# Chapter 1356: Death Battle
"How can this be fought?" Lin Feng's heart trembled. He had never expected such a situation. The Divine Envoy had first positioned him as the ninth candidate, but now he was expected to fight thirty powerful warriors. How could this possibly be won!
"Senior Divine Envoy, thirty people is too difficult. I beg you to be merciful and allow him to give up!" Yiren Lei pleaded. She never underestimated Lin Feng's strength or talent, but thirty opponents was unthinkable. Moreover, this final opportunity would bring out the strongest remaining lineup. None of them would miss this chance. The consequences would be devastating—a hopeless, inescapable death trap.
"Begin!" The Divine Envoy looked at Lin Feng, ignoring Yiren Lei. This battle was inevitable. After all, Lin Feng was a demon cultivator who had set foot in the Ice and Snow Divine Temple. If his talent were poor, it might be overlooked, but Lin Feng's talent was exceptionally good. This was a chance given to him, even if that chance was more likely to send him to his death.
"Say no more!" Lin Feng smiled at Yiren Lei and stepped forward, standing on that path. The Divine Envoy would not change his decision. He had no choice but to fight to the death.
The moment his foot landed on the foremost point of the path, a thunderous explosion rang out. Rolling demonic energy surged skyward, spreading wildly. The figure standing there exuded an unrivaled, domineering aura, as if even heaven and earth could not stop his advance. Since there was no escape, he would battle the heavens and break through his enemies. Even if he could not win, his fighting spirit would remain unyielding.
The Divine Envoy's gaze shifted from Lin Feng to the crowd. He said calmly, "Begin!"
"Whoosh!" Countless figures shot forward simultaneously, swift as lightning, moving at an inconceivable speed. In an instant, people surrounded Lin Feng on all sides, packed tightly together, all vying for this final opportunity.
Many faces turned grim as they retreated. Those who were too slow had no choice but to follow the rules and fall back. What a pity—they would never reach the core of the Ice and Snow Divine Temple.
"Haah..." Yiren Lei, who had also secured a position on Lin Feng's periphery, let out a long breath. Fortunately, she had grabbed a spot. These people were terrifyingly fast, and now their auras surged with overwhelming power. This was the last chance, and Lin Feng's cultivation was only at the First Layer of Honored Martial Realm. Why wouldn't they want to kill him and take his place?
"Get ready!" The four princes of the Ice and Snow Empire positioned themselves around Lin Feng, releasing icy killing intent. They wanted Lin Feng's life.
At this moment, before the battle had even begun, Lin Feng felt dozens of terrifying auras pressing down on him, threatening to crush him, to suffocate him to death. Even his demonic energy seemed to lose its momentum. But his pitch-black eyes still burned with an indomitable demonic dominance. His battle intent blazed, and within his dark pupils, it seemed as though demon kings were about to charge forth.
"Fight!" The Divine Envoy shouted, and in an instant, battle intent soared to the heavens. Overwhelming attacks surged toward Lin Feng from all directions, as if this single strike would grind him to dust.
"Void Step!" Lin Feng thought, and the ancient path of void appeared. In an instant, the figures around him seemed to fall into empty space—close at hand, yet distant as the horizon, unable to touch Lin Feng's body.
Linglong Sacred Immortal Qi enveloped Lin Feng, making his eyes seem demonic and bewitching, an eerie blend of demon and yao.
"Snow Clan Demon Art!" The Divine Envoy in the air paused. Lin Feng was actually using the divine abilities of the Snow Clan. Moreover, he possessed Linglong Sacred Immortal Qi.
"Break! Break! Break!" Roars rolled endlessly. In an instant, the spatial power within Void Step was crushed and shattered, buying Lin Feng only a fleeting moment.
"Roar!" Lin Feng stomped the ground and roared to the heavens. Demonic and monstrous howls echoed as if demonic fiends were charging at the crowd, claws bared and fangs gnashing. At the same time, overwhelming sound waves trembled in the minds of the onlookers, forming the power of Sound Essence, as if it were about to be born.
"Slash! Slash!" Twin dazzling swords of death shot from Lin Feng's hands. This sword strike seemed to perfectly fuse the destructive power of four essences—Wind, Space, Lightning, and Desolation. Death Wind Slaughter—a modified fusion essence attack. It used the violence and destruction of the four essences as a point of convergence. Though it was no longer as fast as before, it could sever space itself, transforming into a blade of death.
Several figures attacking Lin Feng were directly cleaved apart by the power of Death Wind Slaughter. Blood rained down like a curtain. Even though their strength was immense, in that fleeting moment, they were torn apart alive. This sword strike was purely aimed at destruction.
"Die!" An icy Nether Ghost Claw stabbed directly into Lin Feng's back, tearing out a patch of blood. Sacred artifacts were forbidden here, so Lin Feng dared not use his sacred armor. If everyone could use sacred artifacts, he would gain no advantage and would die even faster. These prodigies—would they lack powerful sacred artifacts? Impossible.
