Chapter 1237: Demon Curse
The other sovereign lords also had their expressions freeze, sharp light flashing in their eyes. Five Absolutes—among the Ten Great Prodigies, no one knew if any possessed them.
Although none of the Ten Great Prodigies had yet displayed Five Absolute Profound Meanings, these sovereign-level figures would not deny the possibility that they might possess them. After all, Wen Tian Ge could conceal his Space Essence; others could likewise hide some of their trump cards. Unless it was a life-or-death battle, they would not reveal everything.
"Old Master, do you think this person can defeat Qi Tian Saint?" At this moment, the Violet-Eyed Venerable asked Old Man Wen. The eleventh personal disciple of Stone Emperor and Yu Emperor seemed to be another prodigy.
"Hard to say. Qi Tian Saint's limit probably hasn't been reached yet. As for Lin Feng, based on his performance, if he also steps into the Sovereign Martial Realm, defeating Qi Tian Saint would be no problem. But right now, it's impossible to determine." Old Man Wen said calmly. He naturally would not underestimate Qi Tian Saint's combat power.
"Arrogant and self-righteous!" The sword aura on Lin Feng's body soared into the sky. His sharp eyes locked onto Qi Tian Saint as he coldly spat out a voice. Then, his foot suddenly stomped forward. A terrifying rumbling sound echoed, as if resonating with heaven and earth, trembling within Qi Tian Saint's heart. An invisible pressure crushed down on him.
"Eastern Wasteland Qi Clan, Martial Emperor family, Qi Clan prodigy Qi Tian Saint—how majestic! I, Lin Feng, was once nameless, and now my cultivation is merely at the Eighth Layer of Heavenly Martial Realm. You, Qi Tian Saint, relying on your reputation as a prodigy and your Sovereign Martial Realm cultivation, act arrogantly and self-righteously before me. And now, after a long battle, you still cannot defeat me. Do you not feel shame in your heart!"
A rolling voice burst from Lin Feng's mouth, transforming into a terrifying sound wave that directly assaulted Qi Tian Saint.
"Thump!" Qi Tian Saint's heart seemed to skip a beat at Lin Feng's words. The Qi Clan prodigy, at the Sovereign Martial Realm, could not defeat him, Lin Feng—did he not feel shame?
"Boom!" Lin Feng took another step, covering several meters in an instant, closing in on Qi Tian Saint.
"Wutian fought Wen Tian Ge; though he lost, it was not shameful. He will fight again another day. But you forced me into battle. If you win, there is nothing to be proud of—it is only natural. If you lose, you will be ridiculed by the world. The Eastern Wasteland Martial Emperor family, the Qi Clan prodigy, defeated by a Heavenly Martial Realm cultivator—what a great disgrace! Spurned by the Eight Wastelands, the Qi Clan will be ashamed of you. From now on, you, Qi Tian Saint, are unworthy to speak of the martial path!"
As his words fell, Lin Feng stepped forward again. His voice seemed to resonate with heaven and earth, rolling endlessly like demonic sound. From Lin Feng's body, the crowd could sense a trace of demonic intent.
Qi Tian Saint's face turned pale, as if struck by a demon curse. Cold sweat dripped down his forehead, his brows tightly furrowed, his mind and spirit in turmoil.
"What's happening?" The crowd's hearts trembled. Lin Feng stepped forward, resonating with heaven and earth. His voice shook the eardrums of the onlookers. They all felt that demonic power, let alone Qi Tian Saint, who was facing Lin Feng directly.
Old Man Wen's gaze changed for the second time, staring intently at Lin Feng. Qi Tian Saint was one of the Ten Great Prodigies; his martial will was absolutely tenacious. Otherwise, with so many juniors in the Qi Clan, Qi Tian Saint would not have stood out among his peers. Yet, because of two sentences from Lin Feng, his mind was in turmoil, his face pale, and he was even drenched in sweat—was that possible?
Obviously, it was impossible under normal circumstances. But Lin Feng was using an invisible, terrifying force—a power even he himself did not fully understand.
"Do you understand?" Old Man Wen asked the sovereign lords beside him. At this moment, those venerables frowned, trying to discern what Lin Feng was doing. They could only vaguely sense the power of the demonic path and the might of heaven and earth.
"The Six-Character True Mantra of Buddhism and the Great Buddha Incantation have such terrifying power, but Lin Feng is clearly not using those. This is demonic power. Could it be..."
One sovereign lord muttered to himself, and then several of them exchanged glances, as if seeing the shock in each other's eyes.
"Demon Curse!" Several voices blurted out at once. That was right—Qi Tian Saint's behavior was exactly like being struck by a demon curse: his mind was disoriented, his heart trembled violently, and his state of mind fluctuated wildly.
"Lin Feng—this child is a true prodigy!" Old Man Wen's expression turned serious. The Demon Curse was a terrifying power of the demonic path, capable of disturbing a person's mind, destabilizing their soul, and damaging their state of mind. Some fearsome demonic cultivators, wielding the power of the Demon Curse, could directly destroy a person's dao heart, causing them to sink into depravity, never to tread the martial path again.
This divine ability was extremely difficult to master—a demonic path technique. But to unleash the power of the curse, one also had to incorporate sound wave attacks to shake the soul. Lin Feng was only at the Eighth Layer of Heavenly Martial Realm. How could he unleash the Demon Curse technique? Moreover, each step he took was borrowing momentum—borrowing the great momentum of heaven and earth—resonating with heaven and earth, vibrating along with the sound waves, trembling into Qi Tian Saint's heart, breaking down his defenses.
