# Chapter 1427: Understanding Death Essence
"Void Storm!" Lin Feng's eyes were icy cold. This Qi Yan, who possessed an Imperial Artifact, was indeed troublesome. The Imperial Artifact contained the power of laws, making it impossible to clash head-on with him. Otherwise, facing an attack imbued with the power of Void Law, Lin Feng would surely die. Unfortunately, he no longer had the Skyless Sword; otherwise, once it was drawn, it would attack on its own, killing enemies from thousands of miles away, with no need to fear any Imperial Artifact.
Lin Feng's body pressed close against the Jade Emperor Palace, allowing the storm to rage around him. The opponent's Imperial Artifact sword could not split the void, so it could not banish him into nothingness. This palace probably left Qi Yan feeling quite helpless as well.
"Whoosh!" A figure suddenly appeared in front of Lin Feng. It was Qi Yan, stepping through the void to stand directly before him. Without a word, he swung his sword, impossibly fast.
"Flee!" Lin Feng and the Jade Emperor Palace vanished simultaneously, reappearing an instant later not far from Qi Yan. Using the Space Robe, he flashed away in an instant, evading the attack.
The Jade Emperor Palace, now transformed into a heart, slammed violently toward Qi Yan. A thunderous boom rang out as the heart reverted to its palace form, smashing heavily into Qi Yan. Then, with a thought, Lin Feng turned the Jade Emperor Palace back into a heart. His violent body stepped toward a figure in the void.
"Leave your life behind!" Lin Feng roared. Various powerful forces pierced through the opponent's body. Then, the great axe in Lin Feng's hand slashed down, unleashing a terrifying sword light.
"Die!"
With an explosive bang, the great axe struck the opponent. Another Seventh Layer Sovereign Martial Realm lord was killed on the spot. When Lin Feng turned his gaze to the others, their hearts trembled. They dared not meet Lin Feng's eyes, retreating and dodging. His voice contained various powerful curse forces, capable of causing momentary distraction and eroding their will with curse power. In that instant, it seemed enough for him to kill. Even Seventh Layer Sovereign Martial Realm lords were doomed if they gave him that chance.
Lin Feng's fierce eyes swept over the crowd. Seeing that no one dared approach him, he snorted coldly, his domineering gaze filled with contempt. "A bunch of trash!"
With that, Lin Feng glanced at Qi Yan, who wanted to attack him, and shouted coldly, "Stop!"
Qi Yan's sword was about to strike, but Lin Feng's explosive shout made him pause. Looking at the other's pupils, a cold gleam flashed in his eyes. He was frustrated and stifled. Lin Feng actually had a palace fortress, one condensed from law power, which even his Imperial Artifact sword could not cut through. Moreover, Lin Feng seemed to be wearing a space sacred artifact. This meant that even though Qi Yan held the advantage with his Imperial Artifact, he simply could not kill Lin Feng. What's more, Lin Feng had killed two people right in front of him while fighting. This feeling was suffocating — having power but no way to use it.
"Since I can't kill you, let's go our separate ways. Don't waste my time." Lin Feng said coldly.
"If not for that treasure, I would have slain you long ago." Qi Yan replied coldly.
"You're truly shameless!" Lin Feng's contemptuous gaze swept over Qi Yan, making the latter's expression stiffen. After all, he himself held an Imperial Artifact.
Then, Lin Feng stepped onto the great sword and whistled away, leaving behind a cold voice: "I hope you live well!"
Qi Yan did not pursue Lin Feng. As Lin Feng had said, since he couldn't kill him, pursuit was meaningless — a waste of time for both sides. It was better to go find other destinies. Hateful, that destiny he had obtained was snatched away by this bastard.
"Everyone who entered this ancient battlefield is elite, especially the absolute core members of certain forces. They carry Imperial Artifacts, leaving me no chance to defeat them." Lin Feng rode the great sword, feeling very frustrated. On the battle platform of the Assembly of Emperors, he could dominate, first because he didn't face those terrifyingly powerful lords, and second because external forces weren't allowed. But here, it was completely different. And after he left, he would face this same problem. Life-and-death battles were not like the platform battles of the Assembly of Emperors — there were no restrictions. The goal was to kill the opponent.
Lin Feng felt a sense of crisis. He urgently needed powerful strength, desperately so. Now, he was already considered a figure at the Eight Wastelands level. The enemies he faced were no longer like before, but the absolute powers of the Eight Wastelands: Emperor Qi, Heavenly Dragon Emperor, Eastern Emperor, and others. If he didn't become strong, he would die.
Emperor Yu could protect him for a time, but not forever. Only his own strength was true strength.
