# Chapter 2004: Alone, Seated Above the World
Many faces turned pale, blood trickling from the corners of their mouths. An invisible, terrifying pressure enveloped the entire space of heaven and earth, and in their minds, it seemed they could hear the sighing voice of a saint, as if from ancient times.
Looking at Lin Feng, after he took three steps forward, the crowd felt as if his body might collapse at any moment, scattering with the wind. Yet that seemingly floating body still stood firmly in place. He did not yield as others expected, not wavering in the slightest. Continuing forward, he approached the Sacred Dao Platform.
"Can Lin Feng also ascend?" The crowd's eyes revealed shock. Today, would the two from Holy City Province become the absolute protagonists, both stepping onto the Sacred Dao Platform?
Before Lin Feng, only Chu Chunqiu had ascended the Sacred Dao Platform. Both Lin Feng and Chu Chunqiu came from Holy City Province.
Earlier, no one could have imagined that Lin Feng would become the second person after Chu Chunqiu to reach this step. Even if he failed to set foot on that Sacred Dao Platform, he had already accomplished what no one except Chu Chunqiu had done.
Like Chu Chunqiu, Lin Feng also lifted his foot and stepped onto the Sacred Dao Platform. The void fell into absolute silence. Lin Feng had succeeded. After Chu Chunqiu, he became another genius detected to have the potential of a Saint King. Now, Lin Feng possessed the conditions to become a Saint King in the future. As long as he continued to advance like this, he would have the opportunity to step into that supreme realm.
"Too unexpected. I didn't think both from Holy City Province would ascend."
"Lin Feng's talent is truly terrifying. It seems we underestimated him before. His defeat of the enfeoffed king Ji Shang wasn't because Ji Shang was weak. Lin Feng genuinely has terrifying talent, otherwise he couldn't have stepped onto the Sacred Dao Platform."
Many people here had already ascended before and knew how terrifying the Sacred Dao Platform was. Lin Feng standing at that highest point was definitely no accident. He had truly relied on his talent to step up step by step.
When Lin Feng stood on the Sacred Dao Platform, he finally understood how terrifying the pressure Chu Chunqiu had faced was. This was no longer a single pressure but all pressures descending together, enveloping his body, squeezing his flesh and blood, collapsing his bones and tendons, destroying his divine soul, and extinguishing his martial dao.
On the Sacred Dao Platform, the Saint Emperor Throne slowly materialized. The dragon raised its head. The seat of the supreme Saint King was filled with endless ancient aura (qi xi), rushing toward him. Lin Feng's gaze fixed on the Saint Emperor Throne, as if it were alive, possessing life.
"Hearing the sound of a saint, where does the saint's voice come from?" Lin Feng spoke, his voice domineering. Then he stepped forward again.
Another sighing sound spread, as if trying to take him to ancient times, making him truly feel that smallness and despair. This sigh enveloped his entire being. In others' eyes, he stood proudly, majestic and towering, like an ancient king. But only he understood his own situation. That sigh wrapped around him, suppressing him in a narrow space, binding him tightly. As long as he refused to give up, there might be a crisis of destruction at any moment. His body trembled, his blood roared, his divine soul shook, and his dao intent seemed on the verge of ceasing to exist.
"Is this the sound of a saint?" Lin Feng murmured, looking at the Saint Emperor Throne before him. That sighing sound seemed to come from nowhere. The entire vast Sacred Dao Platform gave Lin Feng the feeling that it all had life.
"Since I possess a saint's body, why should I fear a saint's sigh?"
Lin Feng stepped out again, facing that terrifying storm. The saint's sighing sound pierced through his body, trying to drain the last trace of strength from him. Lin Feng's body erupted with overwhelming demonic might, like a supreme demon lord. Terrifying dao might spread out—that was his unyielding spirit. Even a saint could not crush his spine.
Watching Lin Feng getting closer and closer to the Saint Emperor Throne, the shock in everyone's hearts was beyond measure. He had done what Chu Chunqiu had not. At this moment, many of them were bleeding from the corners of their mouths under the pressure of heaven and earth, yet they seemed not to notice, their gazes fixed on Lin Feng.
"He can still step forward..." The crowd saw Lin Feng lift his foot and step forward again.
"Boom..." It seemed a heavenly dao sound resounded through heaven and earth. The entire void seemed to tremble slightly. Sounds of blood spattering continued as many people vomited blood, their bodies pressed down, faces pale. In the sky above, the bright and clear heavens seemed about to collapse.
"What a crazy fellow!" Chu Chunqiu stared at Lin Feng on the Sacred Dao Platform. He had also been up there and knew how terrifying it was. If he insisted, he could have held on, but in Chu Chunqiu's view, there was no need to do so.
"That's the sighing sound of an ancient old fellow, isn't it? This Sacred Dao Platform is simply forged from a saint's body," Chu Chunqiu said, shocking those around him. Many people looked at Chu Chunqiu, their eyes flashing sharply.