"If you lose, you will be ridiculed by the world. The Eastern Wasteland Martial Emperor family, the Qi Clan prodigy, defeated by a Heavenly Martial Realm cultivator—what a great disgrace! Spurned by the Eight Wastelands, the Qi Clan will be ashamed of you. From now on, you, Qi Tian Saint, are unworthy to speak of the martial path!" The rolling voice crazily echoed in Qi Tian Saint's mind and heart, seemingly endless. It was a demonic sound, a curse technique.
"Qi Tian Saint, you are at the Sovereign Martial Realm, yet you will lose to me, who is at the Eighth Layer of Heavenly Martial Realm. What right do you have to be lofty and arrogant? You are unworthy. From now on, the Ten Great Prodigies will no longer include your name, Qi Tian Saint. You will be removed from the list, and from now on, you will become a laughingstock of the Eight Wastelands."
A booming sound rang out. The rolling sound waves seemed to enter Qi Tian Saint's eardrums along with the great momentum of heaven and earth, causing heaven and earth to resonate. Lin Feng took one step and spoke one sentence, leading Qi Tian Saint into the demon curse. At this moment, Qi Tian Saint felt as if he had already lost to Lin Feng, as if he had already been defeated and would be ridiculed by the Eight Wastelands.
His face grew paler and paler. Qi Tian Saint seemed to be struggling wildly. Seeing this, the crowd was deeply shocked. They had clearly not expected the battle to turn out like this. Lin Feng, with one step and one sentence, had caused Qi Tian Saint to fall into a demonic trance, utterly unable to resist.
Lin Feng still stood in the void, his sword aura reaching the heavens, overwhelmingly domineering. Every word pierced the heart. His figure seemed to have become towering—a terrifying young man who could defeat one of the Ten Great Prodigies at the Eighth Layer of Heavenly Martial Realm.
"Wake up!" At this moment, a rolling, thunderous shout pierced into Qi Tian Saint's eardrums, shaking his entire body. Suddenly, a sharp, piercing light shot from his eyes, stabbing toward Lin Feng. His gaze returned to clarity.
"Failed!" Lin Feng sighed inwardly with regret. He glanced downward and saw one of Qi Tian Saint's powerful guards. The guard had used a domineering sound wave to shake Qi Tian Saint awake. Unfortunately, although Lin Feng possessed the Curse Profound Meaning, his Three Lives Demon Scripture was not yet strong enough, and his cultivation level was still lacking. He had only barely managed to lead Qi Tian Saint into the demon curse by borrowing his understanding of the great momentum of heaven and earth. Otherwise, if his demonic technique were powerful enough, he could have attacked with the Demon Curse technique, and Qi Tian Saint would never have been able to break free until he was cursed into demonic possession and became a cripple.
"Chi..." A flame finger technique suddenly shot toward Qi Tian Saint, tearing through the void and stabbing straight at him, startling the crowd. Empty Void Finger?
How could it be Empty Void Finger? Wasn't that Qi Tian Saint's divine ability?
Qi Tian Saint's pupils also contracted. He unleashed Empty Void Finger, colliding with Lin Feng's attack in the void, causing an explosion. Then, Lin Feng's wind-like figure instantly descended, and he punched out with overwhelming force, as if trying to tear Qi Tian Saint apart.
"Sky-Rending Overlord Fist!"
The crowd's eyes trembled violently. What was going on? Lin Feng had not only used Empty Void Finger but was now unleashing Sky-Rending Overlord Fist.
"Die!" Qi Tian Saint's anger soared to the heavens. He had nearly been led into a demonic trance by Lin Feng and had only been shaken awake by his guard's shout. In a sense, he had already lost once—an utter disgrace. At this moment, he felt nothing but fury.
"Boom, rumble!" Sky-Rending Overlord Fist clashed against Sky-Rending Overlord Fist, as if space itself was about to crack. The ground beneath their feet crazily exploded. At the same time, a terrifying desolate power invaded Qi Tian Saint's body, making him feel a corrosive force.
"Slash!"
Lin Feng raised his left hand and unleashed a sword strike. The sword moved with his will. A terrifying killing sword grazed Qi Tian Saint's body, tearing his robes. Space ripples spread out, and Qi Tian Saint used his Void Step to escape.
But at this moment, Lin Feng's pupils seemed to turn pitch-black, seeing through everything. His Carefree Step Art moved with the wind, incredibly fast.
"Die!" Lin Feng punched fiercely into the void, another Sky-Rending Overlord Fist, trying to tear that space apart.
"Boom!" The terrifying attack directly struck a figure that appeared. Qi Tian Saint was blasted backward, his face deathly pale. He used his Void Step again and disappeared.
"Instant Desolation!"
Without even looking at Qi Tian Saint, Lin Feng raised his hand and unleashed a terrifying sword strike, tearing everything apart.
"Ah..." A miserable scream rang out. Blood splattered through the void. The crowd saw that one of Qi Tian Saint's legs had been severed by Lin Feng's sword, blood gushing out, hideous and gruesome.
"Void Step—Lin Feng saw through it!"
The crowd's hearts pounded. Two attacks, both precise to an unbelievable degree. Lin Feng seemed able to predict where Qi Tian Saint would appear and attacked directly.
"He actually saw through the Void Step. What a monstrous prodigy!" Old Man Wen praised for the second time. If the Void Step had been seen through by Lin Feng, then Qi Tian Saint continuing to use it was simply courting death!
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