# Chapter 1323: The Blade Dao Youth
"Lucky!" Mu Chen glanced at the black storm in the distance, seeming to breathe a sigh of relief. "Fortunately, we didn't encounter a true death storm, or we would have surely died!"
Lin Feng smiled faintly, looking at this pitch-black expanse. It had indeed been perilous. That old man Yan Di's demon lotus formed from divine thought was too terrifyingly responsive, always able to evade deadly attacks at the most subtle moments, time and again snatching a thread of survival from the cracks. Later, Lin Feng simply immersed himself in cultivation to avoid constant heart-pounding terror. He had no idea how he had arrived here, but there was no doubt it had been extraordinarily difficult.
"Lin Feng, you're not safe yet. Most of those who set foot on this battlefield are at the Fourth Layer of Sovereign Martial Realm or even stronger. Even the low-rank Sovereign Martial prodigies absolutely possess mid-rank Sovereign Martial combat power. Moreover, once on the battlefield, all identities are cast aside, and there's no one to protect you. Therefore, those who dare to step here are all people with extremely tenacious wills. Life and death depend entirely on yourself. I can only protect you this far!"
Mu Chen spoke slowly to Lin Feng, who nodded slightly. On this passage battlefield, without the protection of clan or faction, life and death were determined by fate and oneself. Those who dared to step here were all monstrous talents, and their combat power could not be measured by ordinary venerables.
"Old man, let's go up." Lin Feng spoke, and the demon lotus flickered, heading toward that grim space battlefield. To create such a vast passage within the void was terrifying.
"Lin Feng, take care of yourself!" Mu Chen's phantom nodded slightly at Lin Feng, then gradually dissolved and slowly dispersed.
"Mm!" Lin Feng nodded at Mu Chen, gratitude shining in his eyes. Fortunately, Senior Brother Mu Chen knew the spatial coordinates; otherwise, even if that old man Yan Di could defy the heavens, he would have eventually died in the void space.
Mu Chen's figure dissipated, and then the demon lotus sent Lin Feng onto the battlefield. In an instant, the demon lotus transformed into wisps of dark demonic light, merging into Lin Feng's body and disappearing.
"Whoosh!" A wild and domineering wind swept over. The moment Lin Feng set foot on the battlefield, a young man appeared before him. His long hair was wildly disheveled, his face as sharp as a blade, and his eyes gleamed with dazzling light. Although this person's cultivation was only at the Third Layer of Sovereign Martial Realm, the pressure he gave Lin Feng definitely exceeded that of someone at the Fifth Layer of Sovereign Martial Realm.
"You came from there!" The man stared at Lin Feng, pointing toward the void space beside the battlefield. His eyes were icy cold. Someone had actually stepped up from the void.
"Where is that black demon lotus?" The wild-haired youth stared at Lin Feng, his aura surging, sharp as a blade, cutting against Lin Feng's body.
Clearly, the other party had mistaken the dark demon lotus that had brought Lin Feng out of the void space for a powerful treasure.
"Is that any of your business?"
Lin Feng sensed the other's arrogance. His brow furrowed, and he asked coldly.
"A Heavenly Martial cultivator daring to speak to me like this—you're the first!" A sharp, blade-like cold gleam flashed in the youth's eyes. He stepped forward, and a violent killing intent surged toward Lin Feng like a storm. This oppressive force alone would suffocate an ordinary venerable, let alone a Heavenly Martial cultivator.
However, the youth's advancing step did not force Lin Feng back into the void space. Instead, Lin Feng's eyes turned cold, and a dazzling, sharp sword light seemed to burst from his gaze. This sword light was so sharp that it even made the youth feel a trace of pressure, causing his eyes to freeze. This was the first time he had felt pressure from a Heavenly Martial cultivator.
"A low-rank Sovereign Martial cultivator daring to be so arrogant before me—there aren't many." Lin Feng also stepped forward, and the heavens and earth rolled. A surging momentum power seemed to rush toward the opponent. A towering sword might spread through the heavens and earth, emitting rolling, furious roars. With a slight movement of his hand, Lin Feng slashed out with a sword. No words were needed; strength decided everything.
The youth clearly hadn't expected Lin Feng to strike first. A bloodthirsty cold gleam flashed in his eyes. His palm wind was like a blade, slashing toward Lin Feng's sword light. The dazzling blade light contained powerful Space Essence. The essence power he controlled was at the fifth level!
