Chapter 1552: Angry Roar
"Seventh Layer of Sovereign Martial Realm, eight hundred times momentum!" Many strong cultivators' eyes trembled slightly. The higher one wanted to comprehend the power of momentum, the more difficult it became. A thousand times momentum was a qualitative change, as if the surrounding heaven and earth void were all under one's control, allowing one to do as they pleased. This young man's cultivation was only at the Seventh Layer of Sovereign Martial Realm, yet he had already reached eight hundred times momentum. If he reached the Ninth Layer of Heavenly Martial Realm, he would likely have achieved a thousand times momentum, with one foot already stepping into the Martial Emperor realm.
Countless people could never become Martial Emperors in their entire lives, not because they were stuck on comprehending laws, but because they were stuck on a thousand times momentum. As long as one comprehended a thousand times momentum, they could borrow their destiny to comprehend laws, increasing their chances of comprehending laws and stepping into the Martial Emperor realm. But if one could not comprehend a thousand times momentum, they had no chance of becoming an Emperor at all, and would never ascend to the Imperial throne in their lifetime.
Comprehending a thousand times momentum, for those with powerful talent, meant that one foot had already stepped onto the Imperial throne. Lin Feng's ability to grasp eight hundred times momentum in these past few days was thanks to that Martial Emperor strong cultivator, who had plunged him into a deep dream state!
His palm trembled in the void, a domineering and heavy power remaining indestructible in the air. Lin Feng stepped forward against the slashing golden void sword. Behind him, besides the roaring mad demon phantom, another dark demon shadow appeared, silently floating behind Lin Feng, as if eternal and unchanging.
The indestructible demon wall pressed the void sword, preventing it from advancing, halting it in mid-air. Qi Yuchen's golden void domain was retreating, the demon-sealing domain bringing patches of demonic land, eroding the void domain.
Lin Feng extended his hand. In an instant, his palm was covered in surging demonic light, converging into a terrifying black great axe. This axe completely fused the demon's domineering nature with the heaviness of the earth, along with death and indestructibility.
Qi Yuchen felt a terrifying pressure, a force that seemed capable of crushing him. Domineering, absolutely domineering power. At this moment, Lin Feng had set aside his sharpness and gathered all his domineering intent into himself.
"Roar!" The mad demon roared to the heavens. Lin Feng gripped the great axe and slashed down from the sky. The sky-covering great axe in the void turned into a beam of light, merging into this single axe strike, as if to split heaven and earth.
The great axe cleaved through the void. The golden light curtain was forcibly split open, fragile and weak. Qi Yuchen's martial soul had already merged into the golden void power. His hands intersected in the void, wielding a void sword that pierced the heavens, resisting Lin Feng's absolutely domineering strike. The golden void domain seemed to be drained, all void power converging onto this single sword.
"Boom!" The axe that split heaven and earth crashed onto the giant sword. A wave of light exploded in all directions, as if to destroy everything. Qi Yuchen's robes were torn apart, and Lin Feng's long robe was also ripped into many openings. If any weaker cultivators were nearby, they would likely be killed by this residual force.
Qi Yuchen's body trembled slightly, a gurgling sound coming from his throat. But his eyes remained resolute, the giant sword unmoving.
However, at this moment, Lin Feng's foot lifted slightly and took a step forward. The eight hundred times momentum, like a heavy hammer, fell onto the sky-cleaving great axe.
"Pfft!" Blood sprayed from Qi Yuchen's mouth. His knees bent slightly, but he still refused to yield. A martial cultivator, how could they bend their knees? If he were like Zhou Tianruo, he dared not think about it...
Lin Feng stepped again. His palm swung out, and instantly a roaring demonic aura turned into a huge handprint, directly gripping Qi Yuchen's throat, causing Qi Yuchen's face to turn pale. He had gathered all his power to resist this condensed, unyielding indestructible great axe, but Lin Feng could still attack him. How could he continue fighting?
On the Qi Tian Fortress viewing platform, many people stood up, staring coldly at Lin Feng.
But Lin Feng only looked at Qi Yuchen, a hint of mockery in his eyes. "Let Yun'er come here?"
"She's already in Qi Tian Fortress. Don't think you'll see her again!" Qi Yuchen's pupils stared coldly at Lin Feng as he spoke.
"Boom!" Rolling demonic qi erupted with terrifying flames, turning into demonic fire power, viciously crushing toward one of Qi Yuchen's hands. A crackling sound rang out. Qi Yuchen's arm burned in the demonic fire, crushed to pieces. Qi Yuchen screamed in agony. The excruciating pain made him unable to maintain the void sword. The sword and the great axe both collapsed, but a terrifying force surged into his body, making him feel as if his five viscera and six bowels were all collapsing.
"Bring Yun'er here!" Lin Feng spoke again. This voice was no longer meant for Qi Yuchen to hear. The people of Qi Tian Fortress understood this clearly. Qi Yuchen was currently under Lin Feng's control. How could he bring Yun'er to see him?
