Chapter 1915: Floating World Seal
At this moment, many powerful figures had gathered around Lin Feng and the others, forming a formidable force. Lin Feng swept his cold gaze over them, and a deathly chill burst from his pupils, causing those experts to feel a secret tremor in their hearts. They wondered how this man, whose cultivation seemed mediocre, could possess such terrifying eyes, as if a single glance could see through one's life and death.
"Lin Feng, let's see how your Life and Death Dao has progressed now." Ao Xu spoke in a rumbling voice, his foot suddenly stepping forward. In an instant, a surging, overwhelming aura of domineering Dao swept through the void. The mere pressure seemed capable of crushing a person, and combined with Ao Xu's formidable cultivation at the peak of the Demon Emperor Realm, he was like a terrifying primordial beast.
Lin Feng and the Sword Blind also shot forward. The Sword Blind transformed entirely into a beam of light, flashing again and again—not only fast but also cunning and ruthless. As for Lin Feng, streaks of Death Tribulation Swords tore through the air before him, and wherever his pupils swept, a dreadful deathly aura seemed to sweep outward. At the same time, a terrifying River of Death rolled through the void, accompanied by a gurgling sound. One person who failed to dodge in time was directly engulfed by the black river of death, and when he reappeared in the crowd's sight, he was already a corpse.
"Dao power—all three have mastered Dao intent." The attacking experts' expressions shifted, and then several furious roars rolled out as terrifying power frantically radiated into the distance.
"Die." Ao Xu's expression turned cold. He grabbed at the void, and the domineering might pressed down relentlessly on that person. A bloody light suddenly exploded, and the opponent's body burst apart, splattering crimson blood wildly.
That person roared again, charging at Ao Xu like a madman, extremely ferocious and terrifying.
Ao Xu's hand suddenly reached out and grabbed. In an instant, a terrifying phantom of a blood dragon appeared, its claws seizing the opponent's body. With a sharp twist, the opponent's body exploded and died.
Many powerful figures, as they fought against Ao Xu, Lin Feng, and the others, continued to fall. However, this Heavenly River battlefield was filled with experts everywhere, and upon hearing the roars, they all rushed over in waves.
But at that moment, a strange aura suddenly descended from the Heavenly River above. The crowd's expressions tightened, and they raised their heads abruptly. There, they saw a massive mountain range rolling down from the Heavenly River. This mountain exuded a terrifying sense of power, causing those below to feel a suffocating pressure.
The wind rose, the clouds surged, and the void of this Heavenly River battlefield roared as if the end of the world had arrived.
"This is..." Lin Feng's heart trembled slightly as he stared at the ancient mountain descending from the void. Could it be like the time when the innate immortal undying king body had descended from that divine temple, with someone inside the immortal mountain?
But this ancient mountain was different from that immortal mountain. This one radiated a terrifying pressure from the outside, as if it would overturn an entire world. Beneath the mountain, light and shadow flowed. In Lin Feng's eyes, the mountain was no longer a mountain but had transformed into a colossal ancient seal, about to annihilate this world.
This ancient seal seemed to have no obvious attribute—neither the power of earth nor the power of space. It was as if it were a pure seal of annihilation, extremely pure, about to crush this world.
"There might really be something good descending this time." Ao Xu stared at the immortal mountain pressing down from the void and murmured softly. The ancient mountain slowly descended, directly falling toward the roaring Yellow Spring below. The roaring Yellow Spring did not engulf or sweep away the ancient mountain; instead, the mountain floated on the Yellow Spring like a small boat, incredibly wondrous.
"Such a heavy ancient mountain, yet it doesn't sink." Lin Feng's pupils contracted slightly, his heart shaken. When the ancient mountain descended from the Heavenly River, it seemed small, but now that it stood on the Yellow Spring, the crowd could see that the mountain was enormous. One side of it was flat, with five peaks piercing the sky like fingers. This flat side was like a terrifying hand seal, and the dreadful aura was precisely emanating from it.
Many people rushed over, their gazes shifting from Lin Feng, Ao Xu, and the others to the ancient mountain, or rather, to that smooth, mirror-like wall of the seal mountain.
"Let's go take a look." Ao Xu suddenly stepped forward, appearing directly in front of the smooth mountain wall of the ancient mountain, staring straight at the ancient seal. In an instant, a terrifying force radiated outward, causing Ao Xu's pupils to burst with brilliant light. Then the crowd saw him stomp heavily on the void, releasing an unparalleled domineering pressure as if he wanted to stand firm like a mountain. Yet the crowd still felt his body swaying as if in a storm. Finally, after persisting for a moment, a thunderous explosion rang out, and Ao Xu's body was sent flying, trembling violently, with blood trickling from the corner of his mouth.
