Chapter 1222: Great Battle with Venerable Martial
In the world of martial arts, besides one's own strength, a top-tier assassin relies on several extremely important factors: mastery of timing, concealment ability, and lethal speed. When these three are combined and pushed to the extreme, even if one's strength is far inferior to the opponent's, a single lethal strike can still be achieved. Therefore, outstanding assassins have always been able to kill beyond their cultivation level.
The assassin before him was undoubtedly an excellent and powerful one. Lin Feng's divine sense had only detected seven people, but had not sensed this person's presence at all. Moreover, the timing he chose was right after Lin Feng had unleashed a sword strike. Coupled with his terrifying speed, even if Lin Feng were a Venerable, he would still be killed. The essence of speed and slowness made the speed of this sword strike reach its peak, so fast that only a flash of light remained.
"Chi..." A sword pierced into Lin Feng's body, startling the crowd's hearts. Was he dead?
There was no blood. They were horrified to discover that the sword seemed to have stabbed into empty space. There was no one there at all. Lin Feng had disappeared.
The moment Lin Feng reappeared, it was accompanied by a terrifying sword strike—Instant Desolation. This sword was the sword of an instant, fusing Wind Essence and Space Essence. The opponent thought his sword had pierced Lin Feng's body, but what greeted him was this sword of destruction, and at point-blank range—an unsolvable sword.
A faint "chi" sound rang out as blood splattered. The opponent's head was directly severed. The powerful assassin's lethal strike had not killed Lin Feng, and what he received in return was also a certain-death sword.
"What a terrifying duel!"
In the distance, the onlookers felt a chill run down their spines. They found cold sweat even seeping from their bodies. When an assassin kills, life and death are decided in an instant—it was indeed so. A single thought, a single sword, the slightest difference was enough to determine life and death.
"That person was a Venerable, a terrifying assassin at the Venerable Martial level, and he was actually slain by that young man!" The crowd's hearts trembled as they looked at the harmless, quiet young man. It was hard to imagine that when he swung his sword, he could be so terrifying. He could teleport through the void, completely hide within the void—how strong was his mastery of Void Essence?
In truth, Lin Feng was not as powerful as the crowd imagined. At this moment, his back was also chilled with cold sweat. An assassin's ambush was indeed far more dangerous than an open battle. If he hadn't possessed the Instant Space Long Robe, even if he hadn't died, he would still have had to endure that sword strike. This Venerable's assassination ability was truly terrifying. How many such figures did the Emperor-Slaying Alliance have?
Strands of divine sense power frantically spread through the void, covering the surrounding area. The Emperor-Slaying Alliance's layers of killing intent forced Lin Feng to be cautious and careful. At this moment, he was somewhat worried about Qiu Yuexin, wondering if she could handle such an arranged assassination if she encountered it.
The area ahead of Lin Feng seemed especially empty, probably because the earlier battle had caused many people to keep their distance to avoid being caught in the crossfire. After all, when experts fight, killing is indiscriminate—who knew if they would be affected?
In the void on both sides of the road, figures suddenly appeared, over a dozen of them. Each of these people had flourishing blood energy. Standing in the void, they were like demonic dragons coiled there, surrounding Lin Feng from all eight directions. The bloodline power on their bodies seemed ready to burst forth, emitting the furious roar of flood dragons—extremely terrifying.
"They're all Venerables!" The distant crowd's expressions stiffened. Over a dozen experts, each with immensely flourishing bloodlines—this was the symbol of bloodline power condensed from blood. Only at the Venerable Martial realm could one fuse one's own blood with a martial soul to condense one's own bloodline power, unleashing great strength and passing it down to descendants.
"Who is this young man? Not only has he attracted so many assassins, but now so many Venerable Martial experts have descended, seemingly determined to kill him." The crowd marveled inwardly. A young expert who appeared to be only around twenty, attracting such a terrifying lineup—even the figures of the Ten Great Prodigies would be no more than this.
Lin Feng sensed the flourishing bloodline power of these people. A hint of surprise flashed in his calm expression as he said softly, "People from the Heavenly Dragon Divine Fortress!"
The one who had just assassinated him was from the Emperor-Slaying Alliance, but now blocking his path were experts from the Heavenly Dragon Divine Fortress. Each one seemed to have the blood of demonic dragons boiling within them, extremely terrifying.
"If all of this is Bai Qiuluo's doing, then this person's schemes are far too terrifying!" A cold gleam flashed in Lin Feng's eyes. Before he had even entered Tianluo Ancient City, the other party had already laid out the plan. Clearly, they knew he was coming. First, they used assassins to strike, then borrowed the hand of the Heavenly Dragon Divine Fortress. Given the current relationship between the Heavenly Terrace and the Heavenly Dragon Divine Fortress, as long as Bai Qiuluo released some information, the Heavenly Dragon Divine Fortress experts in Tianluo Ancient City would immediately come to intercept and kill him—just like now.
"Lin Feng, today, let's see how you die!" In the void, an expert stared coldly at Lin Feng, killing intent flickering in his eyes, causing the distant crowd's hearts to tremble.
Lin Feng, so it was Lin Feng!
