My Beautiful Duchess Wife

The green venom coiled around the little sun, but it didn't budge an inch. After a brief roll, it slammed down directly onto the tiny snake king below.

If it were hit by this, even its Demon Emperor-level body would be reduced to ashes. The tiny snake king cried out in alarm, letting out a dragon's roar. This time, it seemed to be a real dragon's roar, and for a moment, even Sigurd and Miken, who were far away, couldn't help but be intimidated.

They nearly tripped and fell. Looking at the miniature sun-like object, their eyes welled up with tears.

In an instant, all those huge, thick snakes charged towards Lin Peng's massive fireball. It was a completely reckless, suicidal attack.

The smaller snakes continued to spray venom.

However, this miniature sun made no attempt to dodge. It continued its relentless charge, and after the tiny snake dynasty fled to another location, it even began to track it!

In an instant, the burly giant snakes that had tried to block them also coiled up. However, as soon as they coiled up, they began to hiss. They were truly using their power, disregarding their own safety, and lashed out with their tails. Instantly, a small fireball plummeted towards a small hillside!

A deafening boom, the massive explosion was like a nuclear bomb going off. The smoke and flames it kicked up spread like a hurricane, radiating outwards in all directions!

Chapter Thirty-One: Escape from Death

"Time's almost up!" Greenb asked a weapon refiner beside him, his face gentle. Originally, the branch leader was a very fiery demon. But for some reason, he seemed to be smiling more often lately! The weapon refiner thought to himself, smiled slightly, and nodded.

Other master-level or grandmaster-level weapon refiners were also overjoyed. This year, there were far more experts than in previous years. With so many weapon refiners, even if some died inside, as long as they emerged, they could definitely take on responsibilities in a certain area.

This may be the reason why the weapon refiners in the Dark Sage Guild truly rose to prominence!

Almost everyone was whispering among themselves. Skull slapped his chair and sneered, "If Lin Peng really shows up this time, then we can be certain that he killed that brat, Cladell!"

Beside him stood an extremely thin demon. His entire face resembled a skull, and he possessed a terrifying expression.

Those two seemingly movable eyes rolled around, as if reminding us, "We're the prime suspect, not a definite confirmation. So, Master, we can't be certain yet! This Lin Peng might be the beginning of a trend in the capital. It's best not to make a move!"

The eerie voice truly sounded like a ghost that had been dead for many years!

Skull's slightly furrowed brows furrowed slightly. Although his face appeared extremely resolute, a hint of coldness appeared: "What if I kill this guy?"

"Then, Master will at least be tripped up by Kula, Karon, and some people in the shadows! Perhaps they will even join forces to eliminate you first!"

This demon servant had faint, ethereal demonic markings on his face. Despite being a servant, he spoke with neither arrogance nor servility, as if he were not speaking to a master.

Such a tone, if heard by an ordinary nobleman, would surely have resulted in the execution of the servant. However, Scully paused for a moment, then laughed instead. His gaze towards the servant softened, becoming somewhat hesitant.

At that very moment, the ten experts on the altar also began to gather their power!

The crimson blood, imbued with a dark light, slowly began to ripple through space along with the altar. This scene had been witnessed by everyone three days prior.

However, at this moment, everyone was still incredibly excited. Tearing apart space is not something that can be done casually. Of course, this was only a small space.

Tearing open a space leading to the human world is something that cannot be accomplished with such a small amount of power.

The space seemed to have connected at some point. Slowly, it began to resemble a black hole. Then, it began to transform into a real spatial rift!

At that moment, almost everyone witnessed a scene of utter destruction. A massive pillar of fire shot into the sky, completely engulfing the forest. Simultaneously, enormous shockwaves, like swirling clouds, spread outwards in all directions. This sight left all the spectators speechless, their mouths agape, utterly bewildered.

Greenb, however, seemed to already know what was going on. In an instant, he rushed into the spatial rift. His first glance revealed only Sigura and Miken among some somewhat surprised and stunned weapon refiners; Lin Peng was nowhere to be seen. A chill ran down his spine; he sensed something was wrong.

"Where's Lin Peng?" He grabbed Sigula by the collar and yelled.

Sigula seemed to have found a savior, and tears welled up in his eyes: "Lord Grinbu, Lin Peng, Lin Peng is entangled by the Crimson Crystal Serpent. That explosion just now was caused by him. Now... now..."

"What's going on now?"

Greenb's heart sank.

