Chapter 2021: Bared Fangs
In the chaotic abyss, due to the extreme darkness, everyone was frantically fleeing, causing collisions between people.
Fortunately, Lin Feng had stored quite a few Space Array Talismans on him, so he managed to escape danger and charge into the high altitude of the abyss. However, at this moment, a pitch-black palm pressed down towards him, bringing a suffocating sensation. Lin Feng's body suddenly erupted with overwhelming sword might, transforming into a sword that shot out to the side, directly piercing through the gaps between the fingers of the palm.
"So close." Lin Feng felt the palm brush past his body, cold sweat breaking out on his skin as he continued to rush upward.
"Roar..." A terrifying sound suddenly reverberated within the abyss, causing everyone's hearts to tremble violently. The demon king at the bottom of the abyss seemed to let out an enraged roar, as if these noisy intruders had thoroughly provoked him.
"Boom!" A heavy sound echoed through the abyss, and then a massive, dark hand swept up madly from the abyss's depths. This time, the demon king of the abyss showed no mercy, enveloping the entire space of the abyss with a speed that made hearts pound with fear.
Lin Feng could already see the exit above. Beside him, Chu Chunqiu and the others were also sprinting. They were among the deepest, but because of their speed, they had overtaken some and were nearing the exit. Yet at this moment, they felt the hand of death closing in behind them.
Chu Chunqiu let out a roar, unleashing his spiritual will to the extreme. A terrifying radiance enveloped his entire body as he tore through the void like an arrow of light, his speed leaving others in the dust.
Zhuo Qing and Wang Jian were also using all their trump cards; this was a life-or-death crisis. Lin Feng stomped the void with his full strength, light patterns flaring up as his body shot out, hurling himself out of the abyss and then diving to the side.
The hand almost brushed past Lin Feng as it extended out of the abyss. On that massive palm were several figures, their eyes filled with despair. Even Ying Mo of the Ying Clan was among them, having ventured deep into the abyss due to his decent strength, and now met this fate.
"Whoosh!" The hand suddenly closed, causing the hearts of those outside to shudder violently. They continued to flee without stopping, not daring to linger. Having provoked the dark demon lord of the abyss, who would dare stay here?
Lin Feng showed no hesitation, shooting out like an arrow towards the exit. Who knew what madness the terrifying being chained in the abyss might unleash? Against an existence of that level, he had no power to resist; being locked onto by its attack meant almost certain death.
When Lin Feng burst out of the cave, his figure flickered as he landed on a mountain peak. His eyes swept across the sky around him, and he froze in place.
Everything had changed. Stepping out of the ruins' exit, all was different. This was no longer a castle but true ruins. As far as the eye could see, the void was shattered, and the clouds on the horizon were like blood-dyed sunset, casting a bloody glow on his face. The air was filled with a chilling desolation—the coldness of a setting sun stained with blood.
"Lin Feng." In the distance, someone's gaze shot towards Lin Feng on the peak, their eyes cold. They stepped forward, heading straight for him.
"Hand over the saint's skull." A cold shout rolled out. The two figures had icy pupils, a murderous intent enveloping Lin Feng as they closed in.
At that moment, Lin Feng raised his hand, and saint spirits manifested around him. Suddenly, behind Lin Feng, giant swords seemed to materialize. The blood-red sunset reflected off the blades, adding to the killing intent.
"Come and take it." Lin Feng said indifferently, his voice devoid of any emotion. He looked at the two figures charging towards him as if they were already dead men, with not a trace of feeling.
"Kill!" One man took a fierce step forward, his fist light shattering the sky, radiating a five-colored brilliance of boundless power. The other leaped into the void, as if he himself were that blood-red setting sun, descending from the heavens to strike. Terrifying blood light engulfed the void, and Lin Feng felt his own blood begin to burn.
Forming a sword seal with his hand, Lin Feng sent the giant swords behind him flying out. The charging expert snorted contemptuously, his supreme fist force breaking through a thousand jun, causing the void to explode and crack. His fist seemed to carry a power that could annihilate the Dao itself, shattering even Dao techniques. The sword light was crushed and scattered under his overwhelming fist force.
But at that moment, Lin Feng's sword seal moved forward. There was no dazzling ancient sword breaking through the air, no rolling momentum—just a beam of light as plain as the setting sun. Yet when it exploded, it was more dazzling and beautiful than the blazing sun itself.
The moment that sword tore through the opponent's body, Lin Feng moved, charging towards the other man. A killing sword intent enveloped him, ready to annihilate any power.
