138: The devil takes over the body, the Taoist body begins to gain power

The anomalies between heaven and earth had not yet fully dispersed.

Purple Qi still surged, and golden lotuses still drifted.

The figure who had just successfully Undergoing Tribulation, bathed in the gaze of all, should have been the sole protagonist at this moment.

However, a twisted, venomous black light tore through this sacred scene.

Fast.

Extremely fast.

The Source of the Heavenly Demon, now only the size of a human head, burned everything it had, transforming into a desperate streak of light, ignoring space and distance, and instantly appeared before Lin Fan.

Its target was Lin Fan's glabella.

"Oh no!"

Su Meier, who had just recovered from her immense joy in the distance, felt her heart violently gripped by an invisible hand.

The blood instantly drained from her beautiful face, still streaked with tears, leaving only boundless pallor and terror.

She wanted to scream.

She wanted to warn him.

But her throat felt as if it were tightly constricted, unable to utter any sound.

The resolute, destructive will emanating from the Demon made her thoughts almost completely halt.

The Nascent Soul Old Monsters also had their pupils contract sharply.

They had only just managed to regain a shred of their thinking ability from the shock of Lin Fan's Undergoing Tribulation.

In the blink of an eye, they witnessed this earth-shattering scene again.

A sneak attack!

At the most vulnerable moment, immediately after successfully Undergoing Tribulation, when one's Qi was transitioning and the Nascent Soul was not yet fully stable, to encounter a Source of the Heavenly Demon from beyond the Universe attempting a desperate Possession!

How malicious!

How precise!

A twisted look of schadenfreude even appeared on Old Ancestor Chiyang's face.

Die.

A Prodigy like him should not exist in this world.

Being Possessed by a Demon was better than letting him grow and become a mountain weighing down on everyone.

The black light, carrying a monstrous Demonic thought capable of polluting the entire Secret Realm, fiercely struck Lin Fan's glabella under everyone's gaze.

"Such a perfect Dao Body!"

"Such a Heaven-Defying Nascent Soul!"

"It's mine! Hahahahaha!"

The Demon's mad and greedy will, like the most turbulent black tsunami, surged into Lin Fan's Sea of Consciousness.

It had already seen the dawn of victory.

It saw the flawless, small Nascent Soul figure sitting cross-legged.

It could feel the Nascent Soul's power, but it could also feel its current "immaturity" and "weakness."

Just rush over, pollute him, devour him, occupy him!

This perfect Cauldron, which had never appeared in countless eons, would become its divine seat for returning to the world!

However, just as its Demonic thought was about to touch the Nascent Soul.

A will, from deeper within this body, awakened.

That was not Lin Fan's will.

That was an older, more overbearing, more unreasonable instinct, originating from the "Dao Body" itself.

Hunger.

An extreme sense of thirst, impossible to describe in any words, as if it had been hungry for hundreds of millions of eons, erupted from every particle of this body.

If the Demon's greed was a tsunami.

Then this hunger was a black hole capable of devouring the entire Universe.

The small Nascent Soul figure, originally sitting cross-legged and seemingly enduring immense pressure, had the wisp of immortal Dao charm on its glabella tremble slightly.

Lin Fan instantly understood.

He "watched" the Source of the Heavenly Demon that had rushed into his Sea of Consciousness and was roaring towards his Nascent Soul.

He felt the almost coquettish, impatient craving emanating from his Soul-Devouring Dao Body.

A crisis?

No.

This was... a supreme tonic, delivered right to his doorstep.

Lin Fan's lips slowly curved into a cold arc, tinged with a hint of cruelty and excitement.

Not only did he not resist.

Instead, he actively opened all of his Divine Soul defenses.

The small Nascent Soul figure even showed a highly provocative smile towards the Source of the Heavenly Demon.

Come.

Walk into my trap.

"Seeking death!"

The Demon's will was completely enraged by this contemptuous attitude.

It thought this was the opponent playing tricks, a final struggle.

It no longer hesitated, overjoyed, transforming into the purest Primordial Demonic light, and plunged in headfirst.

Then.

It regretted it.

The moment it rushed into the depths of Lin Fan's Sea of Consciousness, it discovered with horror that what it had entered was not a Sea of Consciousness where it could roam freely at all.

But rather... a Soul millstone filled with countless black whirlpools!

Chii chii chii chii —

Those countless tiny black whirlpools, like sharks smelling blood, all came alive in an instant.