"Boom!" Lin Feng's aura roared. Life Essence surged wildly as the cold ice invaded his body, trying to freeze him. But almost simultaneously, the one who had attacked Lin Feng was killed by another powerhouse hunting him. Why? Because the others could not allow him to claim Lin Feng's kill. Only by killing Lin Feng could they replace him.
"Roar..." Dragon cries echoed as demonic dragons howled. A terrifying sound like crashing waves seemed to destroy heaven and earth. Nine dragons appeared, coiling behind Lin Feng like nine demonic dragons, pitch-black and ferocious, shaking the hearts of all.
The crowd realized that Lin Feng was not so easy to kill. Their movements slowed slightly. After all, one person had just succeeded in attacking him, only to be torn apart by several others simultaneously. With this living example before them, no one dared act rashly. Even if they could kill Lin Feng, they might be killed by others before they succeeded.
When Lin Feng possessed absolute power greater than theirs, they would unite against him without hesitation. But when they had an overwhelming advantage to kill him, they had to consider the threat of their companions. The current situation clearly fell into the latter category. They could crush Lin Feng, but they had to guard against each other.
Lin Feng's eyes were pitch-black and boundless. The two dark demonic dragons in the air suddenly vanished. But above him, a Xuanyuan Battle Axe materialized, golden threads cascading down as if containing the power to split heaven and earth. At the same time, silver-white wings appeared on Lin Feng's back, dazzling and radiant. Now, Lin Feng dared not hold back anything. This was a life-and-death battle, a fight for his very life.
"It seems this man is not so easy to kill!" The crowd stared at Lin Feng. He looked like a demon god with feathered wings and a giant axe suspended above his head, majestic and domineering, like a peerless demonic overlord. Even in this situation, his battle intent soared to the heavens, exuding an air of pride, as if he would use his courage and fighting spirit to sever and shatter the entire world.
"Now is not the time for infighting. At the very least, we must severely wound him first!" The Sixth Prince of the Ice and Snow Empire stood before Lin Feng, his eyes cold and his battle intent sharp. A ripple of water spread around him, as if it could transform into fierce waves.
Lin Feng's eyes turned cold as he stared at the Sixth Prince. His dominance soared, and demon kings charged forth from his dark pupils.
"Kill!" Lin Feng stepped forward. A phantom of a demon god appeared behind him, vast and boundless. The endless demon kings from his demonic eyes charged at the Sixth Prince, causing the prince's eyes to sting. He closed them instantly, but the demon kings had already rushed into his mind, transforming into terrifying demonic slaughter will, trying to sever his battle intent.
"Boom!" Lin Feng stepped forward again. Rolling demonic energy pressed down on the Sixth Prince's body, trying to crush him. Even with his eyes closed, terrifying demonic will continued to surge into his mind.
"Roar..." The Sixth Prince howled in fury. It was as if a heavenly river roared forth, drowning Lin Feng's body in sound waves. Lin Feng's head trembled violently. This was a sound wave attack, a fusion essence technique combining Sound Essence and Water Essence, shaking even Lin Feng's soul.
"Kill!" Seeing this opening, overwhelming attacks surged toward Lin Feng once more. An ice river cauldron appeared in the air, formed from frozen ice, dripping icy energy. With a cracking sound, Lin Feng's body began to freeze.
"There's no way to fight this. With so many people, even one terrifying attack from each could kill him!" The onlookers watching from a distance trembled inwardly. All thirty were powerful beings whose attacks could threaten Lin Feng. This was a dead end. The Sixth Prince's Heavenly River Roar, fusing two Sixth Layer essence powers, was incredibly strong. Lin Feng's battle intent seemed to be frozen by the heavenly river sound waves.
Now, another terrifying powerhouse used an Ice River Cauldron, dropping powerful freezing intent. Under this double assault, Lin Feng's body was frozen solid.
"Crack!" The ice shattered. Demonic dominance shot to the heavens. Lin Feng's silver wings closed, and overwhelming attacks landed directly on them. With a shattering sound, the Silver Wing Battle Soul—now one of his bloodline martial souls—broke apart. The terrifying force tried to crush Lin Feng, who was hiding within the Silver Wing Battle Soul.
But at that moment, a blazing red sword light tore through heaven and earth. Heads were directly severed—those of the powerhouses who had been attacking Lin Feng. At such close range, a sword light fusing five essence powers—Death Wind Slaughter, plus the all-destroying Flame—once again converged on destruction. Who could stop it? All were slain!
The crowd immediately retreated, their hearts pounding. That was close! If they had been a step slower, they too would have been cut down by that sword light. Looking at the corpses on the ground, everyone felt a lingering fear. This one sword strike had killed five powerhouses. Adding the previous strike, nine were dead. Of the thirty, only twenty-one remained.
"If we cannot kill him in one blow, we must beware of his sword. Do not get close!" The crowd trembled inwardly. Lin Feng's sword was too fast, too sharp. When the sword was drawn, it claimed lives. They could only destroy Lin Feng from a distance!
[Thank you to Fallen Star 111 for the 100 Zulang coin tip]