He had, of course, been to this space before. Moreover, he knew of the existence of the Crimson Crystal Serpent. Furthermore, he knew how terrifying the Crimson Crystal Serpent was.

Even a peak Demon Emperor level expert like him would never dare to be surrounded and attacked by a group of Crimson Crystal Serpents. After all, no one knows the true strength of that Serpent King yet!

Looking at the entire forest, which resembled a desert, gave him a sense of apocalypse. After a deep sigh, he roared, "Get out of here! All of you, get out of here!"

With that, he took one last look at the desert before rushing toward the spatial rift.

When Greenb led a large group of people out, Eileen panicked. She didn't see Lin Peng, and the demons who came out all looked disheveled and covered in dust.

Eileen wanted to stand up and run to Greenb to ask him. However, Roland, standing beside her, stopped her. With a calm expression, he said coldly, "Trust that man. He has the ability to make you believe him!"

Meanwhile, another weapon refiner was also feeling anxious. He was a department head in the weapon refiner guild, and his grandson was participating in the competition.

This time, it can be said that his grandson's lineup is also extremely powerful. Five Demon King-level experts and five Great Demon-level helpers. Such a lineup, not to mention anything else, can be considered almost invincible in this match alone. Of course, that Sigurd is also a worrying factor.

However, Sigula appeared. And Miken, whom we were paying close attention to, also appeared at the same time. But Lin Peng, the more troublesome one, surprisingly didn't show up.

At this moment, the supervisor, who was considered a leader, felt a sense of unease. At the same time, he found Sigula even more unbearable.

Greenb walked to the highest point of the hall, seemingly about to announce something. He took a deep breath, trying to calm the unease and anger in his heart.

But another feeling lingered. It seemed Lin Peng wasn't dead. Perhaps, he was still alive. In the distance, the crack slowly began to close.

Perhaps it will shut down in the next second. Each time, although I've mastered the method to open that space, I can't maintain it for very long. This is why that space is used as a competition or training venue.

His deep eyes gazed at the crack, a hint of expectation tinged with a complex mix of emotions—a restless unease. Perhaps it was hope, or perhaps, a deeper worry.

At the same time, Roland's eyes narrowed slightly. In his heart, he kept shouting: Lin Peng, if you don't come out now, you might miss your chance! You bastard, don't think you can just stay here after defeating me!

Eileen almost burst into tears. It seemed that from that carriage trip, Lin Peng had developed an unbreakable bond with her.

No, it should be said that Lin Peng carried it with him from the very first time he came out of the abyss!

Meanwhile, on the other side, Serabiel, if it weren't for the large crowd, would probably have burst into laughter long ago.

Almost everyone watched the spatial rift slowly beginning to heal. With each passing minute it closed, a sense of dread crept in. Just as it was truly almost completely closed, suddenly, a figure darted out.

Its speed was extremely fast; it seemed to transform into a streak of red light and flash by. Boom… A huge explosion resounded, and a deep crater appeared in front of the Dark Sage Guild.

It is more than ten meters deep and is accompanied by scorching flames.

Eileen jumped to her feet and, without a second thought, rushed into the deep pit. Even someone as composed as Roland couldn't help but follow.

Greenbeard, on the other hand, burst out laughing with delight.

On the other side, Sigurah's body trembled slightly. After exchanging a smile with Miken, he also rushed over.

In the very center of the deep pit, Lin Peng lay on the verge of death, seemingly about to perish at any moment. A crowd surrounded him, making his vision even more blurred.

The last sound he heard was the sound of someone crying tears of joy. Then, as if relieved, he fainted!

Chapter Thirty-Two: Soul Restoration

The bedroom was spacious, and while the furnishings weren't luxurious, it had a particularly warm and inviting feel upon entering. A bouquet of roses sat on the bedside table. A young girl, appearing to be only eleven or twelve years old, nestled against the soft white silk quilt.

She rested her chin on her hand, quietly watching the man on the bed. The man lay on the bed, appearing extremely calm. A faint smile seemed to linger on the corner of his mouth.

The girl sighed, looking somewhat helpless. Turning to look out the window, she saw that it had already begun to snow.

Large snowflakes drifted down slowly, each one looking like a white flower petal. The feeling of them falling made the girl's heart tighten.

Half a month has passed since the Weapon Refiner Competition. Yet, this man remains fast asleep. If he doesn't wake up tomorrow, he might truly miss it.

The door creaked open. Shia entered, her face filled with worry. The man on the bed was said to have been injured while saving a friend.

