Seemingly sensing mortal danger, the Wedding-Dress Bride suddenly unleashed another burst of immense power.
While forcing back some of the surrounding mind fog, she also drove her power deep into her body to stop the strand of hair piercing her.
At the same time, she swung both arms, reaching forward with one hand to grab Li Feng, who had come within two meters of her to control the hair's attack.
With her other hand, she swept her sharp nails across the hair before her.
Clang!
The two met with a metallic ring, and the Wedding-Dress Bride's sharp nails were sliced in half.
But Li Feng's strand of hair was severed as well.
After all, even if it had been the main focus of his tempering, how strong could a single hair become in just a few short days?
It was only natural that it would break now.
The fact that it had pierced the Wedding-Dress Bride's forehead and sliced through her nails was already something of a surprise.
Meanwhile, as the Wedding-Dress Bride reached for his chest, Li Feng had no time to mourn his severed hair. He instantly rolled across the floor, dodging her grasp.
After avoiding her attack, Li Feng suddenly discovered, to his surprise, that he could seemingly still control the hair she had severed.
He immediately sent that strand rampaging through the Wedding-Dress Bride's body, wreaking havoc everywhere, while stirring the mind fog to draw out her supernatural power with increasing force.
"Aah!"
"You damned thief! I'll kill you! Die, die, die!"
The Wedding-Dress Bride screamed in agony. Her blood-red eyes fixed on Li Feng, and with an enraged roar, she endured the pain inside her and lunged at him again.
Facing her charge, Li Feng swiftly rolled backward.
At the same time, the remaining half of the hair on his forehead tore free and shot toward the Wedding-Dress Bride.
Since he could still control the hair after it left his body, there was naturally no reason to approach her to attack as he had before.
Wasn't attacking from a distance like this better?
It was far safer.
This time, however, Li Feng did not drive the hair into the Wedding-Dress Bride's body again. Instead, he used it like a rope, swiftly binding her arms and yanking them backward.
The sudden pull made the Wedding-Dress Bride stumble. Her charging body lurched backward, nearly falling to the floor.
The hair wrapped around her arms cut all the way through their flesh. Had her bones not stopped it,
and had the force of the constricting cut not been weaker than the earlier piercing strike, both her hands might have been sliced clean off.
"Die, die, die!"
The Wedding-Dress Bride ignored the wounds on her arms completely. She stared fixedly at Li Feng with blood-red eyes, roaring venomously as she struggled to charge him.
Although the hair's hundred-jin pulling strength fell short of hers, it was more than enough to hinder her.
Combined with the destruction wrought by the hair inside her, it kept her from ever bringing her full strength to bear.
In the end, she not only failed to attack Li Feng, but allowed him to retreat far out of reach.
Keeping his distance, Li Feng retained only a tiny portion of the Mind Fog around himself. The vast majority enveloped the Wedding-Dress Bride, connected to him by a finger-thick cord of Mist.
The mind fog began steadily drawing out, devouring, and converting the Wedding-Dress Bride's supernatural power.
Whenever the Wedding-Dress Bride tried to escape the Mist's enveloping reach,
Li Feng manipulated the hair inside her, as well as the strands binding her arms, to interfere with her.
Unable to leave the area shrouded in mind fog, she could only passively endure its draining power.
As time passed, the mind fog spread farther and farther, its strength constantly increasing.
The Wedding-Dress Bride's struggles gradually weakened.
Finally, with a piercing scream from the Wedding-Dress Bride, her entire body collapsed, turning into a vast mass of Paranormal Entity power and a strand of pure essence.
In an instant, the surrounding mind fog swarmed forward and devoured that supernatural essence.
"Hiss!"
An instant later, a force of extreme, sinister cold engulfed Li Feng, coating his eyebrows and hair with frost.
Endless illusions appeared in his mind.
For that instant, Li Feng felt as though he had truly arrived at a wedding in ancient times.
The people around him chatted animatedly, and everything brimmed with festivity.
But Li Feng knew full well that it was all an illusion.
