Chapter 1335: Absolute Crushing
This voice rolled through the air, as if shattering the two months of calm. Lin Feng, ever since arriving at the Snow Moon Empire's imperial palace, was finally showing himself for the second time. And this time, he did so with an overwhelming posture, directly blasting a Fifth Layer of Sovereign Martial Realm armored soldier flying with a single punch.
This single punch seemed to also blast away the stifled frustration that had been building in Yiren Lei's heart over these past days. She even felt a faint illusion of seeing the clouds part to reveal the moon. What stirred her heart, which had remained unmoved, was Lin Feng's final domineering words: "What status does my woman have, and who are you to speak down to her?"
Seeing Lin Feng's body land beside her, Yiren Lei's beautiful eyes revealed a watery smile. She looked at Lin Feng and said, "My man, you seem different. More domineering."
"Is that a bad thing?" Lin Feng's lips curled into a faint smile as he looked at the enchanting woman before him. Falling into depravity a second time, he still felt as if floating among immortals, an endless delight, as if he wished he could forever sink beneath Yiren Lei.
Fortunately, his demonic art was powerful and overbearing, able to restrain the Six Desires Heavenly Art; otherwise, he truly would have been unable to extricate himself.
"Of course it's good. It's just that... being able to kill a Fifth Layer of Sovereign Martial Realm with one punch makes Yiren find it hard to believe this is something someone who just entered the Sovereign Martial Realm could do."
"He's just an armored soldier, the ordinary type of Fifth Layer of Sovereign Martial Realm. Besides, I struck first with my demonic eye, so landing that blow easily was only natural," Lin Feng said calmly. Defeating an ordinary Fifth Layer of Sovereign Martial Realm cultivator gave him no sense of pride—perhaps he was already used to it.
"If you hadn't used the demonic eye and fought at full strength, how many punches would it take to defeat him?" Yiren Lei asked with a smile.
Lin Feng raised an eyebrow slightly, looking into Yiren Lei's eyes with a grin. "If I went all out... it should still be... one punch."
Yiren Lei's beautiful eyes blinked a few times as she looked at the sharply defined man. She chuckled softly, "In that case, you can handle those who are clamoring. Since my man is already this formidable, you'd better protect Yiren well."
"You are the master of the Six Desires Heavenly Art. After our fall, you directly advanced to the Second Layer of Sovereign Martial Realm. I don't think Fairy Yiren is any weaker than me," Lin Feng said with a smile, looking at the woman. She had always given him the feeling of being impossible to see through. At the First Layer of Sovereign Martial Realm, she had already concealed a Fifth Layer Water Essence. And since the Six Desires Heavenly Art was her main cultivation method, and the two of them had fallen together, Lin Feng couldn't even begin to guess her full combat power now.
"My man, there are still forty days. In these forty days, shouldn't you at least stop calling me 'fairy'?" Yiren Lei looked at Lin Feng with plaintive eyes.
"Alright. For these forty days, you are my woman." Lin Feng's hands caressed Yiren Lei's cheeks, his eyes unfathomably deep. If before, Yiren Lei could still read a hint of Lin Feng, now she couldn't see through him at all.
At the same time, the armored soldier who had been sent flying by Lin Feng's punch arrived at the Sixth Prince's palace. His qi and blood were still churning, and the armor on his body had long since shattered, blown to pieces by Lin Feng's fist.
The Sixth Prince and the others present saw his disheveled state and their expressions tightened. He asked coldly, "What happened?"
"Your Highness, the man of Yiren Lei... he came out of the house," the man said, his face pale, not daring to meet the Sixth Prince's eyes.
"Get to the point!" The Sixth Prince seemed impatient, a sharp gleam of ice in his eyes.
"He said that if Your Highness wanted to see him, he would go there to meet you. And then..."
"And then he injured you and threw you out?" The icy chill in the Sixth Prince's eyes seemed suffocating. Go there to meet him? What audacity.
"Yes," the armored soldier replied, bowing his head.
"Has his cultivation broken through to the Sovereign Martial Realm? How did he injure you?" the Sixth Prince asked.
"First Layer of Sovereign Martial Realm. He cultivates a demonic eye, which contains a powerful Demon King's will. I only looked into his eyes, and then I was sent flying," the man answered with difficulty.
"Demonic eye?" The Sixth Prince was somewhat surprised. A demonic eye containing a Demon King's will that even a Fifth Layer of Sovereign Martial Realm cultivator couldn't withstand? Interesting. But in the end, he was only at the First Layer of Sovereign Martial Realm. No matter how monstrous his talent, what could he do? Even if he could defeat a Fifth Layer of Sovereign Martial Realm cultivator in a fair fight, it only proved his talent, not his strength. After all, the Sixth Prince could easily crush an ordinary Fifth Layer of Sovereign Martial Realm cultivator.
Even Dao He could easily kill an ordinary Fifth Layer of Sovereign Martial Realm cultivator.
"Spread the word. At noon today, I will host a banquet in my palace for all the princes and princesses. Also, make sure to inform Dao He. And go to my imperial sister's place again. Tell her I am holding a banquet to welcome her man," the Sixth Prince ordered. The man's expression froze, his gaze stiffening. Go again?
"Don't worry. If he doesn't come this time, I will go personally to invite him," the Sixth Prince said indifferently. The man acknowledged the order and bowed as he withdrew.
