Chapter 903: Ruler of the Illusion

Chapter 903: Ruler of the Illusion

Deep within the headquarters of Dong Wei, hidden souls linger alongside wicked Demon Spirits, stored for later use, but ironically, they ended up being the ones used instead.

Demon Spirits are malicious and cunning entities; even a single soul carries incredible power, yet Dong Wei has continuously underestimated them. When placed in a prime environment rich in Demon Soul Power, they could easily overshadow others.

And now, it was exactly that—Lin Nuo had created an excellent environment during his attack, filled with abundant Demon Qi and various Souls, turning it into a vibrant breeding ground for Demon Spirits.

Though Guo Ran outwardly refused to cooperate with the Demon Spirits, he found it impossible to truly reject them. Now, walking towards his doom, he had become a pawn for the Demon Spirits.

In truth, this was part of the Demon Spirits’ plan. They seemed to submit to Dong Wei and be captured here, but they were actually seeking a suitable environment for their own growth.

Dong Wei’s stronghold was breeding all sorts of bizarre creatures, and countless humans had perished as test subjects in this cursed environment, naturally becoming a fertile ground for the Demon Spirits.

After all, when left alone, a Demon Spirit could easily dissipate, fading away if it lingered too long.

Thus, while Dong Wei thought it was imprisoning them, in reality, they were merely providing a sanctuary.

Now, the Demon Spirits possessed Guo Ran, who was desperately resisting, but it was clearly a losing battle; the Demon Spirit had evolved beyond measure and was thriving in the prime environment. Guo Ran was clearly unable to resist.

After a struggle, Guo Ran succumbed, becoming a vessel for the Demon Spirit, his body and gaze transforming into something more fierce and serious.

“If you had just agreed from the start, things wouldn’t have been so difficult,” the possessed Guo Ran shrugged, shaking his head, feeling quite pleased. With a human body, he could now unleash his full strength.

Without a sufficiently strong mindset, it was easy to fall victim to the Demon Spirits; the world was full of similar cases. Take Su Kexin’s father, Su Lingjiang, for example; he also faced such circumstances.

Now that the Demon Spirits were free, they decided to release other slightly weaker ones, and in an instant, they all emerged.

These Demon Spirits sought vessels, and the unsuspecting Dongwei people were perfect targets. Utilizing Guo Ran’s body and identity, they commanded the other Dongwei members, one by one stealing their bodies. Gradually, Dong Wei’s forces turned into an army of Demon Spirits.

“Great, we’re free now. That kid who came over has some skills. But against our army of Demon Spirits, he’ll be taken down easily.”

The Demon Spirits exuded a mysterious confidence; their strength lay in their ability to ravage humans’ minds. If force couldn’t solve the problem, they would resort to mental destruction.

After shattering the spirit, they could claim the body. They wouldn’t refuse a host with substantial power.

Next came their offensive.

Soon, the newly-formed army of Demon Spirits planned to confront Lin Nuo. With the cooperation of various Demon Spirits, destroying a person’s spirit would be far from difficult.

They intended to make their way out from the depths of Dong Wei’s stronghold, but they didn’t even need to go out—Lin Nuo came charging in.

Upon seeing that there were many people here, Lin Nuo noticed that the atmosphere was drastically different from outside; it was extremely dark, infused with Demon Qi.

He sensed the situation and quickly understood.

Demon Spirits were here, in numbers.

Dong Wei was indeed raising Demon Spirits—how reckless.

They were playing with fire, daring to nurture such creatures.

Lin Nuo focused on Guo Ran and figured out what was happening.

Well, they’ve been caught, and it’s not just one person.

Look at your Dong Wei—what a mess you’ve made. Now you’re reaping what you’ve sown.

This round truly involved a whole group getting ensnared.

So now, what faces them isn’t just the Dongwei people, but indeed this band of Demon Spirits.

Would the Demon Spirits do nothing? Of course not.

These Demon Spirits, having possessed human bodies, combined the Dongwei people’s strength with their own Demon Soul Power, thereby enhancing their abilities. However, they didn’t intend to fight head-on but directly exploited mental destruction.

They quickly scattered, surrounding Lin Nuo with uncanny synchronicity and starting their spell.

This Demon Array sprang to life, strange patterns appearing on the ground, and Lin Nuo felt as though his feet had sunk into something murky.

This was a coordinated effort by multiple Demon Spirits, and its power was immense, while Lin Nuo found himself sinking deeper.

Once trapped, it would lead to an endless abyss, where his inner self would face interminable torment, and all the Demon Spirits would strike to crush him.

Lin Nuo didn’t break free; he stood there, quickly becoming enmeshed in the Demon Array.

What awaited him was a vast dark space filled with piercing sounds, an unbearable clamor of fear, revealing countless hideous and ferocious creatures along with pools of blood.

Then appeared the armies of bloodthirsty warriors, the wicked Demon Masters, and the savage Demon Beasts. In that instant, Lin Nuo felt like he stood at the center of a stampede, the surging army ready to tear him into a thousand pieces.

Facing this grand spectacle, Lin Nuo remained unfazed.

Among this army, one leader appeared; he resembled Guo Ran, yet he was truly a Demon Spirit. An icy smile graced his lips as he raised a hand.

Then, a torrent of soldiers surged towards Lin Nuo, thousands strong, intending to crush him.

Should he perish, his spirit would crumble, leaving his soul forever imprisoned, and his body would be theirs to use.

As the army rushed forward to destroy him, in that split second, Lin Nuo’s outer garments transformed into a black battle robe adorned with a dragon insignia, and his sword transformed into a dark purple blade, etched with the souls of dragons and phoenixes.

His body and gaze shifted as well, now a terrifying crimson, exuding an extraordinarily potent Demon Qi.

He lifted the dark purple Demon Sword effortlessly, swinging it down, summoning the dragon and phoenix souls.

In that moment, they were no longer the pure dragons and fiery phoenixes; both divine beasts mutated into Demon Beasts, their eyes turning crimson, their forms darkening.

This was the first time Lin Nuo witnessed these Sword Souls transforming into demonic creatures since wielding his sword.

This feeling was exhilarating.

In reality, you two remained unchanged; only here in the illusion did you transform.

Well, better late than never.

Kill!

With a swing of the Demon Sword, a powerful surge of sword Qi unleashed, obliterating the advancing army, while the dragon and phoenix souls gaped wide, devouring them.

The tide of battle shifted instantly; the Demon Spirits, who thought they had the upper hand, were engulfed in despair just moments later.

What is this, who is this person…

They gazed at Lin Nuo in awe, draped in a black battle robe with Dragon and Phoenix Spirit Demon Sword, a stark contrast to the previous version of him.

He seemed like the supreme being of the demonic path, unstoppable, instilling a deep fear in them.

This was supposedly their domain, yet it became their slaughterhouse.

All the Demon Spirits within this illusion were destined to be hunted down.