Chapter 1990: Kill
At the Ji Clan, Ji Dangtian stood in the void, his gaze fixed on the space below. There, the vast Ji Clan estate was filled with disciples looking up at the sky.
"Today, our ancient sacred clan, the Ji Clan, has lost a Saint Emperor. You must forever remember this day's disgrace," Ji Dangtian said slowly, his voice heavy and oppressive, the atmosphere suffocating the entire Ji Clan.
"You all know that the ancient sacred clans, especially our Ji Clan, which has been passed down through countless ages, are among the most supreme existences even in the Holy City Province. We have always been the ones to bully others. Yet today, we have suffered such humiliation, and a Saint Emperor has been annihilated. Do you understand the reason? It is because those peerless beings above the Saint Emperor realm—even a single one—can easily crush you until you cannot breathe, leaving you feeling powerless. This is the power of a peerless king. I hope that in the future, our Ji Clan can also produce a powerhouse of this level."
The blood of the Ji Clan members surged within them. A peerless king—one could hardly find a single person of such caliber in the entire Holy City Province. The Ten Extremes Old Immortal had descended alone and forced the ancient sacred clan to retreat in defeat. This was the power of the supreme, the existence of the peerless.
"I will not say more. Remember what this day means to our Ji Clan." Ji Dangtian spoke again, then stepped forward and vanished from the sight of those below. The day a saint fell from the Ji Clan—how could they ever forget?
And all of this was because of a single person at the Martial Emperor realm: Lin Feng.
Lin Feng had humiliated the Ji Clan multiple times. First, he had someone blind Ji Wuyou's eyes. Then, he provoked them on the day of Ji Shang's enfeoffment. After that, he controlled and killed Ji Jiang and others, lured the Ji Clan's Heavenly Emperor Ji Qingsong to his death, and now, a Saint Emperor of the Ji Clan had fallen because of him. This hatred was irreconcilable. Yet the Ji Clan could do nothing to Lin Feng because the Ten Extremes Old Immortal had decreed that no one at the Emperor realm or above could lay a hand on him.
The Ji Clan fell into a heavy silence. Within that silence lingered a faint, oppressive feeling—a pressure that drove them to strive forward.
At that very moment, outside the Ji Clan, a figure strolled forward. Gazing at the majestic ancient sacred clan before him, his eyes held only cold indifference.
From the Ji Clan's perspective, they hated Lin Feng to the bone. He had brought them immense humiliation. But from Lin Feng's perspective? The Ji Sect had bullied the Heavenly Terrace. Ji Qingsong had stolen his memories and threatened him. A Saint Emperor had come to seize him, forbidding him from stepping out of the War King Academy. The Four Great Ancient Saint Clans had joined forces. For him, a mere mid-rank Martial Emperor, the Ji Clan was like a towering mountain blocking his path, crushing him until he could barely breathe.
The Ji Clan had gone too far. This hatred left no room for reconciliation.
Outside the Ji Clan, figures moved about. When they caught sight of Lin Feng, their pupils contracted sharply.
"Lin Feng!" Several young Martial Emperor realm experts of the Ji Clan stepped out from the estate, their gazes icy cold, as if they wanted to slice Lin Feng into a thousand pieces. How dare he come to the Ji Clan?
"Lin Feng, you actually dare to set foot on Ji Clan territory!" A high-rank Martial Emperor pointed at Lin Feng, his anger blazing. This was the man who had brought today's disgrace upon the Ji Clan, causing the fall of a Saint Emperor.
Lin Feng glanced at him. His icy eyes held only the intent of death. The pitch-black pupils made the speaker's heart tremble slightly, as if he felt a shiver from the depths of his soul.
"Whoosh!"
Lin Feng's figure moved like the wind, leaving afterimages in the void. His body lunged straight at the Ji Clan youth, as swift as a gale.
At the same time, a bizarre and deadly light shot from Lin Feng's eyes.
"Ahh!" The high-rank Martial Emperor screamed in agony, feeling a sharp pain in his mind. The power of death pierced through his pupils, shooting into his soul. The terrible death brand sought to claim his life.
Lin Feng's body arrived before him. A terrifying fist, carrying the sound of breaking wind and a piercing screech, slammed into the man's head. Lin Feng's physical strength was immense. With this punch, the man's head exploded. His soul was erased along with the death brand. The remaining half of his body flew back into the Ji Clan, a gruesome sight. The other two young Martial Emperors of the Ji Clan stood frozen, as if unable to process what had just happened.
Lin Feng—killing someone right outside the Ji Clan's gate?
If they hadn't seen it with their own eyes, they wouldn't have believed it. A Martial Emperor, alone, had come to the Ji Clan to kill? If someone told this story, people might laugh and call him insane. But this was the ironclad truth. And Lin Feng was now walking step by step toward them.
"Thud!" The sound of Lin Feng's footstep made their hearts pound. His eyes of death seemed ready to strip away their lives.