They spun frantically, erupting with terrifying devouring power, like a billion tenacious chains, tightly coiling around and adhering to the Source of the Heavenly Demon.

"Ah ah ah! What is this!?"

The Demon let out a shriek of terror that distorted its voice.

It felt its Origin rapidly draining away at an incomprehensible speed.

Those Origin powers, which it considered life and contained pure Demonic Path Law, were easily torn apart, decomposed, and then devoured by those black whirlpools.

It wanted to escape.

But it found itself completely unable to move.

It was like a mosquito stuck in a spiderweb; the more it struggled, the tighter it became entangled, and the faster it was devoured.

Walking into a trap.

These four words were its only feeling at this moment.

Outside.

Everyone held their breath.

Su Meier's heart had sunk to rock bottom; she closed her eyes in despair, unable to bear watching further.

But the anticipated scene of Lin Fan being entangled by Devilish Qi and his eyes turning pitch black did not occur.

After the black light drilled into Lin Fan's glabella, there was no more movement.

Lin Fan still stood there quietly, not even a corner of his clothes stirring.

"What's going on?"

A Nascent Soul Old Monster couldn't help but probe with his Divine Sense.

The next second, he let out a muffled groan, his face instantly turning pale, as if he had seen something extremely terrifying, and quickly retracted his Divine Sense.

"That... that kid's body... is a bottomless pit!"

"The Source of the Heavenly Demon... is being devoured!"

At these words, the entire scene fell into dead silence.

Everyone's gaze was fixed on Lin Fan.

They could clearly see that at Lin Fan's glabella, beneath the skin where the black light had penetrated, an invisible whirlpool seemed to be slowly rotating.

The Source of the Heavenly Demon was struggling, twisting, and then... shrinking at a visible speed.

Lin Fan closed his eyes, an expression of immense satisfaction on his face.

Streams of incredibly pure Soul energy, stripped of all Demonic Path Impurities, flowed like a hundred rivers returning to the sea, continuously being transformed by the Soul-Devouring Dao Body and poured into his Nascent Soul.

His small Nascent Soul figure was becoming solidified, transparent, and brilliant at an inconceivable speed.

The wisp of immortal Dao charm on his glabella also became increasingly clear and profound.

This feeling of skyrocketing Divine Soul was so comfortable that he almost groaned aloud.

He even spared a trace of his mind, slowly opening his eyes.

His gaze passed over the Nascent Soul Old Monsters, who were completely numb, like stone sculptures.

It landed precisely on the swaying figure in the distance.

He saw Su Meier's tear-streaked face, filled with despair and pain.

Lin Fan gently blinked at her.

In his eyes, there was no pain, no crisis.

Only a hint of comfort, a hint of smugness, and even a hint of... "Look, I'm eating something good again" playful amusement.

Su Meier was completely stunned.

The tears in her eyes still clung to her eyelashes.

She looked at Lin Fan's relaxed expression, then at the terrifying Demonic light being "digested" at his glabella.

An extremely absurd thought emerged in her mind.

He... he's... eating the Demon as a snack?

The immense emotional contrast left her mind blank; her heart, which had been hanging high, returned to its place, followed by a complex emotion of being unable to cry or laugh, mixed with embarrassment and relief, surging into her heart.

Her cheeks, uncontrollably, flushed red.

"No—!"

Just then, a final curse, filled with venom and unwillingness, exploded in Lin Fan's Sea of Consciousness.

"You devil! You monster!"

"This perfect Dao Body of yours is a forbidden item! An anomaly not tolerated by heaven and earth!"

"It will bring true disaster upon you! It will attract the covetous gaze of the 'Era Calamity'! Those 'Hunters' who walk among the heavens will eventually find you!"

"You will suffer a fate ten thousand times more tragic than mine today! I curse you—!"

The voice stopped abruptly.

The last trace of Source of the Heavenly Demon was completely devoured and purified by the Soul-Devouring Dao Body, leaving not even a speck of residue.

Lin Fan paid no attention to this final curse.

Era Calamity?

Hunters?

Those were matters for later.

Right now, he only cared about the changes within his own body.

He slowly closed his eyes and looked inward.

Within his Dantian, the small Nascent Soul figure that had devoured the complete Source of the Heavenly Demon was now completely stable.

It emitted a soft, lustrous glow, sacred and powerful.

However, in the deepest part of that precious light, there seemed to be an indescribable, anomalous radiance that transcended the realm of "immortal grade," carrying the essence of devouring all things.