"I'm ready. I'm starting now!"
"Feel the essence of your Martial Soul. Perhaps you'll awaken a Martial Soul Domain right away."
"Rakshasa Divine Power will affect your mind. It might even change your temperament completely, so you must hold fast to your true self."
Before Bibi Dong became a god, she had been tormented by the Rakshasa God's inheritance for a long time. She knew all too well how Rakshasa Divine Power affected people.
Ling Feng seemed perfectly normal right now, but after receiving Rakshasa Divine Power, he might turn into a demon who knew nothing but slaughter—or a depraved hedonist who lived only for indulgence.
"If you can't hold on, I'll stop," Rakshasa Bibi Dong warned.
Ling Feng nodded. "I understand, Senior!"
As soon as he finished speaking, Rakshasa Bibi Dong sent him out of that space.
Ling Feng sat cross-legged on his bed and practiced the Rakshasa Meditation Method, visualizing the Rakshasa God's true form as he quietly waited for Rakshasa Bibi Dong to make her move.
The next moment, a cold, murderous, evil force enveloped his Martial Soul.
Ling Feng's Demon Spider Martial Soul underwent a complete transformation almost instantly.
But Ling Feng felt as if he were in a demonic lair. His eyes reddened, and a powerful urge to kill surged within him. He wanted to bathe in blood.
"Kill! Kill! Kill!!!" Ling Feng roared in his heart.
Fortunately, a sliver of clarity remained in his mind, and the effects of Full Moon Wearing Autumn Dew also began to take hold.
After who knew how long, Ling Feng finally regained consciousness.
The moment he came to, he inspected his Martial Soul and discovered it had changed shape.
It was a purple-black Demon Spider, its legs covered in blue-green bristles and countless compound eyes lining its underside. Dark green venom coated its body, and it radiated the bearing of a ruler.
His Martial Soul had changed from a Demon Spider Martial Soul into the Death Spider Emperor.
"The Death Spider Emperor Martial Soul... It's done?" Ling Feng breathed a sigh of relief.
A moment ago, he'd felt like he wasn't himself at all—as if he were a mindless zombie who knew nothing but killing.
Ling Feng was still shaken. He'd feared that even after regaining consciousness, he might no longer be himself.
"The power of divinity really is terrifying. Soul Power isn't even in the same league!" Ling Feng said.
Just then, Ling Feng realized that Bibi Dong hadn't stopped infusing him with divine power.
"There's more?"
That cold, evil energy was still coursing through his body.
Having passed the killing-urge trial, Ling Feng had now fallen into the trial of desire.
At that moment, all he wanted was to give himself over to lust and unleash his innermost nature.
"I'm already a Soul Master. I should've stopped eating beef ages ago!" The thought sprang into Ling Feng's mind.
After who knew how long, Rakshasa Bibi Dong finally stopped.
"I can't believe he endured it. Breaking through to level ninety-six won't be a problem for him in the future!"
Rakshasa Bibi Dong drew back the Rakshasa Divine Power still lingering in Ling Feng's body, lest it keep affecting him and turn him into a depraved hedonist.
She had also nearly exhausted the divine power she'd accumulated during this time.
Without a godhood or a body, she couldn't cultivate. For now, she could only restore her divine power by gathering faith.
Before long, Ling Feng finally came to.
The endless illusions of desire had left him utterly exhausted. Even with the effects of Full Moon Wearing Autumn Dew, he was struggling to hold on.
"Has it finally stopped?" Ling Feng breathed a sigh of relief.
Now he understood just how much Bibi Dong in his previous life had suffered and struggled during the divine trials.
And Tang Chen had been struck down by the Rakshasa God's methods so thoroughly that he never woke up. The alien beast, the Dark Gold Three-Headed Bat King, took over his body and used it to indulge in lust and slaughter, ruining even his demigod body.
At least Ling Feng had undergone the tempering of Rakshasa Divine Power under Rakshasa Bibi Dong's control. Otherwise, he felt he might never have woken up, either.
"Ling Feng, take a look at your Martial Soul," Rakshasa Bibi Dong reminded him.
"My Martial Soul? Has it changed again?"
The Death Spider Emperor was already a top-tier Martial Soul, with the potential to break through to Titled Douluo and even become a Super Douluo above level ninety-six.
Any Martial Soul stronger than that could only be a god-level one, like the Six-Winged Angel or the Sea God Martial Soul.
Ling Feng inspected his Martial Soul and finally saw its true form.
The dark green venom had drawn back into its body, and purple-black spider armor covered it from head to toe. Its legs were like sickles.
The eyes across its chest and abdomen seemed capable of devouring souls, while six purple wings fluttered behind it.
"Is this really my Martial Soul?" Ling Feng couldn't even tell what it was anymore.
This Martial Soul combined the traits of the Death Spider Emperor, Soul-Eater Spider Emperor, and Purple Wing Spider Emperor. Stranger still, their powers didn't conflict at all.
Ling Feng carefully sensed his Martial Soul and realized that it was suffused with a fallen, evil force that encompassed everything and combined all these powers.
"So my Martial Soul can be called the Rakshasa Spider Emperor?"
"Bibi Dong really invested a lot in me!" Ling Feng thought.
Rakshasa Bibi Dong was also quite pleased with her creation.
Ling Feng's Martial Soul now combined the powers of both her Martial Souls from her previous life. Its quality was exceptional.
"Only someone with talent like this has the qualifications to seize a Godhood Inheritance in the future and truly help me—and the other me!"
Ling Feng was still sensing his Martial Soul when he instinctively triggered a power.
A cold, evil aura burst outward. Under his control, purple-black energy spread across the entire room without leaking beyond it.
"Is this my Domain? It can suppress enemies and strengthen me, while also corroding their souls and bones and stirring up their evil thoughts?"
"Perhaps I can call this Domain the Rakshasa Domain!" Ling Feng thought.
"And this is only its initial stage. As I keep cultivating, it may develop other effects."
"I've struck it rich! With a Martial Soul like this, I'm a true genius now, right?" Ling Feng thought.
Ling Feng continued to examine the changes in himself. The tempering of Rakshasa Divine Power had done far more than transform his Martial Soul.
"My Fiery Golden Eyes have changed, too?"
Ling Feng noticed that when he channeled Soul Power into his eyes, a flash of purple-black light appeared in them.
"My Fiery Golden Eyes have been tainted by Rakshasa's power. That should give me an additional attack skill!"
This skill was called Soul-Eating Light. It could launch a mental attack and corrode an opponent's Spiritual Power.
"A complete upgrade! Even my External Soul Bone has been fully refined!"
Now, he could summon and retract the Eight Spider Lances at will, and the Soul Power they consumed had dropped dramatically.
Even if someone stole his External Soul Bone, they couldn't absorb or use it. That made it far less likely to attract anyone's covetous attention.
Ling Feng was thrilled. All the effort he'd put into helping Rakshasa Bibi Dong gather faith and restore her divine power hadn't been in vain.
What he didn't know was that, as the Rakshasa Meditation Method spread, changes were also taking place in the outside world.