# Chapter 1283: Demon Flute
"Both at the Heavenly Martial Realm, yet the gap is so vast!" Qing Mengxin felt a sense of unreality as she looked at the towering demonic shadow before her. She never imagined that this person could be terrifying to such an extent, arrogant enough to make a powerful Fourth Layer of Sovereign Martial Realm expert kneel—something she dared not even conceive.
Earlier, she thought Lin Feng was merely somewhat stronger than her, but now she understood the terrifying chasm between them. With just a glance, Lin Feng could probably make her soul tremble and force her to her knees. Even that Fourth Layer of Sovereign Martial Realm expert had nearly knelt earlier. Lin Feng's will was far too domineering.
At this moment, the demon puppets around Lin Feng flickered, startling many onlookers. What was happening? Hadn't these demon puppets been corrupted by the Nine Nether Demon Emperor's demon melody? Why were they unharmed now?
Lin Feng's proud demonic pupils swept across the crowd. He pulled Qing Mengxin aside, his gaze cold and silent. He had already proven through his actions that he had the right to stand here. If anyone wanted to make a move against him, they could try.
A Fourth Layer of Sovereign Martial Realm expert had been easily obliterated. It was hard to guarantee that he couldn't kill a Fifth Layer of Sovereign Martial Realm expert. So anyone wanting to touch Lin Feng had better weigh their own strength carefully.
The crowd stopped looking at Lin Feng. Just as he had thought, his forceful elimination of the Fourth Layer of Sovereign Martial Realm expert had already established his reputation. No one would willingly offend a martial cultivator with such terrifying potential, perhaps even a future demon god.
The Curse Bearer—this mysterious title itself symbolized boundless potential. Moreover, no one knew Lin Feng's true identity. With his terrifying demonic arts, he might be an outstanding young expert from the Heavenly Demon Hall, or perhaps a descendant of some hidden terrifying powerhouse.
"Break open this demon palace and see if there are any treasures in the Nine Nether Demon Emperor's cultivation grounds!" someone said at this moment. They had already blasted the entire underground demon palace from above, collapsing it into rubble everywhere. Now, they might as well destroy everything completely, reducing it all to dust, and see if any heavy treasures appeared.
"Right, break open the demon palace. I refuse to believe that the Nine Nether Demon Emperor's cultivation demon palace has nothing but his demonic thoughts," another person echoed, agreeing with the previous speaker. Then, everyone nodded in succession, endorsing this idea.
"Whoosh..." Qing Mengxin let out a long breath, as if sighing. These terrifying experts were all incredibly domineering. If they couldn't find treasures, they would dig a hundred zhang deep to unearth them—extremely forceful. This was the true world of the strong, overturning many of her previous understandings. Although the Dragon Mountain Empire also revered the strong, it wasn't this naked and brutal.
When Lin Feng had been treated contemptuously by the Fourth Layer of Sovereign Martial Realm expert earlier, he hadn't said much. He simply started fighting directly. You said I had an imperial treasure? Come and take it. He killed you, and everyone else naturally shut up. No amount of words was futile. Being weak meant being bullied, even obliterated—just like when someone had tried to throw her into the demon palace earlier.
"Perhaps I should have gone out to explore like Lin Feng, Jun Moxi, and Tang Youyou back then," Qing Mengxin murmured to herself, feeling some regret. If she had stepped out then, what would her situation be like now? Perhaps one day when she saw Lin Feng, Jun Moxi, and the others again, she would find out.
"Let's attack together!" At this moment, a Sovereign Lord level expert spoke. Then, terrifying auras burst forth one after another. The crowd rose into the air one by one, their gazes fixed on the area below.
"Follow my command. When I say attack, everyone strikes simultaneously!"
The Sovereign Lord level expert seemed to hold a sun in his hand, burning heaven and earth. His entire body was surrounded by raging flames. Anyone who approached would likely be burned alive.
"Attack!" Suddenly, the Sovereign Lord level expert shouted. That sun was hurled downward, and in an instant, terrifying auras all erupted, blasting toward the demon palace below.
"Ssss..." The terrifying scorching sun flames directly incinerated a vast space into nothingness. The collapsed dust vanished in an instant. Then, rumbling sounds continued endlessly. Overwhelming destructive forces rampaged wildly. Everyone's attacks converged on the area below, forming a storm of destruction. Everything was annihilated.
When the storm subsided, a boundless huge pit appeared below. All the rubble had disappeared.
"There's something!" The crowd's expressions tightened. With such powerful attacks destroying everything, anything that wasn't destroyed was definitely a treasure.
