Chương 235: Fighting The Evil Spirit

"Let you try?" She Meixiao was taken aback; The best healer type Soul Master just said that it was impossible for him to help, yet Sheng Feilong now wanted to 'try it'? She paused for a moment, frowning lightly at Sheng Feilong's serious expression. "You're serious..? Why do you want to try?"

"You seriously want to let him play with Zhen Hua's life?!" Mu Ye turned towards She Meixiao, interrupting the conversation before Sheng Feilong could answer her. Mu Ye frowned deeply, yet She Meixiao remained calm this time. "Calm down. Let him speak first."

She motioned for Sheng Feilong to explain himself, while Mu Ye looked at him with a deep frown. Sheng Feilong nodded, then told them what he felt before. "It's because of that green aura. When I focused on it, I felt an incredible anger rise from within me. You called it an Evil Spirit, right? I think... the Netherworld Putrefaction Demon is reacting to it."

His words made She Meixiao frown as well. If there was one thing she understood of the Netherworld Putrefaction Demon, then it was its uncontrollable rage, after all, Sheng Feilong had lost control over it a few times already. Still, he had become so much stronger since then... "Do you think you can control it?"

Sheng Feilong nodded his head without hesitation. "The hatred is present, but it's far from being on the same level as when I'm close to Demons, much less to the level where I would lose control."

Despite Sheng Feilong's confidence, She Meixiao hesitated; Would he really be able to change anything without any medicinal knowledge at all? Moreover, the patient wasn't just anyone, but Zhen Hua.

"Let him try." Song Weihan spoke up while everyone was still considering. "I will take responsibility, and observe the whole matter closely; If I feel even the slightest thing being off, I'll stop him immediately myself. For now, it's our best shot. If you do nothing, Zhen Hua will only die."

Of all of them, Song Weihan was the most calm; He didn't have any personal attachments to Zhen Hua, nor any feelings of gratitude towards the latter. Of course, he would feel regret to see the continents sole Divine Craftsman pass away, but giving Sheng Feilong the chance to turn this certain death into a life-saving favour was well worth a shot. Moreover, he truly trusted Sheng Feilong's judgement; If he wasn't certain that he could help, he wouldn't speak up so brazenly.

She Meixiao remained silent still, but lightly nodded her head and glanced at Mu Ye. He had requested Daedalus' help, yet they had already admitted that they couldn't do anything and now wanted to allow a junior to try something else; This was truly a lot to ask and She Meixiao didn't dare make a decision without Mu Ye's agreement.

"Boy, are you really sure you can help him?" Mu Ye's voice was heavy, his eyes sharp as those of a hawk as he stared at Sheng Feilong. However, the latter actually shook his head at the question, with a solemn look in his eyes. "I'm not. But I know that my Spirit Essence is the bane of all demons – of all evil – and it is reacting to that Evil Spirit. I'm certain I can exterminate it, but I can't be sure of what happens to Senior Zhen."

Mu Ye continued to stare at Sheng Feilong in silence, while the latter also paused for a moment, taking a deep breath, then spoke with a determined expression. "If it is an injury caused by my Spirit Essence, I can heal it. I can't heal anything the Evil Spirit did, but I'm certain that I can destroy it; Once that spirit is gone, Senior Zhen's life is as good as saved, especially with Senior Mu's help."

Again, Mu Ye stared at Sheng Feilong in silence. He glanced at Song Weihan for a moment befre taking a deep breath to calm himself down as well. His eyes suddenly turned ice cold and his stare intensified. "If anything happens to him, you will be responsible for it. You better pray that your idea works."

His words were unreasonable, especially since he himself didn't have a method to change the outcome, yet no one chastised him for saying it; Only like that could he convince himself to put his trust in Sheng Feilong.

Sheng Feilong stepped over to Zhen Hua's bed. With every step he drew closer, he could feel the anger in his own heart well up, but it was still far from being unbearable; His Soul Power surged, while the whole room plummeted into a dreadful abyss.

A terrifying aura seeped out of his body as he slowly transformed into the Netherworld Putrefaction Demon. Mu Ye's eyes widened at the display of strength; He had only once seen Sheng Feilong's second Spirit Essence during the Star Luo Empire's Youth Competition, yet its intensity had increased by tens of times since then.

Sheng Feilong kept his concentration, focusing his mind to carefully circulate his bloodline's power, opening the Three-Eyed Golden Lion's third eye. Thus far, he had only ever tried to activate it together with the Radiant Emperor's Phantasmagoric Eyes, but since it drew its power from another source than his Spirit Essence, he thought that it might work.

And indeed, while not working out as smoothly as with the Radiant Emperor's Phantasmagoric Eyes, the eye opened, drawing power from his bloodline's energy reserves instead of his Soul Power. His energy vision activated and he could clearly see the energy lines running through Zhen Hua and the air inside the room.

Yet, he didn't pay attention to that, instead frowning at the sight of thousands upon thousands of black lines twirling around inside of Zhen Hua's body. From what he and Song Weihan worked out, these black lines were not only weak spots – They were connected to a person's life force, revealing how to kill them or even how close they were to death.

Taking this into account, it was clear to Sheng Feilong just how severe Zhen Hua's situation truly was; More than 70 percent of his body was already filled with the black lines – So much so that the lines already coagulated into spots of black mist.

Sheng Feilong breathed out sharply, once again increasing hs concentration as he tried to unravel the source of the black lines. If he could find the source, he would find the Evil Spirit. And with it laying bare in front of his eyes, he could exterminate it using the Netherworld Putrefaction Demon's powers.

Time passed quietly as he traced down the lines. As the Soul Douluo had already said, the Evil Spirit's energy had already seeped deep into Zhen Hua's bones and only his major organs were safe, protected by his Four Word Battle Armour. Yet, that actually helped Sheng Feilong; The Evil Spirit was hiding at the hardest to reach spots, constantly trying to escape his eyes.

Finally able to lock on to it after a few minutes, Sheng Feilong raised his hands, prompting the two grey Soul Rings to appear behind his back with the first one lighting up immediately. A greyish-green gas appeared on his hands, which Sheng Feilong focused around one finger of his claw.

He then coated the gas with his Soul Power, making it so the corrosive properties of the Netherworld Putrefaction Demon.

His finger came to a stop just beneath Zhen Hua's ribcage, in the middle of his body. Sheng Feilong pierced into Zhen Hua's flesh, carefully following along the black lines left behind by the Evil Spirit. His plan was simple; He wanted to force the Evil Spirit to go into hiding at a place where he could attack it.

He started stabbing Zhen Hua's body multiple times at different angles, slowly driving the Evil Spirit into a corner, while the onlookers started to get more agitated as the bloody wounds on Zhen Hua's body started to accumulate.

Just when Mu Ye was about to interfere, Sheng Feilong stopped. A smile crept onto his face, while he spoke in a raspy voice. "Got you..." He pulled his claw out of Zhen Hua's body, aiming at one of the bones to Zhen Hua's shoulder.

The Soul Power surrounding his claw vanished and he thrust down, piercing through Zhen Hua's flesh before hitting the bone, ramming the tip of his claw into it. With the corrosive powers of the Putrefying Devil Claw still active, Zhen Hua's flesh started sizzling soon, pieces of it beginning to erode away, yet Sheng Feilong smiled brightly; He had hit the Evil Spirit directly and most of the corrosive powers were burning it away.