Chapter 1432: A Small Test of Skill
The moment Lin Feng stepped out of that strange space, a green light soared upward, illuminating the entire heaven and earth.
"Destiny!" Lin Feng's gaze suddenly fixed, staring at the ancient tree before him. So it turned out that this ancient tree was originally an illusory tree born from the Life Destiny, appearing together with several other destinies, thus creating this strange void space.
"Is he helping me?" Lin Feng thought of the skeleton. That skeleton must be someone very familiar with this ancient battlefield to know there was a void space here. Since he knew about it, he should have realized that although this space could trap Lin Feng, it couldn't kill him. Since the skeleton brought him here, it was likely to temper him.
But if it was really as he guessed, and the other party had lured him to a place like this with the power of four laws, it meant that the skeleton's master might know him well, knowing that he could benefit from it and be tempered through countless trials.
As Lin Feng pondered, his body shot forward. His hand directly plunged into the ancient tree, grabbing the emerald-green Life Destiny. Instantly, the green light dissipated, vanishing into nothingness in an instant.
With a thought, a long robe appeared, and Lin Feng wrapped it around his body. His body slowly rose into the air. Over three years had passed in this ancient battlefield, and he didn't know when he would be able to leave.
Three years—for him, it was an extremely long time. He had only been in this world for about ten years. These ten years had transformed the once ignorant youth into the person he was now, someone who could dominate the Eight Wastelands.
"Whoosh!" In the distance, several figures flew through the air. Fairy-like figures with fluttering robes, ethereal and beautiful. Among them, one person Lin Feng knew all too well—the one with whom he had spent countless romantic nights under the moon and shared the joys of the six desires: Yiren Lei, Fairy Yiren. Besides Yiren Lei, there seemed to be two of her senior sisters from the same sect. Their cultivation was formidable, both at the Eighth Layer of the Venerable Martial Realm. Their white robes wrapped their delicate bodies, beautiful and moving. Though not as stunning as Yiren Lei, they were still enough to be called breathtaking beauties.
Over these three years, Yiren Lei had not wasted her time. Her cultivation was on par with Lin Feng's, also at the Sixth Layer of the Venerable Martial Realm, and she seemed to be approaching the peak.
In such an ancient battlefield, three years meant everyone would have their own encounters. As long as they didn't die in those encounters, they would naturally grow stronger.
When Yiren Lei saw Lin Feng, she was momentarily stunned, then a intoxicating smile appeared in her eyes. Her eyes, like emerald green ripples, stared straight at Lin Feng, filled with allure, once again stirring Lin Feng's six desires, as if she missed that feeling.
"His cultivation has also reached the Sixth Layer of the Venerable Martial Realm. At the Sixth Layer of the Venerable Martial Realm, how powerful would he be?" Yiren Lei thought to herself. Among the many geniuses of the Eight Wastelands, Lin Feng had always had the lowest cultivation level, but his combat power had always been outstanding. Now that Lin Feng's cultivation had caught up, his combat power...
"Brother Lin." A woman beside Yiren Lei spoke, her eyes seductive as she smiled lightly at Lin Feng, as if a charm was descending upon him.
"Was that green light just now a destiny?"
"Yes." Lin Feng smiled and nodded, his gaze casually sweeping into the distance. A few more people had arrived. When they landed, their eyes all fell on Lin Feng.
"Senior sisters, since the destiny has already been obtained by Brother Lin, let's leave." Yiren Lei said with a light smile. Although her two senior sisters were somewhat tempted, they ultimately nodded. They had witnessed Lin Feng's performance on the Heavenly Communication Battle Platform during the Assembly of Emperors. Back then, he was only at the Third Layer of the Venerable Martial Realm, yet he ignored figures at the Venerable Lord level. Now at the Sixth Layer of the Venerable Martial Realm, even though they were at the Eighth Layer of the Venerable Martial Realm, it would still be tough. Moreover, Lin Feng had a relatively harmonious relationship with the Six Desires Immortal Palace, and they didn't want to offend him over something uncertain.
"Fairy Yiren, haven't you found a destiny?" Lin Feng asked Yiren Lei, but he felt a bit strange. Why did this address seem so distant?
"We still need one more. Junior sister gave both destinies to us two," the woman beside Yiren Lei spoke for her, saying, "If Brother Lin is willing to give it up, we can exchange it for any price."
"Since that's the case, what harm is there in giving one to Fairy Yiren?" Lin Feng smiled. His figure flickered, and he appeared beside Yiren Lei. The two beside her froze, and powerful auras were released from their bodies.
"It's fine." Yiren Lei stopped her two senior sisters. How could her man be willing to harm her?
"So fast!" Seeing Lin Feng appear before Yiren Lei in the blink of an eye, her two senior sisters were shocked. That was pure speed, like the wind, terrifying. In terms of speed alone, Lin Feng was faster than them.
"Fairy Yiren!" Lin Feng took out the destiny containing the Law of Life and handed it to Yiren Lei. The rich life force was surging, indeed a Life Destiny. This made Yiren Lei's two senior sisters look at Lin Feng in surprise. Was this guy really giving the destiny to Yiren Lei?
