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Chapter 4172: The Hard to Kill Soul Devouring Spirit King

Lin Moyu struck with his palm, a massive imprint sweeping across the void, crushing the "World Suppressing Fist" with absolute power and landing squarely on the Soul Devouring Spirit King, who had transformed into Zhu Qiwu. The World Ending Palm, fused from countless Daos and evolving into the very source of Dao power, had already surpassed what the Soul Devouring Spirit King could be immune to; it also exceeded the limits of even the Eternals.

The Soul Devouring Spirit King was smashed to powder on the spot, but he did not die. In the blink of an eye, the powder reassembled, and he returned to his original form. Still, this strike was not without effect compared to the earlier torrent of Daos, Lin Moyu's palm clearly injured him. The Soul Devouring Spirit King's aura was slightly weaker than before; though only a little, it was enough to prove Lin Moyu's attacks were effective. Lin Moyu had expected the Soul Devouring Spirit King to be hard to kill, but he was prepared to grind him down bit by bit.

Yet Lin Moyu wanted to try other methods after all, such a good test subject was hard to come by. With a thought, countless Daos in the Great Thousand World activated at once, evolving into innumerable chains that shot toward the Soul Devouring Spirit King. The Spirit King seemed to sense danger and screamed as he retreated.

Lin Moyu moved. The cursed Wings of Time appeared and vibrated, causing time in an area of tens of thousands of miles to become chaotic. With a flap of the Wings of Time, Lin Moyu appeared behind the Soul Devouring Spirit King like a teleport, and struck with his palm. The Spirit King's body exploded, unable to resist Lin Moyu in his half step transcendent state.

The Dao chains followed, transforming into a cage that trapped the Soul Devouring Spirit King. Lin Moyu pointed, fire flickered, and the Bone Hell appeared within the cage. The flames of hell surged, and the hellish fiends frantically devoured the powder. The powder turned into countless tiny Soul Devouring Spirits, shrieking in terror unlike their previous cries.

The hellish fiends swallowed the powder, but because it was so fine, they couldn't bite it only gulp it down. Their bellies swelled, and after a few seconds, the fiends exploded, and the tiny Soul Devouring Spirit Kings escaped from within. These fragments were clearly weaker than before; though they escaped, they were not unscathed.

Even though the fiends exploded, they were reborn in the hellfire the next second. As long as the Bone Hell endured, the fiends would not die. Lin Moyu observed this, confirming that the hellish fiends could indeed devour anything even the Soul Devouring Spirit King, though the efficiency was low.

Previously, the hellish fiends had devoured part of the Cursed Dao, greatly strengthening the Bone Hell, now reaching the Eternal level. If they could devour the Soul Devouring Spirit King as well... Not all of him was needed just a part would suffice.

The Soul Devouring Spirit King reformed and recovered again, launching attacks that shattered any nearby hellish fiends. A fierce dragon's roar rang out as the Black Prison charged at the Spirit King. With the Bone Hell's advancement, the Black Prison was now as strong as an Eternal. It didn't use Daos, relying solely on its own power, so the Spirit King could not be immune.

The Black Prison and the Soul Devouring Spirit King battled fiercely. The Spirit King seemed unable to read the Black Prison's memories, using only his own power. The hellish fiends took the opportunity to pounce, biting off chunks of the Spirit King and sacrificing themselves to consume his power.

The fiends had no intelligence and no fear of death. Lin Moyu watched with interest; the battle was spectacular and worth observing. With the fiends' harassment, the Spirit King was continually injured, his aura weakening if this continued, he would eventually be killed.

Suddenly, the Spirit King glanced at Lin Moyu. Lin Moyu felt a ripple in his soul, knowing some of his memories had been read. The Spirit King's memory reading ability was truly defiant Lin Moyu could not block it.

A dragon's roar echoed through the void as the Spirit King transformed into Candle Dragon. With eyes closed, in an instant, countless hellish fiends fell like headless flies. The Black Prison was also affected, though not severely. The Spirit King, now in Candle Dragon's form, ignited with strange flames Lin Moyu had never seen before flames of immense power. Black mist billowed from the Black Prison as it struggled to resist the fire.

Lin Moyu had never seen Candle Dragon use such flames; the Spirit King had only read his memories, yet could wield powers Lin Moyu himself had never witnessed. "Truly extraordinary!" Lin Moyu realized the Spirit King's ability was not just memory reading or simple transformation. He could, by some rule of heaven and earth, fully master all the techniques of the being he transformed into, regardless of whether Lin Moyu had seen them.

The Black Prison could not withstand the flames and retreated; the hellish fiends could not approach or bite. The Spirit King charged into the Bone Hell, rampaging through the river of hellfire and turning the Bone Hell upside down. Lin Moyu recalled the Bone Hell, tightening the Dao cage and shrinking the Spirit King's space.

The Bone Hell experiment had failed, but it was enough Lin Moyu confirmed it could devour anything. The Spirit King kept battering the Dao cage, which trembled and cracked. The Great Thousand World poured on power to maintain the cage. Lin Moyu stepped inside and struck again.

"World Ending Palm!"

Candle Dragon, seeing Lin Moyu, roared and charged. He became a fire dragon, colliding with the World Ending Palm. Boom! The shockwaves sent Candle Dragon flying; the palm, though weakened, still swept over him. This time, it did not reduce him to powder transformed into Candle Dragon, he gained the dragon's defensive power.

However, Lin Moyu noticed he was not using Candle Dragon's collected filth power, only Candle Dragon's innate power. Stronger than an Eternal, but not yet transcendent. Lin Moyu now understood the Spirit King's limits.

Strike after strike landed on the Spirit King, forcing him back, injuring and healing in turn. With Candle Dragon's defense and his own regeneration, the Spirit King was stronger, but still fell short of Lin Moyu's half step transcendent state. No matter how he resisted, his aura weakened he would soon be killed.

He looked at Lin Moyu again, reading his memories once more. Lin Moyu felt a breeze in his soul, knowing his memories had been accessed. He wondered who the Spirit King would become this time. In his memories, Candle Dragon was already among the strongest; there were few stronger. If he turned into a friend or relative, it would be useless.

With a roar, the Spirit King began to transform again. A green light appeared, and within it, a figure in green robes an old man in green. Lin Moyu was stunned. The Spirit King was about to become the Green Robed Elder...

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