Dugu Yan in the Nightmare, a Stake Again?

Ji Feng suddenly felt a roar in his mind.

The familiar system prompt sounded.

"Ding!"

"Detected that the proficiency of the Hou Yi Martial Soul is full."

"Host has obtained the qualification to unlock the second Martial Soul."

Ji Feng's movements paused for a moment.

A golden light bloomed in the depths of his consciousness.

Within that golden light, a tall and slender figure slowly emerged.

He wore a long robe, with three dragon pearls rotating around him, his features were handsome and refined, and his aura was demonic.

This was one of the heroes from the king's world, Eastern Emperor Taiyi.

"Awakening Eastern Emperor Taiyi Martial Soul..."

The system's voice continued to sound.

Ji Feng felt a majestic power surge into his body.

Unlike the domineering and fierce power of his previous Martial Soul, this power was continuous and profound.

It seemed capable of discerning the fundamental nature of all things in the world.

"Awakening successful!"

"Eastern Emperor Taiyi Martial Soul has been activated."

"Matching soul skills..."

The light of the soul rings lit up on Ji Feng's body.

This time, there were four purple-black light wheels, emitting a mysterious aura.

"First Soul Skill: Solar Eclipse Rite."

The information for this skill instantly appeared in his mind.

Deals 300-600 (+40% Spell Power) magic damage to surrounding enemies.

Creates 1 dark energy orb (up to 3).

Releases when there are 3 orbs to heal.

Hitting a target returns 50% cooldown and mana.

"Second Soul Skill: Radiant Dragon Candle Omen."

Ji Feng's eyes lit up slightly.

This skill could release dark energy orbs.

Each segment deals 500-1000 (+60% Spell Power) magic damage.

Healing ability, long-range attack.

Extremely overpowered.

"Third Soul Skill: Fallen God Contract."

Suppresses enemy heroes for 2.5 seconds, linking both parties to share damage, unable to control, unable to purify.

Releasing it directly grants 3 energy orbs.

Ji Feng's heart trembled slightly.

This skill was indeed domineering.

Direct suppression effect.

And all three skills.

Were all mental attacks.

This meant.

He didn't even need to move.

He could fight directly with mental power.

"Such powerful abilities..."

Ji Feng secretly marveled in his heart.

The three soul skills of the Eastern Emperor Taiyi Martial Soul were all exquisitely crafted.

Especially the third soul skill, it was simply a heaven-defying existence.

Although it was only a mental attack.

The control effect was incredibly powerful!

Dugu Yan noticed the subtle change in Ji Feng's expression.

She was completely stunned now.

Her body below had already been ravaged beyond recognition by Ji Feng.

Over ten minutes.

She felt pain like being torn apart several times.

Fortunately, the process didn't last too long.

Otherwise, she would have truly gone mad.

Dugu Yan felt like she was about to die.

Everything she had just experienced.

Was like a nightmare.

Ji Feng shifted his attention back to Dugu Yan.

He retracted the imposing aura he had just released.

"I hope today's experience has satisfied you."

A meaningful smile played on Ji Feng's lips.

"..."

Dugu Yan trembled all over.

Anger.

Hatred.

Fear.

Every emotion was present.

Was it finally over?

But the sense of relief from surviving a disaster still made her let out a long sigh.

She immediately wanted to get up.

But the tearing sensation between her legs.

Made her stop instantly.

Ji Feng turned and walked towards the door.

The gains from this trip far exceeded expectations.

The awakening of the Eastern Emperor Taiyi Martial Soul gave him another trump card.

As for Dugu Yan, there would be plenty of time in the future, no need to rush this.

Pushing open the door, Ye Lingling stood there nervously.

Seeing Ji Feng come out, a complex look flashed in her eyes.

"In... inside..."

Ye Lingling hesitated to speak.

"Don't worry, it's not what you think,"

Ji Feng said lightly and walked straight away.

Leaving Ye Lingling stunned in place, her cheeks slightly flushed.

Ji Feng sat cross-legged in the simple dormitory.

The soul power within his body surged like a river.

His consciousness sank deep into his glabella, where a ball of dark light floated.

Within the light, a regal figure was faintly visible.

Wearing a crown, clad in a black robe, surrounded by obscure ancient runes.

"Eastern Emperor Taiyi..."

Ji Feng murmured the name.

His second martial soul, the supreme being from the Honor of Kings world.

He slowly raised his right hand, and four orbs of light appeared in his palm.

Each orb represented a soul skill.

First Soul Skill - Solar Eclipse Rite.

[Releases dark energy to attack surrounding enemies]

Second Soul Skill - Radiant Dragon Candle Omen.

[Summons a radiant dragon phantom to charge forward]

Third Spirit Ability—Fallen God Contract.

[Activate shield and strengthen self]

Fourth Spirit Ability—Devour Heaven and Earth.

[Transform into Eastern Emperor, suppress all enemies]

"Not bad."

A smile played on Ji Feng's lips.

"It's time to collect my debts."

He stood up, pushed open the door, and walked out.

His gaze fell in the direction of Shrek Academy.

That Young Miss still owed him interest.

Ji Feng's footsteps were unhurried, treading on the bluestone path.

The sky was clear, the sun was bright.

Perfect for collecting debts.

Shrek Academy's back garden.

Ning Rongrong sat in a pavilion, holding a cup of Flower Tea.

Several female students surrounded her, chattering away.

"Sister Rongrong, your dress is so beautiful!"

"Yes, isn't it made of fabric exclusively for the Imperial Family?"

Ning Rongrong proudly lifted her fair chin.

Just as she was about to speak, her smile suddenly froze.

At the end of her line of sight, a tall, slender figure was walking slowly towards her.

Black hair, black clothes, a detached expression.

Ji Feng.

Ning Rongrong's face changed instantly.

Why was this guy here again?

The teacup in her hand trembled slightly, spilling a few drops of tea.

The surrounding female students sensed the wrong atmosphere and wisely retreated.

Ji Feng stopped at the edge of the pavilion.

"Miss Ning, I trust you are well."

His voice was calm, as if greeting an old friend.

But Ning Rongrong felt the words stab her heart like shards of ice.

Who's well with you! Seeing you brings me bad luck!

She forced herself to maintain her Young Miss's arrogance, "What are you doing here?"

"Collecting debts."

Ji Feng said it naturally.

Ning Rongrong's expression turned even uglier.

Collecting what debts? I don't owe you anything!

Before she could retort, another voice cut in.

"Ji Feng?"

His tone was laced with suppressed, earth-shattering killing intent.

Tang San walked in from the garden gate, his face ashen.

The moment he saw Ji Feng, his fists clenched tightly.

It was this scoundrel who killed Dai Mubai!

The flames of hatred burned wildly in Tang San's eyes.

But he forcefully restrained himself from attacking.

No, I might not be his match right now...

Tang San then looked at Ning Rongrong, catching the disgust on her face.

Rongrong hates this guy too?

He suppressed his killing intent and walked to Ning Rongrong's side.

"Rongrong, does he always pester you?"

The voice was kept very low, audible only to Ning Rongrong.

Ning Rongrong froze for a moment, then nodded vigorously.

Why is Tang San asking this...?

A cold glint flashed in Tang San's eyes.

"That's easy."

"Make a bet with him."

Ning Rongrong blinked. "A bet?"

Tang San's voice was seductive.

"The stakes are, the loser is forbidden from bothering the other person ever again."

"Do you think he'll refuse?"

If this guy went back on his word in public after Rongrong made the offer, he'd be utterly humiliated.

Ning Rongrong's eyes lit up.

This idea isn't bad at all!