Seeing Lin Feng kill one expert, the man's expression turned serious. His palm trembled, and Lin Feng felt not only his blood burning but also his soul about to ignite. At the same time, the man pressed downward, and a fire dragon roared towards Lin Feng.
Lin Feng punched out, opening a golden path ahead. He strode forward, walking through the fire dragon to close in on his opponent.
Void sword intent lashed out, and Lin Feng also unleashed the Five Radiant Saint Spirits. Instantly, five radiant saints manifested and charged straight into the opponent's mind. The man felt the five saints enveloping his body, leaving him with no escape.
In that moment of mental lapse, a heaven-defying, terrifying sword intent descended, draining the color from his face.
"Blazing Annihilation!" The man's hand clenched fiercely, but Lin Feng seemed not to notice, pressing forward. The terrifying sword intent remained condensed, unleased.
Dazzling light blinded the eyes. Lin Feng's sword slashed out. By now, the distance between them was short, and this sword erupted in that instant. The blazing annihilation flames were split apart, and a sword mark appeared on the man's brow, extending downward.
Lin Feng stepped forward and tapped the man's head. Instantly, his body exploded. Lin Feng continued on, as if he had merely eliminated a roadblock.
Those watching from a distance felt a chill in their hearts. They hadn't faced Lin Feng directly, so they couldn't feel the thunderous killing power of his attacks, but they had seen that fatal sword strike—its power was truly terrifying. Even a genius was cleaved apart with a single sword.
A gust of wind swept by as Lin Feng sped off into the distance. After condensing the saint spirits, he could finally integrate his sword techniques, unleashing formidable killing power. But he wasn't arrogant enough to think he could handle a combined assault from top Martial Emperor-level experts. Being surrounded would be disastrous.
Lin Feng surged forward, quickly leaving that space. The road ahead seemed endless, blood-stained clouds pressing against the sky, as if eternal and unchanging.
After traveling for a while, Lin Feng arrived at a mountain range and stopped. Scanning the area, he began to inscribe array formations while also sending a message to Meng Qing and the others. Leaving behind a clone, he started cultivating within the formation.
Lin Feng did not bring out the saint's skull. The sword intent contained in that cranium was too powerful; he felt he couldn't control it yet. For now, he would visualize a few more saint spirits.
Sitting cross-legged, Lin Feng seemed to forget where he was, entering a state of selflessness. He visualized the power of curses, using the Heavenly Derivation Scripture to derive it, combining the power of curses with the Immovable Radiant King's power into a single saint spirit, while also infusing demonic intent. After many attempts, he finally manifested this Curse Saint Spirit.
Even after this, Lin Feng did not end his cultivation. He turned to visualizing the Nine Nether Saint Spirit.
Having witnessed the dark demon king in the abyss, Lin Feng deeply felt that this sacred land's secret realm was far more terrifying and complex than he had imagined. That fearsome dark demon king was chained in the abyss—who had the divine power to bind him? And what kind of existence was a being of that level?
Meanwhile, Meng Qing and Hou Qinglin had been separated while dodging in the abyss. Receiving Lin Feng's message, they began moving towards his direction, but now they were acting alone.
Hou Qinglin moved alone. To his left, another figure appeared, clad in a blue robe. When his gaze turned and met Hou Qinglin's, a strange light flashed in his eyes.
"Whoosh!" With a step, the blue-robed man stomped the ground and lunged straight at Hou Qinglin. A terrifying pressure descended instantly. Hou Qinglin's expression stiffened as he turned sharply.
"Chu Chunqiu." Hou Qinglin sensed a deadly crisis. The aura Chu Chunqiu emitted was awe-inspiring, especially his eyes, which seemed to want to devour him.
Hou Qinglin instantly retreated, a sword appearing in his hand. He slashed out directly, and reincarnation light turned into a roaring vortex that twisted towards Chu Chunqiu. But Hou Qinglin didn't want to fight; he knew his strength still lagged behind the current Chu Chunqiu.
An eerie roar burst forth. Chu Chunqiu punched through the reincarnation, shattering it. His spiritual will erupted wildly, and his speed suddenly increased.
"No need to run." Chu Chunqiu's cold voice spat out. He stepped through the void, each step seeming to cross space, his kingly aura making hearts tremble.
"So this is Chu Chunqiu's true face?" Hou Qinglin continued to retreat. Chu Chunqiu cultivated the Heaven Devouring Scripture, able to devour others' spiritual will for his own use. Though Chu Chunqiu had always been extremely low-key and gentlemanly despite his unparalleled talent, he had first revealed his edge on the day of the Emperor's List Inquiry. And now, it was no longer just an edge—it was bared fangs!