# Chapter 1334: Overbearing Demon Overlord
In the imperial palace, within a courtyard pavilion outside one of the palaces, a group of noble youths gathered. Among them, several wore imperial robes, clearly descendants of the Ice Emperor, noble and proud, gathered together drinking tea and wine.
The imperial palace built upon this vast, endless glacier mountain range could not possibly house only the family of the Sovereign Lord and Martial Emperor. Any major power of the Ice and Snow Empire could enter the imperial city. Beneath the feet of the emperor, bathed in the radiance of the divine temple, the stronger the power, the closer they were to the temple. The hierarchy was strict, but friction and scheming were constant, especially in this era of dual supremacy between the Ice Emperor and the Snow Sovereign, which further divided the powers.
"Your Highness, it seems Yiren Lei has declined Dao He's challenge on behalf of her man," a young man said with a smile. The Dao family had hoped Yiren Lei would choose Dao He, and even the Snow Sovereign had hinted at this intention. Thus, the Dao family was extremely loyal to the Snow Sovereign, escorting Yiren Lei back to the empire not just for her sake, but for their descendant, Dao He.
Now, Yiren Lei had brought back a man and intended to enter the divine temple with him. Didn't that mean the Dao family and Dao He had no part in this? Urging Dao He to challenge Lin Feng and eliminate him had become a logical course of action.
"I heard Yiren Lei's man seems to be breaking through, about to step into the Venerable Martial Realm," the young man in the imperial robe said, taking a small sip of wine and letting out a low laugh.
"Haha, Venerable Martial..." The others exchanged glances and laughed. Among those present, the weakest were all above the First Layer of Venerable Martial Realm. Just breaking through to Venerable Martial was laughable.
"Your Highness stepped into the Fourth Layer of Venerable Martial Realm last year. Even fighting a Sixth Layer Venerable Martial cultivator would be effortless. Just one step away from being able to fight a Sovereign Lord alone," a woman with bright eyes and white teeth said in a sweet voice. She too was from a noble family, casting flirtatious glances at the young man as she spoke, hoping one day to lie on the imperial bed, beneath the prince.
"That woman Yiren Lei doesn't appreciate kindness. Your Highness taking a liking to her is her blessing, yet she casually finds a man to brush things off. How ridiculous. Why don't we humiliate her a bit?"
"How shall we humiliate her?" someone nearby immediately asked, seeming somewhat interested.
The man who had spoken stood up with a smile, his eyes flickering as he said to the prince, "Your Highness, I'll send someone to Yiren Lei's palace right away, saying Your Highness invites her and her man for a chat. If they come, they'll be at our mercy for humiliation. If they don't come, we can humiliate them just the same!"
The young man in the imperial robe said nothing, still lowering his head to savor his wine as if he hadn't heard. Knowing the prince's temperament, the man's eyes showed a hint of a smile as he walked off into the distance, clearly going to find someone to deliver the invitation.
As expected, moments later, an armored soldier announced himself and directly arrived above Yiren Lei's palace.
Yiren Lei's expression was cold and proud as she looked up at the sky, a trace of killing intent emanating from her eyes.
"Princess Yiren Lei, the Sixth Prince has sent me to invite you and your husband for a visit," the armored soldier in the sky said. He wore battle armor, imposing and majestic, and his cultivation was at the Fifth Layer of Venerable Martial Realm, clearly to prevent Yiren Lei from directly attacking and killing him as she had last time.
"Tell him my man is busy," Yiren Lei replied coldly.
"If he's busy, you may come alone," the armored soldier in the sky continued, his tone carrying a hint of pressure.
"I'm busy too!" Yiren Lei released a chill of cold intent, a murderous aura spreading out.
"The Sixth Prince instructed me to tell you that if you're busy, he will send someone to invite you every day from now on. You won't be able to avoid it forever," the man said indifferently, then his body moved, soaring away into the distance.
A trace of displeasure flashed across Yiren Lei's brow. She turned her head, her gaze falling on the room where Lin Feng was cultivating, and murmured softly, "Man, how long will this breakthrough of yours take?"
Time passed slowly. In the imperial palace of the Ice and Snow Empire, a new source of amusement seemed to have emerged. The Sixth Prince's men arrived daily, descending upon Yiren Lei's palace. But no matter the time, Yiren Lei refused them all, though she knew the Sixth Prince and his group were using this to humiliate Lin Feng.
But Lin Feng was still cultivating. What could she do? She could only guard here quietly. After all, this time Lin Feng was breaking through to the Venerable Martial Realm, which was extremely important to him and couldn't be interrupted. This made Yiren Lei smile bitterly. She hadn't even had Lin Feng protect her yet, but now she was the one protecting him first.
In the blink of an eye, two months had passed. During this time, Yiren Lei and Lin Feng had not left their residence, causing many to mock them as cowards. Were they planning to hide until the divine temple opened? There was only one month left until the temple's opening.
The most frustrated person during these two months was undoubtedly Yiren Lei. Through the Six Desires Heaven Technique, she had fallen into the six desires and gained tremendous benefits, her cultivation directly stepping into the Second Layer of Venerable Martial Realm, even approaching the peak of the Second Layer. But because of Lin Feng, she had been unable to consolidate her cultivation and assault the Third Layer of Venerable Martial Realm.
The Sixth Prince's men arrived daily, and Dao He's challenge had been issued several times. Although she didn't care what those people thought, it was still unpleasant.
"One more month," Yiren Lei said, still leaning against the railing in the pavilion before Lin Feng's cultivation room, gazing into the distance. One month until the divine temple opened, and less than forty days until the agreement of the emperors.
