# Chapter 1455: Musical Duel
Seven assassins surrounded him from all directions, their endless killing intent converging into a terrifying net of slaughter meant to tear Lin Feng apart. This assassination strike had mobilized such overwhelming force that it left Lin Feng no chance of survival.
"Void Escape," Lin Feng murmured inwardly. Leveraging the power of his Void Robe, he vanished into the void space, as if disappearing into thin air.
The seven assassins' expressions didn't change at all. Their sword net wove into a killing web, humming in the void, ready to tear Lin Feng apart the moment he reappeared.
When Lin Feng's body materialized, his body erupted with terrifying Linglong Sacred Immortal Qi. As the sword net descended to claim his life, Lin Feng spat out a cold voice: "Void Demon Art, Horizon at Arm's Length!"
In that instant, Lin Feng's body seemed to sink into the void space, all spatial laws becoming chaotic. The terrifying tearing sword curtain descended, threatening to shred even the void itself, yet it didn't harm Lin Feng in the slightest. He remained right there, but seemed to exist in a different space from everyone else, as if he had pushed the power of void to its absolute limit, like a supreme essence, evading into the void space.
The seven assassins' expressions finally shifted slightly. Earlier, Lin Feng had escaped into the void using a sacred artifact, but this time, it was true divine ability power—something only achievable through the power of supreme essence.
Of course, Lin Feng didn't possess supreme essence. He had merely fused Linglong Sacred Immortal Qi with Void Essence power, activating the strongest form of Horizon at Arm's Length, allowing him to truly enter the void space of that technique. The seven swords had clearly struck him, yet they felt as distant as the horizon, no longer existing on the same spatial plane.
This momentary escape into the void prevented the sword net from killing Lin Feng. A terrifying void storm suddenly gathered, and Lin Feng used the distorted space to shoot upward. A dazzling light burst forth, brilliant and blinding, yet radiating true death intent.
A figure was cleaved in two—the assassin above Lin Feng, cut down by his sword. Lin Feng himself charged into the sky, breaking through the encirclement. He stood in the void, looking down at the assassins below, his gaze ice-cold.
The six assassins below wore cold expressions, looking up at the figure in the void with murderous glints in their eyes. Such a certain-kill strike, and he had still escaped.
"Whoosh!" The six bodies simultaneously retreated, then gradually became illusory, as if merging with the air itself, about to disappear completely.
"What bizarre techniques!" Lin Feng's expression stiffened. This seemed to be a technique shared by the Emperor-Slaying Alliance—concealment, terrifying concealment ability. All their auras vanished completely, as if no one was there, or as if they had merged into space itself.
"I shoot, you kill," a voice suddenly reached Lin Feng's ears, making him freeze. He then noticed someone beside him—a figure in a long robe covering their entire body, wearing a bamboo hat, face unidentifiable, holding a dazzling bow in hand.
"Alright!" Lin Feng nodded slightly. Another Watcher, but not the same one from before. They were too similar—identical attire, equally hoarse voices. The only thing telling Lin Feng this was a different Watcher was their height; this one seemed slightly shorter.
The Watcher drew the bow, and an arrow shot through the air toward a certain direction in the void. Almost the instant the arrow broke through the air, Lin Feng's body also moved, like wind, like shadow, his entire form becoming illusory.
"Shing, shing!" From the void space, a dazzling sword stabbed toward the arrow. But an even more brilliant sword bloomed almost simultaneously with it. This sword's light extended ten zhang in an instant, annihilating everything. The figure that appeared turned pale, then was cleaved in two by that sword—dead.
Wind swept past, and the Watcher's figure appeared beside Lin Feng again. Another arrow shot through the air, and ahead of him, a rolling mass of air currents surged toward him.
Lin Feng snorted coldly, slashing out with his sword from where he stood. The sword followed the arrow, moving at an inconceivable speed, death energy surging, the void itself seeming about to be severed. Although these assassins possessed terrifying assassination abilities, when exposed and forced to fight Lin Feng face to face, they were on an entirely different level. The Watcher guided Lin Feng with arrows, and Lin Feng killed with his Sword of Death. Blood splattered through the void—another one dead.
"They're fleeing!" Behind the Watcher's veil, their eyes seemed to hold golden light, seeing through all illusions—eyes born specifically for the assassins of the Emperor-Slaying Alliance. Before these eyes, the assassins' attempts to merge into the void were utterly futile.
This time, three arrows appeared on the Watcher's bow, simultaneously shooting toward three directions at inconceivable speed.
Lin Feng was about to step forward when, at that moment, a terrifying killing sound pierced his eardrums, surging into his body along with the void. That dreadful sense of slaughter descended once more—not just on him, but on the Watcher as well. The Watcher's bow hand froze slightly, then slowly lowered the bow, watching the rolling air currents rushing toward them.
"Seven Kills is here!" the Watcher's hoarse voice sounded. At the end of those rolling air currents, a figure appeared—clad in a green long robe, hands holding a vertical flute, the strands of killing melody emanating from the flute's sound.
