full-time lord

Chapter 86 Painful Spiritual Tempering

"Just now, I encountered a monster."

Zhao Feng didn't know the name of this mirage, but just described its shape and attack method, and everyone who heard it was afraid and amazed again and again.

"Mirage." It was the little girl Afra who said the name of the monster in one breath, "This is a very powerful monster that can take people's lives in dreams. This kind of monster can create magnificent dreams, Get addicted to it.”

"So scary?" Maria said in surprise, "No wonder, I had a wonderful dream just now. However, it was interrupted later."

Bernice said: "It seems that we all have to be careful. This kind of attack is really too subtle." As an assassin, she herself is very alert, but she can't help but follow this mirage. I am very annoyed.

"Thanks to you, Zhao Feng, otherwise we would all be buried in the mouth of that mirage." At this moment, Bernice showed a grateful expression for Zhao Feng's behavior just now.

Zhao Feng said: "You're welcome. If I didn't fight back just now, I might have lost my life. By the way, Aphra, you really know a lot! You even know the name of such a strange monster."

Aphra proudly said: "That's natural, I'm very knowledgeable." Although Aphra is only 13 years old, she has learned a lot since she was a child.

"The number of this kind of monster is very rare. There may not be two in the entire desert. It was unexpected that we encountered it. We are really lucky!"

Aphra sighed with emotion about everyone's luck: "It seems that we need to be more careful. There are still three hundred miles away from Satuba, so we need to be more careful."

Zhao Feng nodded. Seeing that the soldiers were all up and couldn't fall asleep at all, he said, "Okay, let's go straight in the dark. This way, the weather will be cooler."

After the accident just now, everyone's drowsiness was awakened by fright.Who knows, will there be another monster similar to Mirage, killing people invisible.

Although these soldiers were very brave, they would not be happy to let them die in ignorance and wronged.To die on the battlefield is an honor.It would be useless to die in sleep.

"Hurry up."

Zhao Feng's words won everyone's approval. Looking at the big pit destroyed by Zhao Feng and the shattered mirage, everyone lost interest in staying any longer, stepped on their mounts, and headed for the journey ahead.

Since he didn't sleep all night, Zhao Feng was a little dozed off, and when he was riding a horse, his energy was very listless.

During the long trek, he also developed the skill of closing his eyes on the horse and resting his mind.At this time, he was sitting on the horse, his eyes were slightly squinted, and he looked at ease.

Looking at Zhao Feng's half-dream and half-awake appearance, Bernice deliberately asked the team to slow down a little, so that Zhao Feng could have time to rest for a while.

She knew that Zhao Feng had worked so hard these days that he had no time to rest.Even hardened people need rest and sleep.

However, in fact, Zhao Feng was not as tired as he appeared on the surface.At this moment, his spirit was connected with the dark ring in his hand.

In this state, the black ring in his hand continuously sent a white mental power towards Zhao Feng's mind.

This kind of process is not particularly beautiful.

The increase of mental strength requires long-term practice.But Zhao Feng's increase in mental power was obtained through the ring in his hand.

A long process of decades has been shortened to only a few hours, and the pain of tempering one's mental power has also increased thousands of times, tens of thousands of times.

"Damn ring, why does my head hurt so much?" Zhao Feng wanted to shout, but couldn't at all.At this time, although his expression was calm, his head was in pain like a knife.

This kind of severe pain is simply not something that humans can bear.Even a person with strong nerves like Zhao Feng couldn't bear it and wanted to escape this pain.

However, Zhao Feng found that his soul seemed to be separated from his body.On horseback, with his eyes slightly squinted, he looked sleepy.

But in fact, his soul is in another place, enduring the roasting and tempering like a raging fire.

This process is very long, so long that Zhao Feng is a little unimaginable.But at this time, he has no way to escape.No matter how much he yelled, no one could notice.

His soul seemed to be separated from his body.This taste caused him pain and panic.

"damn it!"

At this moment, Zhao Feng regretted his unintentional input of spiritual power into the ring just now.It was this action that made him endure such torment as in hell.

During the battle with Mirage just now, the ring in his hand played a huge role, which made him very curious and wanted to study the purpose of the ring.

Although this ring obtained from Necromancer Bandera looks inconspicuous and has no name, it contains many secrets.

Zhao Feng knew that this undead ring would definitely not be as ordinary as it looked.However, he didn't know what kind of secret this ring held.

That's why he made the reckless move just now.

This painful ordeal made him, who is known as mentally tough, suffer a lot.At this moment, he kept lamenting and complaining in his heart, but he couldn't cut off the connection between him and the ring.

Zhao Feng didn't know that during the few hours of tempering in this ring, his spiritual power had been greatly strengthened and improved, increasing by nearly ten times at once.

You know, this increase in mental power is very slow.Even the necromancers who are good at spiritual power only gained strong spiritual power after a long period of time when they transformed their bodies into undead creatures.

And Zhao Feng, in just a few hours, had almost the same mental power as a high-level necromancer.Being able to have this kind of change is all thanks to this magical ring in his hand.

Strong spiritual power will be of great benefit to his future cultivation journey.The tempered mental power will be very stable, allowing him to concentrate on cultivation.

However, Zhao Feng can't appreciate this benefit now.

When the spiritual connection between the ring and him was severed, it was as if his spine had been pulled out, and he lay limply on the horse's back without any strength left.

For Zhao Feng, he would rather go through a few more fierce battles than have any spiritual connection with this ghost ring.At this moment, he hated the black ring in his heart extremely.

"I'll throw away your scourge." Zhao Feng took it off his hand, trying to throw the ring away.But after thinking about it, he was still reluctant, so he said: "Forget it, let's keep it for now."

(End of this chapter)