"Such a terrifying seal technique—Floating World Seal. What kind of power is this?" Ao Xu's pupils contracted. Seeing Ao Xu like this, the others also trembled inwardly. It seemed the seal technique carved on that side of the ancient mountain was extremely fearsome.
"Is there Dao might within?" Lin Feng asked Ao Xu. Given Ao Xu's cultivation, if there were no Dao might imbued within, it would be hard to believe that a mere ancient seal could injure him.
"It feels like there is, and like there isn't. I can't sense what kind of power it is. That ancient seal seems to be formed naturally, not belonging to any single system of power." Ao Xu said slowly. The crowd's eyes flickered with sharp light, and suddenly another person stepped forward to the mountain wall. But like Ao Xu, he couldn't last as long before being blasted back, his body injured.
Lin Feng's expression flickered, and then he also stepped forward, arriving directly in front of the mountain wall. In an instant, Lin Feng felt a terrifying pressure surging toward him. It was a series of ancient seals, seemingly born from heaven and earth, not belonging to any single power system. This ancient seal enveloped his entire being, even covering the space around him. Dreadful seals continuously struck at him, like illusory seals from the void.
"From illusion to reality, seeming both real and illusory—does this contain Dao might within?" Lin Feng's pupils contracted, and then his body retreated, not persisting in observing that ancient seal.
But Lin Feng quickly advanced again, appearing above the ancient mountain. A strange aura frantically radiated from his body, soon enveloping the ancient seal floating on the Yellow Spring. With a thought, the crowd saw the ancient mountain vanish from their sight, and their pupils all froze, staring at Lin Feng with overwhelming pressure.
Even Ao Xu was stunned for a moment before looking at Lin Feng. Lin Feng's pupils were pitch-black and icy cold. He stepped forward and said, "Kill our way out."
Ao Xu's huge eyes flickered, and then he burst into laughter. They were going to kill their way to the end of this Heavenly River battlefield anyway—killing was the plan. Since Lin Feng had taken the ancient mountain, what was there to fear? Kill their way out.
The Purple River War Chariot led the way, rolling forward. Even the war chariot seemed to radiate deathly light. The bodies of Lin Feng and the other two shot forward, and with a wave of his hand, a River of Death appeared, sweeping through the void. Who dared to block them?
Yet still, figures charged at Lin Feng from different directions, each radiating terrifying power, as if ready to deliver a fatal blow at any moment.
Tens of millions of Heavenly Demon Tribulation lights flashed, accompanied by crackling sounds as they tore through the air. Those pitch-black Death Tribulation Swords were as fast as lightning, striking out. Lin Feng's gaze shot forward, locking onto one person. That person immediately felt a terrifying deathly force assault his mind, and then the River of Death swept over, engulfing him. Lin Feng's figure didn't pause for a moment as he continued charging forward.
Overwhelming attacks frantically rained down on the three of them. Ao Xu burned with rage, and a dragon roar shook heaven and earth. His fists broke through the void, unleashing endless Blood Dragon Fists. At the same time, a terrifying blood dragon hundreds of meters long hovered in the void, directly charging at one person. Its claws grabbed and crushed the opponent's body, while a domineering might swept out, leaving no one able to stand in its path.
The Sword Blind followed behind Ao Xu, occasionally unleashing a fatal Light Sword, while Ao Xu blocked attacks for him.
"All three have comprehended Dao power—their combat strength is terrifying." The crowd's expressions stiffened. Many began to retreat and make way as the trio passed, not daring to clash head-on. Lin Feng and the Sword Blind's attacks were extremely dangerous—one brought instant death, the other was a Light Sword—while Ao Xu's was pure domineering force. No one could stop them; whoever blocked was killed.
Meanwhile, in another part of the Heavenly River battlefield, the Heavenly River suddenly split open, and another ancient mountain descended, attracting the attention of many experts. They attacked the mountain, causing it to collapse and shatter, but from within emerged a wild and terrifying demonic cultivator. With a single palm strike, he killed one person, and everyone who approached was slaughtered by him. This demonic cultivator's strength was too terrifying.
His gaze turned toward the Nine Heavens Continent end of the Heavenly River battlefield, and a cold gleam flashed in his brow. Then his body shot forward, also heading in that direction. Wherever he passed, anyone who dared to block his path would surely die—no one could stop him.
This figure was none other than the unparalleled genius of the Ancient Demon Clan, Ju Zi. He had already missed the three-day opening period of the Immortal Kingdom Trial's entrance and had descended directly from the Heavenly River, just like the innate immortal undying king body expert from before.