Moreover, beneath its lively, festive appearance, the scene was filled with deadly danger.
If he lost himself in it, he would surely die without a grave.
He bit his tongue again. With the strong taste of blood and a jolt of fierce pain, Li Feng finally broke free of the illusion.
Only after a long while did the bone-deep chill gradually fade and all the illusions disappear.
At last, Li Feng had devoured all of the Wedding-Dress Bride's power, including her most fundamental essence.
"Whew..."
"Pfft!"
Still shaken, Li Feng exhaled a long breath, then spat out a mouthful of blood and dropped onto the floor.
Looking at the wreckage strewn across the room, feeling the pain in his tongue and tasting the blood filling his mouth, Li Feng nevertheless began to smile.
"Hahaha, I never imagined it. I never imagined I'd kill a Paranormal Entity with my own hands today...
Hahaha..."
Li Feng laughed silently. Recalling the battle, he was filled with both relief and pride.
It had been difficult, and he had narrowly escaped death several times, but he had won in the end, hadn't he?
And besides...
Sensing that the mind fog had grown to more than two or three times its former strength, Li Feng felt that everything he had endured was worth it.
What a shame, though...
As he sensed the detached, severed hair gradually lose its power and its connection to him, then finally crumble entirely into ash, Li Feng could not help lamenting its loss.
Though he could still control the tempered hair after it left his body and unleash its extraordinary power, there was a time limit.
Once that time was up, it would lose all its power and turn to ash.
He just did not know whether devouring the Wedding-Dress Bride's essence had killed her for good, or whether she would appear again.
Considering the peculiar nature of supernatural entities, Li Feng was uncertain.
In fact, at the very instant Li Feng completely devoured that strand of Paranormal Entity power,
in a room within a manor in an unknown dimension of spacetime,
a Wedding-Dress Bride seated upright with her hands folded and a bridal veil over her head suddenly opened her eyes and looked ahead.
In that instant, she seemed to see through the walls before her, across dimensional space, and into reality.
"Human!"
An eerie voice echoed throughout the entire space.
In a certain sense, after devouring the Wedding-Dress Bride's essence, Li Feng had indeed consumed her completely.
However, he had only devoured her current manifestation. It did not mean the Wedding-Dress Bride would vanish forever.
As long as her ultimate source remained intact, she would always appear again.
The essence Li Feng had devoured was merely a strand of power split off from that source.
Being devoured by Li Feng would, at most, mean she needed longer to recover.
Then, with a thought from Li Feng, the surrounding mind fog swiftly gathered around him, covering a full two-meter radius.
Not only had its coverage expanded severalfold, but its strength had also increased by more than several times.
At another thought, the mind fog churned and swiftly formed a rope, which wrapped around an overturned stool.
With a slight tug, the gray fog rope lifted the stool shakily into the air.
Though the fog rope collapsed after just a breath, sending the stool clattering to the floor,
this proved that the mind fog now possessed some ability to affect physical matter.
Compared with before, this was already a qualitative transformation.
Only...
Sensing the mind fog surrounding him, Li Feng felt that its color seemed deeper, yet at the same time, it seemed unchanged.
He also felt that the mind fog had become somewhat uncanny, as though it had taken on a sinister chill, and perhaps other strange changes as well.
Yet he could not clearly grasp them.
After all, the mind fog was an extension of his own mental power. Some uncanny changes were not something he could clearly perceive himself; he needed someone else as a point of comparison.
Just as, without anyone to compare a person's strength against, it was difficult to say whether they were weak or strong.
After studying it for a long time, Li Feng still could not work out exactly what strange changes the mind fog had acquired.
He only knew that it had become much stronger.
In the end, Li Feng could only withdraw the mind fog, close the door again, and hastily tidy the room before washing up and going to bed.
Well, he lay in bed to practice visualization.
After perfecting the Visualization Method, he no longer needed to sit cross-legged and still his mind.
No matter where or when, whether lying down or standing, he could enter a state of visualization with a single thought.
Having devoured the entire Wedding-Dress Bride, the mind fog had grown several times stronger. Naturally, Li Feng wanted to practice visualization.
