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Villain: Manipulating the Heroines into hating the Protagonist
Chapter 211 Spirit Manifestations Of The Five Women
As the five women—Hong Meilin, Bixi Shuyan, Jin Meixiang, Guan Yin, and Xu Yuting—immersed themselves in the essence of the Elemental Sparks, a series of majestic phenomenon unfurled, invoking the awe and wonder of ancient legends whispered throughout the world.
Hong Meilin, and her spirit the Aquatic Seraphic Empress, stood amidst a breathtaking display of power.
Water coalesced around her, taking on the form of a celestial being—a Water Elemental Holy Angel.
This majestic entity radiated ethereal light, embodying the harmonious union of water's immense force and holy abilities.
Bixi Shuyan experienced an awe-inspiring transformation as the essence of the Wind Element coursed through her veins.
Above her head, a resplendent manifestation of a majestic Nine-Tailed Zephyr Fox materialized, its lustrous tails flowing with an ethereal grace.
Its presence exuded an aura of untamed elegance, evoking ancient tales of mythical creatures and their mysterious wisdom.
Jin Meixiang became a vessel for electrifying power.
Lightning crackled around her form, converging into the shape of a magnificent beast—the Thunderstorm Leopard Sovereign.
Its sleek, lithe body shimmered with an otherworldly glow, embodying the sheer force and speed of lightning itself.
Legends spoke of this formidable creature, whose roar shook the heavens and unleashed devastating storms upon its adversaries.
Guan Yin harnessed the profound strength of the Earth Element.
A monumental Spirit Manifestation took shape of a Earthforged Goliath of colossal proportions. Carved from the very bedrock of the earth, its stony exterior radiated an unyielding fortitude.
The ground trembled beneath its mighty footsteps, embodying the legends of ancient golems said to possess the power to reshape landscapes.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtXu Yuting embraced her Flame Element with newfound prowess. Her Spirit Manifestation embodied the essence of a rare and majestic bird spirit—a Crimson Ember Falcon.
With fiery plumage ablaze and wings aglow, it soared through the skies, leaving trails of scorching embers in its wake.
Legends whispered of this enigmatic bird, its presence igniting passions and guiding alchemists towards perfection.
A surge of energy rippled through the air as Hong Meilin, Jin Meixiang, Guan Yin, and Xu Yuting gathered in the chamber.
Though they were humans, their connection to the elements had brought forth a wondrous phenomenon known as spirit manifestation.
Bixi Shuyan, being a beast, experienced a bloodline manifestation, a testament to her unique lineage.
The room seemed to vibrate with the intensity of their newly awakened powers. Their bodies thrummed with energy, their spirits ablaze with newfound brilliance.
Each step they took exuded confidence and strength, their physiques transformed by the infusion of elemental essence from the extraordinary Elemental Sparks.
Wang Jian's eyes gleamed with a perverse delight; his heart swelled with a twisted sense of satisfaction as he witnessed the remarkable growth in these women.
The evolution they had undergone made them even more enticing to him, stoking the fires of his dark desires.
Among the five women, Wang Jian had already indulged in illicit relations with Bixi Shuyan. However, his insatiable appetite urged him to seek out the others, to ensnare them in his web of depravity.
Hong Meilin, with her connection to him, seemed ripe for his advances. He relished the thought of claiming her as his own.
Jin Meixiang, with her favorable disposition towards him, presented an opportunity too tempting to ignore.
Wang Jian schemed to exploit her loyalty to her clan, persuading them to betray their current allegiances and align themselves with his malevolent cause.
With the power he had amassed on the battlefield, convincing them to succumb to his will seemed like an achievable conquest.
Xu Yuting, although not yet part of his immediate plans, was not exempt from his nefarious intentions.
He knew well the art of manipulation and calculated that leveraging the influential Xie Family and the Dao of Alchemy Society would pave the way for his control over her. He envisioned a future where her talent and power would serve his twisted desires.
And then there was Guan Yin, a broken soul tormented by the betrayal of her childhood friend, Ye Chen.
Wang Jian saw her vulnerability as an opportunity to exploit her emotional turmoil. Offering support in her time of need was nothing more than a ploy to ensnare her, to make her a pawn in his dark games, all in exchange for the gratification of his depraved desires.
Wang Jian's twisted desires extended beyond the five women. There were two more targets on his dark path: Elder Hua and his dear second sister, Wang Ying.
Elder Hua, much like Guan Yin, couldn't escape the disappointment that accompanied Ye Chen's treacherous alliance with the demons.
