Pursued by the Top Grade Saintess after Engagement Annulled

The Evil Sword Spirit of the Third Grade Celestial God Realm is even harder to deal with than the Sword Demon of the same realm.

One attacks the body, the other attacks the Divine Sense. Xia Feng’s cultivation had long been enough to break through to the Celestial God Realm, yet he was stuck by multiple Great Dao.

But his Divine Sense was still much weaker compared to that of the Evil Sword Spirit at the Third Grade Celestial God Realm, and he didn’t have any Divine Techniques for a Divine Soul attack.

So in the end, battling the Evil Sword Spirit was purely Xia Feng relying on his willpower to hold on.

The Evil Sword Spirit let out a cackling laughter: "Boy, stop struggling and obediently submit to me."

"I can give you stronger cultivation, a more formidable body, why resist me?"

"After all, practicing the Great Dao of Celestial Sword or the Great Dao of Demon, it’s all cultivation. Boy, just open your heart, and there’s no difference between the two."

"In fact, the Great Dao of Demon is even more powerful than those other chaotic Great Dao."

Xia Feng’s mind uncontrollably recalled the appearance when the Sword Demon used the Great Dao of Demon, eroding all other Daos.

He tried hard to clear his mind, not wanting to continue being manipulated into such thoughts.

Xia Feng was a bit worried that if he kept thinking like this, he might become a puppet of the Evil Sword Spirit, just like those mindless Sword Demons.

The Evil Sword Spirit seemed to know what Xia Feng was thinking and continued to tempt him in his mind.

"No, those are just talentless shells, you’re different from them."

"You have high talent, I can keep your consciousness, just let you switch to a different primary Great Dao."

A hint of resistance and disgust appeared in Xia Feng’s expression, showing rejection towards the Evil Sword Spirit.

He refused to believe the Evil Sword Spirit’s deceitful words.

Xia Feng marshaled the last vestiges of Demon Power in his body, seemingly trying to cloak his Divine Sense in a final protective layer.

The Evil Sword Spirit, sensing the Demon Power within Xia Feng, thought it had successfully devoured him, and relaxed slightly for a moment.

In that instant, Xia Feng pulled the Evil Sword Spirit directly into the Dream Realm Pearl.

Xia Feng could originally only pull sleeping, cultivating, or willing people into a dream.

For evil spirits like the Evil Sword Spirit, which have no self-awareness and only evil instincts, he couldn’t normally draw them into the dream from outside.

But this Evil Sword Spirit hidden in the Celestial God Demon Heart ventured into Xia Feng’s Sea of Consciousness and, upon seeing the Demon Power there, thought it had successfully devoured Xia Feng, leading to a momentary lapse which Xia Feng exploited.

Within the Dream Realm Pearl, Xia Feng was an omnipotent god.

The Evil Sword Spirit looked at the unfamiliar surroundings and the Divine Power it found distasteful, all it showed was aversion and resistance.

"Where is this place?"

"Wasn’t I in your Sea of Consciousness?"

"Did you invert your Sea of Consciousness?"

"No, this place doesn’t have the aura of your Sea of Consciousness. Boy, how did you manage this?"

Dense black mist rose around its body, cloaking its stark black form as if particularly repulsed by the surrounding atmosphere.

As it surveyed the environment, it sent the dense black mist toward Xia Feng.

"Stop struggling, no matter how you struggle, in the end, you will merge with me."

"Even if you create more tricks..."

As the Evil Sword Spirit continued to boast, Xia Feng sneered and casually waved a blob of Divine Power to directly bind it in place.

The Evil Sword Spirit froze for a moment, then instantly struggled, clamoring, "Overestimating your ability..."

Xia Feng moved his fingertips, intensifying the Divine Power binding the Evil Sword Spirit: "It’s you who’s overestimating your ability. Here, I am an almighty existence."

He used the Divine Power to coalesce into a massive hand, pressing the Evil Sword Spirit into a replicated Sword Pool.

A trace of Sword Intent Xia Feng had retained remained in the Sword Pool, something that felt comfortable to him, presumably a deadly poison to the Evil Sword Spirit.

Sure enough, the Evil Sword Spirit began to scream frantically the moment it fell into the Sword Pool.

"Ah! What is this, this is the first stage Sword Pool! Impossible!"

"The Holy Sword has been corroded by us; there’s no way it could bring us back to the first stage!"

"This is an illusion, it must be an illusion!"

Xia Feng was somewhat intrigued by its words, seeming to have some connection to the Holy Sword.

He pulled the Evil Sword Spirit out, apparently intending to ask for more details, but after being ravaged by Sword Intent, the Evil Spirit appeared somewhat dazed.

No matter what Xia Feng asked, it remained in a stupefied state, unable to answer his questions.

He frowned slightly, moved a Divine Vein over, and directly locked the Evil Sword Spirit near the Divine Marrow.

This spot contained the densest Divine Power, and the Evil Sword Spirit greatly feared such power, making it the most fitting place to bind it.

Xia Feng still had plenty to do, preparing to find Li Qingxue and the others after absorbing the Celestial God Demon Heart to interrogate the Evil Sword Spirit about what it knew.

The Evil Sword Spirit was now dazed, and Xia Feng planned to let it rest for a while.

In the Dream Realm Pearl, no matter how the Evil Sword Spirit struggled, it couldn’t escape Xia Feng’s grasp.

He glanced at the Evil Sword Spirit a couple more times and then took the Celestial God Demon Heart into the Dream Realm Pearl.

This thing was a bit troublesome. Although the Demonic Qi on the Celestial God Demon Heart had weakened quite a bit after the Evil Sword Spirit had emerged, Xia Feng was still concerned about other potential dangers within.

Since he had the Great Dao of Demon within him, he decided not to remove the Great Dao of Demon inside; instead, he planned to absorb it entirely.

Xia Feng looked around and sat directly into the Sword Pool.

After attacking the Evil Sword Spirit, the previous Sword Intent had increased again, becoming even richer.

Xia Feng noticed the Sword Intent seemed to strongly reject the Great Dao of Demon, so he prepared to absorb the Celestial God Demon Heart within the Sword Pool.

If any issues arose, the Sword Intent in the Sword Pool could prevent Xia Feng from being devoured by the Great Dao of Demon.

He closed his eyes, placing the crystalline Celestial God Demon Heart on his forehead, and began absorbing its Great Dao.

A faint white mist emerged from the Celestial God Demon Heart, drifting ambiguously into Xia Feng’s mind.

It contained thin strands of black Demonic Qi, mixed together indistinguishably, spreading voraciously into Xia Feng’s body.

The bottleneck of the Celestial Tier Ninth Layer Martial God breaking through to the Celestial God Realm blocked the mist, seemingly trying to prevent it from continuing to saturate Xia Feng’s body.

When the mist touched that invisible barrier, Xia Feng couldn’t help but let out a muffled groan.