The Heavenly Terrace's number one Heavenly Martial disciple. He had once met the Prophet in the City of Fate, but no one knew what prophecy he had received. Previously, no one had paid him much attention. However, after the battle at Qitian Mountain Range, Lin Feng had fought Dragon Teng and defeated him. If the Heavenly Dragon Divine Fortress hadn't placed a divine sense imprint in Dragon Teng's brow, Lin Feng would have slain Dragon Teng on the spot. Later, attacked by divine sense and then assassinated by Bai Qiuluo, he still didn't die—this battle made him famous.
Indeed, he was as young as the rumors said—green robes, long hair, carrying an ancient sword, utterly carefree.
"The Heavenly Dragon Divine Fortress has long been accustomed to despicable acts, so there's no need for pleasantries. Come at me together!" Lin Feng said softly, lifting his foot and stepping forward slowly. A killing intent gradually spread out, as if a terrifying sword aura was blooming, seeming to cut through the heavens and shatter the earth. Even facing over a dozen Venerables, he showed not a trace of fear, ready to slay and annihilate them.
"Fine, since you seek death, we'll grant it. Dragon Devour, kill!" The man coldly shouted. Instantly, the void seemed filled with demonic dragons dancing wildly. Terrifying demonic energy shot into the sky, a fierce wind suddenly arose, accompanied by the sounds of dragon roars. Then, it seemed as if endless demonic dragons in the sky lunged to devour Lin Feng. The crowd only saw demons and dragons dancing wildly, dragons roaring in the sky.
"Desolate Explosion!"
A sword beam broke through from amidst the wildly dancing demonic dragons, shooting straight into the sky. Thunder rolled, flames blazed brilliantly, and even more terrifying was the pitch-black destructive power. Wherever the sword passed, everything turned to desolation and extinction.
"Roar!" A figure transformed into a demonic dragon, tearing toward Lin Feng. If he were caught and crushed, Lin Feng's body would be directly torn apart.
"Slay!" Lin Feng spat out a single word. The Celestial Fate Sword on his back instantly unsheathed, shooting out a brilliant sword beam carrying terrifying desolate power. A miserable dragon roar rolled out as the first Venerable fell. Beneath the Celestial Fate Sword, his body was directly pierced through, then exploded under the thunder and lightning.
"Whoosh..." Space shifted. Lin Feng's body disappeared from its original position. Then, a series of rumbling, terrifying sounds rang out. The ground where Lin Feng had stood crazily exploded, instantly becoming riddled with holes. Terrifying cracks spread wildly as the earth was torn open with deep gashes.
"Instant Desolation!" Lin Feng reached out to catch the Celestial Fate Sword and swung it in a single slash. In an instant, another Venerable's body was split apart. Almost simultaneously, several terrifying dragon claws and dragon blades stabbed toward him.
"Go!"
With a thought, a huge cauldron inverted and opened wide. The extended dragon claws struck into the wide-open cauldron, followed by sizzling sounds and miserable screams.
"Burn them to death!" Lin Feng slashed his sword against the cauldron, producing a thunderous explosion. Golden Crow flames from within the cauldron surged toward the figures below. Two Venerables were too slow to dodge and were engulfed in the Golden Crow Void Flame, unable to extinguish it, burning most miserably.
"Roar!" A massive demonic dragon mouth lunged down from above to swallow Lin Feng whole. Lin Feng didn't even look at it, spitting out a single icy word: "Within Reach Yet Beyond the Horizon!"
As his words fell, the roaring dragon mouth seemed blocked by void power. Though it was close to Lin Feng, it felt as if it were within reach yet beyond the horizon.
Void power...
"Break!" The man roared furiously, forcibly tearing apart the void power contained in the Within Reach Yet Beyond the Horizon technique. But almost at the same time, Lin Feng raised his hand. Terrifying sword beams shot into the sky, thunder exploded, and the man's body was annihilated in the lightning. He had just broken through the technique when he received a fatal strike.
"Five Venerables, slain!" The distant crowd's hearts pounded. Each of these was a Venerable Martial expert capable of shattering mountains with a single punch. Yet in just an instant, in the blink of an eye, Lin Feng had killed five of them in succession.
Lin Feng's sword never missed—when it struck, it killed.
His long hair fluttered in the void. Holding the Celestial Fate Sword, Lin Feng was filled with boundless arrogance at this moment, as if he were the true dragon, a dragon battling in the wild.
"Although these Venerables aren't considered extremely powerful, they are still disciples of the Heavenly Dragon Divine Fortress. The strongest among them was even at the Third Layer of the Venerable Martial Realm. Yet they were all so easily obliterated, five Venerables slain in succession. Lin Feng's combat power is far too terrifying."
The crowd was astonished. Just how terrifying was Lin Feng's absolute combat power?
From his sword, the crowd could sense essences. Several of these essences had even crossed into the Second Layer of Essence. And the attack his sword released seemed to be a unique strike, fusing multiple essence powers. The attack power was too violent and terrifying. Even a Venerable at the Third Layer, if struck by his sword, would only die—they didn't have such a terrifying physical body!