"Should I cultivate properly now, or continue searching for destinies?" Lin Feng asked himself silently. Cultivation to increase strength couldn't be achieved in a short time. If he lost track of time while cultivating and this trip ended directly, he would regret it. Destinies were the key to the Holy City Central Continent. Even if the cost was great, it was still necessary. To become strong, he had to step into the Holy City Central Continent. So, he needed destinies.
"I'll go comprehend the power of Death Essence!" Lin Feng suddenly had an idea. Then, he rode the great sword, rushing madly toward the place where the living dead had been when he first entered this space. That was a corner of the Snow Moon Kingdom, also the entrance to this region. Death Qi gathered there, even giving birth to living dead and death crows. Now, he urgently needed strength. The most effective method was to use that area to comprehend Death Essence.
When Lin Feng arrived at this region, it was still pitch black, filled with a deathly still atmosphere. In the void, crows fluttered with a "put-put" sound. These lifeless crows — no one knew how they were born. Previously, the living dead controlled them, but now that the living dead were gone, they still survived here.
Lin Feng came to the small hut built by the living dead. The death Qi here was the strongest, most suitable for him to comprehend the power of Death Essence.
"Gurgle, gurgle!" The crows in the void made low sounds, sending chills down one's spine. Lin Feng's expression was cold. With a thought, the Celestial Fate Sword tore through the void, stabbing toward those death crows.
"Puff, puff!" One crow after another was killed by the Celestial Fate Sword. Suddenly, the "put-put" sound grew louder, as if another crow riot had begun. They madly surged toward Lin Feng.
"Kill!" A frenzied killing intent burst from Lin Feng's eyes. The Celestial Fate Sword went wild, slaughtering the crows flying through the void. At the same time, Lin Feng's bloodline surged, and furious dragons roared. One demonic dragon after another appeared, burying his body within them, preventing the crows from releasing their law power onto him. That way, he would be safe.
"Devour!" A terrifying devouring force descended upon the void. The nine demonic dragons roared, releasing a dreadful devouring power. Instantly, the death crows in the void were frantically sucked into the nine dragons, swallowed whole.
"Whoosh!" Through his martial soul, Lin Feng's body was covered in death Qi, pitch black. But at this moment, Lin Feng released his Life Essence, forcefully resisting the erosion of this death Qi. For a martial cultivator like him, as long as life existed, he wouldn't die. It was like his Death Curse — if it only deprived the opponent of life force and let death Qi invade, it couldn't kill them. It would only trouble them with death Qi, preventing them from using their full power. Only if his curse could instantly erase and deprive all of the opponent's life force could he kill them.
The life force of martial cultivators was extremely tenacious!
"The martial soul isn't afraid of the death crows' death power!" Lin Feng was pleasantly surprised. Then, he shouted coldly, "Devour! Devour!"
The Nine Dragons Heaven Devour martial soul went wild, frantically devouring the death crows. Terrible death Qi continuously eroded into Lin Feng's bloodline, entering through the martial soul, eroding his bloodline, eroding his flesh. But at the same time, Lin Feng was slowly digesting this death power. It was a fearsome power, but for him, it was one he urgently needed to master.
For the sake of power, Lin Feng at this moment became like a starving madman, devouring all the death crows.
After a long time, everything calmed down. Lin Feng began to quietly digest and comprehend Death Essence. With the death power integrated into his bloodline, comprehension seemed easier. Death was now integrated into his bloodline, integrated into his soul. While devouring the death power, he truly felt and understood death. How could his comprehension be weak?
In the blink of an eye, a month passed. Lin Feng's body was covered in terrible death Qi, and the space around him was also shrouded in death aura. Now, his Death Essence had already crossed into the Sixth Level of Essence, enough to directly kill cultivators below the Sixth Layer of Sovereign Martial Realm. If combined with other essences in attacks, it would be even more terrifying.
But at this moment, inside the small hut, in the darkness, there seemed to be an extremely faint white — two very weak white dots. Everything else was pitch black. Those tiny white spheres seemed to be... a pair of eyes. Demonic eyes. Yet Lin Feng, deep in cultivation, was completely unaware.
Three months later, the death Qi surrounding Lin Feng grew even stronger, forming a death demonic dragon that charged into the clouds. A pair of pitch-black death eyes appeared, terrifying to the extreme. His Death Essence had finally crossed into the Seventh Level, considered high-level essence!
On this day, Lin Feng finally opened his eyes and stopped cultivating. The moment he opened them, the two white dots in the small hut silently disappeared, without a sound!
PS: Damn, it's one in the morning. It's been a long time since I've been this late. The gap is getting bigger and bigger. Damn, flowers, Martial God brothers!
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