"Creak!" At that moment, a crisp sound rang out. In the quiet environment, this sound was especially clear, causing Yiren Lei's heart to tremble slightly. Then, she turned her gaze toward the long-closed room, a stunning smile appearing on her cold and proud face.
At this moment, Lin Feng's eyes were deeper and more restrained. There was no powerful aura; in fact, his presence seemed completely withdrawn, calm, peaceful, and serene, as if returning to simplicity. Lin Feng had experienced this state once before when he had refined his sword heart and returned to his origins. But as he entered the mortal world, that transcendent aura seemed to have been eroded and infected, unable to truly transcend beyond the mundane.
Yiren Lei's figure flickered as she arrived beside Lin Feng, extending her jade-like hand, soft as if boneless, habitually hooking it around Lin Feng's neck. Her body leaned against his, her breath like orchid, as she said sweetly, "My man, you've finally decided to come out!"
"You don't have to tempt me into seclusion again the moment I emerge, do you?" Lin Feng said with a light laugh. His deep eyes faintly revealed a proud, world-dominating intent. Especially up close, Yiren Lei could feel it more clearly. After breaking through to Venerable Martial, Lin Feng's temperament seemed to have changed, completely different. The old Lin Feng was also sharp, but he didn't have this restrained confidence. If she had to use one word to describe Lin Feng at this moment, it would be: Overbearing Demon Overlord!
"Is it because of the demonic technique he cultivates?" Yiren Lei murmured to herself. As martial cultivators practice techniques and grow stronger, changes in temperament are inevitable. Those who cultivate evil techniques develop an evil temperament. She cultivated the Six Desires Heaven Technique, which allowed her to be infinitely seductive. This temperament might not be Lin Feng's original nature, but the overbearing nature of the demonic technique would naturally give rise to such a temperament.
"Who told you to make me fall into the six desires?" Yiren Lei radiated infinite seduction, reigniting the flames of desire within Lin Feng. He couldn't help but think to himself, falling into the six desires with Yiren Lei—that feeling seemed to make him addicted, as if he wanted to sink into it, truly degenerate. Yiren Lei's casual seduction had an even stronger attraction for him now, forcing him to marvel at the power of the Six Desires Heaven Technique. If even he was like this, others cultivating ordinary techniques would be completely degenerate, unable to extricate themselves.
"And aren't you the one making me fall into them?" Lin Feng's eyes carried a faint, overbearing intent as he stared into Yiren Lei's eyes.
Yiren Lei let out a charming laugh and whispered, "These hundred days, Yiren is completely yours. My man, I fall because of you!"
Hearing Yiren Lei's moving voice, Lin Feng cursed softly, "You seductress!"
With that, he directly embraced Yiren Lei's delicate body and stepped into the cultivation room. Moments later, soul-stirring sounds emerged as the two fell together into the six desires.
After a bout of passion, Lin Feng felt not the slightest fatigue. Instead, his spirit and energy were condensed and undispersed, the blood and qi within his body rolling endlessly. The fatigue born from cultivation seemed to be swept away in an instant. Beside him, the snow-white, peerlessly beautiful woman had eyes like spring water, her seductive gaze like silk threads, also nourished. Her seductive eyes stared at Lin Feng, making him feel the urge to battle again. He couldn't help but silently curse her as a nation-ruining, people-destroying seductress. This Six Desires Heaven Technique was truly overbearing.
"Princess!" A rolling voice came from the distance. Yiren Lei's body moved, and in an instant, her clothes were on, wrapping around her perfect figure.
Lin Feng stood up, his brow slightly furrowed, a trace of displeasure in his eyes.
"Who is it?" Lin Feng asked Yiren Lei indifferently.
"It's all because of you. That Sixth Prince has been sending someone every day to invite you. I've been refusing on your behalf, but they seem to enjoy it," Yiren Lei said softly. Then the two walked outside together, where they saw the Fifth Layer Venerable Martial Realm expert, as usual, announcing himself and directly stepping in, standing high in the sky.
Seeing Lin Feng walk out with Yiren Lei, the man's eyes paused for a moment, then he said coldly with a smile, "So you've finally come out."
"Something?" Lin Feng looked coldly at the armored soldier who dared to look down on him from above.
"The Sixth Prince wants to see you," the man said arrogantly, as if the Sixth Prince wanting to see Lin Feng was a great honor for him.
"He wants to see me?" Lin Feng asked back.
"Yes!"
"Then tell him to come see me," Lin Feng replied coldly, causing the man's eyes to freeze, staring at Lin Feng with some amusement: "What status does the Sixth Prince have? You want the prince to come see you?"
"You said he wants to see me. I have no interest in seeing him," Lin Feng said coldly.
"Very well!" A cold gleam flashed in the man's eyes. He turned around, preparing to leave.
"Wait!" Lin Feng's voice rolled out, making him stop. He turned around and looked at Lin Feng, saying, "Is there anything else you want to say?"
Lin Feng's footsteps slowly walked forward, then his body soared into the air, arriving before the armored soldier. The soldier looked at Lin Feng, and then he saw a pair of deep, boundless dark pupils. Within those pupils, an overbearing, unparalleled demonic will bloomed, causing his mind to tremble violently. The powerful, terrifying demonic will seemed about to shatter his own will.
"Boom!" Lin Feng's foot stepped forward, and then a terrifying fist slammed into him. The overbearing force blasted his internal organs into turmoil, and his body was directly sent flying out of the palace.
"What status does my woman have? How dare you speak from above her head!" The overbearing, cold voice spat from Lin Feng's mouth, transmitting far into the distance.
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