"What an ethereal figure!" Lin Feng thought to himself. The person opposite seemed to ride the wind, stopping a thousand meters away, still playing the flute as if no one else existed, green robe fluttering in the wind.
Lin Feng had already met several members of the Seven Kills. They were different from ordinary assassins—very strong, possessing genuine formidable strength and talent. For instance, Bai Qiuluo of the Western Wasteland's Luotian Pavilion seemed to be one of the Seven Kills, and his power and talent were unquestionable.
The Seven Kills should be the seven assassins that the Emperor-Slaying Alliance had specially cultivated. Several had already died, and so many years had passed since they first appeared. Lin Feng had grown stronger, and the Seven Kills' original strength had been unknown; now they were even more powerful.
The other assassins reappeared, no longer concealing themselves, standing beside the Seven Kills member, staring coldly at Lin Feng and the Watcher. Even with all that, they couldn't kill Lin Feng—they still needed Seven Kills to act.
"Lin Feng!" The Seven Kills member's voice rolled out, carrying killing intent that poured into Lin Feng's body. Lin Feng's gaze was calm, and in his pitch-black, icy pupils, it seemed as if a spring of Nine Nether water was spilling from a dark abyss. The sound of flowing water gradually spread, transforming into Nine Nether intent. An invisible wave pierced through the opponent's body, entering their being.
Both were sound-based divine abilities—the opponent played the Seven Kills Melody, while Lin Feng played the Nine Nether Demon Melody. In the entire void, two invisible sound waves rolled and surged, colliding in the air.
If judged purely on the music itself, the Seven Kills Melody naturally couldn't compare to Lin Feng's Nine Nether Demon Melody. However, Lin Feng's understanding and mastery of the Nine Nether Demon Melody were still relatively weak. Moreover, his Sound Wave Essence attainment wasn't as strong as his opponent's, so he was actually being suppressed. Yet even while suppressed, the Nine Nether Melody seemed to grow increasingly powerful, extremely domineering. A demon melody also contained demonic power—demons were inherently wild, ignoring everything, growing fiercer in battle. Eventually, when the Seven Kills Melody and the Nine Nether Demon Melody simultaneously resonated with the void, it seemed as if two invisible, terrifying forces enveloped the entire heaven and earth. In the space between Lin Feng and his opponent, a terrifying sound wave fluctuation formed. If anyone walked into that space, they might even be killed by the sound waves.
The Seven Kills member moved, stepping toward Lin Feng while playing the flute. The moment he stepped forward, it seemed as if the entire world's sound-based killing power also rolled forward, moving with him.
"His mastery of Heaven and Earth Momentum is terrifying!" Lin Feng was startled. His pupils were icy cold as he stared straight at his opponent. Dual demon shadows simultaneously appeared behind him, roaring endlessly. His own steps also stepped forward, carrying the power of momentum. The entire sound wave space pressed forward as well, growing increasingly terrifying, as if about to explode.
"Kill!" The Seven Kills member roared furiously, suddenly putting away the flute and stepping forward step by step. The entire void transformed into a surging torrent of power, madly crushing Lin Feng. The destructive sound wave storm seemed about to detonate.
"Fall back!" Lin Feng shouted at the Watcher. This Seven Kills member—who knew which number he was—had a terrifying cultivation base at the Eighth Layer of Sovereign Martial Realm. His control over Heaven and Earth Momentum was astonishing. If converted into actual attack multiplier, it was probably a terrifying twentyfold. At this moment, he was carrying the entire momentum as he stepped toward Lin Feng. Each step radiated such confidence, as if Lin Feng was surely dead.
Strong—not just ordinary strong. A figure like this could easily kill ordinary Ninth Layer of Sovereign Martial Realm cultivators. No wonder Lin Feng had felt those strands of killing sound waves continuously piercing through his body along the way, even before this person had shown himself. Only after the eight assassins failed did he personally come out to kill Lin Feng.
The Emperor-Slaying Alliance had mobilized such terrifying force—they truly didn't want to leave him alive in this world.
A terrifying mad demon attached itself to Lin Feng's body, his form seeming to swell. The mad demon roared without cease. At this moment, Lin Feng had transformed into a demon king, continuing to step forward.
"It's going to explode!" The Watcher and the Emperor-Slaying Alliance assassins all retreated. That space was about to detonate, having reached a critical point.
An ethereal howl spread out, and heaven and earth seemed to turn to nothingness in that instant. The entire void finally exploded. The terrifying killing sound waves and Nine Nether sound pierced through both Lin Feng's and the Seven Kills member's bodies. With a booming explosion, the demon shadow behind Lin Feng shattered, the roaring mad demon extinguished. Tens of thousands of killing sound waves pierced through Lin Feng's body. He grunted, a trickle of blood seeping from the corner of his mouth. At this moment, he felt on the verge of death, being slowly torn apart by the invisible killing sound waves.
On the Seven Kills member's body, strands of demonic intent emerged, demonic light flickering in his eyes—the product of the Nine Nether Demon Melody's sound waves pouring into his body.