Chapter 1297: Nine Nether Seizes the Scripture
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Staring at that illusion, after a brief moment, golden light once again illuminated the night sky, and a terrifying explosive sound rang out. The illusion was torn apart, and those experts fighting over the golden page once again appeared before Lin Feng's eyes.
"In just that short moment, several Sovereign Lord level figures have been lost!" Lin Feng swept his gaze over those experts. He had personally witnessed the Qi Family Sovereign Lord being killed, and now, besides the Qi Family Sovereign Lord, several other Sovereign Lords had also been slain. As for those below the Sovereign Lord level, they simply couldn't intervene. All those fighting in this battle wielded Imperial Artifacts.
The most powerful group was the monks of the Heavenly Thunder Sound Temple. They had merged together to form a giant ancient Buddha, possessing boundless power. No one dared to clash head-on with them; everyone was solely focused on seizing the treasure.
Not far away, the experts of the Demon Emperor Hall looked up at the sky, their expressions grim. If it weren't for that Taoist who had killed their Demon Emperor Hall's Sovereign Lord and stolen the Roc Emperor's Feather, with the overwhelming strength of the Demon Emperor Hall's Demon Venerable, they would surely have been able to seize the treasure. How infuriating.
"Whoosh!" A dazzling golden eye shot towards Lin Feng, causing his gaze to stiffen slightly. Then, a terrifying golden figure descended, standing in the void, looking down at Lin Feng. Those sharp eyes were icy and boundless, unmistakably the Golden-Winged Great Roc, Roc Demon!
That guy's eyes were indeed sharp; even standing in the shadows, he had been discovered.
Slightly raising his head, Lin Feng looked at those sharp golden eyes, a hint of indifference in his gaze. "Something?"
"The Prophet once said that stinking Taoist would protect your path. Who is that stinking Taoist?" Roc Demon's sharp eyes fixed on Lin Feng, asking coldly.
"Oh?" Lin Feng's eyes narrowed slightly, then a wisp of cold light shot from his gaze. He spat out a single word: "Scram!"
The cold voice made Roc Demon's golden eyes freeze for a moment. His dazzling golden pupils turned even colder, and his metal-cast body exuded an extreme chill, as if he wanted to devour Lin Feng.
"Roc Demon!" Several figures flashed over, all experts from the Demon Emperor Hall. They came to Roc Demon's side and shook their heads slightly at him.
"You have guts!" Roc Demon said coldly, then his wings suddenly flapped. Beams of dazzling golden light seemed to pierce through the void, shooting into the distance. Rumbling, terrifying sounds rang out as the ground was cut into deep scars.
Then Roc Demon's body turned and flashed away.
Lin Feng's gaze was calm. Watching Roc Demon's retreating figure, he said coldly, "If there's a next time, I'll turn the Golden-Winged Great Roc into a pile of roasted meat!"
Hearing Lin Feng's threatening words, Roc Demon's body stiffened. His eyes grew even colder as he turned his head, his arrogant gaze piercing through the void towards Lin Feng, as if he wished he could fight Lin Feng right then and there.
"Roc Demon, don't be impulsive. You are the divine bird Golden-Winged Great Roc. Are you afraid you won't be able to kill him in the future?" The Demon Emperor Hall expert said to Roc Demon in a low voice, clearly somewhat wary of that madman Lin Feng. If he killed Qi Tian Saint in a fit of rage, he would just as readily kill the Golden-Winged Great Roc. The Skyless Sword was no joke.
"Right, Roc Demon. Once your strength grows, the Roc Emperor will bestow upon you an Imperial Artifact. With an Imperial Artifact in hand to block his Skyless Sword, it won't be too late to kill him then!" Another expert also advised in a low voice. Only then did Roc Demon relent. Lin Feng's life was his for the taking. How dare he tell him to scram? Unbelievable. He was even more arrogant than the Golden-Winged Great Roc!
Lin Feng shifted his gaze, no longer looking at the Golden-Winged Great Roc. An ungrown divine bird, what was there to be arrogant about? He still had a demon dragon inside him!
The battle aura in the sky was overwhelming. Boundless pressure descended from above, making Lin Feng's heart tremble. Fortunately, those people were fighting in the sky. If they were fighting below, he feared the Small World would be destroyed by them, and countless innocents would be wiped out. These people were somewhat restrained in their battle, not daring to be too reckless and make enemies of everyone.
"Boom!" At that moment, a terrifying green light struck a black Storage Ring in the void. The Storage Ring instantly exploded, and the treasures stored within scattered in all directions. But everyone's eyes were fixed on only one thing: that golden page. All the experts rushed straight for it.
"It's falling downwards!" The hearts of the crowd below suddenly trembled, especially the experts of the Demon Emperor Hall. Their wings flapped, and their eyes held an eerie light, as if they wanted to rush out and seize the treasure.
"Don't be impulsive. Even if you get it, it's a dead end!" A voice came from somewhere. Without an Imperial Artifact, getting it was just asking for death.
