Douluo Dragon King: I'm creating a golden age behind the scenes!

Chapter 81 Seven Old Demons? Seven Clowns!

At the same time, seven illusory and distorted old men appeared in front of Wei Heng and began to discuss why Wei Heng was unaffected by the illusion.

The elderly man at the head of the group was portly, and a ghostly blue light condensed at his fingertips: "How can a mere fifth-ring Soul King be immune to our illusions? Could it be that he brought a mental defense artifact?"

"What a joke!" The muscular old man's phantom suddenly lengthened. "I saw with my own eyes that he didn't even circulate his soul power; there must be other secrets behind it!"

The discussion was extremely heated, with no regard for Wei Heng, a junior, but they still couldn't reach a consensus.

Finally, the seven illusory and distorted old men stopped their noisy discussion, and six pairs of eerie green eyes, like will-o'-the-wisps, all turned to Wei standing to the side, their eyes filled with greed and curiosity.

One of the elderly men, dressed in a black robe and with a emaciated figure, extended an illusory hand, its fingers shimmering with a ghostly light, and lunged at Wei Heng first, uttering a shrill voice: "Hmph, brat, let us go in and see what secrets you hold!"

The other six elders followed closely behind, like a pack of hungry wolves eyeing their prey. Their figures twisted and distorted in the air, carrying a powerful mental energy fluctuation, attempting to forcefully break through Wei's mental defenses and directly enter his mental sea to find out what was going on.

It is important to know that a Soul Master's Sea of ​​Spirit is their lifeline, containing all their secrets. No Soul Master would allow anyone else to enter their Sea of ​​Spirit.

At this moment, Wei Heng looked at the seven old men in front of him and understood that they must be the seven Shrek Seven Demons who came to Devil Island for training but died here because they coveted power.

After figuring it out, Wei showed no intention of defense whatsoever and directly opened his spiritual sea, letting them in.

When the seven old demons entered, they found nothing, which made them even more agitated.

At this moment, a voice came from behind them, "So that's how it is," Wei Heng's gaze swept over the seven old demons in their soul forms, his tone tinged with amusement, "Your current state is truly peculiar. Although you are dead, an extremely pure and powerful life force protects your souls, not only allowing you to survive in this world, almost to the point of immortality," but even turning misfortune into blessing, directly granting you spiritual power comparable to the Divine Origin Realm...

"Boy, who exactly are you? How do you know all this?" the Seven Demons asked, both shocked and furious. Their faces instantly darkened at being seen through so easily.

His eyes were sinister and unpredictable, like those of a hungry wolf, intently scrutinizing the young man before him—Wei Heng—in the darkness.

Wei Heng, however, remained calm and composed, showing no intention of answering.

For a moment, both sides fell into an eerie silence. Seeing this, the most violent of the seven old demons, the Demon of Hatred, was always brave but reckless. Before his companions could react, his powerful spiritual energy, comparable to that of the Divine Origin Realm, burst forth.

He laughed arrogantly, "None of that matters anymore. Anyone who discovers our secret will become a dead man."

Before he finished speaking, his spiritual power surged like a raging tide, crashing into Wei's sea of ​​consciousness, attempting to engulf it instantly. Wherever this spiritual power passed, the air seemed to be torn apart, emitting a sharp whistling sound.

However, to the Vengeful Old Demon's surprise, the spiritual power that was once enough to instantly subdue a Title Douluo was now like being stuck in quagmire in this sea of ​​spirit, completely unusable. It was as if he had punched cotton, unable to exert any force whatsoever.

But the unexpected situation seemed to end there. The next second, the seven old demons' faces turned extremely ugly. They suddenly felt their spiritual power and life force were constantly declining, as if they were being forcibly pulled out of their bodies by an invisible hand.

Their soul figures were also becoming increasingly transparent, like candles flickering in the wind, ready to vanish at any moment. The seven old demons stared wide-eyed, their eyes filled with terror and disbelief.

