# Chapter 1110: Despicable Villain
"What we encountered at the bottom of the Wasteland Sea were the trial's shadow assassins. Could these people also be shadow assassins?" Lin Feng stepped with the Carefree Step Art, illusory and ethereal, swift as lightning.
"Whoosh!" The opponent's long sword trembled, and instantly a curtain of sword shadows emerged, sealing off every corner he might dodge to, as if a fatal sword could appear from any direction.
"Roar!" Lin Feng bellowed, like ten thousand demons dancing wildly, and in an instant, it seemed as if demonic shadows charged toward the opponent with boundless power.
"Shh, shh..." The sword qi tore all the demonic shadows apart. A fatal sense of crisis washed over Lin Feng as he saw a dazzling sword light heading straight for his throat, making him feel suffocated.
The opponent's cultivation was only at the Sixth Layer of Heavenly Martial Realm, not particularly powerful. Yet the threat he posed to Lin Feng was absolutely terrifying. These were people born for slaughter. They might not have many techniques or overwhelming strength, but every strike was utilized to perfection, with not a trace of power wasted. They existed solely to kill their opponents.
"Whoosh!" Terrifying Wind Will enveloped Lin Feng's body. He used the Carefree Step Art to its utmost limit, his steps incredibly profound. In an instant, his body appeared a thousand meters away, exquisitely precise.
The assassin was stunned. Lin Feng, at the Fifth Layer of Heavenly Martial Realm, how could he have such terrifying mastery in footwork?
Even Lin Feng himself was greatly surprised. In that moment of crisis, he had been spurred to a breakthrough in the Carefree Step Art. His shifting and sidestepping movements even took on a hint of a Sacred Mark's rudimentary form, infinitely profound. The Carefree Step Art he cultivated was the true version, not a derivative. In the past, the Carefree Emperor had roamed the heavens and earth with this terrifying footwork, unmatched in speed. What Lin Feng had displayed was merely a drop in the ocean.
But the black-robed assassin only paused for a moment before unleashing another startling sword strike. There was no dazzling radiance, only endless killing intent.
"Whoosh!" Having just made a breakthrough in the Carefree Step Art, Lin Feng used it again. Each step was extraordinarily marvelous. All of the opponent's lethal techniques were rendered useless because they simply couldn't touch Lin Feng, filling the assassin with frustration.
"I'm just a passerby." Lin Feng's figure drifted backward. He didn't attack, but spoke indifferently.
Yet the moment his words fell, he sensed a terrifying killing intent erupting from the opponent. His eyes were as black as ink, and his sword danced once more, crisscrossing sword shadows appearing in the void.
"Hmph!" Seeing that the opponent still wanted to kill him, Lin Feng's expression darkened. Light flickered, and the Blood Drinking Sword appeared in his hand. But the next moment, Lin Feng's figure vanished from the darkness, dissolving into nothingness.
"Shadow Hunter!" The assassin was startled. A shadow martial soul. In this pitch-black night, there was no shadow at all. Lin Feng was also an assassin.
"Whoosh!" A terrible wave of killing intent came, startling the assassin. His sword shadows turned into a curtain of swords. But then a sizzling sound rang out. The Blood Drinking Sword pierced through his throat, drinking his blood, eerily strange.
"So... fast!" He spat out his last two words, then his eyes closed.
"Junior brother, come kill these people again." From another direction, the person from the Sky Dome Immortal Palace saw the assassin killed by the Blood Drinking Sword through the throat. The one who had spoken earlier called out again, making Lin Feng's expression grow colder and colder. This bastard was trying to use his life to reduce the pressure on those people. If his strength was insufficient, those two sentences alone would be enough to send Lin Feng to his death. His venomous intent deserved death.
"Whoosh, whoosh!" Two black-robed figures instantly descended before Lin Feng, utterly cold and indifferent. One wielded a sword, the other a long whip.
"Kill!" Without excessive words, the two attacked almost simultaneously. One's long whip lashed out, the air cracking like a venomous snake coiling toward Lin Feng.
Lin Feng stomped his foot and retreated rapidly. His breakthrough in the Carefree Step Art, combined with Wind Will, reached an inconceivable speed. The opponents could only see a blur of afterimages.
"I'll say it one more time. This has nothing to do with me. If you force me again, don't blame my sword for drinking blood." Lin Feng spat out a cold voice. The two opponents exchanged a glance, then nodded slightly and turned around.
"Crack!" In that instant, the whip seemed to have eyes, frantically coiling toward Lin Feng. It arrived in an instant, unbelievably fast. At the same time, an elusive killing sword seemed to tear through the void, stabbing toward his heart, aiming for a fatal blow.
"Scram!" Lin Feng swept out with his sword, but his blade didn't shake the opponent's killing sword in the slightest. Even though the man's arm was cut and bleeding from Lin Feng's sword, he didn't even furrow his brow.