"Now!" Lin Feng's eyes suddenly focused. He stepped forward, and with a thought, instantly, a sword cry pierced the sky, soaring straight up into the heavens.
"The Skyless Sword! Lin Feng!" The eyes of the crowd suddenly froze. The Skyless Sword had been drawn. Lin Feng actually wanted to seize the treasure too. This bastard, he had some nerve. A Heavenly Martial realm cultivator daring to compete with all those Sovereign Lords for a treasure.
"Isn't he afraid of choking to death?" Below, a group of experts from the Heavenly Dragon Divine Fortress spat out cold words. This Lin Feng was truly arrogant.
A sky-covering sword light shot into the sky, dazzling and boundless. The Sovereign Lords charging down from above all retreated. The Skyless Sword had once destroyed an Imperial Artifact; they were all wary of it and dared not clash with it.
"All of you, stay back!" Lin Feng murmured to himself. Then, the Skyless Sword swept out, horizontally spanning the void and spinning in a circle. Instantly, the sky seemed to be cut off. All the experts were on the other side of the terrifying sword light. The Skyless Sword had split the sky in two.
"Kill! Kill!" Roars rang out continuously. All the experts in the sky struck at the circular storm of sword light. Rumbling, terrifying sounds rolled endlessly. The sword light storm that had severed the void was broken through with many large holes. Several experts charged through. The Skyless Sword had already returned to Lin Feng's hand, while that golden page continued to fall downwards.
"Boom!" Below, several figures could no longer suppress their impulse. They lunged for the golden page. One expert even snatched it into his palm.
"Seeking death!" A cold light flashed in Lin Feng's eyes. That person was from the Demon Emperor Hall. Just as he tried to flee, he was torn to shreds by the sword light. The golden page fell downwards once more.
"Rumble!" A terrifying aura descended. Lin Feng's body suddenly flashed to the side, not daring to stay there. If those charging experts ambushed him, it would be too dangerous.
The golden page was about to hit the ground. One person's body trembled because the golden page was about to fall into his hands.
"Crack!" A heavenly thunderbolt struck down from the sky. That person's body was instantly obliterated. The golden page continued to fall. But at that moment, a pitch-black demonic shadow suddenly appeared there.
Black robe, long hair, exuding boundless demonic intent. This dark figure slightly extended his hand, and the golden page fell into his palm.
"Nine Nether Demon Emperor!" The figures in the void suddenly stopped, their gazes frozen in place. The Demon Emperor had reappeared.
Still in a black robe, his flying long hair moved with the wind, wisps of demonic intent overwhelming the sky. Standing there casually, he exuded a domineering sense of looking down upon heaven and earth. At this moment, no one dared to act rashly.
"Nine Nether Demon Emperor, could it be that a wisp of his will remains in the Small World?" The crowd's hearts trembled. It was as if the void itself had frozen. The terrifying, boundless aura suddenly fell silent.
"Scram!" A faint voice came from the void, landing in the ears of the crowd, causing their hearts to suddenly tremble.
"Whoosh!" At that moment, a figure suddenly charged towards the Nine Nether Demon Emperor. But the Nine Nether Demon Emperor moved slightly, his gaze looking towards him. Instantly, that person's body froze there, gradually being eroded by a demonic aura, eventually seeming to degenerate into a human demon.
"Ah..." A miserable scream rang out. This person frantically fled away, as if he had gone mad. This scene made the crowd swallow their saliva, their faces turning even paler. Was it really the Nine Nether Demon Emperor?
"I don't believe it! Kill!" Roars of rage rang out continuously. Many figures moved at the same time, charging towards the Nine Nether Demon Emperor, their auras erupting wildly.
The Nine Nether Demon Emperor still raised his head, his gaze sweeping over them. Instantly, their bodies seemed to freeze in the void, wisps of demonic aura eroding their bodies.
"Die by your own hand!" A cold, ghostly voice rang out, making everyone's hearts tremble violently. Then, under their horrified gazes, those people's bodies either exploded or they extinguished their own life force, slowly falling down.
Die by your own hand!
The Nine Nether Demon Emperor still stood there, hands behind his back, not moving an inch, yet it made the crowd feel a chill of terror.
"All of you, seeking death!" A cold voice rang out. Then, the crowd saw the Nine Nether Demon Emperor's head move, slightly tilting upwards.
"Run!" A roar rolled out, startling the crowd into panic. Then, figures frantically fled, scattering in all directions at an unbelievable speed. Even those Sovereign Lord level figures did the same. No matter how unwilling they were, their lives came first. The Nine Nether Demon Emperor was too terrifying.
After they left, the Nine Nether Demon Emperor's figure silently sank into the earth.
At this moment, the crowd did not notice that the young figure who had shouted the word "run" and fled faster than anyone else was now slipping into a dark cave, a strange smile on his face. This figure was none other than Lin Feng. And those who had just rushed to their deaths were his Demon Puppets!
Now, that golden page had fallen into the hands of the Nine Nether Demon Emperor, having nothing to do with Lin Feng, right?
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