And now, in that empty, massive pit, an object lay quietly, covered in a layer of dust. It was a flute, a dark flute. If one didn't look carefully, it might be overlooked.
"Boom!" A terrifying suction force suddenly erupted. The dark flute rose into the air, flying toward that person, who immediately began to snatch it.
"Let me have a look!" At this moment, that terrifying Sovereign Lord level expert shouted coldly. He took a step forward, instantly blocking the person's path. He directly reached out with a massive hand, grabbing toward the dark flute. A terrifying flaming great palm print appeared, about to seize the dark flute in its fiery grip.
"Chi!" A wisp of gale wind tore through everything, instantly arriving at the dark flute and whisking it away. The terrifying flaming great palm print missed completely.
"How dare you!" The Sovereign Lord shouted coldly, stamping his foot. Flames surged to the sky, as if this void itself was about to burn. His gaze swept toward the person who had just acted, icy cold.
That person's heart trembled, his face slightly pale. He cursed inwardly—this old undying bastard, using his overwhelming strength to threaten him, making him dare not act.
The Flame Sovereign Lord had no time to bother with that person. He continued stepping toward the dark jade flute. A massive palm print appeared again in the void, reaching for the flute.
"Get lost!" A domineering, rolling voice rang out. A terrifying great palm print pierced through the void, colliding with that huge flaming palm print. Rumbling sounds rolled forth. The violent force sent the dark jade flute flying into the distance.
"Chi!" The dark jade flute was directly driven into the ground at the edge of the giant pit, causing the crowd's expressions to freeze slightly. They saw Lin Feng take two steps forward. The dark jade flute was right beneath his feet.
"Who dares to move?" A domineering voice rolled out. It was the same expert who had just extinguished the flaming palm with a single strike—also a Sovereign Lord level terrifying figure.
Behind him, a line of figures surged forward. The leader was exceptionally young, draped in a long robe. His eyes were extremely demonic, as if they could see through everything, making people dare not meet his gaze.
"The Nine Nether Demon Emperor's dark jade flute!" The young man stared at the dark jade flute beneath Lin Feng's feet, murmuring softly.
"Whoosh!" A figure continued to pounce toward the dark jade flute. But he was stunned to find that only he had acted; everyone else seemed to have stopped, no longer competing.
"Stubborn fool, seeking death!" That Sovereign Lord level expert's palm trembled violently. Instantly, a terrifying pattern appeared in the sky, directly wiping toward that person. A miserable scream rang out. The person's body was torn apart. Dead!
"Sacred Mark attack divine ability!" The crowd's eyes trembled. That expert had casually used a Sacred Mark attack power, extremely powerful, instantly launched, taking life.
"I'm very interested in this dark jade flute!" The young man stepped forward slightly, heading toward the dark jade flute. Everyone else fell silent. The void became exceptionally quiet.
This was an expert from the Sikong family. The venerable ones of the Sikong family were indeed even more domineering, their strength terrifying.
As for the young man, he was one of the Ten Great Prodigies, possessing the Heavenly Eye constitution—Sikong Xiao.
Lin Feng glanced at Sikong Xiao, then lowered his head, looking at the dark jade flute. Demonic intent churned in his eyes. Immediately, the dark jade flute began to tremble slightly, as if wisps of demonic light were flashing, seemingly dancing joyfully. A strand of melody drifted into Lin Feng's heart. It was actually the Nine Nether Demon Melody.
"Demon flute. This must be the demon flute used by the Nine Nether Demon Emperor!" Lin Feng murmured inwardly. Yan Di and the Nine Nether Demon Emperor had once conversed, not wanting the Nine Nether to become a lost art, taking him as a successor. This meant that among the nine supreme melodies of heaven and earth, the Nine Nether Demon Melody was only mastered by the Nine Nether Demon Emperor!
Lin Feng's body crouched slightly, causing the crowd's expressions to tighten. A hint of demonic domineeringness flashed in Sikong Xiao's eyes as he said coldly, "Try touching it and see!"
Lin Feng paused for a moment, then slowly reached out toward the dark demon flute again, grasping it in his palm.
A wondrous rhythm came from the demon flute. Lin Feng put it away. Suddenly, an icy aura descended upon Lin Feng. Sikong Xiao clearly hadn't expected that the other party would actually dare to take it!
PS: Everyone keeps saying they refresh countless times and still can't see updates, so they start cursing Wuhen. Damn, I code for seven or eight hours a day to finish three chapters, refresh countless times, and the flowers are still zero. Am I supposed to be angry? Today's update is early, right? Tomorrow I'll make up with six chapters!