Becoming a Demon on the Spot

To the clone that had fallen into demonic ways, Lin Fei's words

sounded like a sermon delivered from on high.

Far from bringing them to an understanding, they only enraged him completely.

"Lin Fei, you're a hypocrite through and through, hiding behind fine words."

"Since you've come, don't even think about leaving."

"This is my mind, my domain. You have no advantage here."

The black-clad Lin Fei formed by the Demonic Womb Clone charged forward.

The black energy wrapped around him turned into dark tendrils

that reached out to engulf Lin Fei.

"Let's become one!"

Lin Fei's expression tightened. He did not dare let down his guard.

This clash of consciousness was a struggle over who was the true self.

Whoever survived would be the True Body.

He tried to cast a spell, but nothing happened.

Only then did he remember that he had no body. He was merely a consciousness.

Inside the Demonic Womb Clone's mind, he could not draw on the clone's soul power either.

Fortunately, he had sealed the Demonic Womb Clone.

The clone's power was limited to his consciousness as well.

The image of the Demonic Womb Clone that Lin Fei saw was only a manifestation of his consciousness, not a soul body.

Countless black tendrils coiled around Lin Fei.

He struggled with all his might and tore himself free.

The Demonic Womb Clone let out a string of cold laughs.

"Hahaha! In my mind, there's nothing you can do."

More black tendrils swept toward Lin Fei.

Black energy engulfed Lin Fei's consciousness and kept trying to burrow into the body it had taken the shape of.

It wanted to seize this ground completely.

But Lin Fei's consciousness stood firm, like an egg without the slightest crack.

No matter how the black energy tried, it could