# Chapter 1324: Kongming Monk
For those at the Sovereign Martial Realm, comprehending Essence was no easy task. Some talented individuals could simultaneously comprehend multiple Essences, which was truly monstrous. However, comprehending multiple Essences also had its drawbacks—the inability to specialize. Time had to be spent on each Essence, which inevitably affected the speed of comprehension.
The young man's talent was already extremely formidable, with considerable fame within the empire. He only comprehended two Essence divine abilities, yet at the Third Layer of Sovereign Martial Realm, he had comprehended both Essences to the Fifth Layer. Even more impressive, he could integrate both Essences into his blade attacks, making him exceptionally powerful. Thus, despite being at the Third Layer of Sovereign Martial Realm, killing an ordinary Fifth Layer Sovereign Martial Realm cultivator was not difficult for him. With his fused Essence blade technique, one slash could kill—of course, this only applied to ordinary Fifth Layer Sovereign Martial Realm cultivators; some powerful ones at that level were not so easily dealt with.
As for Lin Feng, his cultivation was only at the Ninth Layer of Heavenly Martial Realm, yet he already had two Essences reaching the Third Layer and two others reaching the Second Layer. If one day Lin Feng's cultivation matched the young man's at the Third Layer of Sovereign Martial Realm, then all four Essence techniques might reach the Fifth Layer Essence, or even become stronger. That would be somewhat terrifying.
In truth, Lin Feng was equally surprised by the young man's strength. Someone like this placed in the Eight Wastelands would definitely be at the monstrous prodigy level. He wondered whether this person came from the Eight Wastelands or the Nine Abyss Twelve Kingdoms.
Looking at the howling blade light, the sword in Lin Feng's hand released a dazzling radiance. Four Essences frantically interwove and merged, as if trying to achieve the strongest possible fusion.
"Even with the fusion of two Fifth Layer Essences, even if I fuse four Essences, it's still not enough!" Lin Feng murmured to himself. He understood clearly who was stronger and who was weaker between them.
"Buzz!" Terrifying flames attached themselves to the sword. Although they couldn't be fully integrated, they still adhered to the surface, enhancing the sword's might slightly.
"Five Extremes!" The young man's eyes stiffened. This was already the fifth Essence power Lin Feng had released, and the Flame Essence was also at the Second Layer. The clean-cut young man standing opposite him seemed to have talent that was excessively formidable.
"Kill!" Finally, the young man's fused blade radiance slashed toward Lin Feng. Both wind and space arrived in an instant, as fast as lightning and thunder. The fused blade light of the two was even more terrifying.
The moment Lin Feng saw the opponent's attack, his sword was also released. The speed of the blade light and sword radiance both reached the extreme, colliding in an instant.
"Crack, crack..." The sword light was torn apart by the fleeting blade radiance. Just as Lin Feng had predicted, his fused Essence sword technique was still inferior to the opponent's. The Essence wasn't strong enough—after all, the opponent was fusing two Fifth Layer Essences.
"Void!" Lin Feng's mind moved. The blade radiance slashed through his body, but at that moment, Lin Feng's body concealed itself into the void. When he reappeared, cold sweat trickled down his back. This time, he had encountered someone with an attack style similar to his own—incredibly fast, capable of taking a life in an instant.
This seemed to confirm the old saying: beyond the heavens, there are heavens; beyond men, there are men. Of course, Lin Feng wouldn't belittle himself. The opponent had advantages in both cultivation and Essence. If he stepped into the Venerable realm, he could contend with this opponent. If he reached the Second Layer of Venerable, he could easily kill the opponent. This was his confidence.
"Not a bad opponent. Being able to reach this step, you can already be proud of yourself. I'm somewhat reluctant to kill you, but that Demon Lotus that brought you out of the void—you still need to hand it over. Otherwise, I will still kill you!" The young man stared at Lin Feng, his eyes still like a sharp blade, pressing down on Lin Feng without yielding an inch.
"We'll meet again!" Lin Feng said indifferently, then his figure flickered as he leaped into the distance.
"Want to leave? Do you think you can?" The young man snorted coldly. His figure flickered, and a blade radiance slashed directly out, cutting through the air like a spatial wind blade.
"Buzz!" Lin Feng's body suddenly disappeared from where it was. When he reappeared, he was already several hundred meters away, and in another direction, the blade radiance that had been slashed forward struck empty air.
"A spatial sacred artifact?" The blade-wielding young man's eyes trembled. He watched Lin Feng continue to flicker and leap away, extremely fast, giving off a carefree and unrestrained feeling.
"Where do you think you're going!" The blade-wielding young man's body was wrapped in Wind Essence. With each step he took, he covered a space, also a marvelous footwork—a divine ability footwork incorporating Space Essence, extremely fast.
The distance between the two continuously closed. However, at that moment, a sword cry rang through the air. A dazzling light suddenly flickered, blindingly bright. The blade-wielding young man looked ahead but only saw a pair of icy-cold pupils. Those pupils seemed to want to make him sink into them, make his soul tremble. They were demonic eyes, profound and deep.
"Kill!" The icy killing aura made the blade-wielding young man feel a deathly chill. His eyes struggled fiercely, then regained clarity. Immediately, he saw a dazzling sword radiance slashing toward him, even more terrifying than the previous sword.
