LRAB Chapter 235 What I Want, You Can't Give Me
Chapter 235 What I Want, You Can't Give Me
Meng Xuanjun clutched her chest tightly, an expression of disbelief on her face, her gaze fixed on the figure slowly emerging from the illusion—Wu Heyi.
At this moment, for the first time, he felt an indescribable fear and helplessness, and a thought that he felt he could not overcome surged into his mind like a tide.
Throughout history, no matter how powerful the opponent, even if they had reached the awe-inspiring realm of a Soul King, none of them could escape from the illusion created by Meng Xuanjun's fifth Soul Skill.
However, Wu Heyi was an exception today. He not only successfully escaped the illusion, but also shattered it completely with overwhelming force.
Mengxuanjun's gaze involuntarily fell on the burning incense stick next to her, which was now less than half a centimeter long.
He knew very well that the next strike would be the key to victory, and also his last gamble.
Although he knew that his opponent was almost invincible, his strong desire to win drove him to refuse to admit defeat easily. He was determined to go all in and gamble again!
Fourth Soul Skill: Nightmare!
With a furious shout, Meng Xuanjun's eyes suddenly shot out a dazzling purple light, like two brilliant purple gems set in their sockets.
And in the depths of those deep eyes, some mysterious force seemed to be spinning rapidly. Anyone who dared to meet their gaze would immediately have their deepest fears triggered, causing them to surface in the real world like a nightmare.
Wu Heyi met Meng Xuanjun's gaze without fear. Their eyes met and collided in the air, instantly sparking countless sparks.
However, Wu Heyi was not entirely on the defensive; he exuded a powerful aura, subtly revealing an indomitable will.
The moment their eyes met, Wu Heyi released the meditation mudra in his hand like lightning.
In an instant, everything around seemed to freeze, and even time stopped flowing.
At this moment, the soul skill that Mengxuanjun was originally preparing to use could not be released normally due to this sudden time stop.
Wu Heyi stared intently at the Thunder Axe in his hand, which was radiating lightning, and pondered to himself:
Even though the person in front of him was transformed from a 100,000-year-old soul beast, he had not committed any unforgivable crimes. It was hard for him to just hold an axe and hack and slash at him at will.
However, having already taken action, they naturally cannot give up easily.
In the blink of an eye, the Thunder Axe in Wu Heyi's hand suddenly flashed with light and transformed into two heavy Thunder Hammers.
Immediately afterwards, he moved like the wind, quickly circling behind Meng Xuanjun, and thrusting out both hammers, striking various acupoints all over Meng Xuanjun's body.
Each click was accompanied by a tiny flash of lightning, landing precisely on the acupoint.
After activating all the acupoints, Wu Heyi gently snapped his fingers.
As the crisp sound rang out, the flow of time and space suddenly returned to normal.
However, just a second later, Mengxuanjun was surprised to find that Wu Heyi's figure had vanished without a trace, as if he had never appeared at all.
But the next second, Mengxuanjun suddenly felt a strong sense of discomfort rising from within her body.
He felt his blood and qi surging like boiling water, and the acupoints that Wu Heyi had hit earlier were now throbbing with excruciating pain.
The pain showed no signs of abating; on the contrary, it intensified, feeling as if countless steel needles were simultaneously piercing acupoints, making it unbearable.
However, in that breathtaking moment, the incense stick also burned to its end and eventually broke quietly.
Seeing this scene, Mengxuanjun felt an indescribable sense of regret.
Although he already knew perfectly well that he was no match for the incredibly powerful Wu Heyi, he still felt extremely frustrated.
After all, this intense competition did not allow him to fully demonstrate his true strength.
However, Mengxuanjun has always been a man of his word, a man of his word.
Since the rules of this competition have been acknowledged and accepted, those who lose must accept the outcome calmly and be mentally prepared accordingly.
His face was grim, and he said to Wu Heyi with great reluctance:
"Alright, you win this time, but I have to admit, your methods are far too cunning!"
Then, he gritted his teeth and continued:
"Wait a moment, and I will write down everything about the method of consuming spirits for you without reservation."
Besides that, is there anything else you want?
Upon hearing this, Wu He smiled knowingly at Meng Xuanjun, but the smile quickly froze on his face, replaced by an awkward atmosphere that was hard to breathe.
After a moment of silence, he slowly began to speak:
"Actually, you have the ability to give me what I need, but I don't think you would give it to me easily."
As he spoke, Wu Heyi's eyes were fixed on Meng Xuanjun in front of him, as if he wanted to see through his eyes to the secrets deep in his heart.
If Wu Heyi's guess is correct, and Mengxuanjun is a soul beast that has cultivated for 100,000 years and transformed into a human, then the attributes of his original body are relevant to Wu Heyi.
It's simply the kind of thing I've always dreamed of; the compatibility between the two is absolutely perfect.
The legendary dream-eating beast is born with the attribute of darkness. However, because it often appears at night and has the unique ability to traverse the dreams of others, it also possesses extremely powerful spiritual attributes.
This is why the Dream Eater is both a creature of the dark attribute and possesses powerful spiritual attributes.
Wu Heyi urgently needed a dark attribute soul ring to fuse into his martial soul.
It is important to understand that for a Soul Master, the acquisition of each Soul Ring is crucial, directly affecting the improvement of their strength and subsequent development.
Meng Xuanjun stared at Wu Heyi with a disdainful expression and said loudly:
"Impossible! Just tell me what you need, and I can find it for you anywhere within a radius of hundreds or even thousands of miles!"
Clearly, Mengxuanjun was quite dissatisfied with Wu Heyi's request, feeling that the other party had once again underestimated his abilities.
Wu Heyi shook his head helplessly and explained:
"I've already made it very clear. Now that my level has reached 60, I should be promoted to Soul Emperor."
However, the reality is that my cultivation level is still stuck at the Soul King stage, and I am unable to break through the bottleneck.
Therefore, I urgently need to obtain my sixth spirit ring to further increase my strength!
After saying this, Wu Heyi looked earnestly at Meng Xuanjun, hoping that the other party could understand his predicament and lend a helping hand.
However, Mengxuanjun is not someone who is easily trusted.
He frowned slightly, instantly focusing his attention on sensing the aura and soul power fluctuations emanating from Wu Heyi.
This method of sensing the other party's true situation is not difficult for Soul Masters who have reached the Soul King level.
He keenly sensed that beneath Wu Heyi's seemingly powerful battle aura, comparable to that of a Soul Emperor, his true cultivation level was merely at the peak of the Soul King level.
This discovery secretly surprised him.
At this moment, Meng Xuanjun, who was standing to the side, had not yet grasped the deeper meaning of Wu Heyi's words, and still said in a hearty manner:
"It's just a spirit ring!"
Just tell me what attributes you want, and I'll find them for you, even if it means going through fire and water!
Clearly, Mengxuan was overconfident in her abilities and had no idea of the challenges she was about to face.
Seeing this, Wu Heyi knew he couldn't beat around the bush any longer, so he directly stated his needs:
"What I need is a spirit ring produced by a 10-year-old spirit beast, and the primary attribute of this spirit ring must initially be dark!"
When Wu Heyi uttered those words, it was as if time itself stood still.
In an instant, Mengxuanjun froze on the spot as if struck by lightning, and the enthusiasm that had been on his face vanished without a trace.
Immediately afterwards, an uncontrollable anger slowly emanated from his body, causing him to tremble slightly, and the surrounding air seemed to become heavy because of his anger.