# Chapter 1890: Ancient Demon Clan
Lin Feng sat cross-legged on the array formation, ignoring everyone around him as he closed his eyes to regulate his breathing. He was indeed very exhausted at this moment. Cracking and popping sounds came from his bones as the Heavenly Demon Tribulation and Primordial Fury had struck down continuously. If not for his terrifying physical body and his mastery of Life and Death Dao, he would have been completely obliterated.
The quiet Lin Feng actually made the crowd dare not disturb him for a time. Ju Mo's expression flashed with a cold light. He then formed hand seals with both hands, and suddenly, a black ink-colored mark appeared on his body. Silent and soundless, it directly imprinted toward Lin Feng's seated body.
"Chi!" The black ink-colored mark directly entered Lin Feng's body. It was very subtle, almost imperceptible. However, Lin Feng's eyes suddenly flashed with an icy cold light. Terrifying power surged toward the mark that had entered his body to erase it, but he found that he simply could not erase it. The mark seemed illusory, as if it did not exist at all.
"That is a unique mark of my Ancient Demon Clan. It is fundamentally illusory. You cannot erase it." Ju Mo's voice transmitted over, causing Lin Feng's eyes to turn and gaze at Ju Mo. His pupils flashed with sharp, cold light. Waves of death qi suddenly burst forth to annihilate, like sharp sword beams shooting toward Ju Mo.
Ju Mo's pupils suddenly contracted. His soul force bloomed as a demonic roar rumbled through the void. Ancient demon phantoms appeared one after another, shattering and cracking apart.
"Void Sword, with a Death Brand." Ju Mo stared at Lin Feng, his expression carrying intense coldness. He said coldly, "Hand over your cultivation method, or else in this Heavenly River Battlefield, since you have been marked by my Ancient Demon Clan, you cannot hope to survive."
"People of the Ancient Demon Clan." The distant crowd stared at Ju Mo, their pupils slightly contracting. This Ancient Demon Clan was an extremely powerful force. Their main sect was unknown somewhere in the outside world, but they had established a branch in this Heavenly River Battlefield, with many generations of powerful experts stationed there, directly garrisoning the Heavenly River Battlefield.
And this Ancient Demon Mark was a special technique developed by the Ancient Demon Clan. It had no killing power, but it allowed members of the Ancient Demon Clan to track their targets. Therefore, the Ancient Demon Clan was very domineering in the Heavenly River Battlefield, and their own strength was also very formidable and terrifying.
"Ancient Demon Clan?" Lin Feng's pupils rotated with life and death, dark and terrifying. His feet suddenly stamped heavily as he charged toward Ju Mo. His icy-cold pupils once again shot out terrifying Death Brands, while Void Death Sword Seals stabbed forth.
"Kill!" With a explosive shout, the Tai Chi Life and Death Diagram carried terrifying attacks as it shot out explosively, causing Ju Mo's soul to tremble violently. Suddenly, a terrifying demon shadow emerged, transforming into demon venerables that charged out, colliding with Lin Feng's Death Sword Seals. At the same time, his palm fiercely slapped forward, and a heaven-covering giant demon handprint crushed across the sky, emitting rumbling, muffled sounds as if the void itself would explode and collapse.
"Such formidable power." Lin Feng's pupils condensed. His body abruptly shot up into the sky. His entire body carried terrifying sword intent as terrible laws attached to his fist light. He roared and punched out, and a terrifying destructive stream of light spread in all directions. Lin Feng felt as if his arm would be shattered as his body retreated like a gale wind back to his original position, as if he had never moved.
Ju Mo was not feeling well either. Lin Feng's Void Death Sword Seal combined with the Death Brand was terrifyingly powerful. The Death Sword Seal was formless and invisible, capable of directly killing people. Those without strong souls would inevitably be killed by it, caught off guard.
"Observing his demonic power, he should have just entered the Mid-rank Emperor realm, still at a low level. Yet his power can actually contend with my Ancient Demon Palm Seal. This shows how formidable his secret technique for tempering the physical body is." Ju Mo thought secretly, greed flashing in his eyes. He stared at Lin Feng and said, "Your strength is not bad, but your realm is too far from mine. Hand over your body-tempering secret technique and your ancient cultivation scripture, and I will spare your life."
"Hmph." Lin Feng snorted coldly. He then stamped his foot and swiftly departed, ignoring Ju Mo's words. This Ancient Demon Clan—he did not know what kind of existence they were, but their physical strength was extremely terrifying. His own physical body was already extremely powerful now. Among Martial Emperors who did not deliberately cultivate their bodies, almost none would have such a formidable physique as his. However, this Ju Mo's physical body was even stronger than his, and his cultivation was at the peak of High-rank Emperor. His soul was powerful, and even the Death Sword Seal could not deal with him. Fighting Ju Mo, he had no advantage.
"Can you escape?" Ju Mo snorted coldly. His figure pursued Lin Feng. The two galloped wildly through the Heavenly River Battlefield.
