"Alright, let show you the power of the Seven Emotions Demon Wheel!"
Yaan Jinghong let out a cold smile, stepped back a few paces, his eyes flickered with a hint of sinister intent, "First, let introduce you to so of your old friends. I’m sure you’ve been looking for them for quite so ti, haven’t you? Four Demon Generals, co out!"
With an order from Yaan Jinghong, four figures flew out from the inner hall, their bodies shrouded in rolling demonic energy, seemingly having lost their self-awareness, each wielding weapons and charging towards Ling Feng.
These four were none other than Lee Taixu from the Grand Commandant Mansion, YingYang General Deng Xian, Mu Yun Sang, Dean of the Heavenly Position Academy, and Hong Haotian, President of the Alchemy Master Guild!
Ling Feng’s pupils slightly contracted; no wonder he hadn’t been able to find their whereabouts before. It turns out they had already been mind-controlled by Yaan Jinghong.
The Seven Emotions Demon Wheel can control anyone’s seven emotions and six desires. As long as they are mortal, they cannot let go of these emotions and desires. Once it exploits this weakness, they fall under Yaan Jinghong’s control.
Yaan Jinghong’s "Heavenly Demon Forget Love Technique" had reached a profound level, planting the Seven Emotions Demon Wheel inside these four, not only controlling them but also unleashing their potential, rapidly boosting their power in a short ti.
But conversely, when their potential is exhausted, their life force will decline to the extre, undoubtedly a very vicious evil technique.
"Elder Deng!"
Seeing General Deng wield a sword and charge at him, Ling Feng frowned deeply and cursed, "Yaan Jinghong, all you know is how to use such sinister and treacherous ans? Have you abandoned the dignity of a martial artist?"
"Hmph, the victors get the spoils! Since ancient tis, it’s always been the victors who beco kings! Besides, you can’t even overco them, so what qualifies you to stand in front of ?"
Yaan Jinghong laughed wildly, grabbing Yue Yunlan’s shoulder, leaping onto the main seat, cackling, "Aren’t you happy he ca? But don’t get too happy; he’ll beco the most terrifying monster in my hands!"
Yue Yunlan, her acupoints sealed by Yaan Jinghong, couldn’t speak, weak-limbed, felt her heart tighten at his words, her eyes fixated on Ling Feng. She knew Ling Feng was a person deeply attached to emotions, and now, besieged by Deng Xian and the others, even if he could defeat them, he wouldn’t dare to use his power for fear of harming them.
The ministers in the great hall retreated one after another, fearing to get caught in the crossfire of a great battle.
Under the control of Yaan Jinghong’s Seven Emotions Demon Wheel, Deng Xian and the others not only had their strength multiplied, but their every move was deadly, while Ling Feng was restricted from everywhere, unable to strike back. For a mont, Ling Feng was suppressed, relying only on robust defense to withstand the fierce attacks.
"What? Ling Feng, you’re still not fighting back? You won’t be able to save your woman like this. You might even end up losing yourself."
Yaan Jinghong stared nacingly at Ling Feng, laughing, "Right, I forgot to tell you, the Seven Emotions Demon Wheel, once activated, with these four’s cultivation, will last at most for an hour before they die of exhaustion. If you want to save them, you could try absorbing the Demon Wheel from their bodies, but whether you can handle its power, I won’t guarantee!"
"You think I don’t dare?"
Ling Feng frowned deeply. It was clear that Yaan Jinghong intended to use Deng Xian and the others as a trap.
Yaan Jinghong knew well, even by forcing their potential with the Seven Emotions Demon Wheel and boosting their power, they could never stop Ling Feng. But if Ling Feng wanted to save them, he could only absorb the Demon Wheels from their bodies.
"You, Ling Feng, value feelings and duty, wanting to save everyone. Alright, then let see if you dare to absorb these Seven Emotions Demon Wheels when you know it’s a trap?"
Yaan Jinghong laughed up to the sky, "Or abandon these people, ignore these burdens, and battle . You have a great chance to defeat ! So, Ling the Great Saint, what is your choice?"
"A saint, I, Ling Feng, do not deserve the title, but as long as I have a breath of life, I will not abandon anyone!"
Locking eyes with Yaan Jinghong, Ling Feng dodged another strike from Hong Haotian, grasped firmly at Hong Haotian’s arm, pressing a palm onto his back.
In an instant, Ling Feng gathered power in his palm, a force infiltrating Hong Haotian’s body, drawing the Seven Emotions Demon Wheel planted by Yaan Jinghong at his dantian into his own body.
Without the control of the Demon Wheel, Hong Haotian’s body imdiately went limp and collapsed.
Then, Ling Feng repeated the process, subduing Deng Xian, Lee Taixu, and Mu Yun Sang one after another, absorbing their Demon Wheels completely.
With four Demon Wheels absorbed, a green-black aura surfaced on Ling Feng’s face, at tis appearing, at tis fading, his mind seed to explode, emotions of sorrow, rage, and joy flooded his consciousness, nearly consuming him.
"Ah!—"
Clutching his head tightly, Ling Feng cried out in pain, resisting the power of the Demon Wheels. Above his head, the wheels constantly transford, sinister engravings were imprinted into Ling Feng’s mind.
Greed! Rage! Obsession! Hatred! Love! Malice! Desire!
One after another, like indelible engravings, etched deep in Ling Feng’s Sea of Consciousness, even with his Divine Sense, he couldn’t stop it. His ntal fortress crumbled like dry rot, collapsing in an instant.
His eyes gradually turned vacant, bloodshot, his self-awareness seed to plunge into an abyss with no way back.
"Hahaha, Ling Feng, you once had a chance to defeat , but alas, you chose so-called righteousness. Now, the Demon Wheel has taken over your Sea of Consciousness, and for the rest of your life, you will be my most loyal dog under Yaan Jinghong! Hahaha!"
Yaan Jinghong’s laughter resounded; everything was within his grasp, only that Ling Feng exuded a thicker demonic energy than he anticipated.
Yet it mattered not, the final outco was unchanged, no one could stop him now.
Eventually, not only this Sky White Empire but the entire Eastern Spirit Domain would bow under his rule.
"Congratulations, Regent King! Felicitations, Regent King!"
The ministers knelt, assuming a hard-fought battle between Ling Feng and Yaan Jinghong, who would have thought, Yaan Jinghong only needed his four prisoners, leaving Ling Feng trapped as his puppet.
"Grand Empress Dowager, that Ling Feng, he..."
Yaan Shuying, seeing Ling Feng easily subdued by Yaan Jinghong, was shocked. Based on her understanding of Ling Feng, there was no reason he should be overco so easily.
"It seems, it’s over."
Yaan Ning shook her head, muttering, "He, like his grandfather, values feelings too much. Precisely because of this, it leaves a flaw, destined to lose everything."
"Young Master Ling..."
Yue Yunlan, heartbroken, tears slipping down her cheeks. Maybe from the start, Ling Feng was never ant to return!
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