Chapter 1360: Twelve Divine Palaces
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The moment Lin Feng's terrifying demonic will pierced through the other's mind, his demonic palm print simultaneously shot out, clamping down on the opponent's head. Waves of horrifying demonic intent poured down from the top of the head, causing the man's entire body to turn pitch black, his bones and sinews seeming on the verge of exploding.
"Spare me this once!" The man stared at Lin Feng, a hint of pleading in his voice.
"Die!" Lin Feng roared furiously, like a demon king's mournful howl. The vast demonic power crushed down, and with a cracking explosion, the man's body shattered under the overwhelmingly powerful demonic force, torn into pieces. Only Lin Feng's surging demonic intent continued to churn violently.
"All dead!" The crowd not far away watched in terror, their hearts trembling. All were killed—those strong individuals, each with considerable power. But they lacked the domineering, absolute conviction of the demonic path. Demonic intent, as if stimulated, could further ignite the demon's tyranny and destruction, allowing demonic qi to pierce through heaven and earth, sweeping all before it.
Lin Feng's body walked over to Yiren Lei. Her eyes still held a smile, and the Life Tear in her mouth continuously nourished her body, keeping her vitality from extinguishing.
Lin Feng picked up Yiren Lei, who was lying on the ground, and placed her in his arms. A powerful Flame Essence force erupted, gradually melting the ice and snow. Soon, when the ice and snow disappeared, Yiren Lei shivered but still didn't move. Lin Feng could feel that her body seemed to be frozen solid inside.
"Cold?" Lin Feng placed his hand on Yiren Lei, sending waves of force through her body to destroy the freezing chill. Yiren Lei shook her head with a smile. "I thought I was going to die."
"I still owe you a promise," Lin Feng said with a smile, then leaned his body against the stone wall of the divine palace. Flames rolled and burned around him, not only dispelling the cold within Yiren Lei but also warming himself. He wasn't much better off. If he hadn't broken through at the critical moment, using vast demonic qi to forcibly shatter his frozen bloodline, the one who died would have been him.
At this moment, the Divine Envoy arrived before Lin Feng, staring at him. Compared to before, he now seemed intensely interested in Lin Feng.
Lin Feng looked up, meeting the Divine Envoy's gaze. Though displeased inside, he maintained a faint smile on his face. Living under another's roof required forbearance. If his strength were sufficient, given Lin Feng's current assertiveness, he might even kill the Divine Envoy.
"Buzz!" A dazzling beam shot from the Divine Envoy's brow toward Lin Feng, causing Lin Feng's eyes to tremble and his expression to turn icy. But he was powerless to stop it. However, as that beam entered his brow, a mark suddenly appeared there, blocking the Divine Envoy's light, making the Divine Envoy's eyes flicker.
"Fate Temple!" The Divine Envoy's voice carried a note of surprise. Lin Feng's keen senses detected a flash of cold intent, though it lasted only an extremely brief moment. If not for Lin Feng's always sharp intuition, he wouldn't have noticed it.
But soon, the Divine Envoy revealed a smile and said to Lin Feng, "Congratulations. You have successfully passed the trial and secured the last spot."
Lin Feng, however, was filled with doubt. The Prophet of Fate Temple had given him a mark before—what had it protected him from? Why couldn't the Divine Envoy's divine thought light invade? And why, upon seeing the Fate Temple Prophet's mark, did the Divine Envoy flash a hint of coldness? Could there be some competition between Fate Temple and the Ice and Snow Divine Temple, making them hostile forces?
"Senior, you said I entered the wrong divine palace. Can I give up the spot?" Lin Feng asked the Divine Envoy with a smile. Even if displeased, he couldn't show it. As the Divine Envoy had said not long ago, here in the Ice and Snow Divine Temple, his word was law.
"You want your girlfriend to enter instead, don't you?" The Divine Envoy smiled. Lin Feng nodded slightly. "If possible."
"No need. Since I made an exception once, I'll make it again. The Ice and Snow Goddess is willing to open that door for you both," the Divine Envoy said with a smile, as if becoming more courteous to Lin Feng. This only deepened Lin Feng's confusion. If the Divine Envoy had shown him a fleeting coldness earlier, why was he now allowing both of them to enter together?
"Thank you, Senior. Can you give me some more time?" Lin Feng asked the Divine Envoy.
"Of course," the Divine Envoy nodded.
Lin Feng's gaze then fell on Yiren Lei, and he smiled. "Those who entered the divine palace with us are all from the Ice Cold lineage, right?"
