As the blood in the Blood Pool stabilized, a wondrous vortex began to form at its center. This was a special magic formation that targeted only true blood, and it often worked wonders on the Fierce Beasts Battlefield. After all, Fierce Beasts generally had no brains.
The blood of these mortals naturally fell short of true blood, but adding Zheng Fan's life essence changed that. A small Blood Crystal began growing at the center of the vortex.
"Lin Feng, it's time to let some things go." Yu Wa's voice carried a mysterious power, sending Lin Feng straight into a state between sleep and wakefulness. In his dream, Lin Feng experienced rebirth once again. This time, however, his life was a tragic one. He tried to build another successful career using his knowledge of the future, only to suffer devastating blows at every critical moment. This time, everyone seemed to have betrayed him. On a rainy night, Lin Feng ended his miserable life. Yet that was not the end. With memories that would never fade, he went through countless reincarnations-as emperors, generals, peddlers, and laborers, sometimes enjoying splendor, sometimes enduring misery. Gradually, Lin Feng lost himself.
Seeing Lin Feng's soul begin to cloud over, Yu Wa frowned. According to the original plan, he was supposed to experience at least a hundred lives, but he had only reached seventy. Although he had already met the minimum requirement, that was all he had done.
"Lin Feng, wake up." Yu Wa began calling Lin Feng awake, but the Night Dawn Sword moved again, cleaving apart the voice imbued with her spiritual will. Then its blade began to hum. Seeing this, Yu Wa cast spells to carry the sword's ringing deep into Lin Feng's soul.
With the Night Dawn Sword's intervention, Lin Feng's final thirty