Chapter 1252: Pressure from the Eight Wastelands
Lin Feng stared at the man, a cold glint suddenly flashing in his eyes like a terrifying sharp sword that seemed to pierce through the man's body, causing the Venerable's pupils to abruptly contract and his heart to pound violently.
"Seeking death!" An icy voice spat from Lin Feng's mouth. His palm swept across, and a dazzling sword light appeared in the void, slashing straight toward the man.
With Lin Feng's casual stroke, it was as if heaven and earth were split apart. A sword light of annihilation arrived in an instant. The man's expression was one of terror as he tried to resist, but a tearing sound rang out. One of his arms was directly obliterated in the void, easily severed.
"Boom!" Liu Fei's beautiful eyes froze in place. Her heart trembled violently, deeply shaken.
She was still lying in Lin Feng's arms. He held her body with one hand while his other hand merely swept through the void—and that legendary Venerable-level expert had an arm severed!
That sword light was too fast, like a bolt of lightning.
Lin Feng, upon his return, could now casually sever the arms of Venerables!
The Venerable's face instantly turned pale. The power of his bloodline surged and roared like a churning ocean, as if trying to regenerate his severed arm, while he stared at Lin Feng in terror.
"You are... Lin Feng!" The Venerable's heart pounded as he stared at Lin Feng.
"Oh?" Lin Feng's eyes froze, a cold gleam flashing. He looked at the man and said, "Someone from the Eight Wastelands!"
Only someone from the Eight Wastelands would recognize him. This man had clearly heard of him—he was a visitor from the Eight Wastelands.
"I have offended you greatly. I beg your forgiveness!" The man's face was pale, and his tone had lost all its earlier arrogance, now tinged with humility. Lin Feng's reputation had spread across the Eight Wastelands. He had even slain the prodigy Qi Tian Sheng of the Qi Clan, along with Venerable Lord-level figures from the same clan. Compared to them, this mere Venerable was nothing. If he didn't show weakness, Lin Feng could annihilate him with a wave of his hand.
"What's going on?" At that moment, figures soared into the air, their auras vast and surging, all of them powerful Venerable-level experts. They watched as their companion lost an arm, their expressions dark as they stared at Lin Feng.
"Lin Feng, ignorance is forgivable. Please spare him," the man quickly spoke, afraid his companions might offend Lin Feng further. If they did, they would die horribly. This group wasn't enough for Lin Feng to bother with; he could probably kill them all alone.
"Lin Feng!"
"He's Lin Feng!"
The Venerables' expressions trembled violently, shock evident on their faces. He was exactly as the rumors described—young, handsome, with a cultivation of only the Eighth Layer of Heavenly Martial Realm. Yet he could sever Venerables' arms as if crushing ants. It was said that even without the Skyless Sword, low-rank Venerables were like ants before Lin Feng.
"Slap yourself!" Lin Feng spat out an icy command. He was puzzled as to why so many Venerables had appeared in the Snow Moon Kingdom. Could they all be from the Wen Clan, having crossed over through the Ancient Void Array?
The Venerable's face stiffened. Slap himself? A dignified Venerable, slap himself in front of his companions?
"I'll give you three breaths," Lin Feng said coldly, a faint but chilling aura emanating from him.
"Smack!" A crisp sound rang out. The Venerable actually slapped himself hard across the face. He could only blame his own lack of discernment for offending someone he shouldn't have. If he wanted to live, he couldn't afford to keep his old face.
By now, Lin Feng was sitting calmly on the great sword. Liu Fei in his arms felt her shock growing stronger. So many terrifyingly powerful experts—Venerables who could destroy a mountain with a wave of their hand—were so afraid of Lin Feng.
Turning her head slightly, Liu Fei looked at his handsome face, a faint smile appearing on her lips, though it was tinged with bitterness. For Lin Feng to have reached a level where even Venerables feared him, how many hardships must he have endured? She couldn't even imagine them.
But seeing that Lin Feng had finally acknowledged her, and that the young man from before had achieved such heights, she truly felt happy for him.
"Are you from the Wen Clan?" Lin Feng asked coldly.
"No," the man shook his head slightly, deepening Lin Feng's confusion.
"If you're not from the Wen Clan, how could you have arrived in the Snow Moon Kingdom from the Eight Wastelands before me?" Lin Feng said coldly. The man naturally understood that Lin Feng was actually questioning him. His heart trembled. Lin Feng had traveled alone from the Eight Wastelands to this remote border kingdom, and he had done it so quickly—truly terrifying. "After the projection of the Ancient Void Array appeared, rumors spread that there was a shocking secret at the site of the projection. Thus, the various forces of the Eight Wastelands simultaneously pressured the Wen Clan, even using the public opinion of the entire Eight Wastelands to force them to open the Ancient Void Array!"
The Venerable replied, causing Lin Feng's eyes to freeze. The Eight Wastelands had pressured the Wen Clan into opening the Ancient Void Array.
What was hidden in the Snow Moon Kingdom that could make the powerful forces of the entire Eight Wastelands apply such pressure, ultimately forcing the Wen Clan to compromise? It seemed that after he left, there had been another terrifying upheaval in the Eight Wastelands, either in the open or in the shadows.
