Mortals cultivate immortality, and their IQ is playing with their heartbeats

#808 - Get all the beads together

But the other two needles were Li Chengfeng's real trump cards, ready to deliver a fatal blow to Duan Qinglie at any moment.

Duan Qinglie was furious. With a thought, his Mind Sword once again pierced through the air.

He had already exposed his position, and now he had suffered a silent loss, his bead taken away by the opponent.

If he were to escape just like that, wouldn't he be letting the other party off easy? Besides, he had already locked onto Li Chengfeng's aura and would definitely not let him go easily.

Duan Qinglie sensed that although this Divine Sense Needle had caused him some damage, it was not fatal, and its power did not seem to be as great as he had expected.

He judged that this might be something the other party had hastily cultivated to deal specifically with him.

If that was the case, then he still had the strength to fight. Rather than continuing to hide and lose the initiative, allowing the other party to make further breakthroughs in their cultivation technique, and possibly condense new Divine Sense Needles, wouldn't he be simply courting death?

Thinking of this, Duan Qinglie finally gritted his teeth and decided to fight Li Chengfeng to the death. He transformed all his thoughts into flying swords, densely packed like a school of fish, launching an indiscriminate attack on Li Chengfeng.

These flying swords were all formed from his thoughts, intangible and formless, making them extremely difficult to block.

Li Chengfeng did not dare to be negligent. He let out a light shout, and a gust of wind immediately arose beneath his feet, and he instantly disappeared.

Those Mind Swords struck the ground with 'swoosh, swoosh, swoosh' sounds, instantly riddling the ground with holes.

However, although these holes looked peculiar, faint and indistinct, with no apparent damage on the surface, a closer inspection with divine sense would reveal that the damage was actually not small.

Li Chengfeng dodged while searching for an opportunity to counterattack. Meanwhile, the arrows in the sky pierced through the air, and he didn't even bother to dodge, allowing them to pass right through him.

Although these arrows caused him some damage, it was all within his acceptable range.

Seeing this, Duan Qinglie gnashed his teeth even more, his swordsmanship becoming divine as he once again unleashed Mind Swords to kill.

Because the flying swords were extremely fast, Li Chengfeng was quick-witted and quick-handed, dodging Duan Qinglie's fierce attack once again.

He suddenly seized this rare opportunity and, with a 'swoosh,' shot out another Divine Stone Needle. Duan Qinglie immediately sensed the danger with agility, but it was too late, and the Divine Sense Needle had already pierced into his body.

This needle was even more powerful than the previous one, not only causing him substantial damage but also slowing down his conviction.

The reason Duan Qinglie was so powerful was that his thoughts and ideas were念头, extremely fast. Any spell had to be quickly detected and cast, while thoughts of mental power could be triggered simply by thinking about them.

Therefore, when combined with his Mind Sword technique, his strength was even more formidable.

However, the reason he had been slow to hunt down others was also that he was searching for his own Mind Bead.

That Mind Bead was hidden in an ethereal place, and he had spent a great deal of effort to obtain it. Otherwise, how could these people be his opponents? He had always felt that he was the darling of the heavens, but now he had encountered an existence that could contend with him.

Just as Duan Qinglie's speed slowed down, Li Chengfeng seized the opportunity once again. With a 'swoosh,' the third Divine Sense Needle pierced into Duan Qinglie's body. Duan Qinglie let out a miserable cry, as this Divine Sense Needle was even stronger and specialized in polluting thoughts.

Because this needle contained a lot of thoughts, these thoughts were chaotic, belonging to all sorts of people, like entering a noisy environment with various ideas and voices.

Li Chengfeng's Substitute Puppet had previously killed eleven people, and the resentment, thoughts, beliefs, and all kinds of unwillingness of these eleven people were all fused into this needle, instantly injected into Duan Qinglie's body.

Duan Qinglie was immediately in excruciating pain, and his thoughts and ideas became a complete mess.

Various thoughts pulled and conflicted with each other. One moment he wanted to do this, and the next he wanted to do that, his head splitting with pain, and he let out bursts of miserable cries.

He had never imagined that he would encounter such a terrifying opponent and such painful torment.

Li Chengfeng took this opportunity to suddenly detonate the three Divine Sense Needles.

With a loud 'bang,' Duan Qinglie's mind suddenly shattered, followed by a painful scream.

Not far from here, on a large tree, a figure fell from above.

It turned out that the one fighting Li Chengfeng was only Duan Qinglie's mind, while his true body had been hiding to the side all along.

At this moment, Duan Qinglie looked extremely disheveled, spitting out blood, his head splitting with pain, his eyes bloodshot, like a trapped beast fighting.

His body convulsed all over, in unbearable pain.

Only then did Li Chengfeng see his original appearance, which was that of a young man in his twenties, with a very handsome and dashing appearance.

However, his body was very frail, and this fall actually caused many of his bones to break, no different from the body of an ordinary person.

This was his weakness. As long as he found the location of his true body and killed him, then his will would instantly be like wine without a bottle, spilled all over the ground.

Only then did Li Chengfeng understand this point.

With a thought, he stuffed Duan Qinglie's storage bag into his hand.

Then, he quickly looked through the cultivation techniques inside and transmitted them to his true body.

Although the true body's deduction was already very close, there were still many deviations. He had the true body thoroughly integrate and deduce them, believing that a new cultivation technique would be born soon.

Duan Qinglie was already on his last breath, because his body was about to collapse.

He said with difficulty: "I never thought that I would still lose even though I was hiding behind the scenes and directing my mind.

No cultivation technique is perfect. I was just too arrogant and conceited.

However, do you think you can make it to the end? I think the reason that Saintess is dual cultivating with you is that you are only making a wedding dress for her, as the cultivation technique she practices definitely doesn't need it."

Li Chengfeng nodded and said lightly, "That should be the case, but what does that have to do with me?"

"What do you mean? Don't you want to dual cultivate with the Saintess? Since you have participated in the trial, you cannot back down."

Li Zhengkun shook his head to the side, obviously surprised by Li Chengfeng's attitude.

"You don't understand what I mean." Li Chengfeng smiled slightly, "I mean, I have my own path, my own pursuit. As for why, I won't tell you."

He thought to himself, how could he tell Duan Qinglie that he had come to the mortal world to refine his heart?

Seeing Li Chengfeng's attitude, Duan Qinglie laughed loudly, then turned into a wisp of spiritual energy and was absorbed by the secret realm's rules, and the mind power he cultivated also dissipated.

Li Chengfeng's Substitute Puppet finally collected thirteen beads, which represented the seven emotions and six desires.

And his true body finally deduced the cultivation technique of the seven emotions and six desires.

This cultivation technique merged into one, forming a rune, named the 'Seven Emotions and Six Desires Technique.'

This rune presented thirteen colors, representing the restrictions of the cultivation technique, flashing with a mysterious light.