# Chapter 1342: Sword Qi Appears Again
The Ice Lion Knight Regiment moved quickly. After about the time it takes for two incense sticks to burn, the knight regiment arrived before a vast mansion and surrounded the main courtyard.
The Mo Clan could be considered a prosperous family within the Imperial City of the Ice Mountain Empire, but they still could not compare to the Nalan Clan. Therefore, the moment they saw the Ice Lion Knight Regiment descend, many people thought to themselves that the Mo Clan was about to suffer disaster. Of course, it was also possible that the Mo Clan would choose to sacrifice their Second Young Master, Mo Yunyao.
Many people stood in the distance watching. Lin Feng and Yiren Lei's bodies rose into the air and descended upon a tall tower a thousand meters away from the Mo Clan, gazing into the distance at the Mo residence. If not for Jingyun, he naturally would not have bothered to meddle in such affairs.
The people of the Ice Lion Knight Regiment did not attack the Mo Clan; instead, they seemed to be waiting for something. At that moment, a furious roar sounded from afar. In the sky, a powerful demon beast, an Ice Winged Snow Lion, came rolling in. The lion, covered entirely in ice, exuded an aura of majesty, as if it were the king among these demon beasts.
Standing atop the Ice Winged Snow Lion were several figures: a young man and two old men guarding him. The crowd naturally recognized the young man's identity—Nalan Yu of the Nalan Clan!
"That Mo Yunyao is really impulsive, attacking Nalan Yu over a woman. Now, he's probably finished!" many people whispered among themselves.
"Smash it open!" The young man stood atop the Ice Winged Snow Lion and lazily uttered a single command. Instantly, the lion below roared, trampled the ground, and charged forward with a thunderous rumble. The Mo Clan's gates and walls all cracked and were crushed into powder beneath the hooves of the Ice Knight Regiment.
Almost simultaneously, a group of figures walked out from within the Mo Clan. The old men at the front all had looks of reverence in their eyes. But at the very front, two people were being led forward bound in chains. Seeing this, the crowd understood—it seemed the Mo Clan truly intended to sacrifice Mo Yunyao.
However, when Lin Feng's gaze fell upon the beautiful woman who was bound, a sharp light suddenly shot from his eyes.
"Jingyun!" Lin Feng's heart trembled slightly. It was still that clean, beautiful face. The once innocent young girl had matured considerably, seeming even more alluring. But now, Jingyun's face carried a hint of paleness. Bound like that, how could she possibly be comfortable?
"She really is your friend?" Yiren Lei asked Lin Feng in a low voice.
"Mm." Lin Feng nodded. Jingyun could be considered one of his earliest close female friends after arriving in this world. How could he possibly forget? Duan Feng and Jingyun, those sisters, had once gone out to travel together. Now he only saw Jingyun, and he had no idea how Duan Feng was doing.
"I'll handle this." Lin Feng said softly to Yiren Lei, then his figure flickered and instantly disappeared from where he stood.
At this moment, Nalan Yu stood in the void, looking down upon the Mo Clan members. His gaze was filled with icy arrogance. He had actually been beaten by Mo Yunyao.
The Mo Clan members trembled with fear. Nalan Yu had even brought the Ice Winged Snow Lion, a demon beast that was a third-level Demon Venerable, with terrifying strength.
"Nalan Young General, Mo Yunyao offended Young Master Nalan and deserves to die ten thousand deaths. The Mo Clan is willing to hand him over to the Young General for whatever punishment you see fit." At this moment, the leading old man spoke. He was Mo Yunyao's grand-uncle, the current ruler of the Mo Clan. That bastard Mo Yunyao had brought such a great disaster upon the family—he deserved to die.
"Get down!" Nalan Yu said coldly. The Ice Winged Snow Lion descended before the Mo Clan crowd. Nalan Yu's eyes were icy as he stared at Mo Yunyao: "I told you long ago that I would make you die without knowing how. Your family would obediently hand you over. Now, tell me—do you want your life, or do you want the woman?"
"Nalan Yu, Fourth Young Master of the Nalan Clan. Among your generation in the Nalan family, you have the weakest strength, at the Fourth Layer of Heavenly Martial Realm. All day long, you rely on your family's power to throw your weight around. Nalan Yu, you're nothing but a degenerate!" Although Mo Yunyao was bound by iron chains, his handsome face still showed utter disdain for Nalan Yu as he insulted him without restraint.
"Good, very good!" Nalan Yu did not get angry. His eyes were cold as he turned his gaze to Jingyun beside him and licked his lips slightly: "I'll humiliate your woman right in front of you and see if you'll come crawling to me like a dog, begging for mercy."
With that, Nalan Yu's steps moved toward Jingyun, a lecherous smile on his face: "If you won't be my woman, I'll make you suffer!"
"Animal! Let her go!" Mo Yunyao roared furiously, but Nalan Yu seemed to enjoy his reaction.
"Grand-uncle, you know very well how my grandfather and parents have been treated in the Mo Clan. Now that I've offended the Nalan Clan and you want to sacrifice me, I willingly accept punishment. But Jingyun has nothing to do with our Mo Clan. I beg you to let her go." Mo Yunyao shouted at the Mo Clan's family head.
"Shut up!" Mo Yangfeng coldly shouted at Mo Yunyao. At a time of life and death for the family, how could he care about the life of a single woman?