"Yiren thanks Brother Lin." Yiren Lei didn't refuse. She extended her jade-like hand to take the destiny from Lin Feng's hand, but Lin Feng's hand gently grasped hers, holding it. Yiren Lei raised her eyes and gave Lin Feng a playful glare.
"Fairy, while you pursue the Dao, don't forget the love and affection of the mortal world!" Lin Feng said with a smile, then released his hand. Yiren Lei's two senior sisters exchanged glances. It seemed Lin Feng had feelings for their junior sister Yiren. Little did they know that their Saintess, Fairy Yiren, had long fallen for Lin Feng.
But this guy gave a destiny to their junior sister Yiren. Whether he had feelings for her or not, it was generous. This was a destiny—those with strong enlightenment could use its power to glimpse the Martial Emperor Realm.
"Since you gave my imperial sister Yiren a destiny, you must have more on you. Why not give us a few as well?" Three more figures stepped forward. All three exuded a noble aura, as if born to be above others, with esteemed status.
"They are several princes of the Snow Moon Empire!" Yiren Lei transmitted her voice to Lin Feng. In the past, Lin Feng had only seen the later princes, but not the earlier ones. It seemed these three must be among them.
"I still have quite a few. Come and take them!" Lin Feng's body rose into the air, speaking with a faint smile. This made the three of them freeze, then cold smiles appeared in their eyes. Quite a few destinies?
"Seeking death!" One of them shouted coldly. None of the three had entered the divine temple. Clearly, when Lin Feng was still in the Snow Moon Empire, they were already at the Venerable Lord level. Now, two of them were at the Eighth Layer of the Venerable Martial Realm, and one at the Ninth Layer.
The one stepping toward Lin Feng was at the Eighth Layer of the Venerable Martial Realm. As his foot stepped forward, the heaven and earth condensed with white frost. The terrifying ice and snow covered the forest below with frost, making cracking sounds.
"At the Sixth Layer of the Venerable Martial Realm, yet you dare to defy my words. You don't know your place!" the man said coldly. At his feet, a layer of ice spread out, covering the entire void with frost. He stepped forward on the frost.
Lin Feng stood with his hands behind his back, also stepping forward. He let the frost cover his body. As his foot landed, it seemed as if a surging momentum from heaven and earth merged into him, rustling his robes. The frost that had gathered on him immediately shattered and fell off.
Threads of demonic aura spread from Lin Feng's body, swirling into rolling demonic clouds. His pupils were pitch-black and cold. Facing an Eighth Layer Venerable Martial Realm expert, he stood with his hands behind his back, proudly in the sky, smiling as he stepped forward. What a demeanor—like a demonic overlord, ignoring the heavens, treating his opponent like an ant.
"Be careful. This man is not weak!" the Ninth Layer Venerable Martial Realm expert transmitted a voice, warning. Lin Feng's aura was too domineering and proud, as if he didn't care about the Eighth Layer opponent at all. As he stepped, he was in harmony with heaven and earth, as if about to trample the void.
"Kill!" The Snow Moon Empire prince suddenly accelerated, charging at Lin Feng. He punched out, and the entire heaven and earth turned into an icy river. The void froze, unstoppable.
The moment he attacked, Lin Feng also took a fierce step forward. Heaven and earth roared. The distance between them was no more than ten meters. The Demonic Slaughter Fist, carrying the momentum of heaven and earth, blasted out. In that instant, a pitch-black demonic fist pierced through everything, annihilating all. A hundred-zhang-long demonic fist appeared in the sky. Everything was crushed, nothing could resist. One punch—the icy river shattered, heaven and earth split open.
"Boom!" The Eighth Layer Venerable Martial Realm expert's body remained in its forward charge, but his mouth was open, his head slightly lowered, looking at his chest. His body, at the center, was pierced and blasted apart by demonic qi. A huge hole was punched through his chest. Only demonic qi swirled there, piercing through his body and shooting into the distance.
"Thump!" The hearts of the others trembled violently. An Eighth Layer Venerable Martial Realm expert had been pierced through by a single punch. Just one punch.
"Sixth Layer of the Venerable Martial Realm. Killing you is more than enough!" Lin Feng said lightly. Under the shocked gazes of the crowd, he threw another punch. This punch also pierced through heaven and earth. With a booming explosion, the man's head directly burst apart. He was dead, beyond dead.
Now, the Demonic Slaughter Fist—Seventh Layer Death Essence, Seventh Layer Peak Demonic Essence, plus Desolation Essence, and the momentum of heaven and earth merged into it. At a distance of ten meters, it was too close. In the face of Lin Feng's punching speed, honed through two years of countless trials, ten meters could almost be ignored, overlooked. With absolute domineering force, he blasted him to death, just like the countless times he had broken through the flaming giant rocks over these two years—insignificant.
Demon was, after all, a will, a dominance, a power.
"Thank you, Lan Fengzhi Mo, for tipping the work 100 Zulang coins."