Of course, those two friends were extremely loyal and took on such great pressure, postponing the competition for such a long time.

Even the branch president agreed without the slightest hesitation.

"Still no sign of waking up?" Shia brushed a strand of hair from her cheek and looked at Angelina seriously.

After receiving news of Lin Peng's unconsciousness, Shia and Angelina rushed over. However, seeing the current situation, they felt somewhat disheartened!

Perhaps, this time, we really won't be able to get the Dark Sword!

She sighed and looked out the window. Angelina gave a wry smile; she had always helped His Highness the Duke, and now she had unexpectedly developed a dependence on him.

This coma might not be a good thing after all!

Unlike the scene outside, in that sun-drenched space, Lin Peng chuckled as he sat down next to a small snake.

The small snake, seemingly dried out by the sun, lay motionless on the ground. The desert-like ground felt soft and comfortably liquid.

"So, are you convinced now?" Lin Peng asked, panting, but he laughed heartily. Even while catching his breath, he kept laughing.

The small snake lying on the ground arched its body, slowly trying to wriggle, but it couldn't manage to lie back down. Its eyes, fixed on Lin Peng, were extremely malicious, as if it were about to pounce and bite him.

"If it weren't for that crucial moment, how could I have been pulled into this place by you! But this place of yours is really strange. I never imagined that soul power could suddenly surge to such an extent! Even a Demon Lord-level soul like mine is suppressed to the point of being unable to move!"

The little snake's body looked extremely weak, as if it were made of air. It even possessed a peculiar, iridescent color. Lin Peng, similarly, seemed to be merely a soul. His pale body, even as he breathed, appeared unreal.

He plopped down on his bottom. Like he was panting, he knew it was pointless, but he sat down anyway.

The events of that day can be traced back to the dimly lit space. Lin Peng used the divine artifact Crimson Flame Sword to transform into a scorching fireball, which plummeted down with an apocalyptic force.

Unexpectedly, he was deflected by a desperate tail lash from a Crimson Crystal Serpent at the peak of its demonic power. At this point, Lin Peng was completely powerless.

However, this Crimson Crystal Serpent King, a peak-level Demon Emperor, was on the verge of a breakthrough. Therefore, it had been unable to unleash its full power.

A month ago, it gathered all its power, intending to use it when it broke through to the next level. However, upon arriving beside Lin Peng, who was almost unable to stand, and seeing this demon whose soul seemed extremely powerful, it was suddenly overcome with greed.

The Crimson Crystal Serpent King discovered during its breakthrough that its soul power was far too weak. If things went wrong, it might suffer extremely severe damage during the breakthrough.

By absorbing Lin Peng's soul, one would inevitably pass this breakthrough test. This was a very worthwhile investment; if successful, it would truly be half the battle won.

Unfortunately, for some unknown reason, while using the Soul Devouring Technique, he was suddenly sucked into this space. Then, the Crimson Flame Sword reliably carried Lin Peng out.

At this moment, Lin Peng's soul appeared directly in this space. His struggle with the little snake was extremely dangerous. One wrong move, and he might be devoured.

This, perhaps, is the test this space is giving him.

Lin Peng didn't refute the extremely weak snake's words. It was the truth; Lin Peng, who had originally thought he was definitely dead, only realized it now.

As long as the fireball in the sky remained, it seemed as if its soul would never be extinguished. Moreover, it grew stronger with each battle, while the little snake, from its initial ferocity, now lay there limp and lifeless—who knows how long that has been!

"Anyway, you've lost now. How about becoming my pet? Hahaha... Being my pet has a promising future!" Lin Peng said with a loud laugh, as if he were tricking a child.

The little snake rolled its eyes, seemingly too lazy to even acknowledge Lin Peng. After a long while, it seemed to sigh, looking at the sun in the sky, and suddenly fell silent.

No one knew how much time had passed; at least, even the little snake itself didn't know. The sun, forever hanging there, offered no respite whatsoever.

It seems that there is no such thing as daytime in this world.

Moreover, as far as the eye could see, there was not a trace of life. Everywhere one looked, there was either parched, cracked earth, or land as barren as a desert.

I wanted to break through this space and get out, but unfortunately, even the space I lived in wasn't this secure. There was simply no way to break through it!

He gave a wry smile, looked at Lin Peng, and laughed, "You want me to be your pet? Hehe, that seems unlikely!" As he spoke, he continued to lower his head and lie on the ground.