Chapter 1899: Enlightenment of the Dao
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The battlefield of the two legions grew increasingly chaotic. The celestial river stood tall in the void above, while the Yellow Spring roared below. With no path to heaven above and no gate to earth below, only a fight to the death remained. The waters of the Yellow Spring had already swallowed countless corpses of the strong.
There were not many small-scale legions that could still maintain order. The Water Moon Cave Heaven Legion, with Lin Feng as its core, was one such force. With Lin Feng wielding the Life and Death Dao, they could maximize the lethal effect of Death Nether Force. Already, many had fallen by their hands.
At this moment, Lin Feng's figure drifted back, standing in the void as he gazed at the rolling battle below. Strong warriors fell, death energy ran rampant, and even the Yellow Spring seemed stained with the intent of death, as if black rivers of water roared and churned beneath.
The Yellow Spring roared. As long as a corpse fell into it, it would transform into Yellow Spring water, vanishing forever from this world.
Suddenly, a terrifying killing intent surged toward Lin Feng like rolling waves, causing his pupils to contract. He looked into the distance and saw a neatly arrayed small-scale legion staring coldly at him, their killing intent surging without pause.
"This man can borrow the Death Nether Force of the dead from the Underworld to wield Life and Death. Kill him." A cold voice rang out. Immediately, figures stepped through the void, and oppressive energy from all directions surged toward Lin Feng, filled with the aura of slaughter.
"Release the Earth Law."
A cold, chilling voice spat out. The figures raised their hands and clenched the void. Instantly, a heavy, terrifying force descended upon Lin Feng and his group, making their flesh, blood, and bones feel unbearably oppressed. At the same time, an invisible, heavy force squeezed their bodies, attempting to immobilize them.
Without hesitation, Lin Feng unleashed a Taiji Death Nether Diagram, sweeping it forward. The Water Moon Cave Heaven experts frantically channeled Death Nether Force into it, and in an instant, the Nether Diagram expanded and rolled ahead.
"Void Law." One person shouted coldly. He stamped his palm, and golden threads began to envelop the entire Life and Death Diagram, as if trying to isolate it with the power of the void.
"Kill him." Lin Feng spat out a chilling word. His icy Death Eye fell upon the speaker. In that instant, the man felt a terrifying black Sword of Death shooting from the void toward his soul, a deadly brand that could claim his life.
"Buzz!" A terrifying soul force suddenly transformed into a fearsome soaring dragon, rolling toward the void Sword of Death. But at that moment, he felt countless Death Laws pierce through his body, causing his life force to drain away wildly. Even his life essence was being stripped, as a Death Brand was planted within him.
"Perish." A voice rang out like a death knell. In an instant, the soaring dragon collapsed. The void Sword of Death pierced through his head, branding itself onto his soul. A wave of despair surged, and then his soul shattered. He lost all sensation forever, his body plummeting into the Yellow Spring below, dissolving into its bloody waters.
"Retreat. Attack with force." Lin Feng uttered a single word. The Purple River War Chariot roared forward with the power of death, while the others unleashed powerful attacks but retreated. Lin Feng suddenly formed a Death Seal with his palm and struck it onto one person, saying, "Kill him."
As his words fell, endless death energy corroded simultaneously. In just a few moments, the scene repeated itself. That man was powerful, which was why he had charged to the front, but he also fell the fastest.
Retreat, retreat again. Lin Feng and his group showed no desire for prolonged battle. They only blocked their opponents, killing anyone who came close. Members of the opposing legion kept falling into the void, causing the others' faces to turn ashen. Finally, they stopped advancing, retreating like the wind and sweeping toward other targets.
They had realized that fighting Lin Feng's group was futile. Lin Feng's tactics were too ruthless. He didn't seek to annihilate the enemy quickly but killed them one by one, even retreating dozens of miles to stretch the battle line endlessly. Whoever killed the fastest was eliminated first. At this rate, they wouldn't have enough men for Lin Feng to kill.
"Kill." Lin Feng spat out coldly, giving chase.
The Water Moon Cave Heaven experts all took a deep breath. Their group was likely the only one that remained completely intact, with no casualties. This was all thanks to Lin Feng. His methods were formidable, and his tactics were clear—retreat when danger arose, never engaging in pointless battles. Seeing Lin Feng's cold, Death-filled eyes, they understood that even if all the legions from both realms perished, Lin Feng would not be moved. In his eyes, there were no allies or enemies. Whoever threatened him, he killed.
