# Chapter 1153: Yuan Fei Is Angry
The Thunder Demon's true form was the Dark Gold Thunder Bird, a demonic avian whose innate talents were lightning and dark gold power, with extremely formidable destructive force. This type of demonic beast was naturally extraordinary, and with the Thunder Demon's elder having achieved the position of Demon Emperor, it made the Dark Gold Thunder Birds of the younger generation even more terrifying. Besides being skilled in dark gold power and lightning power, they were also proficient in wind power, possessing incredible speed. Once they became Demon Venerables, they would likely directly comprehend three types of essence power.
At this moment, the Thunder Demon transformed into his massive true form. His claws turned purple-gold in color—purple representing lightning power, gold representing dark gold power, indestructible and unstoppable. His claws were extremely hard, but now pierced by the Setting Sun arrow, they still burst forth with much blood, emitting agonized howls.
"Whoosh!" The flames burned wildly. Lin Feng showed no sign of stopping. Three more arrows were nocked onto the Setting Sun Bow's string. At the same time, Meng Qing struck out with a palm wind from afar, the chill threatening to freeze even the Thunder Demon's purple demonic body.
"Break for me!" The Thunder Demon roared in fury. The heavens and earth were filled with terrifying lightning, wild demonic aura surging toward the sky. His massive demonic body shattered the ice power. Simultaneously, Lin Feng's arrows arrived once more. The Thunder Demon's purple-gold eyes flashed with an incomparably cold expression, but his pair of wings flapped madly as he retreated backward, while in front of him, lightning windstorms raged.
"Whoosh, crack..." From the Thunder Demon's sharp beak came bolts of extremely thick lightning, shooting toward Lin Feng's arrows to entangle them. Almost at the same time, a faint sound rang out. A destructive dark arrow appeared in the void, causing the Thunder Demon's expression to stiffen sharply. His claws extended forward again, smashing toward the void arrow.
"Owww..." A terrifying scream rang out. The crowd saw the Thunder Demon's massive claws being entangled by destructive darkness, with neither lightning power nor dark gold power able to suppress it.
"It's the Watcher making a move!" The crowd's hearts trembled. This Watcher could shoot void arrows with extremely terrifying destructive force, causing even the Thunder Demon to suffer greatly.
"You all must die!" The Thunder Demon roared in fury. But Lin Feng continued to rise into the air, plucking sunlight and attaching it to the Setting Sun Bow. He said indifferently: "You came to kill me only for fate and sacred artifacts, but you won't take them. Even if you could truly kill me, I could still hand them over to Yuan Fei. As for fate—this mongrel's fate is now greater than mine."
"Kill!" Hearing Lin Feng call him a mongrel again, a bolt of purple lightning slashed toward Lin Feng. Almost simultaneously, the Thunder Demon's true form transformed into a beam of purple light, like a sword splitting heaven and earth, shooting toward Lin Feng to destroy everything.
What greeted him were more Setting Sun arrows. But now the crowd saw the Thunder Demon as if gone mad, allowing the destructive arrows to pierce his body. His entire body turned golden, incomparably brilliant, and his speed was unimaginably fast, as if he wanted to pierce through Lin Feng with his body, splitting Lin Feng apart.
"Such formidable physical strength." Many hearts trembled. Some demonic beasts had innate talents that only exceptionally gifted humans or those with special physiques could match. This Thunder Demon, as a descendant of a Demon Emperor, was naturally extremely proud and had never suffered losses at anyone's hands. Today, wounded by hidden arrows and repeatedly defeated, he had become somewhat crazed—but his terror could not be denied.
"Think your ape grandfather dares not touch you?" Yuan Fei cursed angrily. The wooden staff in his hand suddenly swung. In an instant, staff shadows filled the sky, blotting out heaven and earth. The crowd saw nothing but enormous black wooden staves everywhere, like black clouds pressing down on the city, destroying heaven and earth.
"Kill!" Yuan Fei roared, using the Great Derivation Staff Technique. Now the crowd no longer saw staff shadows, but endless mountain peaks crashing down with a thunderous rumble.
"Boom, boom, boom..." The crowd watched as those mountain peaks continuously shattered, forcibly broken apart by the Thunder Demon's golden, radiant body. Their hearts twitched. Monsters—both of them were monsters.
"Rumble!" The crowd's footing became unsteady, as if the ground itself was shaking. The void trembled three times in succession—it was Yuan Fei's wooden staff quaking. Each tremor shook heaven and earth. Looking up, the crowd saw Yuan Fei entering a berserk state. Endless mountain peaks sealed off that space, continuously smashing onto the Thunder Demon's body, each strike more powerful and terrifying than the last.
"Berserk Transformation!"
