The Devil's Tribulation

Chapter 952 Sword Control

Southern Continent, Sacred Flame Island, Sacred Flame Realm.

Burial Mountain.

After discussing for a few minutes, the person and the cat both closed their eyes.

A moment later, Pan Chengfeng's mind suddenly began to churn.

At the same time, Black Warrior's little brain felt like it was stuffed with a big wad of cotton, very swollen, as if something was about to burst out.

The two activated Black Warrior's secret technique 'Mental Resonance' together, causing Black Warrior's mental power to surge dramatically, and a dazzling pale golden light shot out from his cat eyes.

Black Martial gathered its spiritual power for half a breath, and then with a meow, another high-grade flying sword flew out from its tail.

This ordinary high-grade spiritual treasure flying sword also shimmered with a pale golden light, as if the blade was covered with a layer of golden coating.

Black Martial's little claws made a series of hand seals that Pan Chengfeng only vaguely understood.

As each hand seal was completed, the flying sword began to tremble with a buzzing sound.

Pan Chengfeng was increasingly shocked as he looked at it, muttering to himself, "This...this is sword control technique??? Hei Wu actually knows sword control technique?!"

'Sword Control Technique' is a secret technique kept secret by the Sword Sect.

Ordinary cultivators can only rely on their spiritual power to manipulate objects, which is generally not very powerful and has a limited range.

However, the Sword Control Technique is a high-level technique that can take lives from thousands of miles away, and even among the Sword Sect disciples, only core disciples can learn it.

Pan Chengfeng couldn't help but use his mental power to transmit his voice, "Black Martial! Are you using 'Sword Control Technique'? I've never seen you use it before!"

Black Warrior said impatiently, "Shut up! I can't be distracted!!"

Pan Chengfeng was speechless for a moment, but now was not the time to dwell on such things. He could only mutter to himself, "I'm determined to get this 'Sword Control Technique'. I have to find a way to trick him into giving it to me!"

It took Hei Wu two breaths to finally complete the hand seal, and the flying sword emitted a dazzling light with a 'whoosh'.

"go!!"

At his command, the flying sword vanished from its spot and reappeared in front of Pan Chengfeng, plunging directly into the ice ball with a 'plop'.

As the flying sword was inserted, a fine crack appeared on the surface of the ice puck, and then the crack quickly expanded, covering the entire ice puck in no time.

Pan Chengfeng exclaimed with delight, "Well done! I can finally get out!!"

Pan Chengfeng hurriedly activated his body-refining technique, and wisps of red gas emerged from his body at the same time.

At the same time, the ice ball of the Emperor Soul Beast also began to tremble slightly, and cracks began to extend from the inside out, spreading across the entire huge ice ball.

Pan Chengfeng's eyes flashed red, and a violent aura emanated from his body.

Blackie, who was only a few dozen meters away, was so frightened that his hair stood on end. He quickly retreated to a place he thought was relatively safe and hid a kilometer away.

Hei Wu poked his head out and looked at Pan Chengfeng, whose size was constantly increasing, and thought to himself, "Has this kid gone mad?!"

"Didn't they say we couldn't use that damn special technique? Why is he using it again? Is he going to go crazy and kill me too?!"

As he became more proficient with the 'Overlord Fist', it was able to increase Pan Chengfeng's strength by six times and his speed by three times.

Six times the force is more than 12 million jin.

Three times the speed, that's kilometers per hour, which is twenty times the speed of sound!

With a 'bang!', Pan Chengfeng broke free, sending ice shards flying everywhere.

Pan Chengfeng was three meters off the ground, his robes fluttering and rustling, his blood-red eyes looking at Hei Wu hiding not far away with a strange smile.

This glance startled Hei Wu, who quickly shrank back into his small head, curled up in a ball, and trembled with fear.

Pan Chengfeng let out a strange "hehehe" laugh, turned his head to look at the Emperor Soul Beast and said, "I'm here!"

Pan Chengfeng had never felt so comfortable; he felt an inexhaustible supply of energy throughout his body.

In a few quick steps, he arrived in front of the Emperor Soul Beast and, using the most direct method, punched the Emperor Soul Beast straight in the back.

A tremendous sound, carrying a powerful impact, shattered the not-yet-completely-broken ice layer, tore open a passage, and struck the Emperor Soul Beast directly in the back.

The powerful physical attack struck the Emperor Soul Beast's vital point, causing even the formidable Emperor Soul Beast to cough up blood and plunge its head into the ground.

Pan Chengfeng jumped onto the back of the Emperor Soul Beast, his fists moving with incredible speed and precision, striking the beast's back repeatedly.

The muffled thuds continued, each one sounding like a punch to the heart.

'Bang bang bang...' "Still not dead! Still not dead! Still not dead..."

Thousands of heavy blows landed solidly on the Emperor Soul Beast, but Pan Chengfeng could still feel the Emperor Soul Beast's strong heartbeat, showing no signs of weakening.

Ten breaths passed quickly, and Pan Chengfeng became increasingly alarmed as he fought, feeling that things were going badly.

Just then, a weak voice echoed in his mind: "Pan Chengfeng... attack, attack from the inside... attack it..."