Soon, the retreating forces found Lin Feng's group pursuing them, and their fury blazed. These bastards were too despicable—they wouldn't fight head-on. When you advanced, they retreated, killing one by one; when you retreated, they advanced, ambushing and killing. If they caught anyone alone, they would annihilate them instantly. They all understood that the reason this small-scale legion wielded such terrifying power was not only Lin Feng's mastery of death but also the absolute unity centered around him. The Water Moon Cave Heaven members now followed Lin Feng's commands completely, their cohesion terrifying.
At their level of strength, even when forming a legion, making everyone revolve around a single core was extremely difficult—unless that person could truly conquer everyone with overwhelming force, like Ji Shang, who possessed absolute power as the number one of War King Academy, capable of leading a large legion with himself as the core.
Although Lin Feng didn't command a large legion, he held absolute authority over this small one. Everyone revolved around him, obeying his every word. Thus, the combat effectiveness of this team was amplified.
Soon, Lin Feng and his group killed several more experts, seizing their corpses to prevent them from falling into the Yellow Spring.
However, the strength of Lin Feng's small legion could only influence the battle's direction, not decide its outcome. The Underworld legion had been suppressed from the start, suffering heavy losses, and still couldn't reverse their decline. As the battle line stretched, it became clear that the Underworld forces were at a disadvantage. But at least they had managed to block the enemy, inflicting equally heavy losses on that legion, preventing it from reforming into the invincible army that had swept everything before.
Now that chaos had set in, Lin Feng saw no need to fight fiercely. He stood in the void, the celestial river above him, his gaze sweeping over the battle below. Every attack became images flashing through his mind. Watching the vast battlefield as an observer was a truly wonderful experience.
"Ji Shang's Dao should be Annihilation. With a single thought, it seems to annihilate one's soul, while also oppressing my flesh, blood, and bones. Those weaker than him would likely have their bodies and souls completely obliterated by his Dao intent, ceasing to exist. This Dao has immense killing power. If cultivated to its peak, with a single thought, heaven and earth would collapse, and he could probably sweep through an entire legion alone."
Lin Feng watched Ji Shang and Yang Mian still locked in battle. No one could intervene in their fight, which seemed to cleanse heaven and earth. Yang Mian's strength was also terrifying. His Dao was the Reincarnation Wheel Dao, capable of crushing and transforming an opponent's attack power, even rebounding their divine abilities. This Dao was not only powerful offensively but also incredibly defensive. Cultivated to its peak, it could probably rotate an entire legion's attack with a single thought, unleashing unimaginable power.
Of course, both had only reached the minor accomplishment stage of their Dao, not yet possessing the power to destroy heaven and earth.
"Yang Mian is a descendant of the Ten Courts of Yama's Wheel King, with terrifying strength. He's almost at the peak among Nether Emperors in the Underworld. For this man to fight Yang Mian so fiercely without losing ground—his strength is truly frightening," a Water Moon Cave Heaven expert remarked slowly.
Lin Feng had been thinking that Ji Shang, as the number one of War King Academy and soon to be enfeoffed as a king, was the second-strongest Martial Emperor in Holy City Central Continent. For Yang Mian to contend with him was rare. But hearing this, he understood. Their perspectives differed. Ji Shang was a top Martial Emperor of Holy City Central Continent, while Yang Mian was equally one of the peak Nether Emperors in the Underworld.
"Ji Shang's Dao—Annihilation intent transforms into light that sweeps through a void, annihilating everything. Yang Mian's Dao intent transforms into an ancient Reincarnation Seal, striking with boundless power. Green Lotus Commander's Dao transforms into a green lotus, nurturing all things and encompassing laws. My Life and Death Dao—how can it be limited to the formation of the Taiji Life and Death Diagram?"
As this thought stirred in Lin Feng's mind, he waved his hand. Sharp sword lights appeared in the void, each infused with Dao intent. But soon, these sword lights dissipated. Lin Feng felt his Dao intent was unstable, meaning his Dao was still in its infancy, unable to reach the minor accomplishment stage like Ji Shang and Yang Mian.
"Life is for saving, death is for killing. For the Life and Death Dao, I only need to infuse Death Dao intent into my attacks. In the Underworld, death is black water." A dark, deathly gleam flashed in Lin Feng's eyes. He swept his hand, and a river of black water cut through the void, filled with infinite death power, as if Death Dao intent had merged into it.
The black river roared, sweeping through the void, already containing terrifying might. Seeing this, Lin Feng revealed a hint of a smile, as if his understanding of using the Dao had deepened. From now on, his attacks would be more fluid and powerful, no longer limited to infusing Dao intent into formations for attack. Though formations were powerful, they lacked flexibility compared to divine abilities that could be wielded freely, moving with the mind.