The old demon of greed cried out in a trembling voice, "What is happening? Why has our power disappeared?"

The old demon of jealousy cried out in panic, "Quickly, think of something! We can't just die here like this!"

Sensing the changes within themselves, the seven old demons were terrified and tried to leave, only to find themselves completely immobilized. It was as if some invisible force was binding them tightly to the spot.

A group of phantoms began to struggle desperately, but to no avail.

Just then, Wei Heng, who had been silent until now, revealed a faint smile, a smile that carried a hint of mockery and disdain.

He said slowly, "I originally thought it would take more effort this time. If you were outside, it would be quite troublesome for me to take you down. But I didn't expect you to directly break into my spiritual sea. You can't blame me for that."

Wei Heng's voice, like a resounding bell, echoed in this sea of ​​spirit.

At this point, he was no longer willing to waste words with these seven disgusting old bastards.

His eyes suddenly sharpened, and the next second, he activated his sea of ​​consciousness. As Wei Heng activated it, a terrifying suction force erupted from the sea of ​​consciousness and swept towards the Seven Old Demons.

Wherever these suction forces reached, the souls and figures of the Seven Demon Lords were constantly torn apart.

The seven old demons, who had been so arrogant just moments before, now let out desperate screams: "No! We are not willing to die like this!"

They cursed wildly, "You demon! We'll haunt you even as ghosts!"

However, their resistance was futile. The terrifying suction force tore at them tightly, slowly drawing away their mental strength and the life force they depended on for survival.

The seven old demons' soul figures also became increasingly faint, and were eventually completely absorbed.

Wei Heng stood in the center of the Sea of ​​Spirit, watching the seven old demons completely dissipate into specks of light. He shook his head gently and sighed, "It seems that your first death did not teach you any lessons. Both times you died because of your own greed. You really don't learn your lesson."

His voice echoed in this silent sea of ​​consciousness, carrying a hint of regret and mockery.

With the disappearance of the Seven Demon Lords, Wei Heng's spiritual sea gradually returned to calm.

The fluctuations in soul power caused by the fierce battle gradually subsided, and the deep and mysterious spiritual space returned to its usual peaceful state.

Wei Heng closed his eyes, carefully sensing the changes in himself after absorbing the Seven Old Demons.

The immense spiritual power of the seven people surged like a tidal wave, merging into his sea of ​​consciousness and making his spiritual world even broader and deeper.

He used that pure life force to enhance himself, and his soul power began to rise slowly and steadily under the impact of this power.

He could sense that he was only one step away from breaking through to the Soul Emperor realm.

[Sigh, I originally thought I could only come to scout things out this time, and that I would have to wait until I advanced to the Divine Origin Realm before I could deal with you.]

Thinking of the Seven Old Demons, Wei Heng sighed inwardly, "But since you've all delivered this gift to my doorstep, I can only reluctantly accept it!"

This unexpected gain eased his initial anxiety about the trip.

Suddenly, a thought flashed through Wei Heng's mind: [Wait a minute, does this count as saving Tang Wulin and the others? Avoiding a disaster for them!]

Thinking of this, a smug smile appeared on his face.

[Haha, as expected of me, what a great guy!] He couldn't help but praise himself in his heart.

With a cheerful mood, Wei Heng opened his eyes and slowly stepped out of his mental sea. The dazzling sunlight shone on him, allowing him to feel the warmth of the real world.

He stood in a valley on Devil's Island, surrounded by a dense jungle. The lush trees blocked out the sun, and the occasional roar of wild beasts added to the mysterious atmosphere.

Wei Heng stretched his body and straightened his clothes. In the past, in order to complete his main body's plans, he always pretended to be a steady and mature person. This time, he finally came to a place where there was no one else, which allowed him to relax.

Looking at the mysterious island in front of him, Wei Heng decided to take a good look around this famous Devil's Island and treat it as a vacation.

Of course, it would be even better if we could find those two items.

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