Oh my god! The goddess secretly gave birth to three obedient daughters for me-Chapter 857 - 877: Formed a Golden Lotus

Lin Yi sensed the aura emanating from Zhao Deming and his face suddenly showed a hint of astonishment.

"Indeed, Lin Yi, your cultivation has also reached the Two-Star Martial King Realm!"

Zhao Deming spoke.

Lin Yi’s talent was exceptional, and under the nourishment of the Five Elements Qi, his strength had enhanced to the Two-Star Martial King Realm!

"Yes!"

Lin Yi nodded.

"Lin Yi, from now on, I am going to rely on your help!"

Upon saying this, Zhao Deming extended his right hand; his index and middle fingers slightly bent, his fingertips condensing a purple arc of electricity.

The arc of electricity appeared dark brown, like a venomous snake flicking its tongue, emitting a sinister and terrifying aura.

"Lin Yi, input my soul into the formation pattern inside your body, and then let it absorb my spiritual power!"

Zhao Deming instructed.

Lin Yi nodded, then immediately closed his eyes.

"Hum!"

Within Lin Yi, the soul tree trembled wildly.

"Swoosh!"

The next moment, the soul tree suddenly shook, and immediately a strand of golden soul flame burst forth!

These soul flames gathered above Lin Yi’s head, gradually forming a golden lotus.

The golden lotus emitted pale yellow rays of light.

The light grew increasingly intense and gradually, the golden light began to solidify.

Meanwhile, the giant soul tree before Lin Yi quickly grew larger.

Eventually, it transformed into a towering ancient tree!

The phantom of the golden lotus floated above the golden lotus, emitting dazzling and brilliant golden rays!

The golden rays, like a radiant sun!

Those golden rays, as if possessed with Spiritual Wisdom, continuously circled around there.

The golden rays roamed relentlessly on the giant ancient tree.

Then, the giant ancient tree trembled violently, emitting a brilliant golden glow!

The brilliant golden glows frantically surged toward the roots of the ancient tree, making the entire tree become even more massive.

In an instant, a golden circular hole appeared at the base of the ancient tree.

Afterward, the golden rays continuously poured into that circular hole.

"Hum hum!"

"Humming!"

The ancient tree shook wildly, emitting a series of roaring sounds.

Inside the hole, a sharp and pungent smell incessantly wafted out, as if countless foul-smelling insects were crawling around.

Seeing the scene before him, Zhao Deming’s expression subtly changed.

"Is this the first step of soul transference?"

Zhao Deming murmured softly.

Then, a determined look flashed in his eyes as he shouted firmly, "Lin Yi, I’m ready, you can extract my Nascent Soul from my body now!"

Hearing this, Lin Yi nodded slightly.

Then, a fierce look flashed in his eyes, and he suddenly clenched his fist.

"Bang!"

"Puchi..."

In the next instant, the giant formation directly cracked.

After that, black and white interwoven runes rapidly emerged on Zhao Deming’s body, enveloping him within.

Lin Yi, startled, exclaimed.

"Senior Brother Zhao, what’s happening?"

"Lin Yi, this is the first step after soul transference; it requires a certain level of soul attack to completely destroy the Nascent Soul in my body!"

"Lin Yi, start now!"

Zhao Deming spoke as the black runes surrounding his body also rapidly pulsed, moving like living creatures.

Lin Yi took a deep breath, his eyes revealing a cold gleam.

Right after that, Lin Yi swung his right hand, and immediately two golden bolts of thunder descended from the sky, fiercely smashing toward Zhao Deming’s head.

Zhao Deming felt the strong wind coming from behind and, not daring to be negligent, immediately turned around to face it.

"Crack!"

With a crisp sound, the bolt of thunder instantly exploded!

"Boom boom boom!"

The exploding thunderbolts continued to burst, their power extremely astonishing, creating holes in the ground around them.

Zhao Deming’s body, meanwhile, staggered back seven or eight steps before he could stop.

"Spit!"

Zhao Deming spit out a mouthful of fresh blood, looking at Lin Yi with a pale face, his eyes full of horror.

The power of Lin Yi’s recent thunderbolt was astonishing.

Even he could hardly cope with it.

"Lin Yi, your Thunder Attribute soul is incredibly strong!"

"No wonder you dared to cause such a scene in front of the Jiuyou Demon Dragon!"

Zhao Deming looked at Lin Yi with eyes full of admiration.

You see, in the Zhao Family, disciples who possess the Thunder Attribute soul are not many!

Unless they are incredibly rare and exceptional, they aren’t worthy of becoming a core disciple of the Zhao Family.

"Lin Yi, quickly infuse your Thunder Attribute soul into my body, or else I will be devoured by those evil Nascent Souls!"

Zhao Deming’s voice carried a hint of urgency.

"Right!"

Upon hearing this, Lin Yi nodded and then began to mobilize his soul, starting to infuse it into Zhao Deming’s body.

Quickly, he noticed that Zhao Deming’s Nascent Soul was somewhat unstable.

"Lin Yi, quickly control that mysterious power and let it merge into my physical body!"

Zhao Deming’s voice seemed panicked, clearly finding the mysterious power somewhat difficult to handle.

"Alright!"

Lin Yi nodded his head, and immediately took control of his own soul, entering Zhao Deming’s sea of consciousness.

That mysterious power was also enveloped by Lin Yi’s soul.

The next moment, a harsh buzzing sound suddenly resonated within his sea of consciousness.

"Bang!"

As the buzzing sound emanated, a fine line of blood suddenly emerged at the center of Zhao Deming’s forehead.

Moreover, that line of blood kept expanding.

Zhao Deming’s Nascent Soul also began to collapse.

"Brother Zhao, hang in there, it will be okay soon!"

After saying this, Lin Yi again stimulated his soul, frantically drilling into Zhao Deming’s sea of consciousness, trying to control that bundle of mysterious power and merge it with Zhao Deming’s soul!

However, just as Lin Yi’s soul was about to touch Zhao Deming’s Nascent Soul, a pitch-black claw suddenly appeared out of nowhere, reaching for Lin Yi’s sea of consciousness!

"Who is it?"

Feeling the terrifying fluctuations coming from that black claw, Lin Yi was startled, and quickly retreated!

"Boom!"

That pitch-black claw landed on the spot where Lin Yi had just been standing, immediately stirring up a cloud of dust!

"Is it you?"

Seeing this, a look of surprise also appeared on Lin Yi’s face.

Because that pitch-black claw was unmistakably Zhao Deming’s Nascent Soul!

"Ha ha! Lin Yi, you have ultimately still lost to me, truly a disciple worthy of my admiration!"

"Lin Yi, you should now call me Brother Zhao!"

Zhao Deming said with a hearty laugh.

"Hmph, Brother Zhao, I’ll remember what happened this time!"

Lin Yi said coldly.

"What does it matter if you remember? You are now my puppet, Zhao Deming. What right do you have to fight against me?"

"If you are willing to join me, I will spare your life, but if you remain deluded, then today, you will undoubtedly die!"

Zhao Deming said ominously.