After saying this, Xueyou closed her eyes and fainted again.

Pan Chengfeng's attack was so powerful that it jolted Xue You awake from her unconscious state.

Xueyou looked up and saw Pan Chengfeng riding on the back of the Emperor Soul Beast, beating it wildly. She knew that this wouldn't hurt the Emperor Soul Beast at all, let alone kill it.

In desperation, Xueyou used her last bit of magic to give Pan Chengfeng a warning.

Sure enough, after Xue You pointed it out, a glimmer of clarity flashed in Pan Chengfeng's eyes, and he exclaimed, "Thank you for the reminder, Fairy!"

Pan Chengfeng, who had just unleashed the Overlord Fist, was not thinking clearly. Now, after being reminded by Xue You, he naturally remembered the plan that the three of them had made before.

Pan Chengfeng withdrew his fist, looked at the Emperor Soul Beast's round and perky buttocks, and said with a hint of disgust in his eyes, "Damn it, I'll risk my handsome face and kill it today!"

As he spoke, Pan Chengfeng ran toward the Emperor Soul Beast's big buttocks.

Within a distance of only a dozen meters, Pan Chengfeng could see the anus, which was half a meter wide and covered in filth.

The Emperor Soul Beast had long lost its intelligence, so it wouldn't bother cleaning its own private parts. It was filled with excrement that had accumulated for countless years, and it was all different colors.

Even though Pan Chengfeng's mind was a little foggy, he couldn't help but gag several times.

"This flavor is fucking awesome!"

Time was running out, and the whites of Pan Chengfeng's eyes were slowly being filled with black, his mind becoming increasingly muddled.

Pan Chengfeng was losing his senses; if he didn't act soon, it might be too late.

With his eyes closed and breath held, Pan Chengfeng leaped up and with a 'whoosh', burrowed into the Emperor Soul Beast's anus.

Hei Wu, standing some distance away, gaped, spilling the half-chewed spirit beast pill he'd just swallowed onto the ground. He stammered, "That kid actually likes this? Does he like the taste?"

Feeling the foreign object enter its anus, the Emperor Soul Beast jumped up in fright, clutching its anus while making strange noises like "Oh oh oh".

But what could its big fingers possibly dig out? Not only could it not dig out anything, it also helped Pan Chengfeng, allowing him to save a lot of effort and drill even deeper.

Hei Wu had lost his appetite. Looking at the Emperor Soul Beast jumping around, he showed a disgusted expression and said, "Should I change my master? This kid is disgusting and lewd!"

Yes, we need to find someone else. Hmm, Xin'er is perfect. I'm going to find Xin'er!

Pan Chengfeng, who was crawling into the Emperor Soul Beast's anus, had no idea that the kitten had decided to change owners.

Because when the Emperor Soul Beast stood up, its anus clenched even tighter.

Fortunately, the Overlord Fist is still intact, and Pan Chengfeng still has more than ten million jin of strength. Otherwise, with his original strength alone, he would have been directly crushed and unable to move.

And so, Pan Chengfeng gripped the fleshy walls with both hands, ignoring the filth covering his entire body, and slowly burrowed inside.

The Emperor Soul Beast felt that the little thing not only didn't stop, but kept burrowing into its body, and became increasingly uneasy. It jumped up and down and frantically pounded the ground with its rear end, trying to knock the 'thing' out.

The entire Burial Soul Mountain Range resounded with tremendous crashing sounds and the strange cries of the Emperor Soul Beasts.

Pan Chengfeng slowly crawled inside. The filth was so intoxicating that he lost track of how long he had been crawling. Suddenly, the space in front of him opened up, and Pan Chengfeng exclaimed with delight, "This is its intestines! Good, I'll do it to you right here!"

Pan Chengfeng quickly moved a few times and, sure enough, his head emerged from the filth. He then squeezed a few more times, freed himself from the filth, and stood on it. He immediately took out a calming talisman and stuck it on his chest.

To everyone's surprise, the calming talisman, which was supposed to be very effective, did not work immediately, and the darkness still lingered in her eyes.

Pan Chengfeng, whose mind was becoming increasingly muddled, sensed something was wrong and anxiously exclaimed, "What the hell is going on?!"

Why isn't it working?!

In his haste, Pan Chengfeng didn't care about anything else and hurriedly took out three more 'Mind-Cleansing Talismans' from his storage bracelet and stuck them all on.

Although the 'Mind-Cleansing Talisman' is much less effective than the 'Mind-Tranquilizing Talisman', it's better than nothing for now, and there's no other way.

After affixing the talisman, Pan Chengfeng began to calm his mind and focus his energy.

After waiting for four or five breaths, Pan Chengfeng let out a long sigh and said, "Luckily, I almost failed."

This might be the last time I use the Overlord Fist…

Pan Chengfeng could clearly sense that the 'Overlord Fist' had lost control.

If he dares to use it again, he probably won't be able to come back. Even if you give him a higher-level talisman, it won't help.

After calming himself down, Pan Chengfeng patted the writhing flesh walls and said, "Your turn. I refuse to believe that you can't be beaten from the outside or from the inside!"