"Brat! You're too arrogant! The world of Psychic Energy isn't as simple as you imagine it to be! "
Masil shrieked. Whoosh! An enormous black demon god emerged from the black sea, wielding a trident, its body exuding black flames. The trident in its hand thundered like a bolt of lightning toward the flood dragons formed from Wang Chong's Psychic Energy.
Peng, a black Flood Dragon's lower jaw was pierced by the halberd, and it instantly exploded into a puff of black smoke, disappearing without a trace. The black demon god swept its halberd horizontally again, and with a series of loud booms, another seven or eight Flood Dragons were reduced to dust. The black demon god's attacks were clearly stronger than the dragons'.
However, no matter how powerful the black demon god's attack was, it could not withstand the storm-like attacks of thousands of flood dragons. In the blink of an eye, with a miserable howl, the black demon god immediately disappeared into the void.
"It's useless. In the Psychic World, I have countless demon gods. You can't beat me!"
Masil's gloomy voice resounded through the world. Before he could finish his words, one, two, three … Tens of thousands of Demon Gods emerged from the surface of the black sea and attacked the flood dragons that filled the sky. This was a gruesome massacre, with flood dragon after flood dragon falling to the attacks of the black demon gods.
But before Masil could gloat for long, the flood dragons in the sky suddenly began to transform. The muscles on the forehead of one of the flood dragons bulged, transforming into a pair of knotted dragon horns. At the same time, the flood dragon's body began to swell. One time, two times, three times … The flood dragons were now ten times their original size. They were no longer flood dragons, but massive black dragons.
"What?!"
Masil's eyes went wide in disbelief at the transformation of the flood dragons.
"Masil, if you're done with your moves, it's my turn now!"
Wang Chong's voice rumbled like thunder, reverberating above the black ocean. Pu, before the voice had even died away, a black flame that was like a river spewed out from the dragon's mouth, instantly burning through the chest of a black demon god. That black demon god lowered its head, staring blankly at the large hole in its chest. A few seconds later, it exploded with a boom, turning into a cloud of black smoke.
"Damn it!"
Masil's mind reeled in shock.
"I won't lose to you. I absolutely won't lose to you!"
"Masil, what other skills do you have?"
Wang Chong's voice came down from the sky, and Masil was instantly enraged by these words.
"Reckless fool! You've only learned a little bit of mental power, and you really think you can fight against me? Today, I'll let you know what the terrifying abyss is. "
Masil clenched his teeth. As a noble priest and commander of the Behemoth Army, he could not allow himself to lose to a fledgling brat.
Rumble! With a thought from Masil, the black ocean underwent a massive transformation. All the black water vanished, replaced by an enormous maw.
This massive mouth was unimaginably large, and the black dragons that Wang Chong had transformed into were like specks of dust in comparison. The massive mouth swallowed all the black dragons in one gulp.
"You think you've seen through my secret? Laughable! This is the ultimate secret of Psychic Energy. Now that you've entered my Abyssal World, you can forget about ever leaving. You will be my slave for all eternity! "
Masil's voice rose and fell, brimming with boundless conceit.
The world of Psychic Energy was a strange and treacherous place, and it contained countless techniques. But amongst all these techniques, the supreme Psychic Energy technique was unquestionably the Psychic World.
As a supreme Psychic Energy expert, Masil had formed his own Psychic World ten years ago. In the process of helping the Arabian Empire invade the various countries, Masil had used this technique to subdue countless Psychic Energy practitioners and martial artists, imprisoning their souls and making them his slaves for all eternity.
The Abyssal World!
This was Masil's unique ability. In the Arabian Empire, even the governors and Great Generals who didn't know any Psychic arts knew of Masil's Abyssal World.
The Abyssal World could only be used once a month, and Masil's mental injuries from his battle with Wang Chong made it impossible for him to use the Abyssal World. But Masil's hatred for Wang Chong was too great to care about. He wanted to use the Abyssal World to forever trap Wang Chong's soul in his mental world.
Bzzz! The sky darkened as Wang Chong's black dragons were completely trapped in Masil's Psychic World.
