# Chapter 1433: Want to Kill a Few People
"Kill!" The two princes of the Snow Moon Empire, seeing their brother slain, felt their bodies turn ice-cold. The power of ice and snow was released, freezing heaven and earth.
"Damn it, don't get close to him!" The Ninth Layer of Sovereign Martial Realm cultivator stepped forward and charged at Lin Feng. Still a hundred meters away, he punched through the void. Wherever his fist wind passed, space turned into white ice sculptures. Even from a distance, his fist intent caused frost to form on Lin Feng's body, as if he would be frozen in the next moment.
"Whoosh!" Lin Feng's figure flickered. Gale winds wrapped around his body as void power spread. Stepping with the Carefree Step Art, his speed allowed him to appear in dozens of positions at once. Demonic Slaughter Fist tore through the air, charging toward the Ninth Layer of Sovereign Martial Realm cultivator.
"Freeze for me!" That Ninth Layer cultivator didn't even look. His Frozen Hell fist intent directly sealed the demonic qi swirling around the Demonic Slaughter Fist. This was an attack infused with ninefold profound meaning. The heaven-piercing Demonic Slaughter Fist turned into frost and snow, frozen solid in the void. This showed how terrifying the fist intent was—though the Demonic Slaughter Fist also caused his opponent's fist to stop freezing.
"Boom! Boom! Boom!" Lin Feng's body shifted continuously. Beams of black light pierced through heaven and earth, only to be frozen in place. The black fist intent turned into ice sculptures, appearing especially dazzling.
"Kill!" That Ninth Layer cultivator stomped the ground. Instantly, a terrifying freezing intent spread in all directions, surging outward wildly. Heaven and earth merged into pure ice sculptures.
"Hmph!" A cold smile flashed in Lin Feng's eyes. He directly abandoned him and moved toward another prince. His eyes turned pitch-black, and his entire body radiated a terrifying death aura that made people feel their hair stand on end involuntarily. This was a true feeling of death.
"Be careful!" That Ninth Layer cultivator, having clashed with Lin Feng, naturally knew how formidable he was. Footwork, movement speed, attack speed, attack power—every aspect was outstanding enough to contend with a Ninth Layer Sovereign. His previous imperial brother had died without injustice. Seeing Lin Feng heading toward his other imperial brother, he was greatly alarmed.
The Eighth Layer of Sovereign Martial Realm prince of the Snow Moon Empire stared at Lin Feng warily. Vast freezing intent spread across heaven and earth. His bloodline surged, and ice and snow projections emerged around his body. His martial soul and domain were about to manifest together—but all he saw was a disdainful, eerie smile. Then, those pitch-black demonic pupils seemed to make him sink into oblivion.
"You are no match for me." His eyes were deeply drawn to Lin Feng. That figure seemed to pierce into his mind, making him feel it was only natural—he would never be Lin Feng's opponent.
"To kill you, one word is enough." Lin Feng spoke again, his body already nearly reaching him. The mysterious power of the demon curse truly affected the other party, causing him to forget to resist.
"Die!" That single word spat from Lin Feng's mouth. The power of the Death Curse descended upon this prince. In an instant, the prince's life was being stripped away. His mind was filled with Lin Feng's words—to kill him, one word was enough. Die was exactly one word.
"No..." As if suddenly realizing something, he let out an unwilling roar. But it was already too late. Lin Feng's Demonic Slaughter Fist pierced through heaven and earth. The overbearing, boundless demonic fist was like a power that destroyed everything. In an instant, his head exploded. His entire upper body was erased by the terrifying, domineering power. This time, it was true death.
"Kill!" A roar came from behind Lin Feng. That Ninth Layer of Sovereign Martial Realm cultivator's fist froze heaven and earth. But Lin Feng's steps shifted, and he instantly disappeared from his original position, avoiding being frozen.
Bloodline surged. The ice and snow martial soul appeared—it was a frozen world that sealed heaven and earth, like a painting of an ice and snow realm. From under his feet, cracking sounds continued as ice spread outward, freezing heaven and earth. A world of ice and snow seemed to be taking shape, just like in his martial soul.
For martial cultivators, higher realm, stronger power, faster speed—this was theory. But in actual combat, the power of profound meaning could overturn all of this. This Ninth Layer Sovereign prince's ice power was extremely strong, and he seemed to specialize in ice and snow abilities. Therefore, he was lacking in speed. As for Lin Feng, although he was only at the Sixth Layer of Sovereign Martial Realm, his Sixth Layer Wind Essence, Sixth Layer Space Essence, and the fusion of Carefree Step and Void Step were enough to make his speed surpass a Ninth Layer Sovereign who wasn't specialized in speed.
Thus, even though this prince harbored great hatred and could unleash powerful attacks, he couldn't land them on Lin Feng.
"If you run, I'll kill them!" The prince stepped toward Yiren Lei. Since Lin Feng was willing to give his destiny to that imperial sister of his, he would kill her.
"Run? You overestimate yourself too much." Lin Feng said coldly. Behind him, a demonic shadow emerged. Vast demonic qi surged, spreading between heaven and earth. In Lin Feng's hands, two swords suddenly appeared—Swords of Destruction. The demon god held swords, slaughtering heaven and earth.
The fact that Lin Feng could obtain the destiny from that land of earth and flame abyss already meant he no longer needed to fear Ninth Layer of Sovereign Martial Realm cultivators. Now, the only ones who could threaten him were Invincible Sovereign Lords and those with Imperial Artifacts. This eldest prince had no Imperial Artifact—what was there to fear?
