# Chapter 1307: Bloody Battle
"Number one disciple of the Heavenly Terrace in the Northern Wasteland, how could I not recognize you? Enough nonsense, hand over your storage ring, take off your clothes, and we'll spare your dog life!" That person's eyes flickered with a fierce light as he spoke coldly.
This made Lin Feng even more puzzled. It seemed that although these people were strong in cultivation, their information wasn't very up to date. Was he still only known as the number one disciple of the Heavenly Terrace?
"Who sent you?" Lin Feng asked coldly.
"Too much nonsense, you're asking for death!" The one who had spoken Lin Feng's name stepped forward, his body suddenly disappearing from where he stood. A monstrous, terrifying blood-colored palm print pressed down from the sky, filled with a fierce and murderous aura, extremely bloodthirsty, as if his entire body was radiating blood light.
"Come out!" Lin Feng moved his mind, and the Celestial Fate Sword unsheathed, dazzling and brilliant. Clearly, these people asking him to hand over his storage ring and take off his clothes was a pretense; taking his life was the real goal, just an excuse.
"Slash!" Lin Feng gripped the Celestial Fate Sword, silent, and swung the sword. Instant Desolation, fast as lightning, tearing a huge gash in the enormous blood palm print.
"Not bad strength, kid, but daring to strike against the Three Great Fiends of the Northern Wasteland, do you think you can still live?" That person's eyes held a cold, bloody aura. Terrifying Blood Essence power boiled over, and the Blood Essence palm force swallowed the sword. This person was actually at the Fifth Layer of the Sovereign Martial Realm, and his comprehension of Essence matched his cultivation—Fifth Layer Essence, terrifying power. With one palm pressing down, it seemed the entire sky was filled with surging blood energy, crushing down on Lin Feng.
Moreover, this person didn't seem to be the leader of the Three Great Fiends. The other two were clearly not weaker than him.
That bastard Yan Di shamelessly retreated to the side, his huge eyes flickering uncertainly as he watched Lin Feng's battle with great interest. In his mind, this was called tempering Lin Feng. Without going through a thousand hammers and a hundred refinements, how could one achieve the Dao? To fight, one must fight those stronger than oneself for it to be meaningful.
"Void Annihilation Kill!" Lin Feng swung another sword, a divine sword technique fusing three types of Essence power, its power terrifying. It tore a huge gash in the crushing blood palm print as his body continuously retreated.
"Think you can escape? Blood Sea Surging Waves!" That person shouted coldly. Instantly, Lin Feng was surrounded by surging blood energy, nauseating. This person had killed who knows how many people to have such terrifying blood energy.
"Desolate Explosion!" Lin Feng wildly slashed with the Celestial Fate Sword, the blood energy in the space continuously exploding. At the same time, his body gradually became coated with a surging demonic aura, rolling endlessly, incredibly terrifying. At this moment, the monstrous demonic aura made Lin Feng seem not like someone at the Ninth Layer of Heavenly Martial Realm, but rather at the Second Layer of Sovereign Martial Realm. This demonic energy was too powerful.
"Heavenly Demon Domain!" Lin Feng's eyes were ice-cold as he spat out a single word. Instantly, the void turned pitch black, shrouded by demonic energy, its aura overwhelming.
"Haha, so you're also a demon cultivator. Interesting. This demonic technique is so powerful, looks like we've hit the jackpot!" Mad laughter came from all directions. Then, a pair of terrifying blood palms appeared before Lin Feng, blood-red palms that had been stained by who knows how many people's blood, had taken how many lives. Even those eyes were a terrifying blood red.
"Let me show you what a butcher is!" A cold voice spat out. At this moment, it seemed even the blood flowing in Lin Feng's veins was obstructed, unable to flow smoothly. His true essence power was unstable. The opponent's Blood Essence could affect the blood flow within his body.
"Blood Explosion!" With a furious shout, Lin Feng suddenly felt his body swelling, as if his blood was about to burst through his body, exploding him to death. Even his face and muscles were covered in terrifying blood-red color, extremely frightening.
Lin Feng's veins bulged, as if his blood was about to explode his body. He immediately used his power to suppress the blood in his body, his expression ugly. The power of Essence—as long as the user was strong enough, it could unleash terrifying might. This person had cultivated Blood Essence to the Fifth Layer, but his usage wasn't terrifying enough. Otherwise, Lin Feng's blood really would have violently erupted, and he would have died at the opponent's hands.
There is no strongest Essence, only martial artists who use Essence power more strongly. Even with the same Essence power, different users would produce completely different effects.
"Escape!" Lin Feng moved his mind. Instantly, within the endless, terrifying Heavenly Demon Domain, a terrifying spatial force suddenly bloomed. Lin Feng's body abruptly disappeared, as if merging into the void, causing the attacker's eyes to freeze.
"Get out here!" With a furious shout, a terrifying blood palm print slammed down. He knew that Lin Feng had used a powerful spatial treasure, allowing him to vanish into the void, as if disappearing into thin air.
"Kill!" A roar rang out. The surging demonic intent carried incredibly terrifying sword energy, ravaging heaven and earth. Lin Feng's figure reappeared, endless sword light stabbing at the enemy who was right in front of him, instantly piercing into the opponent's body.
"Roar!" That person's face turned deathly pale, blood gushing out wildly. But he roared, gathering all that blood with a terrifying blood palm force and blasting it out fiercely, trying to take Lin Feng's life.
