141: Chapter 140 A tattered robe pretending to be a powerful figure? Watch me pierce you with one sword!

The black mass floated in mid-air, slowly rotating.

Lin Feng stared at it, his mind racing.

Ancient Great Power?

That's it?

A black, shapeless mass, like smoke, like mist, like a shadow?

He had seen portraits of Ancient Great Powers in textbooks—immortal-like, with flowing white beards, draped in rosy light, and treading on auspicious clouds.

This thing in front of him, let alone immortal-like, didn't even resemble a human.

"Are you the owner here?" Lin Feng asked.

The black mass "spoke."

That warm current once again surged into his mind.

"Yes... this... is my... Immortal Cave."

Lin Feng almost laughed out loud.

Immortal Cave?

That's it?

A desert, a withered tree, a pile of scattered bones, and a black shadow?

If this was an Immortal Cave, then his rented room was a palace.

Suppressing his laughter, he asked again, "Then how did you become like this?"

The black mass was silent for a moment.

The warm current came again, but this time it was intermittent, like a radio with bad reception.

"Too long... too long... power... scattered... body... gone... only... this... remains..."

Lin Feng nodded, a look of sympathy on his face.

"Oh, so that's what happened. That's truly tragic."

Feeling his sympathy, the black mass floated half a meter forward.

"You... willing... to help me?"

Lin Feng sneered inwardly, but maintained his sympathetic expression.

"Help you? How can I help?"

The black mass became agitated, its rotation speed increasing several times.

The warm current became urgent, like someone rushing to speak.

"Give me... your body... I will use your... body... to reshape... when I recover... I will give you... supreme Cultivation Techniques... endless Medicinal Pills... invincible Magic Treasures... whatever you want... you shall have..."

Lin Feng looked at it, saying nothing.

The black mass thought he was hesitating, and floated another half meter forward, its voice more urgent.

"Don't you want to become stronger? Don't you want to stand above all races? Don't you want to become the Dominator of this world? I can give you all of it. Just give me your body."

Lin Feng finally smiled.

Not a sympathetic smile, not a hesitant smile, but a mocking one.

"You mean, you want to Possess me?"

The black mass paused.

The warm current became hesitant.

"Possession... that word... doesn't sound good... it's cooperation... it's a win-win..."

"Win-win?" Lin Feng laughed even harder.

"You take over my body, and I turn into a black blob like you? You call that a win-win?"

The black mass was silent for a second.

Then, the warm current changed; it was no longer warm, but cold, like a snake burrowing into his mind.

"You... unwilling?"

Lin Feng put away his smile and looked at it.

"What do you think?"

The black mass stopped rotating.

It floated there, motionless.

That cold warm current echoed in his mind.

"Do you know... how many people... want this opportunity? Do you know... how many people... knelt before me... begging me to take them as disciples? You, a mere... level 48... F-Rank Talent... trash... dare to refuse me?"

Lin Feng's gaze turned cold.

He stared at the black mass.

"What did you just say? Trash?"

The black mass seemed to realize it had said the wrong thing, and its cold aura receded slightly.

"I didn't... mean that... I mean... your Talent... is indeed not high... but it doesn't matter... I can help you... as long as you are willing..."

"Unwilling." Lin Feng interrupted it.

The black mass completely stopped moving.

It floated there, like a solidified inkblot.

Then, it began to expand.

From the size of a basketball, it grew to the size of a washbasin, then to the size of a millstone.

The cold aura surged from it, like a winter wind, making Lin Feng's cheeks sting.

"You... dare... to refuse me?"

The voice was no longer a warm current; it was a real, audible sound.

Hoarse, deep, and grating, like metal scraping against stone.

Lin Feng looked at it and smiled.

"So what if I refuse you? Are you going to bite me?"

The black mass trembled with rage.

It had no body, but Lin Feng could feel it trembling.

It was expanding, contracting, expanding, contracting, like a heart about to explode.

The voice became even sharper.

"Do you know who I am? I am the owner of the Kunlun Ruins! I am an Ancient Great Power! I have lived for 100,000 years! I have killed more powerful cultivators than you have seen people! You, an ant at level 48, dare to be arrogant in front of me?!"

Lin Feng picked his ears.

"You've lived for 100,000 years and you've ended up like this? A black, shapeless, tattered robe?"

The black mass completely went mad.

It suddenly expanded to three meters high, like a black flame, twisting wildly in the air.

"I'll kill you! I'll kill you! I'll tear your body to shreds! I'll devour your Soul! I'll make sure you never reincarnate!"

Lin Feng drew his dragon slaying sword. "Come on."

The black mass pounced.

Its speed was astonishing, like a black arrow, shooting straight for Lin Feng's chest.

Lin Feng dodged sideways, sweeping with his dragon slaying sword.

The blade cut through the black mass, like cutting through a wisp of smoke, hitting nothing.

The black mass floated past the blade, drifted behind Lin Feng, and then pounced back.

Lin Feng turned and struck again with his sword.

Still, he hit nothing.

The black mass floated around him, its speed increasing, like a black whirlwind.

Lin Feng stood in the center of the whirlwind, his dragon slaying sword slashing left and right, but every strike missed.

The thing had no physical form; the dragon slaying sword couldn't hit it.

Lin Feng stopped, catching his breath.

The black mass also stopped, floating three meters in front of him.

It had no eyes, but Lin Feng could feel it smiling.

"Can't hit me, can you?"

The voice became smug again.

"I have no physical form, no shape. What can you use to hit me? No matter how powerful your sword is, it can't harm a single hair on me. And I..."

It paused, its voice turning sinister.

"I can slowly play with you until you die. Your physical strength will be exhausted, your magic power will be exhausted, your spirit will be exhausted. By then, you won't even be able to stand steadily, so how will you resist me?"

Lin Feng looked at it, saying nothing.

The black mass thought he was scared, and its voice grew even more smug.

"It's not too late to regret. Give me your body, and I'll spare your life. When I reshape my body, I'll find you a better shell. Guaranteed to be a hundred times stronger than your current one. How about it?"

Lin Feng smiled. "You're dreaming."

The black mass was stunned. "What did you say?"

"I said you're dreaming." Lin Feng raised his dragon slaying sword, and the golden patterns on the blade began to glow.

"You think just because I have no physical form, I can't do anything to you?"

The black mass retreated a meter.

Its voice was no longer smug; it became wary. "What do you want to do?"

Lin Feng didn't answer.

He raised his left hand, and golden light converged in his palm.

It wasn't the light of the dragon slaying sword; it was pure, scorching light.

That was the light element, the power he was most familiar with.

"Judgment of Light!"

A golden light sword condensed above his head and slashed towards the black mass.

The black mass tried to dodge, but the light sword was too fast.

It dodged halfway, but was grazed by the edge of the light sword.

Hiss—

A soft sound, like water dripping into hot oil.

The part of the black mass grazed by the light sword emitted black smoke and shrank back a large section.

"Ah—!"

It let out a scream, sharp and piercing.