The Birth of the Strongest Battle Demon Mark
A cluster of starlight flickered at Long Chen's fingertips, trapping a dark shadow within it. That shadow was none other than a sliver of Bing Yi’s divine soul, and at this moment, she was cursing Long Chen with every venomous word she could muster.
As it turned out, Bing Yi had been incredibly cunning. She had feigned weakness against Fei Shuang, allowing herself to be seemingly suppressed and willingly sacrificing a part of her soul to trick Fei Shuang into believing she had been eradicated.
However, she had preserved a nearly imperceptible wisp of her divine soul, embedding it within Fei Shuang’s own soul. Having fought Fei Shuang head-on, she had already familiarized herself with the fluctuations of her soul energy. By mirroring Fei Shuang’s soul wave perfectly, she managed to remain undetected, even by Fei Shuang herself.
But what she could conceal from Fei Shuang, she could never hide from Long Chen. Such petty tricks? Long Chen had seen far too many of them.
Every move Bing Yi made had been under Long Chen’s watchful gaze. Even if he hadn’t caught her in the act, he would have thoroughly examined Fei Shuang’s soul afterward—because matters like this were no joke.
“Long Chen, you lowly beggar! Just you wait! You will be hunted down like a dog! You and everyone around you will meet a miserable end!”
Realizing that her deception had failed and there was no longer any hope for survival, Bing Yi let go of all restraint, hurling the vilest curses she could think of.
At this moment, she only wished to enrage Long Chen, to make him end her suffering swiftly.
“I don’t know whether I’ll die miserably or not, but one thing’s for certain—you won’t have a good death.” Long Chen had no interest in entertaining her ravings.
Whoosh!
A flame ignited, swallowing the wisp of Bing Yi’s soul.
“AAAAHHHHHH!”
An ear-piercing, blood-curdling scream rang out as Long Chen retrieved a small bottle and sealed the burning soul within. In an instant, all sound was cut off.
Long Chen didn’t intend to kill Bing Yi outright. Within the flames, a layer of star energy isolated her soul from complete annihilation. However, inside that bottle, her soul would be endlessly tormented by fire, suffering an excruciating agony beyond imagination.
“That Bing Yi was truly insidious. If not for Lord Long Chen’s keen perception, I would’ve fallen into her trap for sure,” Fei Shuang said, still shaken.
But once the initial shock passed, excitement took its place. She flexed her new starlit arm and exclaimed with joy, “Lord Long Chen! Now that I have this arm, does that mean I can finally condense my Life Symbol?”
“Don’t celebrate just yet,” Long Chen said, his expression serious. “This gamble has two rounds. You’ve only won the first one.
“The second round, however, is the one that will determine your true future.”
Fei Shuang froze. “There’s… another round?”
Long Chen nodded. “Merging with the arm was just the first step. Haven’t you noticed? While you’ve fused with it, you still can’t activate the star runes within it.”
Fei Shuang was stunned. She had been so ecstatic over regaining an arm—one even stronger than before—that she hadn’t realized she couldn’t yet wield its power.
“Lord Long Chen… what are you saying?” Fei Shuang asked, almost afraid to hear the answer.
“My goal isn’t just for you to control this arm,” Long Chen declared. “I want you to use it… to become half a Nine Star Heir.”
Even though she had already suspected it, hearing Long Chen say it aloud still left Fei Shuang utterly speechless. His ambition was simply too terrifying.
Long Chen continued, “The Nine Star lineage’s techniques were created by the Star Lord. Meanwhile, your Primordial Demon Clan’s demonic markings were also personally inscribed by the Star Lord.
“I believe there must be a connection between the two. If we can fuse them together…
“Then, theoretically, you will be able to merge your origin power with the star energy in your new arm.
“If the two forces successfully integrate, you will forge an entirely new Life Symbol and embark on an unprecedented path.
“I had a thirty percent chance of success in the first round. But for this second one… I won’t lie to you. At best, I have a ten percent chance.
