make him feel threatened?
As the nightmare took hold, the black mark between Lin Feng's eyebrows began to dissipate, and his previously stiff body regained its freedom.

"You old bastard, it was you who was behind this all along!"

Lin Feng looked at the white-browed old man in front of him and said coldly.

He had previously tried to communicate with the statue, but to no avail. However, he did discover a problem.

That is, spiritual energy is flowing towards these three skeletons.

The fluctuation of this spiritual energy was so weak that Lin Feng had to try five times before he dared to be certain.

He never intended to communicate with the statue, much less to obtain its legacy.

What he really cared about were the three skeletons.

This fluctuation of mental energy might seem normal to others and not mean anything, but in Lin Feng's eyes, it was a sign of something sinister.

After all, there's a nightmare inside him.

That was once a demigod.

Nightmares can be resurrected through special means, so can other demigods do the same?

Upon entering this mysterious temple, Lin Feng did not learn the old man's techniques, fearing that there might be something wrong with them. In Lin Feng's view, how could an extraordinary person allow the human race to inherit his skills?

Although the old man seemed mentally unstable, Lin Feng remained extremely cautious.

But he didn't expect that even without getting close, and even without learning the Devouring Heaven Demon Art, the old ghost still forcibly controlled his body.

Such methods, and that greedy look in his eyes, clearly indicate that he is not meant to inherit the mantle.

"What kind of demon are you?"

The white-browed old man didn't mind Lin Feng's disrespect and asked with a hint of curiosity.

Because anyone who insults or disrespects him will die!

All of these will become nourishment for his resurrection.

Seeing the old man's curious expression, Lin Feng remained silent for a moment, then smiled slightly and said, "Don't you even recognize your old friend?"

old friend?
All his friends are dead?
As a demigod, how many people are truly worthy of being his friend?
The white-browed old man frowned slightly, about to speak, but suddenly looked at Lin Feng's swirling red pupils and instantly understood where that familiar feeling came from.

"You have transformed your soul into a spirit."

He looked at the phantom on Lin Feng, and the doubt in his eyes was instantly replaced by horror.

(End of this chapter)