The purple-robed Martial Emperor's face turned pale. Not only had Lin Feng broken free from control, but he was now beginning to retaliate against Qi Tian Fortress. This was precisely why Qi Tian Fortress never allowed those under their control to reveal their strength in front of the strong cultivators of Qing Di Mountain. They feared these people would escape their control and, after growing strong, become enemies of Qi Tian Fortress. Lin Feng had undoubtedly become one!
But even now, he still didn't understand how Lin Feng had broken the imprint of the Mind Confusion Sovereign. How could he possibly have broken it?
Qi Yuchen was now drenched in sweat, his face pale. He hadn't expected Lin Feng to be so ruthless, to dare to be so ruthless. This was a buffer zone. Qi Tian Fortress's power was still present here, yet he had crippled his arm.
Regardless of whether Lin Feng was ruthless or not, his enmity with Qi Tian Fortress was a life-and-death hatred. Since he had the protection of the Divine Feather Martial Emperor, did Lin Feng need to be polite to him?
"I'll go now!" The purple-robed Martial Emperor's figure suddenly disappeared. Mu Yun was still in the mansion where Qi Tian Fortress was stationed nearby, not far away. With his speed, he could bring her back quickly.
"You'd better be quick!" Lin Feng said indifferently, watching the purple-robed Martial Emperor's departing back. Then, with another palm strike, he viciously struck Qi Yuchen's body, causing his bones to nearly shatter. His body went limp. Those venomous eyes stared at Lin Feng, as if they could kill him with a single glance.
With a tremor of his palm, a void prison enveloped Qi Yuchen. Then Lin Feng, dragging Qi Yuchen's body, turned around and began to move his gaze again.
This time, as Lin Feng's gaze moved, the crowd's hearts seemed to pound. It seemed that whoever he looked at would be in for trouble. First, Zhou Tianruo, kicked back by him. Now, Qi Yuchen, imprisoned by Lin Feng and tortured beyond recognition.
"Rebel Dust Sovereign!" At this moment, seeing Qi Yuchen so humiliated by Lin Feng, Qi Yunsheng, a Qing Di Mountain cultivator from the Qi Tian Fortress viewing platform, finally stood up and looked at the Rebel Dust Martial Emperor.
"Sit down!" Lin Feng's eyes suddenly turned, looking toward Qi Yunsheng, his voice icy cold. This sudden loud shout made Qi Yunsheng's brows shoot up, a sharp light bursting forth. When had he ever been shouted at like this?
The crowd's hearts also trembled at Lin Feng's shout. Qi Yunsheng was a Martial Emperor strong cultivator, and moreover, a Qing Di Mountain cultivator. Lin Feng dared to shout at him too?
For the people of Qi Tian Fortress, regardless of their cultivation level or status, in Lin Feng's eyes, they were all enemies. Was there a difference? If he were polite to Qi Yunsheng, would Qi Yunsheng refrain from killing him if he had the chance next time?
"If you don't want him to die right in front of you!" Lin Feng's pitch-black demon pupils looked at Qi Yunsheng, speaking coldly and domineeringly.
Qi Yunsheng stared silently at Lin Feng, looking into those pitch-black pupils, a terrifying sharpness in his eyes. But those demon pupils remained unchanged, showing no sign of retreat, just staring back at him.
Finally, Qi Yunsheng's body slowly sat down, forcibly swallowing back the words he wanted to say. Qi Yuchen had been injured by Lin Feng. No matter how severe the injury, as long as he didn't die, Qi Tian Fortress could restore him. After all, Lin Feng's cultivation hadn't reached the Martial Emperor level. No matter how severe the trauma, it couldn't be too extreme. So, as long as Qi Yuchen was alive, that was enough. He couldn't guarantee that if he didn't sit down, Lin Feng wouldn't actually kill Qi Yuchen.
Seeing Qi Yunsheng sit down, a cold smile flashed in Lin Feng's eyes. He then coldly swept his gaze over Qi Yunxiao beside Qi Yunsheng.
"I said your judgment was poor. Someone with strength like Qi Yuchen's, you still send out to make a fool of yourselves. If I had been the one to go up, wouldn't this whole situation have been avoided?" Lin Feng said mockingly, then looked at the few people standing beside the viewing platform. Yuan Fei, Bo Re, Li Hen... they were all his friends, his brothers, but now their eyes looking at him held a cold sharpness.
"You will regret this, and soon!" Qi Yunsheng's eyes were icy cold, thinking to himself. Was Lin Feng betting all his hopes on Qing Di Mountain? Did he think that, with his powerful talent, he could make the Rebel Dust Martial Emperor value him and take him into Qing Di Mountain? He had to say, Lin Feng was too naive!
They, the Nine Great Immortal Palaces and Heavenly Fortresses, throughout the ages, how many people had cultivated at Qing Di Mountain and become Qing Di Mountain cultivators? Over countless years, many, many!
The interests involved here were not something that could be completely decided by the word 'talent' alone!
In Qi Yunsheng's view, Lin Feng was staking everything on his talent, on Qing Di Mountain. Once he lost this support, he would die a miserable death!