At the same time, the whip touched Lin Feng's body, trying to entangle him. If he was delayed by even a moment, the other's sword could kill him instantly. "Shadow!" A gust of wind swept by, and Lin Feng's body seemed to drift away with the wind, vanishing. The two opponents' expressions stiffened as well. A shadow without a soul!
But the opponent's whip suddenly lashed wildly, while the other's sword qi crisscrossed, sweeping through the void. As long as Lin Feng revealed even a trace of his aura, they could lock onto him.
"Whoosh!" Lin Feng's aura appeared again. But his sword had already pierced the throat of the black-robed whip wielder. Another one-hit kill. The other's expression stiffened. Such terrifying speed. Paired with the shadow martial soul, instant throat-slitting. He didn't even know how he died. And the night was the best hiding place for a shadow martial soul.
"Let's see who dares to pursue and kill the people of my Sky Dome Immortal Palace!"
From afar, a thunderclap exploded. The person hadn't arrived yet, but the terrifying voice rolled in, instantly filling the faces of the Sky Dome Immortal Palace people with ecstasy. They had arrived. Before they failed, the experts of the Sky Dome Immortal Palace had finally come.
"Retreat!"
Those assassins were extremely decisive. They immediately abandoned Xue Biyao and fled, vanishing into the darkness in an instant. The one fighting Lin Feng also showed a hint of panic, wanting to escape, but in his haste, Lin Feng's sword pierced his throat, killing him on the spot.
Lin Feng looked back into the distance. Several points of light were shooting toward them, swift as lightning. One person stopped, while the other two chased after the fleeing assassins. In an instant, screams rang out without end.
Soon, the two experts returned. But one of them was carrying a black-robed man in his hand, deliberately kept alive.
"He's already dead!" The expert who hadn't gone to chase said indifferently. The two experts looked down and saw poison blood flowing from the corner of the captive's mouth. He hadn't given them even the slightest chance.
"The other side knows that our Sky Dome Immortal Palace possesses soul-searching techniques. They commit suicide immediately upon capture. Ruthless methods. I wonder who is targeting us."
"What do you think?" The arriving Sky Dome Immortal Palace expert looked at the several young people. They had fought with the enemy and might know some clues.
One of the young men looked at Lin Feng, who was flickering away, and said, "Are you planning to slip away, sir?"
Lin Feng's steps halted. He turned back and stared coldly at the young man who had spoken.
"Was he involved in this matter?" The experts' eyes shot out sharp light, looking at Lin Feng. If he was involved, even if Mu Chen protected him, they would still kill him.
"Not long ago, you used me to deal with those assassins. Now, you're not going to falsely accuse me of being their accomplice, are you?" Lin Feng said coldly.
"Who knows if you did that deliberately to guard against this very situation, to wash your hands of the matter. Otherwise, Biyao went missing because of you, and now it's such a coincidence that you appear here again. This disciple believes it is necessary to perform a soul search on him!"
"Soul search!" Lin Feng's heart turned icy. He silently memorized this venomous person. This man was truly despicable.
"What do you think?" The expert asked the other two.
"Pursuing and killing the holy maiden of our Sky Dome Immortal Palace is a matter of great importance. Better to kill the wrong person than let the guilty go. Besides, we're only doing a soul search. If it's a misunderstanding, we can give him some compensation at most."
They were people of the Sky Dome Immortal Palace. Naturally, they considered the problem from their own standpoint, not caring about Lin Feng's life or death. The words "soul search" seemed so casual in their mouths.
Lin Feng looked at the expert. If they really performed a soul search on him, he would surely die. If they knew he had so many good things on him, in this wilderness, they would definitely kill him to silence him. Lin Feng even suspected that even if the soul search found nothing, they would still kill him. To prevent Mu Chen from knowing, they would have to silence him.
That young man had spoken several times, each time putting Lin Feng in a deadly situation.
"Let him go!" Just then, Xue Biyao, who was healing her injuries, suddenly opened her eyes and said indifferently.
"Biyao, he might be the one who ambushed you!" The young man was startled and tried to persuade her.
"If it were him, there would be no need for such a complicated scheme. Besides, if he could mobilize such a terrifying force, why would he need to act personally? I, Xue Biyao, am not so low as to use baseless excuses to deal with him." An ethereal, radiant light flowed around Xue Biyao's body. She looked at Lin Feng and said, "You may go. I will personally take your life."
"I'll be waiting." Lin Feng replied, then stepped forward and left this place of trouble. Xue Biyao was the holy maiden of the Sky Dome Immortal Palace. She was determined to avenge his insult and stabilize her dao heart. But at least she was straightforward, unlike those young men who used despicable means. With three venerable experts from the Sky Dome Immortal Palace present, he didn't want to stay longer. Who knew what they were thinking?
The wind swept his body forward. He traveled all the way, disappearing into the night in an instant, continuously rushing toward the direction of the City of Fate!
He believed that whether it was Xue Biyao or those young experts from the Sky Dome Immortal Palace, they would meet again in the City of Fate!