With the strength of the Third Layer of Sovereign Martial Realm and controlling fifth-level essence power, this person's achievement in Space Essence was clearly quite impressive.
"Crack!" The sword light and blade light collided in the void. A terrifying sharpness shot out in all directions, the friction sound unusually piercing. Finally, they slowly dissipated.
"A sword technique attack that fuses essence power!" A bright gleam flashed in the youth's eyes. He clearly hadn't expected a Ninth Layer of Heavenly Martial Realm cultivator to possess such formidable combat power, not losing ground at all in this clash.
"Essence power within the blade!" Lin Feng also showed his sharpness, as if encountering a kindred spirit. The other's attack method was quite similar to his own.
"It seems I've met a genius!" Excitement flashed in the youth's eyes. His aura not only didn't diminish but grew even sharper. Encountering a powerful opponent made his blood boil. This kind of person lived for battle, just like his blade.
"It's inconvenient here. Let's fight in the middle!" The youth's figure flickered, moving into the distance. Lin Feng, with his back to the void space, found it very inconvenient to fight. This made a strange light appear in Lin Feng's eyes, and then a smile crept into them. Battle intent also began to burn within him.
This passage battlefield was vast, even boundless. Lin Feng had stepped in from the void space, only at the edge of the battlefield, where there were relatively fewer people. But he could still see many figures fighting. Endless yellow sand danced in the space, and the entire battlefield carried a pale yellow killing aura, along with a trace of spatial aura. This was a battlefield spanning the void space, naturally possessing strong spatial power.
"Draw your sword!" The arrogant youth said coldly to Lin Feng.
"Why don't you draw your blade!" Lin Feng, although appreciating the youth's battle obsession, was very displeased with the other's arrogant gaze.
"Although you control fused essence sword techniques, your cultivation is still low. If you don't draw your sword, you may never have the chance. When I strike, I will show no mercy."
"Just strike!" Lin Feng's eyes were icy cold. An invisible sword intent howled. Centered on Lin Feng, it seemed as if the entire space was filled with endless swords.
"Then I'll grant your wish!" The youth spat out a single word. His body moved with the wind, turning into a gray shadow, stirring up a cloud of yellow sand.
"Wind Essence power, also at the fifth level!" Lin Feng's expression trembled. The essence power the other controlled was not only Space Essence but also Wind Essence. And like Space Essence, his Wind Essence had also reached the fifth level.
A blade, if it follows the wind, will be faster and sharper.
Lin Feng seemed to see an invisible fast blade slashing toward him. A blade moving with the wind seemed to cut space in two.
"Retreat!" Lin Feng thought, and his body retreated like flowing light, stepping with the Carefree Step Art. At the same time, Wind Essence enveloped his body.
The essence-formed blade edge slashed through the air, but the youth's eyes showed no fluctuation at all. Space Essence merged into his steps, following Lin Feng's movements. Another slash came, dancing with the wind, as if trying to cling to Lin Feng's body.
Lin Feng's palm contained terrifying sword intent. A sword similar to the other's blade condensed, and then he fiercely slashed out. It was still a fused sword technique, striking the other's blade. This time, there was no violent collision. The blade and sword seemed to break simultaneously.
The youth stopped, looking at the half-length illusory blade in his hand. Then he slowly raised his head. His black eyes gleamed with extremely sharp arrogance.
"This blade will sever your head!" The half-length illusory blade condensed again. The killing Space Essence intertwined with the cold wind, converging in the blade. Lin Feng's eyes suddenly trembled. A blade technique fusing essence power—and fusing two types of fifth-level essence.
A look of gravity appeared in Lin Feng's eyes. A blade technique fusing two types of fifth-level essence could increase the other's attack power by another five times. That was terrifying.
"Whoosh!" The terrifying essence power wildly churned. In Lin Feng's palm, on that illusory sword, four types of essence power began to interweave: Wind, Thunder, Space, and Desolation.
"Double Wind, Double Thunder; Triple Space Essence, and a destructive essence, also triple—what essence is that!" The youth stared at the sword condensed in Lin Feng's hand, a look of shock also appearing in his eyes. Not yet entering the Sovereign Martial Realm, yet controlling four types of essence power, all at the second and third levels.
PS: Thanks to brother Li Yangsheng for tipping over thirty thousand Zhulang coins. The fifteenth commander, mighty! Thank you. Working hard on writing!