Immortality System: Cultivating with Girls-Chapter 448 - 275: The Fourth Slave, Extinguishing the Lu Family

BOOM!

The Golden violent thunder struck the Stealing Daytime and Changing Daytime Demon Sovereign. In an instant, his divine soul began to crack, inch by inch. The Nine Heavens Mysterious Thunder specialized in destroying divine souls, and the divine soul was precisely the Stealing Daytime and Changing Daytime Demon Sovereign's weakest point at that moment. He was, after all, a remnant soul that had possessed a body to be reborn. In the short span of a month, no matter how well his divine soul had recovered, it couldn't possibly have reached its peak.

"Ah!"

The agonized screams of the Stealing Daytime and Changing Daytime Demon Sovereign suddenly echoed between heaven and earth.

Damn it! Are you insane? I've already submitted, what more do you want!

CRACK!

The chains that had previously pierced his body also transformed into Nine Heavens Mysterious Thunder at that moment, inflicting the greatest pain.

"Wen Zhixing, what on earth do you want!" the Stealing Daytime and Changing Daytime Demon Sovereign shrieked, suddenly raising his head to look at Wen Zhixing before him.

This madman! Why does he keep doing this to me over the slightest disagreement? I hate this! I have all this cultivation, but I can't use any of it. Qin Shan and Qin Fei forcibly sealed all my powers.

Wen Zhixing didn't speak, simply standing there and watching silently. Only the thunder from the sky grew increasingly violent.

"Wen... Zhixing!"

The Stealing Daytime and Changing Daytime Demon Sovereign's expression grew more sinister, yet he was helpless.

What in God's name do you want? Just tell me!

CRACK!

Above the sky dome, the golden thunder had transformed into countless serpentine bolts, hissing as if alive. A hint of an amused smile touched Wen Zhixing's lips.

His Nine Heavens Mysterious Thunder wasn't actually as powerful as the orthodox version. Its potency was limited by the strength of Wen Zhixing's divine soul. Therefore, the Stealing Daytime and Changing Daytime Demon Sovereign could still hold on for the time being. However, now that this mysterious thunder had transformed into thunder serpents, its power had increased significantly.

"Wait, I'm willing to submit! I won't resist! I won't resist! Stop!" the Stealing Daytime and Changing Daytime Demon Sovereign shouted urgently upon seeing this. He once again expressed his willingness to submit. He had always been adaptable. Stubbornly resisting now was pointless; it was better to surrender directly and suffer less. If he continued to hold out, he might actually die.

"Okay."

Wen Zhixing heard him and actually stopped, withdrawing all the thunder power with a wave of his hand.

His original intent was to torment the Stealing Daytime and Changing Daytime Demon Sovereign enough to greatly increase the success rate of the Enslave Skill. After all, if the target resisted, the Enslave Skill had a high chance of failing, which would be troublesome. He didn't intend for the Stealing Daytime and Changing Daytime Demon Sovereign to die.

PHEW...

Seeing Wen Zhixing truly stop the attack, the Stealing Daytime and Changing Daytime Demon Sovereign heaved a sigh of relief, then said, "Wen Zhixing, I can sign a Master-Servant Contract with you. From now on, I will be at your disposal..."

"No need. I have my own methods," Wen Zhixing said, shaking his head.

A Master-Servant Contract? It sounds decent, but I have something better.

"Your own methods?"

The Stealing Daytime and Changing Daytime Demon Sovereign's heart skipped a beat; he sensed something was wrong. He had been confident he could break free from that so-called Master-Servant Contract, perhaps even turn it against Wen Zhixing. But now, an instinctual unease crept over him.

"Enslave Skill!" Wen Zhixing narrowed his eyes, a terrifying glint flashing within them.

HUM!

Divine Soul Force, condensed from Nine Heavens Mysterious Thunder, shot out from his pupils.

"Enslave Skill!"

The Stealing Daytime and Changing Daytime Demon Sovereign's heart trembled upon hearing these words, but he still suppressed the urge to resist. His brow was forcibly split open by the Nine Heavens Mysterious Thunder.

HISS...

The Stealing Daytime and Changing Daytime Demon Sovereign's lips trembled involuntarily from the pain. He drew a sharp breath, his eyes beginning to glaze over. Originally, this Nine Heavens Mysterious Thunder was meant to invade the Sea of Sense. Only after the Sea of Sense blocked most of its power would it then invade the divine soul. But now, the Stealing Daytime and Changing Daytime Demon Sovereign was already a soul-form; this was truly delving into the depths of his very being.

"If you want to live, don't resist," Wen Zhixing stated coldly.

"Yes!"

The Stealing Daytime and Changing Daytime Demon Sovereign instinctively wanted to resist, but his consciousness screamed at him to endure if he wanted to live. His divine soul was already extremely weak; he couldn't afford any more torment. Otherwise, he was truly doomed.

Wen Zhixing's figure rose slightly, his eyelids lowered as he looked down. More intense Divine Soul Force poured into the Demon Sovereign. This Divine Soul Force began to transform into strands, which eventually intertwined.

"Slave imprint, condense!" Wen Zhixing extended his right hand and clenched it fiercely.

The Stealing Daytime and Changing Daytime Demon Sovereign's form quivered violently, as if pierced by a thousand needles, the pain unbearable. Yet he bit down hard, remaining silent, not uttering a sound. Now, to live, he had no choice.

Moments later, a golden slave imprint was etched into his divine soul. Beneath it, numerous tendrils began to sprout, rapidly taking root within the divine soul. The mere sight of these countless tendrils was enough to make one's scalp tingle. The imprint and the soul quickly became indistinguishable.

"AH!!!"

The Stealing Daytime and Changing Daytime Demon Sovereign could no longer bear the pain and let out a shrill scream. In that moment of boundless agony, he also felt himself losing control over his divine soul; everything was now controlled by the slave imprint.

CRACK!

All the chains piercing his divine soul-form shattered, and he collapsed to the ground.

"It's done!" Wen Zhixing looked at the gleaming slave imprint, a smile spreading across his face.

The next moment, the prompt panel popped up.

[Enslave Skill successful! Slave imprint has been successfully planted!]

[The Stealing Daytime and Changing Daytime Demon Sovereign has become your Fourth Slave!]

[Your slave is absolutely bound to obey you and cannot betray you.]