"Heh heh." Nalan Yu chuckled lightly and said to Mo Yangfeng: "Old Patriarch Mo, if I want to do something, you won't stop me, will you?"
"Everything is at Young Master Nalan's disposal." Mo Yangfeng said respectfully. Faced with the Nalan Clan's overwhelming power, he had to submit.
"Then what if I want the Patriarch himself to strip this woman's clothes off?" A hint of malice flashed in Nalan Yu's eyes. Anyone who dared offend him—whether Mo Yunyao, Jingyun, or the Mo Clan members—would all be prepared to have their reputations ruined.
Mo Yangfeng's expression stiffened, turning very ugly. Nalan Yu wanted him to ruin his own reputation.
"I will follow Young Master Nalan's arrangements." Mo Yangfeng replied. Before the family, everything could be sacrificed.
"Then why haven't you started?" Nalan Yu said wickedly.
Mo Yangfeng's steps were stiff as he slowly walked toward Jingyun.
"Mo Yangfeng, you animal!" Mo Yunyao's eyes were bloodshot as he roared. Looking at that beautiful but pale face, he felt unbearable pain.
"Jingyun, I'm sorry."
"It's not your fault. I have bad luck." A trace of mist appeared in Jingyun's eyes as she shook her head slightly at Mo Yunyao. Watching Mo Yangfeng approach, she closed her eyes. What came to her mind was the bright smile of that handsome young man from the Black Wind Ridge in days past. That youth held a sword, sang boldly, and walked forward with reckless abandon. Now, how was he doing?
Mo Yangfeng's hand slowly reached toward Jingyun. His old face was slightly flushed.
"Stop!" At this moment, a clear voice rang out, causing Mo Yangfeng's hand to freeze slightly. Then, the crowd saw a young man slowly walk into their midst.
Jingyun's body trembled slightly. Then her beautiful eyes opened, and what came into view was still that bright smile, just like the one in her mind moments ago.
Tears slowly slid down. Jingyun let out a soft sob. She never expected that in the Nine Abyss Twelve Kingdoms, they would still meet again.
"He seems even more charismatic, and his bright gaze is even deeper." Jingyun's lips moved slightly, but she didn't know what to say. She had thought she could fall in love with Mo Yunyao, the man who would give everything for her. But at that moment, she knew she still couldn't let go of this man. Although she wouldn't fight for him, and she had no right to fight for him, her heart wouldn't lie to itself.
At this moment, Lin Feng had already removed his disguise, revealing his original face, carrying a bright smile as he looked at the young woman before him.
The surrounding crowd looked strangely at this young man who had suddenly appeared. It seemed he knew Jingyun.
Watching Lin Feng walk toward Jingyun, Mo Yangfeng frowned and said coldly: "Sir, you should stop there."
Lin Feng looked up slightly at Mo Yangfeng and said: "Is Jingyun a member of your Mo Clan?"
"No!" Mo Yangfeng replied coldly.
"I'll give you one chance. Right now, release Jingyun from her chains and kneel down to apologize!" Lin Feng said coldly. "You only have one chance."
Mo Yangfeng was stunned by Lin Feng's words, as if he had heard some ridiculous joke. Not only him, but others also found Lin Feng somewhat laughable. Kneel down and apologize?
"Young man, having reached the First Layer of Honored Martial Realm is not easy for you. Now, get lost immediately!" Mo Yangfeng's eyes flashed with a cold, sharp light. He was already troubled enough by the Nalan Clan affair and didn't want any more complications. Besides, not knowing Lin Feng's background, he didn't dare to easily make a move against a young Venerable.
"First Layer of Honored Martial Realm? How old is this guy, and he's already a Venerable?" The crowd was surprised. However, Mo Yangfeng's cultivation was at the Third Layer of Honored Martial Realm. The First Layer of Honored Martial Realm still seemed somewhat inadequate.
"Using my friend to atone for your family's sins. Very good!" Lin Feng's steps slowly advanced. Instantly, an overwhelming killing intent spread out, sharp and boundless, causing Mo Yangfeng's eyes to suddenly narrow. Such a strong killing intent, as if powerful sword qi was fused within it.
"I gave you your chance!" Lin Feng's eyes seemed to shoot out a dazzling sharp sword, slaughtering everything, lawless and heaven-defying.
"Chi, chi... boom!" A heaven-shrouding sword qi howled through the air, madly surging toward Mo Yangfeng. Yet Lin Feng's pace remained unhurried, each step forward as if this overwhelming sword intent was casually summoned. With every step, Mo Yangfeng felt the illusion of being pierced by ten thousand swords.
"Pfft..." Mo Yangfeng's steps retreated slightly. A storm seemed to rage in his heart, and he was extremely furious. It seemed he had offended not only the Nalan Clan but also this young man, who was clearly no kind soul. A First Layer Honored Martial Realm cultivator, yet when he stepped forward, he gave Mo Yangfeng a suffocating sense of pressure, as if he might die beneath the sword at any moment.
"Get lost!"
"Boom, crack!" The overwhelming sword qi forced Mo Yangfeng to retreat several steps, his face turning pale.
Jingyun's beautiful eyes showed a stunned expression. Her lips moved slightly as she stared unblinkingly at Lin Feng. The youth who had once walked out of Snow Moon had already grown to such a level!
P.S.: In the not-too-distant future, Lin Feng may encounter new realms. Some old plot threads from before should be tied up. If I've forgotten any, everyone please remind me!