Chapter 1207: Devouring Martial Soul, Slaying Xuanyuan
In the Northern Wasteland, when the crowd heard that the Heavenly Dragon Divine Fortress was coming to the Qiu Clan to propose marriage, they wondered what would happen if the Heavenly Terrace descended. Now, the Heavenly Terrace had truly arrived, and the protagonist was Lin Feng—the young man inextricably linked to Qiu Yuexin, and also the one Xuanyuan Potian had always wanted to slay.
But when everything actually unfolded, no one expected it to come to this. That single sword strike was a massive and terrifying shock to everyone.
Who was Xuanyuan Potian? A descendant of a Martial Emperor, with a powerful bloodline and a spirit, energy, and divine presence far beyond ordinary people. The power of a single attack from him was definitely far stronger than that of an ordinary person at the same level. His cultivation was at the Ninth Layer of the Heavenly Martial Realm, and he had even comprehended the Overlord Essence, making his attacks even more terrifying. With all these factors combined, it could be said that Xuanyuan Potian had no problem killing a weak Venerable.
Xuanyuan Potian had once scornfully declared that no one in the Heavenly Martial Realm of the Heavenly Terrace could match him. This, too, proved his strength.
Yet even so, Lin Feng only needed one sword strike. In fact, he didn't even draw his sword; he used his hand as a blade, sweeping it across. They seemed to see a phantom sword cutting through the void, destroying everything. Xuanyuan Potian's arm was severed.
Blood dripped from Xuanyuan Potian's arm, and his heart also bled. His expression could no longer be described as merely ugly. He had never imagined he would lose so cleanly, so miserably. Lin Feng had only moved his palm.
Had Lin Feng really been avoiding him? Thinking back now, how laughable his thoughts had been.
At the Ninth Layer of the Heavenly Martial Realm, with the Overlord Essence, he had believed that aside from those prodigies, no one in the Heavenly Martial Realm could fight him. Now he realized how terribly wrong he was.
The people of the Yang Clan stood before Yang Zilan's corpse, watching Xuanyuan Potian's severed arm, their hearts twitching violently. Yang Lin even wondered what would have happened if he had let Yang Ziye befriend Lin Feng. Yang Ziye also thought, what if she hadn't been so snobbish back then? There were no ifs.
The Qiu Clan members also watched the two. Qiu Hao's heart clenched. Was Lin Feng already this powerful? The others in the Qiu Clan had complicated expressions. They had heard that Lin Feng was the one Qiu Yuexin liked.
"Potian!" The people of the Xuanyuan Clan stepped forward, their faces dark. The hope of their clan's younger generation had had his arm severed.
When they looked at Lin Feng, their eyes were filled with icy killing intent.
Only the people of the Heavenly Dragon Divine Fortress could still remain calm, though they were inwardly shocked. Lin Feng's combat power was terrifying. He was only at the Seventh Layer of the Heavenly Martial Realm.
"Move aside!" Lin Feng said coldly to the Xuanyuan Clan crowd.
"What else do you want?" Xuanyuan Wei glared at Lin Feng, his expression cold.
"Are you blind? Can't you see he wanted to kill me?" Lin Feng raised an eyebrow and said coldly.
"He has already lost. Let it end here." Xuanyuan Wei's mouth twitched. How could he let Lin Feng kill Xuanyuan Potian? Today, they had come to propose marriage, never expecting such a miserable outcome.
Originally, Xuanyuan Potian had been ready to join the Heavenly Dragon Divine Fortress.
"When Xuanyuan Potian humiliated the Heavenly Martial disciples of the Heavenly Terrace, the Venerable ones of the Heavenly Terrace did not intervene, letting him run rampant. Why? Because the Venerables of the Heavenly Terrace do not bully those in the Heavenly Martial Realm. But now, Xuanyuan Potian tried to kill me first. Now that he can't kill me, you step in to protect him. Are you insulting the Heavenly Terrace, or do you think the Xuanyuan Clan is stronger?"
Lin Feng's calm voice struck Xuanyuan Wei's heart. Lin Feng's meaning was clear: the Heavenly Terrace hadn't interfered before because it wasn't appropriate, to avoid the reputation of bullying juniors. But now, Lin Feng and Xuanyuan Potian were fighting an open and fair battle. If the Xuanyuan Clan interfered, did they think the Heavenly Terrace wouldn't act?
At this moment, the first Venerable disciple of the Heavenly Terrace, Ruoxie, took a small step forward. His expression was indifferent, and he said flatly, "Get back, or everyone from the Xuanyuan Clan here today will stay."
The crowd's hearts twitched violently. The Heavenly Terrace had finally acted—domineering and forceful. If you don't get back, they'll annihilate everyone from the Xuanyuan Clan.
The Heavenly Terrace had tolerated you long enough. Xuanyuan Potian, weren't you arrogant? Before, it was hard to deal with you, so they let you be arrogant. But now, you could only win, not lose. If you lost, you would die.
Everyone understood. Xuanyuan Potian had been so arrogant, likely about to join the Heavenly Dragon Divine Fortress. But he had offended the Heavenly Terrace before. If he defeated Lin Feng, the Heavenly Terrace couldn't touch him. But if he lost, it was a fight to the death. This was the bitter fruit Xuanyuan Potian had sown himself, and he had to swallow it.
The Xuanyuan Clan's faces were no better than the Yang Clan's had been. They knew Xuanyuan Potian had insulted the Heavenly Terrace and hadn't stopped him. It was a prelude to joining the Heavenly Dragon Divine Fortress. But now, doom had fallen upon them. The silent Heavenly Terrace had finally spoken.
