What is that? "
"It's the Demonic God Tribulation! Heavens! Lin Xuan actually attracted the Demonic God Tribulation! "
"Hahahaha! Lin Xuan is finished! Since ancient times, those who have been targeted by the Demonic God will not have any luck. They will definitely become the puppet of the Demonic God! "
"Humph! So what if his talent is strong? So what if his luck is heaven-defying? Once controlled by the Demonic God, he will no longer have any foothold in the human world! "
Some of the more knowledgeable members of the Mu Clan quickly saw through Lin Xuan's situation. They couldn't help but rejoice in his misfortune. At the same time, they secretly heaved a sigh of relief.
Ji Yanyang couldn't help but frown. His expression became incomparably solemn.
The Demonic God Tribulation is the descent of the Demonic God's will. It is the most terrifying tribulation. Since ancient times, it has been extremely rare. Only those with heaven-defying luck could encounter it.
However, once encountering the Demonic God Tribulation, very few people can safely pass through it.
The Demonic God Tribulation may not take a person's life, but it can change the will of the person undergoing the tribulation, turning them into the puppet of the Demonic God.
Whether Lin Xuan will become the puppet of the Demonic God or not, Ji Yanyang doesn't care. What he is concerned about is if Lin Xuan is controlled by the Demonic God, what will happen to his Profound Heavenly Sword? Will it fall into the hands of the Demonic God?
Ji Yanyang can't accept the loss of the Human Emperor's divine weapon in the hands of a foreign race!
However, Lin Xuan has already been locked onto by the Demonic God. Outsiders can't get close. He can only be anxious and have no way to deal with it.
"My Lord, what should we do?" A subordinate asked in a hoarse voice.
"How would I know! Perhaps the big shots of our human race will intervene! "Ji Yanyang snappily said.
"Big shots?" The subordinate was stunned, "Lord, other than the Human Emperor, is there anyone else in our human race who can contend against the Demonic God?"
"Humph, the human race is an ancient race that has existed for tens of thousands of years. Is it strange that we have a few Demonic Gods?" Ji Yanyang said.
"…"
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On the ground, Lin Xuan's monstrous body was as majestic as a mountain. He stood there quietly with his spear raised, as if he was an ice sculpture.
His soul, however, fell into an unprecedented crisis.
He knew that his opponent at this moment was no longer a warrior or a demonic beast in the traditional sense, but a god, a god of a foreign race.
If he was not mistaken, he should have seen this god before.
In the Immemorial Fantasy Realm, when the Demon Lord was undergoing his tribulation, a vast and majestic Demon Shadow had appeared above the Nine Heavens.
That was an invincible existence that made one unable to even think of resisting.
However, Lin Xuan knew that if he did not want to become the second Demon Lord, he could only resist to the end.
Fortunately, he still had a strong trump card, so he did not despair.
At this moment, he had completely lost control of his body, and his soul was imprisoned in his sea of consciousness.
Suddenly, a young and thin soul shadow gradually condensed in his sea of consciousness.
It was a handsome face with a hint of youthfulness, and his eyes flickered with traces of hatred and jealousy.
He looked exactly the same as Lin Xuan from more than a decade ago.
He was the dead Lin Xuan, the mortal youth who died in the flood in Fish Dragon Town.
The two Soul Shadows looked at each other, and a trace of surprise flashed through Lin Xuan's heart, but then he smiled disdainfully.
"You've finally appeared. But what can you do? "Lin Xuan sneered indifferently.
The young Lin Xuan's soul shadow roared with hatred, "You damned impostor, return my body immediately!
Everything you have is mine!
Women, wealth, status, power, opportunities, luck, they all belong to me!
You took everything that should have belonged to me, and now it's time to return it! "
"Haha, hahaha!"
Lin Xuan sneered disdainfully, "You're already dead. You're a failure, a pitiful worm. If I hadn't borrowed your body, this body would have turned into a pile of bones long ago.
Everything I have now was exchanged with my life, and yet you want to take it for yourself. I don't know if I should call you childish or whimsical! "
The young Lin Xuan's eyes flashed, and he suddenly laughed strangely, "Kekeke, I can give up on your things, but I must get my body back! Get out of here! "
Before he finished speaking, the young Lin Xuan suddenly pounced forward, baring his fangs and brandishing his claws as he pounced on Lin Xuan's soul.
"Hmph, you overestimate yourself!"
Lin Xuan was disdainful, and casually kicked out. With a bang, the young Lin Xuan's soul shadow was sent flying and almost dissipated.
