The Blood Demon's rage faltered slightly when he heard the term "Devouring Demon Body." After that, he gave up on the idea of killing Gu Qingfeng and even lost the desire to torment him.
After all, he planned to possess Gu Qingfeng's body. Torturing him now would mean torturing himself later.
Suppressing his fury, he cursed, "What a perfect Devouring Demon Body, ruined by that mouth of yours. If it weren't for my plan to possess you, I'd have turned you to ashes today!"
Gu Qingfeng was seething with anger. Just when he thought he was about to face punishment, the situation was disrupted again.
Taking advantage of Demon Pu's weakened state after being injured while shielding him, Gu Qingfeng raised his foot and delivered a powerful kick to Demon Pu's backside.
Thanks to the immense strength granted by his Black Dragon Immortal Body, even Demon Pu, a Dragon Transformation Realm expert, was caught off guard and sent sprawling face-first into the ground.
Fortunately, Demon Pu reacted quickly, summoning a protective barrier of demonic energy to shield himself, avoiding the humiliation of scraping his face against the ground.
However, while the physical damage was minimal, the insult was immense. A Dragon Transformation Realm expert being kicked to the ground like a dog? How could he ever live this down?
Demon Pu sprang to his feet, his eyes blazing with fury as he glared at Gu Qingfeng. "Gu Qingfeng! I saved you, and this is how you repay me? I’ll kill you!"
Losing all rationality, Demon Pu lunged at Gu Qingfeng, fists raised to smash into his face.
But suddenly, a colossal blood-red handprint materialized out of thin air, slamming Demon Pu away and embedding him into the wall of the underground palace.
The Blood Demon's voice echoed coldly, "Demon Pu, calm down. You can't kill him. I still need to possess his body."
With a loud crash, Demon Pu tore himself free from the wall, sending rubble flying. Coughing up blood, he stammered, "B-Blood Demon, I wasn’t planning to kill him. It’s just that this brat is too infuriating. I only wanted to teach him a lesson."
"I’m about to possess his body. Soon, his body will be mine. Teaching him a lesson means teaching me a lesson. Do you understand?"
After being insulted, the Blood Demon no longer had any intention of letting Gu Qingfeng live. He didn’t care about the Blood Divine Sons anymore. Judging by Gu Qingfeng’s attitude, cooperation was out of the question. He decided to proceed with the possession immediately.
So what if he lost a few Blood Divine Sons? With the Devouring Demon Body, he could always devour more powerful beings to make up for it.
"Understood, understood," Demon Pu muttered, wiping the blood from his lips and forcing a sheepish smile.
"Damn it!" Gu Qingfeng suddenly exploded in anger. "Are you two serious? First, you stop him, then he stops you. Are you playing games? If you’re going to do something, hurry up! Stop dragging this out..."
"Enough of your nonsense!" the Blood Demon roared, cutting him off. He couldn’t stand to hear another word from Gu Qingfeng. It was time to act.
In an instant, a crimson soul shot out from the Blood Demon’s body.
Unlike ordinary ethereal souls, this one was as solid as a crystal, gleaming like a blood diamond, radiant and dazzling.
The crimson soul seemed to teleport, vanishing in the blink of an eye and entering Gu Qingfeng’s body through the top of his head.
It happened so fast that Gu Qingfeng didn’t even have time to react. All he saw was a flash of red light, and then it was inside him.
Inside Gu Qingfeng’s consciousness...
A towering figure, ten thousand feet tall, appeared out of nowhere. It was the Blood Demon’s soul!
It dominated the entire sea of consciousness, standing like a god, bathed in divine radiance and glowing with an overwhelming aura.
Gu Qingfeng’s soul, on the other hand, was squeezed into a tiny corner, like an ant next to an elephant.
The Blood Demon sneered at the puny Gu Qingfeng, his eyes filled with cruelty and malice.
Although Gu Qingfeng’s soul had reached the level of an innate master, it was utterly insignificant compared to the Blood Demon, who had grasped a hint of divine intent.
Not only were their souls vastly different in size, but their quality was also worlds apart.
Gu Qingfeng’s soul, while more solid than that of an ordinary person, paled in comparison to the Blood Demon’s, which was almost tangible and shimmered with a radiant light. It was as if a spotlight were shining on him, his soul’s edges glowing with a halo—a manifestation of that divine intent.
"Hehehe... Gu Qingfeng, while I can’t torment your physical body, I’ll make sure to thoroughly torture your soul. Once you’ve screamed, wept, and begged for mercy, I’ll slowly devour your soul and take over your Devouring Demon Body!" the Blood Demon cackled with glee.
Gu Qingfeng, however, showed no fear. Instead, he asked curiously, "I’ve always wondered, if you take over my body, what will happen to your own? That’s a peak Dragon Transformation Realm body. Are you just going to abandon it?"
"Do you think I tricked you into devouring the Blood Divine Sons for no reason? It’s because you have the Devouring Demon Body! You can perfectly assimilate my power. Once I possess your body, I’ll use it to devour my original body and inherit all my former strength."
"Damn, you’re really twisted. You’re going to possess someone else’s body and then eat your own?"
"How dare you disrespect me even in the face of death? It seems you won’t learn until you’re broken."
As the Blood Demon spoke, his towering figure conjured a thick, crimson whip. Clearly, he intended to lash Gu Qingfeng and torment him thoroughly.
But just as he raised the whip, his expression suddenly changed dramatically.
He cried out in disbelief, "What’s going on?! My connection to my body has been severed! Who did this?!"
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