Ultimate Master in Urban

Chapter 2052 - 2083: You Want to Seize My Body?

"You, you, you, how can you be this strong?" The Death Spirit stammered, trembling all over as he looked at the descending giant hand."Hmph, my strength is beyond what a mere undead can fathom. My power is so immense that even my true self cannot fully comprehend it. With the accumulation of countless sins, the gathering of Yin Souls, and the impact of all Evil Qi within me, how could my strength be matched by you, a mere Death Spirit? Now, I give you one final chance: submit to me or die. You have only a breath's time."

Such words reverberated from within the giant hand, and the Death Spirit's already crimson eyes grew even redder.

Everything about him exuded a sense beyond words, a feeling of life and death. But amid that struggle, only a brief moment of rebellion turned into ruthlessness.

"I don't care how strong you are, nor what level your power has reached. But even if you can erase me, you will undoubtedly die, because I am the spirit." The Death Spirit said sinisterly.

The chilling voice flew out from the Death Spirit's mouth, causing a surge of anger within the giant hand.

"If you seek death, I'll grant it to you. But it's such a pity for a meal this good to just disappear like this. Never mind, then. Die." The voice within the giant hand continued speaking, and the body trembled as it charged at the Death Spirit.

As soon as it attacked, the giant hand unleashed all its power.

Under such power, the might above the giant hand poured out like a tidal wave, and the moment it surged, a wind arose within the realm.

Within this wind, there was a force that was terrifying, and its mere appearance signified death.

Boom!

Boom!

Boom!

The earth-shattering force erupted, completely engulfing the Death Spirit ahead.

Surrounded by that powerful force, the Death Spirit's eyes widened, squinting slightly as he clearly remembered the appearance of Ye Feng belonging to the giant hand.

"Damn it, daring to obliterate my consciousness, the consciousness of a noble spirit. You will surely perish in this lifetime, perish without doubt."

The resentful and ruthless voice echoed, and in an instant, the body of the Death Spirit began to disintegrate.

And the words he shouted spread wantonly across this world.

As they dispersed, death's aura here deepened significantly.

Watching the Death Spirit perish like this before him, the half soul belonging to Ye Feng hidden within the giant hand let a sinister smile creep onto his lips.

Licking his bloodthirsty tongue, a dreadful aura emanated from him.

"What a pity. Really a pity. Damn it, thinking that devouring you would bring a battle with my true self, now it seems some things might not be possible."

The half soul stood there, whispering inwardly.

As this voice spread in his mind, he turned his body to face Ye Feng below. At this moment, Ye Feng was in a state of frenzy.

Ye Feng's eyes were exceptionally crimson, and his body was stained with his own blood, giving a transparent hue, exuding a defeated aura.

Ever since he forcibly stripped half of his soul away from himself, his power hadn't diminished yet, but the pain he endured was the greatest he had ever known.

Under such pain, his face contorted, showing signs of madness.

He gritted his teeth, enduring the wrench from that remaining half soul and bearing the pressure from the universe's laws after the loss of the other half soul.

And that half soul, after giving Ye Feng a glance, was filled with boundless cold light, "Although you are the true self, possessing an innate pressure against me, a natural intimidation, and an inherent ability to obliterate, that's only possible at your Peak. Yet now you are weak beyond measure; presently, it's the best opportunity to deprive you."

"Though this chance is slim, if successful, your true self will completely disappear, and I will wholly replace you. Today, I wager my life, and gamble with you, what of it?"

When such a thought emerged in the half soul's mind, he stepped forward, and the form of the giant hand vanished, leaving a shadow indistinguishable from Ye Feng appearing there.

At its arrival, a sense of rejection emanated from Ye Feng between heaven and earth.

Feeling that sensation, the half soul's determination to kill Ye Feng here solidified.

He knew clearly that only by killing Ye Feng here could he truly survive, and in the future, he could best live on to control everything that belonged to both him and Ye Feng.

Be it beauty, power, or future enlightenment on Dao, he had a sliver of opportunity.

If he didn't seize this rare chance now, perhaps in the long ages to come, he might never again have even a shred of opportunity.

Under numerous thoughts and the invisible allure of future Dao, the intention in the half soul's heart grew even stronger.

The divine light of greed and desire also fully enhanced at this time.

Once enhanced, the half soul took several steps forward; after crossing those steps, his body turned into an afterimage, vanishing from its place.

Upon reappearing, he had already come before Ye Feng.

The shadow as swift as the wind arrived, and at this moment, Ye Feng, with his head lowered, engulfed in unspeakable agony, abruptly lifted his head.

As the head rose, his blood-red eyes, like sharp sword shadows, glared at the half soul before him. "You want to seize?"

Ye Feng's words carried intense pain, along with some warning. His gaze lacked any human emotion, filled entirely with alertness and killing intent.