"Scram!" Blade light bloomed. The fused Essence blade technique slashed out instantly. However, this hastily launched attack didn't unleash the absolute power of the blade technique—only about half its strength.
"Boom, crack!" A brilliant sword light actually broke through the blade light, charging toward him, giving the blade-wielding young man a feeling of death.
"Go!" The young man suddenly transformed into a hurricane, rolling through the void and fleeing. In an instant, he appeared in the sky. That flash of sword light vanished, ultimately failing to strike him, but it still startled him into a cold sweat. That was close.
By this time, Lin Feng's figure had long since disappeared into the distance. Staring at the afterimage in the void, the blade-wielding young man's eyes were extremely cold. In his moment of carelessness, he had nearly been cut down by the opponent.
Lin Feng paid no attention to the blade-wielding young man's feelings. In his view, the other was just a passerby on this battlefield. On the killing battlefield, everyone was cold and ruthless. He didn't need to dwell on the other—looking around, there was killing everywhere. Even without the blade-wielding young man trying to kill him, there would be others.
This battlefield passage was very large, extremely vast. Moving from the edge toward the center, Lin Feng had already changed his face to that of the Cursed One.
As he entered the central area of the battlefield, Lin Feng noticed that the number of people fighting had clearly increased. Killing was everywhere. The people here held life in contempt, regardless of origin, regardless of where you came from. There was only killing, only training. The people who came here did so to become stronger.
As Lin Feng flickered through the void, many people passed by him, their auras cold, their killing intent fierce. However, those people directly ignored Lin Feng. Perhaps in their eyes, a Ninth Layer Heavenly Martial Realm cultivator wasn't worth their effort, having no training value. Of course, some would cast contemptuous glances at Lin Feng—a Ninth Layer Heavenly Martial Realm cultivator daring to step into the passage battlefield connecting the Eight Wastelands and the Nine Abyss Twelve Kingdoms, truly not knowing the immensity of heaven and earth.
Not only them, but Lin Feng himself also noticed that, apparently, aside from himself, he hadn't seen a second Heavenly Martial Realm cultivator in this space. They were all at the Sovereign Martial Realm. Here, his cultivation was the lowest.
"Hmm?" At that moment, Lin Feng's eyes gazed into the distance. He actually saw a familiar figure, frantically fighting amidst the rolling yellow sand. This person's body was enveloped in Buddhist golden light, with a Buddha statue behind him. Even his entire body had turned golden, battling enemies and breaking through opponents, actually fighting six mid-rank Sovereign Martial Realm cultivators simultaneously.
The figure, transformed into an indestructible golden body, opened and closed his mouth, continuously spitting out Sanskrit sounds that turned into golden Sanskrit characters floating in the void, becoming powerful attack methods. A single sound wave attack shook people's souls, then a golden palm print directly obliterated someone. In just a few exchanges, he had killed a Fourth Layer Sovereign Martial Realm expert.
"Even a Buddha loves to fight?" Lin Feng murmured softly. This person was none other than the eminent disciple of the Heavenly Thunder Sound Temple, one of the Ten Great Prodigies—Kongming Monk.
"His strength is greater than mine!" Seeing Kongming Monk's battle, Lin Feng felt a shock in his heart. Second Layer Sovereign Martial Realm cultivation, Fifth Layer Essence, powerful sound wave attacks, surging Buddhist techniques, indestructible golden body—Kongming Monk fought against multiple experts. In the blink of an eye, he had successively killed four mid-rank Sovereign Martial Realm experts. His combat power could be called terrifying.
The last two remaining began to fear and didn't dare to continue fighting. They actually tried to flee, but under the Buddhist light, even escaping was impossible. They were both obliterated. Where was this a Buddha? It was clearly a demon of slaughter.
Everything—don't trust appearances.
Buddhas could also become demons. Kongming Monk, a Buddhist disciple of the Heavenly Thunder Sound Temple, killed with extreme ferocity, domineering without bound.
"In the past, when the Prophet made his prophecy, Kongming Monk was the most mysterious. He made the Prophet not speak of him, but from the Prophet's reaction, it could be seen that Kongming Monk's talent could definitely match Jun Moxi's Undying Nether King Body. Yet in the Eight Wastelands, one rarely heard of any remarkable battle achievements from him. I didn't expect him to be so domineering on this battlefield."
Lin Feng thought to himself. Among the Ten Great Prodigies of the Eight Wastelands, some were extremely arrogant—like that Great Roc, relying on being a divine bird Golden-Winged Great Roc, unruly and looking down on the world. But others were typically low-key. Kongming Monk was one such example. Wen Tian Ge was also relatively low-key.
But being low-key didn't necessarily mean weak. From the ferocity Kongming Monk had just displayed, he could probably contend with that Roc bird.
"We meet again!" A crisp voice came. Lin Feng's eyes turned slightly, and then he saw a breathtakingly beautiful face. Those enchanting eyes could make one sink.
"Yiren Lei!" A hint of surprise flickered in Lin Feng's eyes. Yiren Lei was also on this battlefield. It seemed that those who were unfathomable were not limited to Kongming alone!
PS: Everyone, when I'm exploding chapters, please don't let the flowers be so pitiful. This is the fifth chapter, and only a dozen or so flowers. I'm sweating here!