"He's going to fight a Ninth Layer Sovereign!" Yiren Lei's junior sister said quietly, her heart trembling. When Lin Feng was at the Third Layer of Sovereign Martial Realm, he dared to kill a Sovereign Lord. Now at the Sixth Layer, he truly wanted to fight a Ninth Layer Sovereign.
A shallow smile appeared on Yiren Lei's beautiful face. When he was at the Second Layer of Sovereign Martial Realm, he could already fight Sovereign Lords. Now, he was finally reaching for the peak of the Sovereign Martial Realm. She believed that if this man took one more step forward, he would dominate the entire Sovereign Martial Realm.
Besides Yiren Lei, there were a few others around. They watched the demon sovereign wielding sharp swords—so terrifying, as if he could pierce the heavens and sever the sky dome.
That Ninth Layer of Sovereign Martial Realm prince also stared at Lin Feng, his expression stiffening. Lin Feng held swords in both hands. On the swords, death qi swirled endlessly. Ten-zhang sword aura pulsed. Before the sword was even released, it already had such terrifying momentum. If the sword light bloomed, how terrifying would its power be?
"Icy River Scroll, Slash!" The Ninth Layer Sovereign prince roared. His martial soul scroll fluttered. Above the sky dome, an icy river appeared, turning into a world of ice rivers that slashed toward Lin Feng.
"Retreat!" The surrounding crowd's eyes froze. Their bodies frantically dodged backward. This heavenly river scroll was about to turn this entire area into frost.
"Tch..." Lin Feng's left-hand sword slashed out. A several-hundred-zhang beam of dazzling light severed the void, splitting the icy river scroll apart. Lin Feng advanced through the gap in the middle. The hundred-zhang sword was unstoppable.
"Kill!" The prince stepped on ice, unleashing a heaven-freezing fist at Lin Feng. Wherever it passed, heaven and earth were completely frozen, extremely terrifying.
"Tch, tch..." Lin Feng's other sword slashed out again. The frozen ice was directly cut into two sections. The death sword infused with Immortal Essence continued forward, wanting to kill the opponent.
"Whoosh!" The prince's figure trembled. He soared into the air, waving his hand. The martial soul scroll spread out, freezing mountains and rivers.
"Kill!" From Lin Feng's body, the Celestial Fate Sword pierced through the void, charging at the prince.
"Death!" Lin Feng roared. The Death Curse descended upon the opponent. Death qi corroded. Then, his body vanished from sight. The next moment, he appeared above the opponent. The Demonic Slaughter Fist simultaneously blasted out. Two demonic fists piercing through the void smashed toward the Snow Moon Empire prince.
The Ninth Layer Sovereign prince's expression was ugly. His fist intent broke through the air, clashing with Lin Feng. But at this moment, Lin Feng's eyes turned pitch-black, becoming Death Demon Eyes, as if piercing through his pupils.
"Just this one sword!" The moment his pupils pierced through the opponent's eyes, profound meaning power frantically converged in Lin Feng's hands. Demonic Essence, Death Essence, Flame Essence, Primordial Power—all fused together with destruction power as the convergence point. It was more perfect than before. Flame Essence was completely integrated. Moreover, over the past two years, every time Lin Feng slashed his sword, he infused it with Immortal Essence. Immortal Essence had also been tempered into it. This was an evolved version of the Sword of Death.
"Slash!" Lin Feng spat out a single word. His body suddenly vanished. From the sky dome, it was as if a beam of death light descended. A black thread of death hung between heaven and earth. That Ninth Layer of Sovereign Martial Realm prince of the Snow Moon Empire stood frozen, motionless. Then, a black line appeared from between his eyebrows downward. With a cracking sound, his body split into two sections.
Lin Feng stood proudly in the void. His eyes were pitch-black and calm. Ninth Layer of Sovereign Martial Realm—one sword to slay!
"He killed him!" The surrounding people saw Lin Feng's robe fluttering, their expressions stiff. Lin Feng could now slay Ninth Layer of Sovereign Martial Realm cultivators at the peak of the Sovereign Martial Realm. Ask the Eight Wastelands—how many people could still stop him?
"So strong!" Yiren Lei's junior sister's heart convulsed. Lin Feng hadn't just defeated his opponent—he had killed him. Killing and defeating were two completely different concepts.
In Yiren Lei's eyes, her smile became even richer. Very beautiful.
"If you don't scram now, no mercy will be shown!" Lin Feng swept his gaze over the few people watching from the void, speaking coldly. Their expressions stiffened, and then they flickered away.
After clearing out the people, Lin Feng smiled. Two destinies appeared in his hands. He held them in his palms. Instantly, brilliant beams of light shot toward the sky dome, illuminating this area. Even from extremely far away, these destiny beams could be seen.
"What is he doing?" Besides Lin Feng, only Yiren Lei and her two junior sisters remained here.
"Young Master Lin, what are you doing?" Yiren Lei asked with a smile. This guy was actually taking out his destinies for others to see.
"I want to kill a few people, but it's hard to find them. So I have to use this method to make them come to me." Lin Feng revealed a smile to Yiren Lei. His words made the expressions of Yiren Lei and her two junior sisters stiffen. This guy... wants to kill a few people!
"What a ruthless guy!" Yiren Lei's junior sister wiped cold sweat from her heart. How arrogant—using destinies to lure people over, luring them over to kill!
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