However, her emotional devastation would be less profound, for her connection to Ye Chen was not as intimate.
As for Wang Ying, her sorrow would manifest not in the realm of emotions but rather in the realm of business. She had cunningly expanded her faction by capitalizing on Ye Chen's influential connections.
With his defection to the side of demons, she stood to lose a substantial amount of support that she had cunningly acquired.
However, Wang Jian knew that Wang Ying presented a unique challenge. Their intricate familial ties as half-siblings, sharing the same father but different mothers, coupled with their elevated royal status, made it exceedingly complex for him to establish dominance over her.
Conquering her completely would require an unparalleled and wicked approach, one that strayed far from the boundaries of morality.
While this event occurred on the battlefield, an astonishing spectacle unfolded deep within the pit where Zyrithia and her devoted faction had ventured.
Brandishing her revered Ancestral Nether Scythe, Zyrithia skillfully shattered numerous seals that barred their path, leading them to their ultimate objective—the revered Ancestral Totem of the Oceanic Tempest Storm Devil Clan.
As their footsteps neared the totem, an ethereal concoction of various elements permeated the atmosphere, coalescing into a tempestuous maelstrom. The very air crackled with a unique blend of energies, unleashing a storm of unprecedented proportions around the sacred artifact.
Zyrithia and her loyal followers were caught off guard as they came into contact with the unleashed fury of the storm.
Its ferocity was incomparable, even to a King Realm demon like Zyrithia, as each droplet of rain pierced her flesh with agonizing pain, every gust of wind slashed through the air like a thousand razor-sharp blades, and sparks danced maliciously, threatening to consume them all.
Amidst the chaos, many of her comrades suffered grievous injuries mere moments after the storm's touch. Surviving this onslaught was a testament to their arduous training, which had elevated their bodies far beyond the ordinary limits of their demonic heritage.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmYet, Zyrithia knew that their survival was fleeting. The storm's deadly embrace would soon claim the lives of her subordinates if they remained entangled within its malicious grip.
Determination etched on her face, she clenched her teeth and summoned the power of her Ancestral Nether Scythe, erecting a protective sphere around them, shielding her faction from the storm's wrath.
Alas, this barrier offered them no means of progressing further, leaving them at an impasse.
In this perilous moment, a flicker of realization ignited within Ye Chen's mind.
A surge of inspiration coursed through his veins as he discovered a revelation—a means to withstand the storm's onslaught.
Unleashing his formidable Body Cultivation Technique, the Divine Bone Transformation Technique, Ye Chen resolved to endure the storm's relentless assault.
Through enduring this trial, his body cultivation would ascend to new heights, fortified by the storm's devastating power.
Additionally, any absorbed demonic essence would be promptly channeled into the enigmatic Chaos Essence Bead, further fueling his cultivation.
With steely resolve, Ye Chen's voice resounded amidst the raging tempest. "Allow me to venture beyond the confines of this barrier," he declared.
Zyrithia's gaze fixed upon Ye Chen, her brow furrowing in perplexed curiosity.
Was he dauntless or simply ignorant of the imminent peril? Did he not comprehend the inescapable doom that awaited him upon reentering the storm's wrathful embrace?
Nevertheless, Zyrithia's thoughts were momentarily consumed by her primary objective, rendering her indifferent to Ye Chen's fate.
Without hesitation, she flung him out of the protective barrier, casting him back into the swirling chaos, where the full force of the storm assailed him once more.
Undeterred by the impending danger, Ye Chen embraced the storm's chaotic onslaught, unleashing the full might of his body cultivation technique to weather its fury.
In this crucible of adversity, his determination burned brighter than ever, forging an indomitable spirit that defied the storm's wrath and beckoned the profound power that lay hidden within.
The Chaos Essence Bead reveled in its role, unfailingly fulfilling Ye Chen's expectations. Swiftly, it transformed the malevolent Demonic Essence he had absorbed, transmuting it into a life-giving elixir that prioritized his healing and rejuvenation.
In the wake of this miraculous transformation, Ye Chen's battered form stirred with renewed vigor.
Rising from the ground with deliberate grace, he cast aside the remnants of his tattered attire and embarked upon a resolute stride toward the revered Ancestral Totem.
Every step he took was an assertion of his indomitable will, defying the lingering tempest's wrath. The storm's relentless assault became an orchestration of resistance, a symphony of resilience, as Ye Chen pressed forward undeterred.
With each stride, his aura intensified, radiating a palpable determination that rippled through the turbulent atmosphere.