# Chapter 1131: Abducted
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The Holy Maiden of Sky Dome Immortal Palace, Xue Biyao, and the Demoness of Qifeng Mountain, Feng Xuan—these two were among the four great beauties of the Northern Wasteland. Their gathering here together was already a feast for the eyes, a grand event of feminine beauty. Yet now, a third peerless beauty was on the verge of appearing, one whose presence was already showing a trend of rivaling the four great beauties.
Perhaps, from now on, the four great beauties of the Northern Wasteland would be renamed the five great beauties, with one more added.
The terrifying medicinal power of the Creation Saint Pill interwove with wisps of sacred immortal qi, enveloping Meng Qing's entire body in an aura of immortality. When the small demonic figure on the ground completely dissipated, her form finally solidified. Many who were fighting stopped, staring at this peerless beauty in a daze.
White-clad like snow, she was no holy maiden, yet she possessed sacred immortal qi, even carrying a touch of elegance. She stood there like proud snow and frost, exhausting all the world's splendor, transcendent and refined, as if she did not partake of mortal smoke and fire.
"She transformed from a demonic beast, just like Feng Xuan—a demoness. But she is also like Xue Biyao, radiating sacred immortal qi, pure and flawless."
The crowd marveled at the Creator's wonder. What kind of demon could possess such beauty, such temperament? She was a demon, yet like an immortal.
The Great Pest opened his mouth, momentarily dazed, then smiled a simple, honest smile. He finally understood the pride Lin Feng had shown earlier.
"This guy actually has a fairy wife. Poor Youyou," the Great Pest muttered to himself. He now understood that Lin Feng's wife had been injured all along, and Lin Feng had wanted her to take human form. Now, it had finally happened.
"This bastard kid actually found such a beautiful woman, even surpassing me, the Emperor. How infuriating!" Qiongqi grumbled in frustration, his massive eyes flickering as he stared at Meng Qing. This was the Snow Immortal, the king of the Snow Clan, Xue Linglong. She was already terrifying, and now, having taken the Creation Pill, who knew if she could awaken her ancient inherited memories.
If conditions allowed, in front of Xue Linglong, that Heavenly Dragon Demon Body was truly nothing but a fart. That was a pseudo-demon royal clan physique; this was a true royal clan of the demon realm.
Seeing Meng Qing's form solidify, Lin Feng's smile grew brighter. Meng Qing was still as beautiful as ever, and even her temperament had transformed, becoming more ethereal.
"Boom!" A terrifying attack came crashing toward them. Lin Feng's expression hardened, his eyes turning icy cold. He turned and slashed out with his sword, shattering the void.
At the same time, figures from all directions began to move again. Some even bypassed the two ascetic monks, attacking him from other directions.
"Whoosh, whoosh..." Suddenly, several more figures appeared, all experts from the Heavenly Terrace. They stared coldly at the attackers. Without the involvement of Sky Dome Immortal Palace, they were clearly wary of what the ascetic monk had just said—that any force that bullied the younger generation of the Heavenly Terrace would have their own younger generation killed. This made even the great powers reluctant to reveal their true identities.
"Pseudo-Emperor, help me set up a formation around my wife!" Lin Feng said to Qiongqi. Meng Qing was still absorbing the terrifying medicinal power of the Creation Saint Pill. A top-grade saint pill, far more precious than ordinary sacred artifacts, its effects were immeasurable. It could allow Meng Qing to undergo another transformation—a tremendous benefit that absolutely could not be interrupted.
Hearing Lin Feng's serious words, Qiongqi said nothing more and began laying down sacred mark formations again. Fortunately, the Heavenly Terrace had sent many reinforcements this time, and with his formations, it should be enough to handle the situation.
Anyone who came in would be killed—one at a time, two as a pair.
"Kill! Everyone, kill Lin Feng! He might have a terrifying supreme-grade sacred artifact on him!" A roar rolled out from afar, driving many people mad. A supreme-grade sacred artifact was an immense temptation, even for powerful venerables.
"You again!" Lin Feng's eyes flashed with killing intent. It was those bastards from Sky Dome Immortal Palace again. Once the storm passed, he would personally chop them to death.
The rumbling sounds of battle were deafening, the void trembling. The fight raged from the sky to the ground and back again, with Lin Feng at the center of the storm, surrounded by battles on all sides.
"Lin Feng, be careful. They're here," Qiongqi said to him at that moment. Lin Feng's brow twitched, as if sensing something. He looked up and saw several black figures in the sky above him, their bodies wrapped up, their faces obscured.