The crowd's gazes froze. The Great Ape Emperor was known throughout the Eight Wastelands for his prowess in battle. The ape clan had always possessed heaven-defying combat power, further tempered by the Battle Victory Holy Land, plus the eighty-one forms of the heaven-and-earth-destroying Great Derivation Staff Technique, giving them the might to split the earth. But even more terrifying was that the Great Ape Emperor's clan, besides earth attribute, innately possessed another power—berserk transformation power!
Now this Yuan Fei, truly angered, showed traces of berserk transformation. If he truly entered the berserk state, it was hard to imagine how terrifying he would be.
"Owww!" The Thunder Demon's impact force finally weakened. Wind wrapped around his golden body, reversing direction as he fled into the distance, escaping those destructive mountain peaks. When his form stood in the void once more, blood was everywhere on his body. His demonic wild eyes, filled with ferocity, were cold to the extreme.
Lin Feng looked at the blood-soaked Thunder Demon but felt no particular pride, nor did he dare underestimate the geniuses of the Eight Wastelands. These people were all talents who dominated the younger generation of the Eight Wastelands, and they indeed had their terrifying aspects. Take this Thunder Demon—whether speed, physical strength, or attack power, all were impeccable. Only a freak like Yuan Fei could restrain him. The Thunder Demon's combat power might even surpass Long Teng's. Killing such monstrous figures was very difficult.
"Realm—in the end, it's still a matter of lower realm." Lin Feng murmured. At the same realm, with his terrifying demonic techniques and those powerful methods, he would fear no one. But because of the realm gap, those powerful methods couldn't be fully displayed. For instance, the Great Derivation Saint Technique could evolve various terrifying attacks, but when he used it at the Fifth Layer of Heavenly Martial Realm, killing ordinary Seventh Layer Heavenly Martial cultivators was easy, even dealing with Eighth Layer Heavenly Martial cultivators. But against the Thunder Demon's level of physical body, it was useless—unless his realm was close to the opponent's.
Monstrous figures like the Thunder Demon and Yuan Fei—their combat power had definitely crossed into the ordinary Venerable level. He remembered that Xuanyuan Potian at the Seventh Layer of Heavenly Martial Realm dared to move against Venerables, let alone the Thunder Demon and Yuan Fei. If they faced an ordinary First Layer Venerable Martial cultivator, Lin Feng suspected they could kill the opponent.
For him to injure such opponents, he could only rely on the power of sacred artifacts. But without mastering essence and sacred mark power, plus his lower realm, he couldn't unleash the sacred artifacts' power, only using their most superficial attack methods. After all, these sacred artifacts weren't the Skyless Sword or the Demonic Sword, which possessed powerful spirituality and could self-activate their attack power.
He had several urgent matters to handle now. First, raise his realm—he needed to push his cultivation to the Sixth Layer of Heavenly Martial Realm. Second, nurture his sword—fully unleash the power of the Celestial Fate Sword. Once he could unleash the Celestial Fate Sword's power, he could also unleash the Setting Sun Bow's power, or even stronger. Third, there was what he had always been anticipating—the power of essence.
"Yuan Fei, sooner or later I will have a life-and-death battle with you," the Thunder Demon said coldly, then looked at Lin Feng: "Let's see how long he can protect you!"
With that, the Thunder Demon's body trembled, and he actually flew away through the air.
Meng Qing landed beside Lin Feng, her cold eyes watching the crowd. But at this moment, Yuan Fei walked over swinging his staff, saying coldly to the crowd: "Can't snatch the fate from the Thunder Demon's body, so you want to touch my brother's? Anyone else who dares make a move, I guarantee you'll be on the run in Fate City forever!"
The crowd pondered. It seemed the matter was impossible. That beautiful woman's combat power was terrifyingly formidable. With the Watcher shooting hidden arrows from behind, plus Yuan Fei and Lin Feng's own sacred artifact deterrence, they had formed an extremely powerful combat force. Meanwhile, their own side lacked unity—who knew who might stab whom in the back? And they would gain nothing but offending Yuan Fei, which wasn't worth it.
Moreover, as Lin Feng had said, even if they could kill him, he could hand over the fate and sacred artifacts to Yuan Fei. Could they possibly kill Yuan Fei too?
"Heh, there will be plenty of opportunities to seize fate in Fate City. This is only the beginning. Farewell." These people were also decisive. Knowing the matter was impossible, they immediately left without delay. Everything in Fate City was controlled by the Prophet; no one knew when it would close. So they had better hurry.
But after the crowd left, Lin Feng threw the Sky-Sealing Banner into the void. With a thought, the Sky-Sealing Banner sealed off a vast space.
Setting Sun Bow in hand, Lin Feng stepped forward, looking at the distant crowd, and said coldly with a smile: "Since you've come, you must have had the intention to fish in troubled waters. Hand over your fate, all of you!"
PS: Everyone, what do you think Lin Feng will trade fate for? You can guess... Continuing to fight, let's all get hyped up!