The news that Yiren Lei's man had punched the Sixth Prince's subordinate flying ten thousand meters spread instantly. At the same time, all the imperial nobles—whether of the Ice Emperor's lineage or the Snow Lord's bloodline—received invitations from the Sixth Prince. He was hosting a banquet to welcome Yiren Lei's man.
Everyone understood that it wouldn't be just a simple welcome. It seemed there was more drama to come.
At noon, in the Sixth Prince's palace, the vast, spacious courtyard was filled with gathered imperial nobles, lively and bustling. Some charming beauties even danced with swords in the center of the crowd, creating a pleasant scene.
"Your Highness, that Yiren Lei and her man are truly ungrateful," someone said as the crowd had all arrived, yet Yiren Lei and Lin Feng were conspicuously absent.
After all, today's banquet was nominally held for Yiren Lei's man.
"It's fine as long as they come," the Sixth Prince said, unconcerned. His gaze was fixed on the beautiful woman dancing with a sword in the pool, but his eyes told others his mind was elsewhere.
"Hmph, if he comes, I'll make sure he regrets it!"
The crowd chatted amicably, while the other side remained quite quiet. That was the Snow Lord's lineage, mostly women, all of them beauties. Many of them were jealous of Yiren Lei because she was the only princess chosen by the Snow Lord this time to enter the divine temple. That was why, on that day, when Lin Feng walked out of the Ice Emperor's palace, there had been provocations.
Of course, that was only some of the women. Many beautiful women remained cold and aloof, not fond of talking, silently cultivating to improve themselves. Since their mother had chosen Yiren Lei this time, it meant that next time, they would all have a chance. The Snow Lord's purpose this time was to break this established rule.
At the lower end of those women, a figure stood alone, conspicuously noticeable. This person exuded a chilling aura, sharp as a blade. His eyes stared at the distant entrance, faint traces of blade light flickering from his pupils. Because of Lin Feng, the dream he had cherished for years had been shattered. Not only had he failed to win the beauty, but he also couldn't enter the Ice and Snow Divine Temple.
The Sixth Prince's eyes glanced at Dao He, and he said with a faint smile, "I hear that my imperial sister's man can easily defeat a Fifth Layer of Sovereign Martial Realm cultivator. That makes me, at the Fourth Layer of Sovereign Martial Realm, feel ashamed. I wonder if I would be easily defeated too."
Dao He's brows furrowed, his coldness intensifying. His cultivation was at the Third Layer of Sovereign Martial Realm.
Dao He did not dismiss Lin Feng as lightly as the Sixth Prince did. He took him quite seriously. After all, Lin Feng had once fought to the death and killed a Sixth Layer of Sovereign Martial Realm cultivator. But that had been an accident. He had seen that day that Lin Feng's true combat power couldn't even defeat a Fifth Layer of Sovereign Martial Realm cultivator without relying on a sacred artifact. Now that Lin Feng had broken through to the Sovereign Martial Realm, without a sacred artifact, Dao He was still confident he could defeat him. After all, his blade intent itself was a sacred artifact.
"Your Highness jests. Your Highness's combat power cannot be judged by mere cultivation realm. Besides, Your Highness also said that man defeated a Fifth Layer of Sovereign Martial Realm cultivator only by relying on a sneak attack with his demonic eye. If we're talking about true combat power, a First Layer of Sovereign Martial Realm cultivator fighting an ordinary Fourth Layer of Sovereign Martial Realm cultivator would already be his limit."
"Perhaps even Fourth Layer of Sovereign Martial Realm is overestimating him. I, at the Second Layer of Sovereign Martial Realm, might be able to easily crush him," another young man chimed in, trying to please the Sixth Prince. The atmosphere seemed to liven up.
"How would you crush me?" At that moment, a rolling voice came from afar, causing the smiles on everyone's faces to freeze. Their gazes turned to the distance.
There, two figures approached side by side. One of them was none other than Princess Yiren Lei. The moment they saw Yiren Lei, everyone's eyes went wide, as if they couldn't believe what they were seeing, revealing expressions of disbelief.
The cold, aloof Princess Yiren—at this moment, the smile on her face was breathtakingly beautiful, as if it could make all the men in the world fall for her. That smile seemed to melt people's bones. So beautiful. Was this really the cold, aloof Princess Yiren?
But the eyesore was that this stunningly beautiful princess was now leaning sweetly against a man—Lin Feng.
Many people's eyes turned icy cold as they glared at Lin Feng, extremely hostile. A sharp sound rang out, and from Dao He's body, blade intent even began to emanate.
But then, the man and Yiren Lei landed on the ground. The crowd in the middle parted. Lin Feng released Yiren Lei and walked toward the person who had just spoken. His eyes, as domineering as a tyrant, were filled with endless sharpness. Every step he took made a dull sound, as if stepping on the hearts of the crowd.
The coldness in everyone's eyes seemed to dissolve in an instant, no longer able to remain sharp. It was as if their confidence was shattering.
Lin Feng walked up to the man who had said he could crush him. His overbearing eyes looked down on him, causing the young man's hands, resting under the table, to tremble slightly. The tyrannical aura in Lin Feng's eyes seemed to crush him. Just standing there, Lin Feng gave him a suffocating pressure. It was as if he was born this way—supremely domineering, unrivaled, and unique.
In terms of aura, it was absolute crushing!
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