"It's this group, always hiding in the shadows. They might be the ones who set up the power that seals the sky. These bastards are too cunning, only showing up now," Qiongqi cursed. With the battle already raging, their appearance was undoubtedly a terrifying force, one that was hard to deal with.
"It's them!" Lin Feng's eyes blazed with cold killing intent. It was the black figures from that day—that mysterious force had been watching him all along. And that day, they had even threatened Sky Dome Immortal Palace, saying that even if Xue Biyao won, she could not kill him, or else they would make sure no one from Sky Dome Immortal Palace left Sword City.
Now, in the midst of the chaos, they had appeared again.
Staring at the figures in the void, they did not descend. Lin Feng saw one of them flick his palm, and a mysterious robe appeared in the void, emanating a heart-shaking power.
"A sacred artifact! Kid, run!" Qiongqi shouted, making Lin Feng's heart tremble. Then, a terrifying devouring force erupted from the robe. Lin Feng felt a hurricane envelop his body, the immense suction pulling him and several people nearby into the air.
"Roar!" Qiongqi roared and spat a stream of flame upward. At the same time, Lin Feng's Celestial Fate Sword slashed out fiercely, severing the terrifying devouring force for a moment. In that instant, Lin Feng's body lunged violently, moving away from Qiongqi and Meng Qing. They were targeting him—he couldn't let Qiongqi and Meng Qing suffer the same fate.
"Whoosh!" The terrifying force surged toward Lin Feng, devouring him. With a venerable activating a sacred artifact, its power was unstoppable. Lin Feng's body shot straight into the air, about to be taken by the robe.
"Lin Feng!" The Great Pest's expression hardened as he stepped forward, dragon axe in hand.
"Stop!" Qiongqi shouted. Going up would just be delivering himself to be taken. It was useless. That robe was a top-grade sacred artifact. Not to mention Lin Feng, even an ordinary venerable could be taken by it.
This scene stunned many people. That mysterious force had appeared again, and this time, it was terrifying. They used a fearsome sacred artifact to take Lin Feng away directly, leaving no room for error.
"No!"
A cold, clear voice suddenly came from Meng Qing's mouth. Her tightly shut beautiful eyes opened. Seeing those breathtakingly beautiful eyes, everyone understood that either one of the four great beauties of the Eight Wastelands would be moved and removed, or the four great beauties would be renamed the five great beauties.
When those eyes opened, everything lost its color. Yet now, in those eyes of ultimate beauty, tears were falling. She stepped forward, moving toward Lin Feng.
"Stop!" Lin Feng slashed out another sword, halting his body in the void for a moment. "Wait for me!"
"Protect my wife for me!" Lin Feng shouted with all his might to the gray-clad figure chasing after him, and then his body was taken by the robe, vanishing without a trace.
"Time Severing Art!" the gray-clad figure shouted coldly. But many terrifying attacks descended from the sky at the same time, driving him back. Then, the figures stepped onto a formation pattern, void power flared, and all of them disappeared, leaving nothing behind. From their appearance to their departure, it was only a moment. Their sole purpose was to take Lin Feng away.
This scene left countless people frozen in place.
"No..." Meng Qing chased after them, her tearful eyes seeming to shatter hearts. How could this be? Lin Feng had exhausted every effort to let her take human form. They hadn't even been reunited yet, and Lin Feng had been captured.
"You haven't fully absorbed the medicinal power yet. Don't waste this opportunity. Don't worry, Lin Feng can contact the senior brother. He'll be fine."
The gray-clad figure said to Meng Qing. Meng Qing stared at him, uncertain. Would he really be fine?
"Don't worry. As long as no Martial Emperor makes a move, with the senior brother's strength, no place in the Eight Wastelands can stop him!" As if afraid Meng Qing wouldn't believe him, the gray-clad figure spoke again.
"Don't let Lin Feng down. He went through all that trouble for you, for this Creation Saint Pill. He nearly lost his life. How can you waste it?"
Qiongqi also spoke. Meng Qing was silent for a moment, then said nothing. Her figure descended to the ground, and she continued absorbing the power of the saint pill. Her body still radiated immortal qi, but within that sacred immortal qi, there was also a powerful coldness, as if it could freeze people stiff. Tears still hung at the corners of her eyes.
For Lin Feng, she had fallen and become a demon, nearly regretting it for life. For her, Lin Feng had fallen into the demonic path, nearly facing eternal damnation. Now, if anything happened to Lin Feng, one day, she would bathe the world in blood!
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