Abyss Summoner

Chapter 564 - 551: Soul Purification

Throughout a month of devouring, Chen Feng once again purified his soul.

In a year’s time, Chen Feng ascended from the Bronze Tier to the Golden Tier. Besides normally absorbing the energy from the air, he relied heavily on the power of blood sacrifices.

The first Abyssal blood sacrifice summoned a Blazing Demon, and the second blood sacrifice even summoned a Demon Prince, thus transforming his bloodline and physiologically turning him into a true demon.

However, haste makes waste.

Although Chen Feng gained the Golden Tier in a short time and was bolstered by the Power of Faith and Power of the Soul, these effects, while significant, carried some potential long-term dangers.

During the blood sacrifices, the resentful spirits from the offerings clung to Chen Feng. Even if their strength was only one percent, or even one thousandth of their original form, once their numbers increased, they subtly changed Chen Feng’s mindset, covering his thoughts with dust, making it impossible for him to break through to the legendary rank, leaving him forever at the Golden Tier.

The Power of Faith also posed a potential threat. Chen Feng was too eager for success, and when he realized it, it was too late. He thought he could control those complicated thoughts, but each believer had their own thoughts, and even in their prayers, there were all sorts of requests.

The benevolent sought nothing more than the health of their family and the safety of their daughters.

But those with malicious thoughts, even if they believed in Chen Feng, mixed personal desires within their prayers. Worse, they did things against their conscience. The accumulation of these scattered thoughts became like a massive pile of garbage. Even if Chen Feng had the Flame Power to burn them completely, a bit of residue would always remain.

On countless nights, roars emanated from within Chen Feng’s body. Hearing this sound was like having countless resentful spirits inside him, ready to devour people, inducing an inexplicable icy fear in his heart.

That’s why Chen Feng needed the Soul Stone to cleanse the dregs in his soul. Compared to previous suppression, this time the Soul Stone fully exerted its effects.

During this month, Chen Feng shut himself in and, luckily, had enough food in the room to replenish his physical consumption.

Until today, with the final Soul Stone consumed, Chen Feng’s soul finally returned to its initial clarity, and unconsciously, many shadows of creatures began to coalesce behind him.

Chen Feng gradually utilized this, entering a state of no thoughts or desires.

In an instant, rapid breaths escaped from his mouth.

Behind Chen Feng, at some unnoticed moment, a multitude of shadows appeared—bugs, humans, zombies, monsters—all were offerings from his blood sacrifices, and as the Power of the Soul vibrated increasingly, those shadows were torn apart, leaving only two shadows in a short time.

One was Chen Feng’s original visage, the other a Blazing Demon with its body ablaze, its gaze ruthless.

The human and demon apparitions appearing behind Chen Feng weren’t real but an imposing manner, a grand spectacle that didn’t exist in reality; only extremely sensitive Soul Element experts could sense them, while ordinary people would only feel mental pressure.

The two soul powers suggested two abilities.

The human represented calmness, the demon chaos. Because of the blood flowing in his veins, even if their number was dozens of times that of the devils, they were firmly suppressed and couldn’t invade Bator Hell, but now Chen Feng could fight with human consciousness, not easily provoked into inequitable combat.

As for the demon apparition behind him, it symbolized strength. The demon’s gift to Chen Feng was the ability to change appearance. Shi Xiong seemed formidable, but his control over flames was far inferior to Chen Feng’s because, no matter how hard he tried, fire was merely an external force; however, for a Blazing Demon, it was a being born of flame, already one with the fire.

At this time, the two apparitions had clear roles: Chen Feng, like a remodeled demon, possessed not only powerful attacks but also clear thoughts, enabling him to retain calm on the battlefield and fight the enemy.

Moreover, the demon apparition had a frightening ability to crush enemies with the Power of the Soul. The Giant Dragon was feared precisely because of its dragon might, essentially a kind of power oppression that created intimidation.

His momentum was overwhelming.

If an ordinary person encountered Chen Feng, they wouldn’t see the fierce and twisted figure behind him; they would only feel Chen Feng’s overwhelming presence, bringing a sense of oppressive force and breathlessness.

But at Su Tan’s level, as soon as Chen Feng slightly revealed his aura, she would immediately see the phantom condensed behind him, its effect like a 5D experience, allowing her to face and feel the evil power from the Abyss.