"A saint's body!" Chu Chunqiu said coldly. "Boom..." Traces of sighing sounds descended from the sky, piercing through everyone's body. Many faces turned pale. Among these geniuses, quite a few were truly severely injured. That wave after wave of attacks seemed endless.
"He's crazy!" The crowd looked at Lin Feng again. His foot fell once more.
Streams of blood splattered in the void, scattering on the drifting immortal mist. At this moment, the saint's sigh echoed continuously in their ears. The crowd all raised their heads, fear showing on their faces.
"The sound of a saint. This is truly the sound of a saint."
Their hearts were all immensely shaken. Lin Feng had triggered the saint's echo. The sighing continued endlessly, heaven and earth resonating together.
Lin Feng's face was ashen. This time it wasn't his own death intent but genuine near-death. His body was about to collapse, his blood was about to burst, his divine soul was about to be destroyed. It seemed he was only a thought away from death. When the saint's sighing sound continuously echoed in his mind, unceasing, Lin Feng seemed about to fall into destruction. His consciousness gradually became blurred. Only the saint's sound remained undying. He could hear no other sounds.
Lin Feng gradually lost his hearing, falling into absolute silence. This silence was like death, about to destroy, true destruction.
This silence instantly turned into eternity, as if a long time had passed. A faint smile curled at the corner of Lin Feng's mouth. Life? Death?
The dao of life and death—why fear life or death?
How could the sound of a saint extinguish the dao?
Even if there truly were an ancient saint, so what? This was merely a sigh. No matter how powerful a Saint King, they were nothing but dust.
Lin Feng had no reverence in his heart, no fear. His foot slowly stepped forward. This step was exceptionally calm, as if there were no resistance at all.
But at this moment, the Sacred Dao resonated, heaven and earth shook. Among those geniuses in the immortal mist, some even showed expressions of despair. They finally felt what saintly might was. That ancient sighing sound seemed undecaying, crushing them down.
"Boom!" When Lin Feng's final step landed, the saint let out one last sigh, causing many people's blood to continuously spill from the corners of their mouths. Afterward, heaven and earth finally returned to calm, as if the clouds had parted to reveal the sun.
The crowd seemed to have experienced a calamity, surviving by a hair's breadth. They had not expected the Sacred Dao Platform to have such terrifying fluctuations, and Lin Feng had actually created such a spectacular scene, triggering the saint's sound resonance.
Raising their heads, their gazes all turned toward the Sacred Dao Platform. At this moment, Lin Feng stood before the Saint Emperor Throne. The dragon raised its head, facing Lin Feng directly.
"I never thought the person with the strongest talent today would be Lin Feng," someone sighed quietly, clearly quite surprised. Lin Feng's strength was definitely not the strongest, but he had reached the end of the Sacred Dao Platform, arriving before the Saint Emperor Throne. This undoubtedly proved Lin Feng's talent. His potential would be extremely terrifying, surpassing king bodies.
"Lin Feng defeated Ji Shang in Holy City Province and today steps onto the Sacred Dao Platform. It seems that from now on, the War King Academy of Holy City Province will become famous."
Someone glanced at Chu Chunqiu, then asked with a smile, "Chu Chunqiu, what did you mean earlier by a saint's body?"
"This Sacred Dao Platform was forged from the body of an ancient saint. The first step is formed from the saint's outer shell, the second step from the saint's flesh, blood, bones, and tendons, and the third layer contains the saint's will..." Chu Chunqiu explained slowly. The others showed shocked expressions upon hearing his words. This speculation was bold. Yet, they felt their hearts beating slightly, as if Chu Chunqiu's words might actually be true.
"And the Saint Emperor Throne?" someone asked Chu Chunqiu. Since the Sacred Dao Platform was forged from a saint's body, the Saint Emperor Throne must be as well.
"The saint's dao soul," Chu Chunqiu said indifferently, causing the crowd's hearts to tremble slightly. Their gazes turned to Lin Feng again. Lin Feng had his back to them. His figure seemed to have become especially tall. He stood there in silence for a long time. After what seemed like an eternity, Lin Feng slowly turned around, his sleeves sweeping. His body sat down on the Saint Emperor Throne—the seat of a saint, the seat of a true destiny king.
"Rumble..." At this moment, heaven and earth suddenly shook, trembling violently, as if an earthquake had occurred.
"What's happening?" The crowd was greatly alarmed, looking at the sky as if heaven and earth were about to collapse.
At this moment, the women of the Holy Spirit Dynasty showed expressions of disbelief. Their bodies trembled with heaven and earth. Then, they knelt on one knee, facing the direction of the Sacred Dao Platform!
At this moment, within the Holy Spirit Dynasty, waves of terrifying aura frantically spread out, their might enveloping heaven and earth!
At this moment, the entire Holy Spirit Dynasty was in turmoil!