Abyss Summoner

The White Dragon entered a state of near death.

But the more critical this moment was, the more cautious and meticulous Chen Feng became. Facing such an extraordinary creature, carelessness often led to fatal consequences!

A long whip rose from his palm, and Chen Feng looked at the White Dragon not far away, threw the whip directly over, and fiercely wrapped it around the dragon’s neck. Then he exerted force, the flaming whip tightened little by little, its temperature so high that even the air around started to emit a scorched smell.

The entanglement lasted for two minutes, but the White Dragon remained unmoved, indicating that this powerful Giant Dragon truly had lost its life.

Yet, Chen Feng did not stop.

To capture the power of the Giant Dragon, a blood baptism must be performed while its bodily functions haven’t disappeared. If delayed too long, the effect would be greatly diminished.

Chen Feng walked towards the opponent with the flaming sword in hand, it was only then he realized his legs were somewhat exhausted. The high-intensity burst had caused some damage to his leg muscles.

Nevertheless, it was all worth it.

A White Dragon’s corpse.

No reward was more tempting than this!

Chen Feng raised the flaming sword without hesitation and thrust it fiercely into the White Dragon’s neck. Due to the previous entanglement, the dragon scales were relatively softened, and without obstacles, the artery in the White Dragon’s neck completely ruptured.

"Splat!"

Streams and streams of scorching dragon blood spilled out.

The thick blood drenched onto Chen Feng.

At this moment, the White Dragon resembled a lamb awaiting slaughter, entirely lacking the formidable will a Giant Dragon should possess. Instead, its massive body lay there like a mountain, showing an unspeakable sense of tragedy.

The icy dragon blood covered Chen Feng’s entire body, but after a moment, the blood began to boil, as if it was about to roast him alive. Chen Feng even felt his skin cracking, like a person falling into lava.

Waves of scorching energy flowed within Chen Feng.

He was so hot!

It felt as if he was being roasted over flames!

This burning pain was almost unbearable for Chen Feng’s will. He couldn’t suppress a painful groan and kneeled on the ground, trembling uncontrollably. Flames burned on his body, the true flames ignited by the White Dragon’s blood.

Although the White Dragon was an Ice Element creature, its blood was filled with terrifying natural power, and Chen Feng was undergoing subtle changes.

Vaguely, the power belonging to the Demon slowly gathered on him, and the Demon Horn on his head transformed a bit, from its appearance, it even had some embryonic form of a Giant Dragon.

The Demon’s bloodline—chaotic and powerful.

A Demon can almost assimilate any gene, just like now, Chen Feng had unexpectedly integrated a trace of the White Dragon’s power. No, not merely the White Dragon. The Red Dragon’s will was also conquered, at this moment, Chen Feng’s body was like a container, mastering the genes of Demon, White Dragon, and Red Dragon, his appearance and temperament both underwent astonishing transformations.

The power is not enough.

The power is still far from enough.

Chen Feng, enduring the heat on his body, opened his eyes, staggered closer to the White Dragon, and pierced through the White Dragon’s chest with his bare hands. Upon withdrawal, he held a heart like a coconut in his hand.

With a fierce squeeze.

Chen Feng then held the heart above his head, immediately, a power several times stronger than before poured onto his body.

He looked up, a hint of madness flashing in his eyes. At this moment, chaotic memories even flowed into Chen Feng’s mind through the blood.

These memories were merely fragments. The strength of the Giant Dragon lay in its blood containing some magical energy. It’s said that applying dragon blood at certain points on a man would enhance certain abilities, better and more enduring than any spirit pill.

In the black market, the price of a small bottle of dragon blood had even soared to an astounding level, and like now, Chen Feng was bathed in pure essence blood, if seen by ordinary people, they would be directly shocked.

Chen Feng’s momentum rose continuously.

Just completing the dragon slaying allowed his vitality and spirit to reach a peak state, evoking a feeling akin to ’ten years of sword hiding, unsheathing in one morning’, the completely burned visage did not impact his momentum at all; instead, it made him more dangerous and deadly!

This momentum.

Even in the Abyss, some weaker Demons would vow allegiance to him without reserve or shame.

Compared to the so-called Heaven, that place inhabited only by creatures known as Angels, any Demon or Devil entering there would face ruthless slaughter.

Yet the Abyss isn’t like that, although mostly filled with Demons, the residents there wouldn’t mind if the opposing party is human or other species. Demons’ objectives are simply to lure others to become fallen beings like themselves.

The Abyss is like a mire, any creature that inadvertently falls in will quickly transform into a dark entity.

Chen Feng completed his metamorphosis.

Some energies transformed, while more energies were stored deeply in the blood, only truly awakening upon reaching a certain realm.

Chen Feng exhaled a mouthful of turbid air slowly.

Having absorbed the White Dragon’s power, he had a high resistance to ice attribute damage. It’s a complex situation—Chen Feng clearly being a Blazing Demon, yet possessing resistance to frost.

The blood belonging to the White Dragon had mostly drained, and even the nearby ground had been dyed red, saturated with a thick, bloody smell.

Chen Feng glanced at the White Dragon’s corpse, a flicker of thought passed through his eyes.

Though the blood had run dry, the White Dragon still had some other value. A powerful corpse could be used entirely as a sacrificial offering for summoning.

Though the six summoning slots were used up, Chen Feng could still employ the White Dragon’s corpse for a temporary summoning.

No time to delay.

Though Chen Feng’s power wouldn’t be affected in the ice mountain, the cold there still made heat-loving Chen Feng feel a bit uneasy. He needed to quickly complete the summoning and then find a way to leave.

Taking a step forward, Chen Feng extended his hand back into the White Dragon’s chest again.

The Blood Sacrifice began.

Chen Feng’s mind was ever-changing rapidly, tides and furious waves of nuclear energy coursed through, amongst which countless demons and beasts enshrouded. Strange and bizarre, surging and overwhelming, a bizarre spectacle even emitted a dark red ghostly light that chilled the heart.