Lin Feng's world went dark as he unleashed the Dark Cultivation, a forbidden technique that allowed him to tap into the darkest corners of his soul. The Red Emperor's sword came crashing down, but Lin Feng didn't flinch. Instead, he let the darkness consume him, and everything went black.
When he came to, he was lying on the ground, his body throbbing with pain. The Red Emperor stood over him, his face twisted in shock and anger.
"You shouldn't have done that," the Red Emperor spat. "The Dark Cultivation is a forbidden technique. You won't be able to control it."
Lin Feng's eyes narrowed, his mind foggy from the aftermath of the technique. He knew that the Dark Cultivation came with a terrible cost, one that he wasn't sure he was willing to pay.
As he struggled to sit up, the Red Emperor kicked him, sending him crashing back to the ground. "You're a monster," the Red Emperor snarled. "A monster who will do whatever it takes to survive."
Lin Feng's eyes locked onto the Red Emperor's, his mind racing with determination. He knew that he had to get out of there, and fast. The Dark Cultivation had given him a temporary advantage, but it would also make him vulnerable to its power.
The Red Emperor sneered at him. "You're no match for me," he said. "Not even with the Dark Cultivation. I'll take you down, and I'll make sure you never use that technique again."
Lin Feng's face twisted in a snarl. He knew that he had to be careful. The Red Emperor was powerful, and the Dark Cultivation was unpredictable. But he also knew that he couldn't back down now. He had to fight, no matter the cost.
With a surge of determination, Lin Feng launched himself at the Red Emperor, his fists flying in a flurry of punches. The Red Emperor was caught off guard, and he stumbled backward under the force of Lin Feng's attack.
But as Lin Feng continued to fight, he felt the Dark Cultivation's power coursing through his veins. It was a wild and unpredictable energy, one that threatened to consume him at any moment.
Lin Feng knew that he had to be careful. He couldn't let the Dark Cultivation control him. But he also knew that he couldn't back down now. He had to see this through, no matter the cost.
The battle raged on, with Lin Feng fighting against the Red Emperor and the Dark Cultivation's power. He knew that he was playing with fire, but he had no choice. He had to win, no matter what.
Lin Feng's battle with the Red Emperor raged on, the two combatants exchanging blows and neither gaining the upper hand. But Lin Feng's determination and the Dark Cultivation's power gave him an edge. He landed a series of powerful blows, sending the Red Emperor crashing to the ground.
As the Red Emperor lay defeated, Lin Feng stood over him, his chest heaving with exhaustion. He had won, but he knew that the true victory lay not in killing his enemy, but in making him submit.
Lin Feng's eyes gleamed with a dark light as he reached out with the Dark Cultivation's power. The Red Emperor's lifeless body began to stir, and Lin Feng's eyes locked onto his.
The Red Emperor's eyes fluttered open, and he looked up at Lin Feng in confusion. But as he gazed into Lin Feng's eyes, he saw something that made his blood run cold.
Lin Feng's eyes seemed to burn with an inner fire, a fire that seemed to pierce through the Red Emperor's very soul. The Red Emperor felt a surge of fear, but it was too late. Lin Feng's Dark Cultivation had already taken hold, binding the Red Emperor to his will.
The Red Emperor's expression changed, his eyes taking on a glazed, subservient look. He rose to his knees, his head bowed in submission.
"Master," the Red Emperor said, his voice devoid of emotion. "I will serve you."
Lin Feng smiled, a cold, calculating smile. He had won not just a battle, but a powerful ally. The Red Emperor, once his greatest enemy, was now bound to him, forced to serve him through the power of the Dark Cultivation.
Lin Feng's eyes gleamed with ambition as he looked at the Red Emperor. He knew that with the Red Emperor's power and influence at his command, he could achieve great things. The Crimson, once a powerful organization, was now his to command.
The Red Emperor rose to his feet, his movements stiff and mechanical. He looked at Lin Feng with a blank expression, awaiting his orders.
"Serve me well, Red Emperor," Lin Feng said, his voice cold and commanding. "Together, we will conquer this world, and bring all under my rule."
The Red Emperor nodded, his expression unchanged. "Yes, Master," he said. "I will serve you until the end of time."
Lin Feng's smile grew wider, his ambition burning brighter than ever. He knew that nothing could stop him now, not even the gods themselves. The Dark Cultivation's power had given him the key to ultimate victory, and he would stop at nothing to achieve his goals.