Either get back, or die together.
"I'll give you three breaths," Ruoxie said again, eerily similar to what Lin Feng had said to the Yang Clan. But Lin Feng had given the Yang Clan ten breaths; Ruoxie gave the Xuanyuan Clan only three breaths.
"Roar..." Xuanyuan Potian howled in rage. "All of you, step aside."
"Potian!" Xuanyuan Wei and the others looked grim.
"Go back." Xuanyuan Potian's face was flushed red. He knew that if his uncle didn't leave, they would all die. The Heavenly Terrace would no longer tolerate them.
"Everyone!" Xuanyuan Wei looked to the people of the Heavenly Dragon Divine Fortress, hoping for their help.
"If anyone interferes in the battle between Xuanyuan Potian and my Heavenly Terrace disciple, they will be killed without mercy!" Ruoxie released a terrifying aura of the Time Severing Art, making souls tremble. This was the Northern Wasteland, not the Western Wasteland. If the Heavenly Terrace wanted to kill someone, who could escape? Not even the Heavenly Dragon Divine Fortress.
Xuanyuan Potian's face turned pale. He stepped forward slowly, and his terrifying bloodline power surged wildly like a raging sea. Behind him, a battle-axe appeared, radiating a fearsome Overlord intent. This was the unique martial soul of the Xuanyuan Clan: the Overlord Battle-Axe, which could amplify attacks. The reason he had comprehended the Overlord Essence was because of this martial soul. If he had known Lin Feng was so strong, he would have used it earlier.
Xuanyuan Potian's body slowly rose into the air. The Overlord Battle-Axe seemed capable of splitting heaven and earth, exuding an incredibly oppressive aura. The crowd sighed. Xuanyuan Potian had the right to be proud, but he probably still wouldn't be Lin Feng's match. That sword strike had been too stunning, too breathtaking.
Lin Feng calmly watched Xuanyuan Potian's martial soul. Before, Xuanyuan Potian had always suppressed Lin Feng and didn't need to use his martial soul. In their battle at the same cultivation level, Xuanyuan Potian had just been about to use it when Lin Feng killed him with the Demon Seal Art, not even giving him a chance. This was the first time Lin Feng had seen Xuanyuan Potian use his martial soul, and he was very satisfied with it.
The terrifying blood of the emperor's descendant once again shaped Xuanyuan Potian's physical body. He seemed to transform into an ancient emperor, with the emperor's body formed by bloodline power. He would make his final move, unleashing his strongest attack.
The terrifying Xuanyuan Battle-Axe condensed again, and his martial soul battle-axe turned into a beam of light, merging into it. The battle-axe became a Heaven-Splitting Axe. At this moment, Xuanyuan Potian was like a War Emperor, ready to battle heaven and shatter earth.
But Lin Feng still stood on the ground, slightly tilting his head up, calmly watching the sky.
"Kill! Kill! Kill!" Xuanyuan Potian roared with earth-shaking fury. His entire body, along with the Heaven-Splitting Axe, slashed down. In the void, a line seemed to appear.
Lin Feng's hand moved again. That fair palm swept across the void once more. Instant Desolation appeared again. Still one sword strike, breaking everything. The Heaven-Splitting Axe was shattered, and the emperor's physical body collapsed. No matter how heaven-defying your techniques, before absolute power, they were still fragile.
Blood scattered through the void. Then the crowd saw Lin Feng's body move. With booming sounds, they watched as Lin Feng blasted Xuanyuan Potian from the sky down to the ground.
"Roar! Roar!" Terrifying dragon roars rolled out. Nine Dragons Heaven Devour devoured everything. Under the horrified gaze of the crowd, it devoured Xuanyuan Potian's martial soul—the Overlord Battle-Axe.
When the crowd saw the two separate, Xuanyuan Potian had been beaten beyond recognition, lying limply on the ground. The mad dragon roars continued. Among the nine furious dragons, one of them transformed into a terrifying battle-axe—the Overlord Battle-Axe.
"Devouring a martial soul and integrating it for one's own use!"
The Xuanyuan Clan's martial soul had been devoured by Lin Feng and was now his to use.
This scene made the crowd's hearts tremble violently. The Xuanyuan Clan members were so enraged their eyes seemed to split, but Ruoxie stood quietly before them. Who dared to move?
"Dying by your own martial soul must be very unwilling, right?" Lin Feng said indifferently. Then, the battle-axe martial soul slashed down from the void.
"No!" The Xuanyuan Clan howled. Xuanyuan Potian showed a look of despair. Yes, how unwilling he was. Why? Why had Lin Feng become so powerful?
He suddenly thought of the scene when the Prophet had spoken with Lin Feng. Everyone had been shocked. What prophecy had Lin Feng received?
Probably no one would have guessed that Xuanyuan Potian's last thought before death would be: What prophecy had the Prophet made about Lin Feng?
Unfortunately, no one would know. Only those who had also seen the Prophet would understand.
Watching Xuanyuan Potian being killed, the crowd felt a surreal sense. Who among them could have imagined this ending?
The young man before them was the one Xuanyuan Potian had always shouted about wanting to kill?
At this moment, only one word came to their minds: Prodigy!
"Xuanyuan Potian fought my Heavenly Terrace disciple and died in defeat. If the Heavenly Terrace learns that any elder of the Xuanyuan Clan has made a move against Junior Brother Lin Feng, the Heavenly Terrace will send troops to the Xuanyuan Clan and raze the Xuanyuan family to the ground!" As the crowd was still digesting this shocking battle outcome, Ruoxie's calm voice made their hearts tremble again. The Heavenly Terrace was ruthless!
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