"Open the Ancient Void Array? Anyone can use it?" Lin Feng asked.
"Yes. During this period, the Wen Clan compromised and opened the Ancient Void Array to the entire Eight Wastelands, but they demanded a certain number of Essence Crystals as payment. The Wen Clan couldn't afford to exhaust their own resources to keep activating the Ancient Void Array for everyone in the Eight Wastelands."
"Get lost. In the Snow Moon Kingdom, behave yourselves. If you dare harm ordinary people, I will show no mercy!" A cold gleam flashed in Lin Feng's eyes. The man felt as if he had received a great pardon, and the group of Venerables descended toward the ground below.
After they left, Lin Feng let out a bitter smile. He hadn't expected that crossing such a vast territory would be a waste of time—the Ancient Void Array had already been opened.
Of course, he never would have thought such a thing possible. The forces of the entire Eight Wastelands pressuring the Wen Clan?
"What is hidden in the Cloud Sea Mountain Range?" Lin Feng's eyes gleamed with sharp light. It seemed that the arrival of experts was happening faster than he had imagined. The small storm in the Ancient Void City had now gathered into terrifying waves, tearing through the void to reach the Snow Moon Kingdom. Who knew how many more would descend?
"Let's go!" Lin Feng thought, and the great sword tore through the void, lightning-fast, hurtling toward Yangzhou City.
Liu Fei shifted slightly in his arms and asked, "The Eight Wastelands—where is that?"
"The central region of the Nine Heavens Continent is called the Holy City Central Continent. Surrounding it are the Eight Wastelands Ten Domains and the Nine Abyss Twelve Kingdoms. The Eight Wastelands refers to those Eight Wastelands Ten Domains," Lin Feng explained to Liu Fei.
"So the center of the continent must be filled with countless experts," Liu Fei murmured. No wonder a few Venerable-level beings could appear so casually.
"Yes. There are quite a few Martial Emperors who can destroy heaven and earth, and Venerable-level experts are as numerous as oxen hairs."
"Martial Emperors!" Liu Fei's expression stiffened. For someone who had always lived in the Snow Moon Kingdom, Martial Emperors were too distant—like stars in the sky, beyond imagination, existing only in legends. Just as Lin Feng had felt before he left the Snow Moon Kingdom, even Venerables seemed unattainable to her.
"They seem very afraid of you. Are you really that powerful?" Liu Fei suddenly smiled and winked at Lin Feng.
"Powerful enough to win the beauty's heart," Lin Feng joked, making Liu Fei roll her eyes. "No seriousness at all. You've reached a level where even Venerables bow in respect, yet you're still such a rogue!"
"Rogue, huh?" Lin Feng shrugged. His hand, which was holding Liu Fei, slid upward slightly, making her body tremble. Her face flushed crimson as she glared at him fiercely before burying her head in his chest, shy and embarrassed.
"It seems I did the same thing back then," Lin Feng said with a bright smile, as if returning to the days by the hot spring at First Heaven Ridge when he teased Liu Fei. Those early days after he first arrived in this world were the purest period of his life. It wasn't until the Cloud Sea Sect was wiped out that he began to change, gradually growing accustomed to facing the world with coldness. Only in front of those closest to him could he still maintain that pure brightness.
"You bastard, you rogue!" Liu Fei continued to blush, pounding on Lin Feng's chest.
"The fiery girl of the past has learned to be shy. And if this counts as being a rogue, what will happen when I'm even more rogue in the future?" Lin Feng said with a grin, making Liu Fei even more embarrassed, unable to lift her head.
In the Snow Moon Kingdom, the current imperial capital was Yangzhou City.
Two figures drifted in—a young man and a young woman. The man was exceptionally handsome and elegant, while the woman was very beautiful with a fiery figure, captivating and alluring. They seemed perfectly matched, drawing more than a few glances from passersby.
These two were naturally Lin Feng and Liu Fei. After arriving in Yangzhou City, they descended from the great sword and walked into the city. Lin Feng's divine sense spread out in strands, probing the crowd in Yangzhou City. As expected, he found quite a few Venerable-level experts in the city, easily spotting one or two here and there.
"Indeed, Venerables are everywhere." Lin Feng had come down to confirm his speculation. With the Ancient Void Array open, countless experts from the Eight Wastelands had set foot here. For powerful Venerables, the Snow Moon Kingdom was just a small country with narrow territory. Naturally, every city had forces stationed there. As the imperial capital, Yangzhou City would only have more stationed experts. Moreover, Lin Feng could almost foresee that the forces stationed around the Cloud Sea Mountain Range would likely be the most powerful from the Eight Wastelands.
Fortunately, the experts from the Eight Wastelands wouldn't act recklessly. They had come to the Snow Moon Kingdom with a purpose and wouldn't casually trouble ordinary people. Otherwise, it would be a disaster for the kingdom.
But he wondered if anyone had touched the imperial palace. After all, the Yangzhou City imperial palace was no ordinary place.
Thinking this, Lin Feng grabbed Liu Fei's hand and moved like a gust of wind. People walking on the street felt a blur, as if someone had passed by, but when they rubbed their eyes, they saw nothing—just a strange breeze.
PS: The month is almost over, and the flowers haven't even reached a thousand. Tears are falling all over the floor...