However, the young Lin Xuan returned once again, and continued to pounce ferociously.
This time, Lin Xuan was surprised to find that this childish and weak opponent had changed!
The young Lin Xuan's eyes had turned into two scarlet demon eyes, as if they were the eyes of a demon god. Lin Xuan immediately felt a fatal sense of danger.
"So this is the Godfiend Tribulation!"
Lin Xuan's heart trembled, and he vaguely understood something.
Perhaps, the young Lin Xuan's soul shadow was the mark of a demon god, the trap of the Connate Creation Scripture.
After the young Lin Xuan transformed into a demon, his aura was incomparably terrifying, and he became as ferocious as a wolf. In the blink of an eye, he pounced in front of Lin Xuan's soul, opened his mouth wide, and bit at Lin Xuan.
"Hmph, what a pitiful worm!"
Lin Xuan was fearless. With a thought, a gust of white gas immediately surged over, turning into a Soul Baleful Windstorm that lay in front of him.
This gust of white gas was the Power of Creation.
Bang!
The young Lin Xuan's soul shadow collided with the windstorm and was instantly sucked into it. Under the refinement of the Soul Baleful Windstorm, the soul shadow became extremely dim, as if it could dissipate at any time.
However, the moment the soul shadow was about to completely dissipate, it was as if it was suddenly injected with endless energy, and began to be reborn from death, rapidly expanding and strengthening.
At the same time, an incomparably terrifying demonic aura spread out, causing Lin Xuan's soul to tremble uncontrollably.
"Demon God! This is the aura of a demon god! "Lin Xuan's eyes were aghast.
Under this terrifying aura, he could not summon the slightest bit of resistance. His will was like a candle in the wind, about to be extinguished at any time.
In this world, there were True Gods.
Of course, True Gods did not refer to the God Race, or some cultivators who cultivated the Divine Dao.
True Gods were a kind of realm. It was a supreme realm that controlled the laws of heaven and earth, and could coexist with the sun and moon, and live as long as heaven and earth.
True Gods were invincible existences, and even time could not destroy them. Only a God could defeat them.
Lin Xuan was not clear about the definition of a God, and did not know much about True Gods.
However, at this moment, facing the soul shadow that was gradually expanding to a hundred thousand feet in size, Lin Xuan clearly knew that he had no chance of winning.
He was like a tiny ant facing a strong giant.
The terrifying demonic figure looked down at Lin Xuan with a cold and indifferent gaze, without a trace of emotion in its eyes.
It spoke in a mechanical voice, "Lin Xuan of the human race, my servant! From this moment onwards, you will become my Demon God Tuo Luo, the emissary who walks the world!
You will bear my mission, to awaken those ignorant beings in the world, to make them my most loyal slaves and believers, and to offer me the purest faith!
My servant, I will bestow upon you the source of destruction!
Go and spread war and destruction throughout the world! Amidst the fear and despair of the world, I will obtain eternal life … "
As the demonic figure spoke, it took out a black crystal that slowly flew toward Lin Xuan's soul.
The black crystal was rhombus-shaped and about the size of a fist. Black gas lingered around it, and a destructive aura spread out, suffocating those who saw it.
Lin Xuan looked at the demonic figure in shock as the black crystal slowly approached him.
He could vaguely feel that when the black crystal fused with him, he would truly become the Demon God Tuo Luo's slave, and he would never be able to rise again.
He wanted to resist, but he was powerless to do so. He could not help but feel anxious.
In front of a True God, even if it was just a projection of a True God, his cultivation and divine weapons were useless.
His only chance of survival was the Profound Heavenly Sword.
However, the Demon God Tuo Luo's projection had already entered his Knowledge Sea, so why had the Profound Heavenly Sword not moved?
Lin Xuan could not help but feel anxious!
As the black crystal came closer and closer, a brilliant sword might suddenly rose from the depths of his Knowledge Sea. It was as if an ancient vicious beast that had been sleeping for countless years was slowly awakening.
Vast, divine, slaughter, hope, new life …
The terrifying sword might was like the cold winter sun, slowly dispersing the cold and fear in Lin Xuan's heart.
As for the Demon God's projection, the moment it felt the sword might, it was like snow under the sun, rapidly disintegrating.
The Demon God's projection's expression suddenly changed, revealing a look of disbelief. It roared angrily, "Damn it! Why is the human race's Profound Heavenly Sword on you? Damn it! "
Weng!
The Demon God's projection completely dissipated.
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