"Yes." Yiren Lei seemed to understand what Lin Feng intended and nodded with a smile. Then, Lin Feng slowly stood up, his body churning with rolling demonic qi as he walked toward the crowd. This sight made many people's eyes tremble. What did this guy want to do?
Lin Feng stopped before one person, who stared back at him with fear in his eyes. The combat power Lin Feng had just displayed left him feeling despair. This man was among those who had entered the divine palace from the Snow Moon Empire—over eighty people, with only about a dozen still alive here.
"Die!" Lin Feng spat out the word, rolling demonic qi surging. He punched out, the fist imbued with Curse Essence, Demon Essence, and Primordial Power. With Lin Feng's current demonic strength, killing the opponent was a foregone conclusion. The man's body retreated sharply, but Lin Feng's steps seemed to stick to him. The terrifying demonic fist landed on the opponent's head with a bang, obliterating him.
The others from the Snow Moon Empire who had entered the divine palace trembled in their hearts. A martial artist's memory was terrifyingly sharp. Though Lin Feng might have only glanced at them before entering the divine palace, he wouldn't forget.
"Boom!" Another explosive sound rolled out, accompanied by surging demonic qi churning in the void. Destructive force raged, and another person was brutally killed.
Combining the Carefree Step Art with the Void Step, Lin Feng's body moved like thunder. One booming explosion after another rang out, each signaling a death.
"Divine Envoy, Senior!" Someone cried out, seeking help from the Divine Envoy. But the Divine Envoy remained indifferent, paying no attention. To him, this was trivial—just a few deaths. Having walked this path for so long, he had seen too much slaughter, even the devastating war triggered by Fate Temple in the past.
The killing continued. When Lin Feng returned to Yiren Lei's side, all those who had entered the Ice and Snow Divine Temple from the Snow Moon Empire were completely annihilated, not a single one left. This time, it wouldn't just be Snow Lord unable to learn of what happened in Fate Temple. Ice Emperor, too, would know nothing. No one would know of Lin Feng's achievements here, his abilities, or that he had personally slain four princes of the Snow Moon Empire.
Any one of these reasons was enough for Lin Feng to kill them all. If they survived, the danger Lin Feng faced would be far greater.
"Feeling better?" Lin Feng asked Yiren Lei.
"Much better. Take this Life Tear," Yiren Lei said, wanting to spit out the final Life Tear. Though not a Sacred Artifact, it possessed powerful life force, nourishing the body and making life energy surge.
Lin Feng reached out, placing his hand over Yiren Lei's red lips, and shook his head. "Keep it. Didn't I snatch it from you back then? Now I'm giving it to you."
"Come on, let's see what kind of door the Ice and Snow Goddess has opened for us."
Lin Feng and Yiren Lei rose together, walking along the small path toward the Ice and Snow Goddess statue. The crowd watched the two figures, feeling it was only natural. They weren't surprised that the Divine Envoy had made an exception for Yiren Lei. These two were ruthless to their enemies and equally ruthless to themselves.
Finally, Lin Feng and Yiren Lei stepped through that door, as if entering a chaotic void. The space shifted, and they knew they were piercing through the void, heading to another place.
When they landed, a beam of light enveloped them, allowing them to descend steadily.
Surveying this space, they found themselves in an empty great hall. Ahead was an exit, where a railing stood, and several figures were already there.
"It's them!" Lin Feng recognized the figures. Among them were eight who had entered before them. Besides these eight, there were two others.
At this moment, they too turned to see who had arrived. When they saw both Lin Feng and Yiren Lei stepping in together, they showed surprise. Two people? Wasn't there supposed to be only one last spot?
They naturally wouldn't know what life-and-death trials Lin Feng and Yiren Lei had endured to reach here.
"Not bad. You actually made it here too," the burly youth said to Lin Feng with a smile. It was the Ice Frost Demon Dragon.
At the same time, the black-clad woman also nodded slightly to Lin Feng, surprising him. This woman actually took the initiative to acknowledge him. But perhaps this was an unwritten rule of the strong: only when one's strength was recognized would the other occasionally show acknowledgment, a form of acquaintance.
Lin Feng nodded back to the two, then walked to the railing. He realized this was a nine-layered great hall. Above them were two more layers, as if this truly was the seventh layer of the divine palace.
When Lin Feng's gaze looked ahead, his eyes suddenly stiffened.
"Nine Abyss Twelve Kingdoms, Twelve Divine Palaces, is that it?"
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