Immortal Betgod

Chapter 12: Counter Devouring Yu Zhencheng

Translator: Peng Jia, Mo Liping

At this time, Ling Changkong was taut, and huge magic forces were injected into his body. These magical forces he could not bear, but something strange happened: he did not suffer any damage, let alone exploding.

Many magical forces were infused into his body, and only a small part turned into his own magic power, and merged into his lower abdomen. While the other magic powers were strangely integrated into his meridians and flesh, especially the meridians that improved physique. Though small, after absorbing the magic power, they took up half of all magic power.

At this moment, the body of Ling Changkong was like a bottomless pit, ruthlessly swallowing the power of Yu Zhencheng.

“Hurry! Disconnect!”

Feeling that Ling Changkong had devoured his magic power, Yu Zhencheng panicked for only a moment, and then he calmed down and his eyes lit up. He then manipulated his magic power, trying to get out of the shackles of the array.

However, Yu Zhencheng had underestimated the power of the array. No matter what he did, he was unable to break the shackles of the array.

“Hut!” Yu Zhencheng screamed, and the power of Deities Realm on him erupted as he kicked the stone platform.

Boom! There was a thunderous bang, but the stone platform did not move at all.

It was just an ordinary stone platform, but now, due to the power of the array, it could resist the vicious attack of the Emperor Realm.

“The stone platform is not broken. The array is not destroyed. Am I going to be devoured by the guy?”

Yu Zhencheng sighed, feeling unresigned. What a big name he was！It was so ironic that he was going to be devoured by this small potato who was just in the Cultivator Realm.

“Haha, you old dog, save your breath. When I get the initiative, you were already doomed.”

Seeing that Yu Zhencheng couldn’t match him, Ling Changkong felt relieved, sneered, and continued to say to Yu Zhencheng.

“Humph! As long as I kill you guy, this array will be broken.” When he heard Ling Changkong’s words, his face turned even heavier and looked disdainful. At the same time, the air around his body soared, which seemed ready to attack.

“Are you sure you can kill me?” Under the pressure of the Emperor Realm, Ling Changkong was still not afraid, smiled playfully and asked.

With a cold voice, Yu Zhencheng pulled back with hatred. His power of Xuan Realm was magic power. Once thrown out, it could only be absorbed by Ling Changkong, which did not help at all. He was just threatening Ling Changkong.

As for the pressure, Yu Zhencheng had thought of that. Even though he could crush him, as long as Ling Changkong did not die, this array could not be cracked, and that even would increase his exhaustion. It would be still not feasible!

Boom! On the stone platform, the air rippled. The air around Ling Changkong’s body became stronger. He had already broken through the ninth stage of Cultivator Realm.

“Damn! You are using my Xuan power. You made it to the ninth stage. You are always hiding your power. You, shameless hustler, how many skills are you hiding?”

Seeing Ling Changkong broke through the ninth stage of friar, Yu Zhencheng’s face was even heavier. This was all his magic power, but now it not only enhanced his opponent, but also helped him to break through the ninth stage of Cultivator Realm.

However, the most depressing thing was that he could do nothing!

After a long time, the array finally stopped. Yu Zhencheng lay on the stone platform, drained, looking uglier. At this time, he did not look like he was in the Emperor Realm, but an old man on his last breathes.

If Ling Changkong had not jumped off the stone platform at the last moment, Yu Zhencheng would now be dead.

“Tell me. Where is the rest of the Almighty Incantation?” Coming close to Yu Zhencheng, Ling Changkong asked him. Ling Changkong did not kill Yu Zhencheng because he wanted to force him to disclose another part of the Almighty Incantation.

“Haha, this time I failed, but you will never get the other part of the Almighty Incantation, because it is in my mind.”

Yu Zhencheng gasped and laughed painstakingly. Ling Changkong’s face turned solemn. If it was as Yu Zhencheng said, even if he could cultivate this incomplete Almighty Incantation, it would become a chicken rib [an expression for something insignificant — tasteless when eaten but a pity to throw away].

“Hey, who said you couldn’t read minds? Nonsense!”

At this time, a laughter rang in Ling Changkong’s mind. He felt shocked and asked immediately, “Blood Drop, can you get it?”

“Of course, I was…”

“Stop! Just say it.”

Blood Drop was about to tell a long story again, Ling Changkong was scared and interrupted him immediately, and asked him to get to the point. Blood Drop was all right except that he was too chatty!

“I have an soul-searching incantation and now I will teach it to you. You can use this method to get what you want from one’s mind.” Blood Drop said, then in the mind of Ling Changkong, a text of blood red scriptures appeared out of the void. It was the soul-searching method, as Blood Drop said.

Ling Changkong read it silently and quickly learned it. Once again, he looked at Yu Zhencheng and sneered: “You think I can’t read your mind?”

Then, he stretched out one hand and grabbed Yu Zhencheng’s head, about to use the soul-searching method.

“Stop! Stop! I’ll tell you!” Yu Zhencheng seemed to realize something. Horror-stricken, he yelled and surrendered to Ling Changkong.

Soul-searching could get hidden thoughts from the victim but turn them into idiots. If he was just a simple idiot, Yu Zhencheng was not afraid, but he knew that the idiot caused by soul-searching would break the soul.

If the soul was incomplete, he could even not reincarnate!

“Too late.” Ling Changkong said coldly. He pressed his hand on the head of Yu Zhencheng, who couldn’t get rid of Ling Changkong’s claws however he struggled.

“Soul-search!” Ling Changkong snapped, and his five fingers curled. Yu Zhencheng’s body trembled. He lost consciousness.

After an hour, Ling Changkong went out from the practice room and searched some other stone rooms.

Not only did he get the complete Almighty Incantation from the mind of Yu Zhencheng, but he also obtained the key to the whole cave-dwelling. Now these stone chambers were open to him.

In front of the magic arts room, Ling Changkong began an incantation, tossed it at the stone gate, and said: “Open!”

Boom! The incantation hit into the stone gate, and it opened.

Ling Changkong entered the magic arts room, and did not stop to look, but collected everything into the space ring, then turned and left, entering the next room.

This space ring was also obtained from Yu Zhencheng.

About half an hour later, Ling Changkong finally swept the entire cave, and entered the dark corridor.

“Tap, tap, tap.” In the dark corridor, there were crisp footsteps and the voice of Ling Changkong talking to himself.

“This time the loot is quite good, but this space ring is too small. I can only take away the precious things, and leave the rest here.”

“Fengyan Force is really the most precious treasure of Qishan. It is so exquisite. The introductory method I practiced before is born out of Fengyan Force. Now I can practice Fengyan Force openly, and the Almighty Incantation secretly. Well, after all, the Almighty Incantation is not complete, and one more method could save me in a pinch.”

“Three months. It is time to return to Qishan. If they know that I am now at the peak stage of the Cultivator Realm, what will they think? Liang Mingzhi, Li Xunming, wait and see. I will definitely return the favor. ”

Ling Changkong finally walked out of the dark corridor. In the sun, he lifted his handsome face and smile: “Misfortune might be a blessing in disguise. This is true after all.”