“The odds of failure are overwhelmingly high.
“If you don’t want to take the risk, we can stop here—”
“I want to gamble!”
Fei Shuang’s eyes burned with determination. The chance to merge the Primordial Demon Force with the power of the stars? This was an unprecedented opportunity! If she lost, she would die. But if she won… she would become the strongest guardian of the Primordial Demon Clan!
“Alright then,” Long Chen said. “I will control Bing Yi’s star energy, and you will guide your Primordial Demon Force. We must proceed step by step—there’s no room for impatience.”
Fei Shuang nodded. She trusted Long Chen absolutely, enough to entrust her very life to him. Whatever he asked of her, she would do without hesitation.
This mindset of surrendering everything to him, placing her life in his hands, ironically placed her in the optimal state for fusion.
But this trust weighed heavily on Long Chen. He had always hated gambling—because his luck was absolute trash.
Buzz!
Long Chen placed his hand on Fei Shuang’s starlit arm. While he couldn’t activate Bing Yi’s star runes, he could at least control her star energy.
Fei Shuang formed a seal with her left hand, and a divine rune at the center of her forehead gleamed brightly. Her left hand held Primordial Demon Force; her right, the power of the stars. The divine rune on her forehead served as the bridge between them.
If the forces lost balance, her soul would bear the brunt of the impact. One mistake, and she would be utterly annihilated.
Buzz!
Three forces converged within Fei Shuang’s dantian. But to Long Chen’s shock, the expected explosion of colliding energies never came.
Instead, the three forces immediately attracted one another, forming a vortex.
“What…?”
Long Chen was dumbfounded. He had braced himself for a catastrophic eruption, yet everything unfolded as smoothly as flowing water.
“The Primordial Demon Clan’s origin power… It wasn’t bestowed by the Star Lord, but by the heavens themselves.”
“The Primordial Demon Clan is a race born in response to fate itself. Since its inception, it has been blessed by the heavens.
“But as time passed, the power of the heavens weakened. The clan’s struggles mirrored the heavens’ decline.
“However, a weakened heaven doesn’t mean its blessings have vanished. When the Primordial Demon Clan faces extinction… the blessing reawakens.
“That’s why she managed to seize this once-in-a-lifetime opportunity,” Kun Ding murmured in awe.
Whoosh!
Fei Shuang’s starlit arm suddenly moved on its own, separating from Long Chen’s hand. She clasped her hands together, forming a seal as the vortex in her dantian surged, sending endless star energy toward her forehead.
Buzz!
The blood-red “Demon” rune at her brow flickered—then began to sparkle with starlight!
The rune drank in the starlight like a parched ocean, swelling with newfound power.
Meanwhile, Fei Shuang’s starlit arm glowed brilliantly, its ancient runes trembling violently as they reawakened from dormancy.
“Holy crap…”
Long Chen’s heart pounded. These reawakened runes meant that Fei Shuang could now control them freely.
In other words, every technique and secret art Bing Yi once wielded… now belonged to Fei Shuang, including her treasured Heaven-Tier inheritance.
“This is… a meteoric rise.
“Damn it, when is heaven going to favor me for once? I’m tired of working so hard…” Long Chen muttered, full of envy.
BOOM!
Fei Shuang’s forehead trembled, her “Demon” rune fully transformed into starlight.
An earth-shaking aura erupted, sending Long Chen flying.
“The strongest battle demon mark in history… is born.”
Kun Ding whispered in awe.
Final Thought:
Fate favors the bold, and in this high-stakes gamble, Fei Shuang defied the impossible. What seemed like an insurmountable challenge turned into an unprecedented transformation, proving that destiny bows to those who dare to reach beyond their limits. With the fusion of demonic power and starry might, she has stepped onto a path never walked before—one that could redefine the very essence of the Shi Mo Clan. But as power surges within her, what awaits in the next battle? And will Long Chen’s gamble continue to pay off, or is fate merely toying with them before the storm?
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