"This ability …"
Wang Chong narrowed his eyes. Masil's Psychic Energy was extremely unique and bizarre, but Wang Chong could still sense a flaw in this Psychic World. This world was not as rigid as he had imagined.
"Haha, let me see what else you can do now! Enter my Psychic World. In ten days, you'll slowly forget your memories of the past. When the time comes, you'll become my slave, obedient to my every command. "
The endless abyss roiled down below, and black energy surged in from all directions, swiftly condensing into Masil's avatar. Masil's face was brimming with the satisfaction of a victor.
The best way to take revenge on an enemy was to kill them, and an even better way was to make them a slave for all eternity, forcing them to submit to one's will. Only now was victory truly within his grasp in this contest with Wang Chong.
"Is that so?"
A voice drifted down from the sky, and the tens of thousands of black dragons in the sky began to converge. In the blink of an eye, all the black dragons vanished. Wang Chong summoned a psychic clone of his and slowly descended from the sky. The armor on his body also began to change, slowly turning from black to gold and exuding a noble and divine aura.
"Boom!"
With Wang Chong's voice, a massive golden arm slammed into the abyss with the weight of a thunderbolt. It was just a simple palm, but in an instant, the entire abyss was immediately stirred up with huge waves. Even the entire world was shaking because of it.
Although Wang Chong was not a Psychic Energy practitioner and didn't know many Psychic Energy techniques at the start, his Psychic Energy had been one of the best in the world from the moment of his rebirth. Due to the obsession in his heart, his mental strength was more tenacious and powerful than any other powerhouse in the world.
For someone who had died once, there was no Psychic Energy technique that could make him submit.
Wang Chong was sitting on a mountain of treasures. With his experience as the War Saint and his top-class Psychic Energy, learning Psychic Energy techniques was as easy as turning over his hand. This massive golden arm was something that Wang Chong had comprehended in a short time by weaving his Psychic Energy together.
This attack was already far stronger than the Psychic Thorns from before.
"It's useless!"
Masil was at first dazed by this sight, but he quickly sneered.
"This is my world. No matter how capable you are, it's useless. In this place, you can't harm me. Everything is up to me. "
Wang Chong coldly snorted and ignored Masil. In the blink of an eye, he gathered his Psychic Energy into another golden arm, even stronger than the last. But this time, it was aimed not at the abyss, but at Masil. Rumble! The golden hand smashed down, pulverizing 'Masil' and causing the entire Abyssal World to shudder.
But a moment later, Wang Chong grimaced and pulled back the golden hand from the black abyss. As he focused his eyes, he saw that the golden hand had at some point been stained with an inky black liquid. This black liquid seemed to have a life of its own, traveling along the five golden fingers and spreading throughout the entire golden hand.
Not only that, this inky black liquid also contained a powerful corrosive energy. As Wang Chong pulled back the golden hand, the five golden fingers began to corrode and fall to the ground.
"What is this?"
Wang Chong paled at this sight.
"Now do you know how powerful I am?"
Masil coldly chuckled, his voice making no attempt to conceal his smugness. Several dozen feet away from Wang Chong, the black fog began to gather, revealing Masil once more.
"The more you resist, the more severe your injuries will be. You're only harming yourself. In my view … you should obediently give up and submit to me! "
A strange light flashed through Masil's eyes. Bzzz! The abyss suddenly vanished, and at some point, a thick, almost tangible darkness surged in from all directions. This darkness energy was identical to the black liquid that had stained Wang Chong's hand.
Not only that, an enormous pressure as heavy as a mountain began to rapidly increase, accompanied by a thick darkness that pressed down on Wang Chong.
"Now, obediently accept your destiny!"
Masil had long since vanished, and his resounding voice echoed through the darkness. As he spoke, the darkness around him suddenly accelerated and surged toward Wang Chong.
"Not good!"
Wang Chong grimaced, but there was nowhere to run in the Abyssal World. Black smoke began to rise from Wang Chong's body, and his Psychic Energy began to rapidly weaken.
Masil had finally used his ultimate move, using the power of the Abyssal World to rapidly assimilate Wang Chong.
"Success!"
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