He wanted to see how far the greatly strengthened mind fog could advance his already perfected Visualization Method.
With a thought, an image of Li Feng seated on a gray cloud couch appeared in his mind.
Perfecting the Visualization Method had not merely given Li Feng greater freedom in his posture while visualizing.
The mental avatar he visualized was no longer rigid and unchanging either; it could transform at will.
His current state, seated on a cloud couch, was a change Li Feng had made.
Naturally, the gray cloud couch beneath him was formed from mind fog.
Cultivation ought to have a little style, after all.
As the visualization continued, streams of cool, pure power began rising from the gray cloud couch beneath Li Feng.
In an instant, Li Feng felt his power begin to soar. His body also rapidly solidified, gradually becoming like a real, physical body.
For a time, Li Feng immersed himself completely in the pleasure of his growing power.
After an unknown length of time, the power flowing from the mind fog began to weaken rapidly, eventually dwindling to thin, threadlike streams.
This was the amount of energy he could normally draw from the World Spiritual Force through visualization.
Having experienced energy pouring endlessly into his body, Li Feng naturally could not be satisfied with such threadlike trickles.
Almost involuntarily, Li Feng increased the force with which he drew in power.
Yet in just an instant, the mind fog began shrinking little by little.
Upon noticing this, Li Feng immediately stopped visualizing.
If he kept devouring power, he would be consuming the mind fog itself.
As a power derived from his soul and mind, it was a manifestation of mental power and could indeed be reabsorbed.
However, this process was irreversible. Once Li Feng absorbed the mind fog, some of it would be permanently lost.
Of course, it could still recover by devouring supernatural power or drawing in the spiritual energies of heaven and earth through visualization.
Or rather, that should not be called recovery, but renewed growth and strengthening.
Thus, barring special circumstances, Li Feng would never devour the mind fog itself.
Opening his eyes, Li Feng moved his now lifelike body a little.
Then, a moment later, Li Feng abruptly froze.
In disbelief, Li Feng lowered his head and stared at the two-meter-wide bed beneath him.
Yes, a large bed.
Li Feng raised his head and glanced at the boundless darkness around him, then looked down again at the bed beneath him, identical to the one in reality.
Had it not been for the dark void surrounding him, Li Feng would almost have believed he was in the real world.
But why was his real bed here in his visualization space?
Only after a long while did Li Feng gradually recover his senses.
Feeling the close connection between himself and the bed, Li Feng almost wanted to cry.
He had already figured out why a Bed had appeared in this visualization space.
The next step of the Visualization Method was to visualize weapons, armor, and other objects closely linked to his own power and aura.
However, perhaps because he had been lying in bed at the time, or because the bed at home had absorbed too much of his power and aura,
the immense power flowing from the mind fog had spontaneously condensed and formed a bed connected to his own power and aura.
This sudden development had truly caught Li Feng off guard.
When he fought other people, would they summon flying swords, battle sabers, gourds, pagodas, or at the very least mountains, rivers, or palaces?
And him?
He'd summon a great big bed? Wouldn't people laugh their heads off? What damn style would he have left?
How would he fight? Sleep them into submission? Or knock them out with a smack from his bed?
Imagining that scene, Li Feng could not help shaking his head vigorously, hurriedly driving the dreadful image from his mind.
Hmm...
Perhaps he could simply disperse the Bed, then visualize and condense something else?
Before that, though, he wanted to see what abilities the Bed possessed.
After all, visualized objects like this could possess special abilities once they were created.
Most of those abilities were related to the original object.
If the original object had no special abilities, it would develop them after being condensed and shaped, based on his understanding and beliefs.
Li Feng was very curious about what abilities such an ordinary bed, with no special powers—an object no one had ever visualized and condensed before—might possess.
With a slight thought, Li Feng instantly connected to the bed beneath him.
The next moment, a stream of information flowed into his mind, just as he had instinctively understood the mind fog's abilities when it first awakened.
In that instant, he also gained a complete understanding of the bed's abilities.
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