"Blood Curse!" A Curse Scepter appeared in Lin Feng's hand. The terrifying curse power cursed the opponent's blood, causing him to scream incessantly. With a thought, Lin Feng's body disappeared again, reappearing ten meters away, thanks to the Supreme Sacred Artifact, the Instant Space Robe, he was wearing.
"Cough..." However, Lin Feng was still injured, coughing up a mouthful of blood. But his eyes remained coldly fixed on the opponent.
The terrifying Blood Curse power raged. Amplified by the Supreme Sacred Artifact Curse Scepter, the opponent's blood seemed to be corroding.
"Help me!" With a furious roar, that person charged out of the Heavenly Demon Domain. But how could Lin Feng give him the chance? His ice-cold eyes were filled with bone-piercing killing intent. With a thought, he stepped into the Carefree Step Art, his body flowing like the wind towards the opponent.
"Chaos Curse!" The Curse Scepter suddenly pointed out. The opponent was panicked and flustered at this moment, his will unsteady. The curse power took the opportunity to invade, causing the man to clutch his head and roar wildly. The power of the curse was very domineering, but it wasn't all-conquering. Once the opponent's power was strong, they could resist the erosion of the curse. However, once the opponent showed weakness, the curse power could take advantage, just like now when the opponent's body was cut by sword energy and bleeding profusely. The Blood Curse power immediately eroded his blood, overbearing and unparalleled.
"Boom!" Terrifying power rolled down from above. Someone was attacking the Heavenly Demon Domain, trying to rescue their companion. But how could Lin Feng give them the chance? He stepped forward, the Celestial Fate Sword slashing out. The person, eroded by the double curse power, was already in chaos. The terrifying sword light from the Celestial Fate Sword turned into a long rainbow. With a thunderous boom, the opponent's head exploded, killed on the spot.
"Crack!" The overbearing power shattered the Heavenly Demon Domain. Lin Feng and that person's figures reappeared, but now that person was already dead.
This scene made his two companions' faces turn ashen, extremely ugly. Dead.
A Fifth Layer Sovereign Martial Realm expert had been killed by Lin Feng, who was at the Ninth Layer of Heavenly Martial Realm. This seemed simply unbelievable, but it had truly happened before their eyes.
"Really just the number one disciple of the Heavenly Terrace?" The leader's face stiffened. They were rogue cultivators living in seclusion in the nearby area, often engaging in plundering, robbing others of their cultivation resources. Of course, they wouldn't dare rob those stronger than them. Not long ago, someone had made a deal with them, asking them to intercept and kill someone. They heard the target's cultivation wasn't even at the Sovereign Martial Realm, and the reward was frighteningly generous. They hesitated—how could there be such a good thing? But when the other party said the target was Lin Feng, the number one disciple of the Heavenly Terrace, they understood. For geniuses from Martial Emperor factions like this, it was normal for some people who couldn't act themselves to hire them.
Sadly, these three bandits, living in seclusion in this area, hadn't been in touch with the outside world for a long time. They had no idea that Lin Feng had killed a Sovereign Lord. Otherwise, they would never have taken the job.
Now they realized things weren't as easy as they had imagined. One of their companions, at the Fifth Layer of Sovereign Martial Realm, had died at the opponent's hands.
"How did he do it?" The two experts stared at Lin Feng. In the moment he killed the previous person, Lin Feng had already put away the Curse Scepter. The identity of the Curse Bearer needed to be kept secret, to be used well later. After all, some people were much more convenient for the Curse Bearer to kill than for Lin Feng.
On a mountain range extremely far from here, two figures stood. The person in front was a young man in a flowing robe. His eyes shone with dazzling golden light, as if they could pierce through space and see into the distance. This was a powerful spatial divine ability of his clan—the Space Eye.
Behind him stood an old man. Although he stood there calmly, he was like a towering mountain. This was a Sovereign Lord level figure.
"Useless trash!" The young man spat out a cold voice.
"Young master, in this Northern Wasteland, there aren't many people we can use. These three are all rogue cultivators with relatively weak combat power, naturally not as good as those of the same level from Martial Emperor factions. But at least one of them is at the Sixth Layer of Sovereign Martial Realm. If he attacks, forcing Lin Feng to use the Skyless Sword shouldn't be a problem," the old man also used the Space Eye, his gaze as sharp as a hawk's.
"My goal is precisely to force him to use the Skyless Sword!" The young man's voice was cold. Then he turned his gaze to the old man and said, "I suspect that Lin Feng's Skyless Sword cannot be used freely!"
The old man's eyes suddenly narrowed, looking at the young man and saying, "Young master means..."
"As everyone knows, Lin Feng has used the Skyless Sword a total of three times, and each time at a critical moment. Usually, he likes to have Sword Pavilion experts by his side. If there were no restrictions on using the Skyless Sword, why would he only use it either in extremely dangerous situations or when snatching that page of the golden book? Even if he doesn't want to rely on the Skyless Sword, why does he always bring Sword Pavilion experts with him when facing enemies much stronger than himself, just like when he went to Snow Moon to rescue his family? He didn't ride the Skyless Sword there, but borrowed the power of the Sword Pavilion to rush over!"
The young man's eyes flashed with sharp, cold light. He wanted to test whether Lin Feng's use of the Skyless Sword had any limitations. If his guess was correct, then Lin Feng was doomed!
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