In the void, waves of deadly qi pierced through their bodies, flooding into them. Their faces instantly turned deathly gray, devoid of any life, like corpses.
Perhaps at this moment, so close to death, they finally realized they weren't dreaming. This was all real. Lin Feng had come to the Ji Clan to kill.
"Die!" The death knell seemed to toll in their minds, making them want to give up resistance. They almost believed they were about to die. And indeed, they were infinitely close to death. When the death brand seared into their souls, they could no longer resist this overbearing and tyrannical power of death law. Their bodies went limp, their lives drained away.
"Boom!"
A wave of icy killing intent erupted wildly. Inside the Ji Clan estate, people noticed what was happening outside and flashed out one after another.
"Lin Feng, how dare you!"
"You're asking for death!"
The chilling killing intent swept out like a storm, and voices spread into the distance. Many experts stepped out, their faces turning extremely ugly as they saw the three fallen figures on the ground.
Lin Feng—he actually dared to come to the Ji Clan and kill people.
Those who came out were all at the Martial Emperor realm. In any ancient sacred clan, Martial Emperors were the most numerous. The higher the realm, the fewer the people. Moreover, at the Martial Emperor stage, most still cultivated within the clan and didn't venture far for training. Even if they did, they often returned to stabilize their realms. But once they reached the Great Emperor realm, they would roam the world, training and exploring, because the Emperor realm was where one truly became a powerhouse.
Lin Feng swept his gaze over the crowd. His eyes of death passed over each person, making them all feel a shroud of death looming over them, causing their hearts to tremble. During the Emperor's List Inquiry, Lin Feng had already proven his strength and his powerful Dao intent. Among the Ji Clan's Martial Emperor generation, few had mastered the power of Dao. There was hardly anyone who could contend with Lin Feng.
In the void, it seemed as if sword intent howled—the sword intent of death. Everyone felt invisible swords of death shooting at them from all directions, making their expressions shift. They all released their martial souls. Most had the Azure Dragon Totem, with the dragon's light guarding their minds. Their killing intent surged like towering waves, roaring toward Lin Feng.
"Kill!" With a explosive shout, countless attacks crushed toward Lin Feng. Splitting ancient roads, roaring azure dragons—the entire void turned chaotic.
"Boom!" Lin Feng stomped heavily on the ground. The earth caved in beneath him. The Ji Clan experts felt a heavy, oppressive force weighing down on them. At the same time, Lin Feng's hand trembled, and an ancient seal appeared. Rumbling explosions rolled endlessly as all the incoming power was engulfed by this seal, collapsing and annihilating.
Lin Feng stepped through the void. Beneath his feet, a brilliant golden light flickered, and his figure vanished instantly, reappearing before the Ji Clan experts. He waved his hand, and the Dao transformed into a river—a river of death, like a heavenly spring, flooding down upon them. The Ji Clan experts retreated explosively. Lin Feng's Dao might could easily wipe them out.
"Die!" Lin Feng roared. It was as if a cursed sound pierced through their minds. The invisible swords of death appeared again, and countless deadly sword lights surged from his body, raging forth. The entire space seemed filled with nothing but the power of death.
"Retreat! Back into the clan!" The Ji Clan members realized they couldn't withstand Lin Feng's strength. When the gap in power reached a certain level, numbers couldn't make up for it.
But even as they retreated quickly, Lin Feng was no slower. The power of void and wind laws enveloped his body, allowing him to appear before them in an instant. His eyes of death directly pierced through one person's soul, killing him on the spot. At the same time, his palm struck out with a Floating World Seal. With a cracking sound, several more fell.
"How dare you!" From deep within the Ji Clan, a thunderous roar rang out. A terrifying imperial might spread, enveloping Lin Feng. But Lin Feng acted as if he hadn't noticed. He waved his hand again, and the Death Tribulation Sword slaughtered endlessly. Figures were pierced through the head by the sword, falling dead on the spot, not even having time to scream.
Lin Feng stepped forward again, appearing before another person. His pupils locked onto the man's eyes. The death Dao intent pierced through his mind, erasing his soul. In just a brief moment, corpses littered the ground outside the Ji Clan. By then, the Great Emperor realm expert had arrived. Lin Feng calmly looked up at him and said flatly, "Do you dare to touch me?"
The man's hand was about to strike, but seeing Lin Feng's indifferent gaze, he forcefully withdrew it. With a furious roar, he slammed his palm into the ground not far from Lin Feng. A terrifying rumble echoed, dust flying, the earth cracking. He stared at Lin Feng and bellowed, "Lin Feng, you are far too audacious!"
"Audacious? When the Saint Emperors of the Four Great Ancient Saint Clans stationed themselves outside the War King Academy, who was audacious then?" Lin Feng's voice was icy cold. A deathly wind brushed past, stirring his long robe. The intent of death still lingered in the void.