When Cottonwood relied on her abilities to spy on Chen Feng before, his Power of the Soul had not yet been cleansed, and his attack power would inevitably be weakened by a few levels. But now, Chen Feng had used the Soul Stone to cleanse his soul and had completely transformed. If Cottonwood were to spy on him now, Chen Feng could fiercely suppress her and, in an instant, destroy all of Cottonwood’s consciousness.

At that time, Cottonwood might at best become a vegetable, at worst, she would die on the spot, without even a chance for rescue, because her soul would have already been burnt to tatters, impossible to save.

"Finally, I have eradicated all resentment caused by the Blood Sacrifice. Just a few Soul Stones have such effects. If I continue to devour more, to what extent will my Power of the Soul grow?"

"Moreover, I vaguely touched upon a hint of the Legendary Tier. Although the progress is not significant, it is a valuable step. I have found the path I need to walk!"

Chen Feng was enveloped in a thin layer of scorching aura, and at this moment, he took a deep breath, and those flames were completely swallowed into his abdomen.

For ordinary people, water and fire are ruthless, energies beyond human control. But for Chen Feng, these scorching flames were like a delicious meal, providing him with ample energy.

He opened his eyes, and instantaneously, a hint of brilliance flashed in his gaze, like the blazing sun at noon, making it impossible to look directly at him.

"The remaining influence of the Blood Sacrifice is negligible. What I need to do now is thoroughly cleanse those Powers of Faith. Previously I was too impatient, only focusing on the quantity of faith. It was like a river rashly absorbing surrounding streams, not knowing how much filth and garbage were mixed in. At that time, all this sewage flowed into my river, and the clear water source became contaminated."

Chen Feng was thoroughly aware of his current situation.

But he also understood that this was not something to be rushed. These polluted waters were an influence but also an opportunity. At this time, there were hundreds of thousands of Believers in the Order. If you add the gate beneath his feet, these Powers of Faith added up, no longer an ordinary river, but a vast Yangtze River.

At that time, if Chen Feng could completely purify these polluted waters, he could use this terrifying power to step into a brand-new realm.

After all, such opportunities are not easy to come by. Why does the Blazing Demon want to gather faith? Because these Powers of Faith are originally a shortcut. Compared to the Masters of Fist and devout monks who choose to hone their Martial Dao through battle to reach higher realms, the Evil Gods and beings with faith can save a lot of time.

At this moment, Chen Feng could clearly feel that his power had also risen considerably. The refining of the Power of the Soul greatly enhanced his control over the flames, allowing him to unleash even more terrifying fire attacks in battle.

Chen Feng extended his hand, and a blazing Fireball appeared in his palm. As the energy leaked, the diameter of this Fireball exceeded one meter, like a scorching sun. After a while, the Fireball began to spin rapidly. With this high-speed rotation, the once large Fireball slowly shrank and transformed into the shape of a crystal ball.

The color also turned pitch black, like charred solid, with no temperature felt outside, but inside, there was a seething hot aura, like a volcano about to erupt, making one feel the terrifying energy of disaster.

Under high-speed rotation, the shape of the Fireball shrank, but due to the compression of its mass, its power increased several times. Moreover, the high-speed rotating Fireball possessed astonishing destructive power, capable of inflicting devastating attacks once it struck the enemy.

Chen Feng controlled the Fireball in his hand, trying to compress it further, but the shape finally stabilized at palm size and could go no further.

"Is this the limit? My current power is already a notch above the ordinary Golden Tier, and my spellcasting ability has greatly improved. But compared to melee experts like Flora, who solely focus on combat skills, I’m still a step behind. After all, the Blazing Demon’s strength lies in fire, not expertise in Combat Skill."

"I must not put the cart before the horse. In terms of combat, Flora and the Inferior Demon are enough to hold the line. If I only pursue power, I may lose my original advantage."

"The Power of the Soul has enhanced again, and my understanding of Summoning Skill has improved as well. Although I cannot sign master-servant contracts, I can try to sign some Fair Contracts. By contracting with some Abyssal Demons, I can use offerings to perform a secondary summon whenever I want."

Chen Feng stood up, his eyes flickering with some brilliance. For a Summoner, the most precious thing is an offering full of energy.

"Offerings..."

Chen Feng muttered to himself.

In a month of seclusion, he was not completely isolated from the outside world. He was also aware of Shi Xiong’s actions during this period. It seems it was time to make a decisive move...