The Host of an Ancient Spirit Chapter 19

Whirl. . .

The cold wind was blowing around and Chen Feng noticed something different in his body. Looking out of the cave, he saw a black cloud quickly floating inside.  

"What monster is it?"

Chen Feng frowned and suddenly stirred up all the strength in his body. A Ling force rushed out to scatter the black cloud, which somehow condensed again without any obvious changes.

"Damn!" Chen Feng snorted stealthily and a layer of Ling nature durability covered his whole body. However, those black clouds believed it had just momentarily increased pressure, so they didn’t think it was very powerful.

Immediately, Chen Feng’s body was trembling; he felt dizzy and he found he couldn’t move his body even a little. His legs seemed to be as heavy as cast lead, so he quickly fell to the ground.

Before falling to the ground, Chen Feng thought to himself, Am I going to die like this?

His thoughts slowly became confused. Suddenly, Chen Feng fiercely shouted, "No, I’ll never yield! I have just been able to start my cultivation again; how can I die now? Impossible—I will never allow such a thing happen."

"Ah!" Chen Feng suddenly opened his eyes, feeling very stunned by his surroundings.

"What’s going on? Where am I? I was swallowed up by the black clouds, wasn’t I? Am I in hell now?" Chen Feng muttered to himself and looked around. He didn’t see the horrible Hell Guards or anybody else, which made him even more uneasy.

The fear of the unknown was always innate.

Chen Feng pinched his arm and it felt very painful, so he was happy and said, “I can still feel the pain, so I’m not in hell, and I should still be alive. But where am I? What on earth are the black clouds here?"

Chen Feng stretched out his hands and pointed gently at the surroundings. A ripple appeared in the air as if he were in water. However, he knew that he could not be in any water then. When he suddenly realized something, he was shocked. “Everything around me is nothing but an illusion? It’s said that the Nightmare Devil was good at creating dreams so that the martial arts practitioners would be indulged in their own dreams. Then, they would slowly lose themselves and finally get frustrated in their own dreams."

Although the Nightmare Devil would not directly launch attacks, such a kind of slow torture would devastate people’s beliefs bit by bit, so that the practitioners indulging in the dreams would fall and get lost in their own dreams until they met their untimely end in an invisible and horrible way.

But how can I get out of here? Chen Feng wondered to himself. He looked at the surroundings and found everything was so unfamiliar.

Suddenly, a gray shadow floated in the air along with some familiar faces and figures. Chen Feng frowned at everything around him, but then, all these surrounding shadows became more and more real.

His surroundings suddenly changed into a scene of constant fighting. Chen Feng saw all the people around him get killed, one after another; he felt so sad and such deep sorrow that his breath had become increasingly cold.  

"How can this be? It’s not true." Chen Feng screamed with his eyes wide open. He stretched out his fingers in the shape of claws against the pictures in front of him. No matter how fierce the sword force spurted out of his fingers, these pictures could not be torn apart at all.

Suddenly, a strange woman appeared in front of him, who asked with a trembling voice, "Feng, is that you?”

“Who are you?”

Chen Feng was surprised. This woman seemed so noble that she couldn’t be somebody ordinary. He asked himself, Does she have anything to do with me? But I have never seen her before, so how come she knows my name?

He faintly felt that this woman had an unusual relationship with him, but he did not know why. He just felt her smile was so gentle and kind without any sign of malice.

"I am your mother. You will see me sometime in the future,” the woman said, although she seemed to be very helpless.

Chen Feng felt stunned because her words had deeply stimulated him. Chen Feng had never seen his mother since childhood. Now, a woman had suddenly appeared in front of him who claimed to be his mother; naturally, he would never believe that.

However, his internal intuition told him that this might be true.

Chen Feng muttered to himself, "My father told me that my mother had already passed away. What exactly is going on?

"Maybe I’m still in the illusion of the nightmare. I must get out of it. Only when I go out can I have a chance to know about my mother." Chen Feng roared in his heart and a firm belief was agitated in his mind. Everything around him started to disappear slowly in fragments.

Boom! With a loud bang echoing in his mind, he immediately found he had already returned to the cave.

Gasping violently, he still felt frightened when recalling the terror of the Nightmare Devil. Then, he suddenly thought of Chen Lei, who was also cultivating in another cave. He suddenly shouted, "Oh, no! My elder brother is cultivating in another cave now. I wonder whether he is in danger or not."

Without hesitation, Chen Feng agitated the Ling force in his body into a white light and he quickly sneaked into the cave where Chen Lei was staying.

Chapter end