Hai Wei looked at Lin Feng beside him, as well as Lin Feng ten meters away, with eyes full of disbelief.

Clone Soul Skill!

The lowest Purple Gold level soul skill, it's almost the soul skill that all Demon Spirit Masters dream of, and he is no exception. However, with his strength, even the success rate of absorbing Golden Soul Skills is not high, let alone the possibility of absorbing Clone Soul Skills.

Such a precious Clone Soul Skill is extremely rare. Even as the most outstanding talent in the Dragon King Hall, one cannot find many, and it's impossible to absorb rashly without certainty.

In Hai Wei's view, the Clone Soul Skill would be his sixth soul skill, and at this stage, it's impossible to absorb it.

Even he himself wants it, but how could Lin Feng, who can't absorb it at the moment, possibly manage to do so?

"Lucky you, I'll spare your life!"

Seeing multiple figures rushing toward from a hundred meters away, Lin Feng suppressed the killing intent in his heart, retreated explosively, and at the same time took out a palm-sized scale from his pocket, crushing it directly.

Five seconds later, with a surge of suction, Lin Feng's figure seemed to become illusory, and he quickly disappeared without a trace.

And at the moment Lin Feng disappeared, those floating bubbles in mid-air burst one by one.

It was only then that the figures arrived, belatedly.

"No way!"

Seeing Hai Wei standing in place, clutching his neck with blood dripping through his fingers in a winding trail on the ground, the expressions of those who arrived were somewhat dumbfounded, unable to believe their eyes.

"How could this be?" Zhang Shengyuan was also very shocked.

Originally, he thought Lin Feng would be caught, either dying or becoming a slave, but he never expected Lin Feng to escape and even injure Hai Wei.

"What a pity, just a little bit more."

Looking at the wound on Hai Wei's neck, Zhang Shengyuan felt a sense of regret, but on the surface remained calm.

"Hai Wei, even you were defeated?" a young man exclaimed.

In the Demon Spirit Realm, someone could actually injure Hai Wei, it was unbelievable.

"Who was that person?"

Hai Wei's face was frighteningly gloomy at that moment. He took out a crystal bottle from his bosom, white powder poured from the bottle opening, covering the somewhat gruesome wound on his neck, his body trembled slightly. After a long while, when the wound solidified, he slowly uttered a name familiar to many, "Lin Feng!"

"Lin Feng, how could he possibly defeat you?" someone couldn't quite believe it.

"I was ambushed, he absorbed the Clone Soul Skill without me noticing."

Hai Wei explained.

However, this explanation made the crowd feel relieved, though still somewhat incredulous.

Ninth floor of the Library Pavilion, inside the secret chamber.

When the light of the array flickered, a figure gradually appeared. Bu Zheng and Fang De finally breathed a sigh of relief.

"Why did you take so long to come back?" Fang De asked a bit pale.

He originally thought Lin Feng was dead, who would have thought he would actually return.

"Is there a set time?" Lin Feng asked, puzzled.

Fang De was a bit speechless, of course there's no set time. If you have the skills, you could stay for a year and a half, that's not what I was asking.

"You're injured!"

Seeing the bloodied wounds on Lin Feng's arms, Bu Zheng asked, "Who injured you?"

"I don't know, a young man who refined the Purple Thorn Demon Dragon," Lin Feng said.

Bu Zheng took a sharp breath, looking a bit surprised: "That's Hai Wei from the Dragon King Hall, a year older than you, at the peak of the Second Grade, he's the most talented genius of this generation in the Dragon King Hall, the Dragon King's most beloved grandson. His Giant Spirit bloodline has awakened, and you actually managed to escape from him! Strange, super geniuses like him usually have people specifically collecting Demon Spirits for them, how could he appear in the Demon Spirit Realm?"

Apparently, Bu Zheng was not unfamiliar, even quite familiar with Hai Wei.

Just as the Alien Race collects information on Human Race geniuses, the Human Race also gathers information on super geniuses of the Alien Race.

Though these super geniuses' strength isn't strong for the time being, they are key to determining the ownership of the other-dimensional space gates.

Therefore, collecting information on them is very important.

Fang De clearly knew about Hai Wei's reputation as well, so his gaze toward Lin Feng carried a hint of astonishment.

The strength gap between Lin Feng and Hai Wei was too great, managing to escape from Hai Wei was enough to prove Lin Feng's strength.

"Lucky."

Lin Feng didn't explain much more, but inwardly felt a bit surprised.

Unexpectedly, it's actually the Dragon King's grandson, and he had just started cultivating the Dragon King's technique "Fish Dragon Transformation". What a coincidence.

It's a pity he couldn't kill Hai Wei.

"What soul skill did you absorb?" Fang De couldn't help but ask.

In the Demon Spirit Realm for three days, such a long time, even at First Grade Demon Spirit's low rank, he should have absorbed a soul skill.

Lin Feng smiled, "Take a guess."

Guess your head!

Fang De cursed inwardly, this kid is really annoying, but he just casually asked, after all, Lin Feng had been in the Demon Spirit Realm for three days and wanted to know what Demon Spirit he chose.

But since Lin Feng didn't say, apart from a bit of annoyance, he didn't mind too much.

What kind of soul skill can a First Grade Demon Spirit absorb, probably just Bronze level, Silver should be unlikely.

As for Golden Soul Skills, dreaming might be more feasible.

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