"Chi..." Suddenly, a terrifying golden long spear stabbed toward Lin Feng. This golden long spear seemed to be branded with terrifying flames, creating a rainbow in the void as it sought to pierce through and kill Lin Feng.
"Hmph." Ju Mo behind him seized this opportunity to frantically accelerate. At the same time, a surging, powerful sense of strength surged forth from his body, as if the moment he caught up to Lin Feng, he would slap him to death with one palm.
Lin Feng's pupils were icy cold to the bone. His eyes shot out terrifying death light, annihilating and killing, stabbing toward the person in front.
"Weng!" The long spear shook. The golden long spear charged forward without hesitation. The opponent ignored Lin Feng's attack, determined to send the long spear into Lin Feng's heart.
But at this moment, Lin Feng's body suddenly shifted slightly. With a "pu chi" sound, the golden long spear directly pierced into Lin Feng's chest. However, it did not stab his heart. This easy penetration stunned the opponent for a moment. He had never imagined that Lin Feng would not dodge. The next moment, fear began to spread and grow.
But everything was already too late. The speed of their exchange was extremely swift. His long spear had directly entered Lin Feng's body, and Lin Feng's fist had already descended upon his head. With a "hong long" explosive sound, his head was directly torn apart. Lin Feng's palm fiercely threw his corpse backward. The golden long spear was still embedded in his body. However, when the crowd saw Lin Feng's deathly cold pupils, they felt their scalps go numb.
Endless life force surged from Lin Feng's body. As he stepped forward, he fiercely pulled out the long spear and threw it backward, not even glancing at it. His feet continuously stamped upon the void, as if each step carried wondrous light patterns, allowing his form to teleport through space, yet also carrying a carefree aura. Moreover, on Lin Feng's body, Wind Law and Void Law were infused.
"Hmph." Ju Mo slapped the golden long spear away. His speed was wild as he stamped upon the void. Each step seemed to shake heaven and earth. Wherever he passed, many people cast doubtful glances at the two. However, without any conflict of interest, they would not easily meddle with these two.
"Such a strange footwork, and also Void power." Ju Mo looked at the light pattern marks left in the void as he passed, his heart turning cold. He actually could not catch up to Lin Feng's pace.
At this moment, a jade slip appeared in his palm. Traces of divine thought fluctuations transmitted into the jade slip, but his speed did not stop at all.
Lin Feng continuously fled for a long time. Suddenly, before him, rumbling void tremors rolled over, carrying an overbearing, extremely powerful sense of strength. Lin Feng's pupils turned cold as he looked ahead. He saw a person with a similar aura to Ju Mo charging toward him. With each stamp, heaven and earth shook.
"Ancient Demon Clan expert." Lin Feng abruptly changed direction. However, on that side, heaven and earth also shook. Another figure rolled over, seemingly wanting to encircle and annihilate him in this Heavenly River Battlefield.
"Don't provoke me, or I will surely kill you." Lin Feng suddenly turned around, coldly sweeping his gaze over Ju Mo. A surging killing intent erupted from his body. However, Ju Mo was a powerful expert. How could he retreat because of Lin Feng's words? He stamped his foot, and behind him, a demonic venerable figure emerged.
"Kill!" Ju Mo roared explosively. Demonic heads crushed toward Lin Feng, pressing down to kill him. This was the oppressive power of the soul, trying to crush Lin Feng into collapse.
"Dong!" Above Lin Feng, a giant demon handprint suddenly appeared, pressing down to kill, trying to crush Lin Feng within it. This Ancient Demon Palm Seal was like a true giant demon king's palm, not an illusory seal technique.
Lin Feng raised his hand and fiercely struck out a palm. The terrifying force heavily suppressed him downward, as if he would fall into the Yellow Springs. This scene caused Ju Mo's pupils to slightly contract. Lin Feng falling into the Yellow Springs was not what he wanted. He wanted Lin Feng's body-tempering secret technique and ancient scripture.
But at this moment, Lin Feng suddenly pounced out, charging upward from below. His eyes shot out waves of death intent. At the same time, his palm grasped the void. Suddenly, a prison emerged, binding Ju Mo's body.
Ju Mo's expression stiffened. In that instant, Lin Feng abruptly rushed into the sky, fiercely grabbing one of Ju Mo's legs and yanking him downward. The terrifying force caused Ju Mo and the prison to shoot like arrows toward the Yellow Springs.
"Break!" Ju Mo roared angrily, forcibly shattering the prison. However, Lin Feng pressed down from above. Suddenly, dazzling silver wings appeared, fiercely dancing downward. Gale winds howled. The Purple River War Chariot rolled forward, frantically suppressing Ju Mo, trying to blast him into the Yellow Springs.
Ju Mo's expression changed drastically. He roared, his body charging upward. His palm swept across, and a demonic blade slashed through the void, cleaving apart all attacks.
In this flash of lightning, the other two experts also attacked. Lin Feng's wings suddenly flashed as he directly rushed into the distance. A terrifying killing intent surged from his body. If the Ancient Demon Clan pressed him further, he would surely make them die without a burial place.