Chapter 2033: Enlightenment
When Lin Feng's sword sliced through Mo Anran's body, the multi-system terrifying power contained within the sword suddenly exploded completely, causing that body to burst apart entirely, turning to ashes in the void.
This brutal scene caused everyone's hearts to tremble violently. Lin Feng, with a single sword strike, had slain an imperial figure of the Great Desert Imperial Dynasty. Moreover, those emperors selected to enter the ruins were the most outstanding emperors of their respective dynasties. Mo Anran was naturally one of them, one of the few best of the Martial Emperor generation of the Great Desert Imperial Dynasty. Now, he had been killed by Lin Feng's sword.
But at this moment, two illusory figures appeared in the void. One was an aged illusory figure carrying a soul — Mo Anran's divine soul. When Lin Feng crushed his divine sense, he was about to completely erase Mo Anran's divine soul, but this triggered the protective power within his mind, which carried Mo Anran's divine soul away from his body, narrowly escaping Lin Feng's life-seizing sword at the last critical moment.
"Humph!" Lin Feng snorted coldly. His feet suddenly stepped forward, sweeping through the air like a fierce gale. He unleashed the Saint Spirit Fist, and instantly, it seemed as if endless sword light tore through the void. At the same time, the Sword of Death directly struck at Mo Anran's fleeing divine soul, causing the old man's expression to stiffen. He snorted, and a soul fist blasted through the air, as if a vast desert sandstorm had rolled together, crashing against Lin Feng's attack.
Watching the two illusory figures retreat, Lin Feng stopped his pursuit. He stood in the void and said coldly, "If the Great Desert Imperial Dynasty cannot afford to lose, then don't come here to make a fool of yourselves. In front of all these geniuses, you have become the shame of the Great Desert Imperial Dynasty."
Mo Anran's divine soul let out a roar. But now, his physical body had been shattered by Lin Feng, and he was utterly powerless to fight back. Moreover, from now on, even if he found a new body, his talent would be diminished. This battle, for him, was devastating.
Everyone hadn't expected that Lin Feng would destroy the physical body of a Great Desert emperor in his very first battle. If not for the protective power, Mo Anran would have completely fallen at Lin Feng's hands just now. This shocked everyone's minds. As a result, those genius figures who had been burning with battle intent began to hesitate. Killing Lin Feng to seize the sacred object would be difficult.
Especially those who weren't from imperial dynasties became even more cautious. Even if they had the ability to kill Lin Feng and seize the sacred object, would these powerful imperial figures allow them to take the sacred object and leave easily? Probably not.
"People of the imperial dynasties, are there any emperors who will still make a move to kill Lin Feng and seize the sacred object?" At this moment, a voice rang out. The speaker was none other than Wang Jian. His voice was as sharp as the Dao he controlled.
The expressions of those imperial emperors all froze, their sharp gazes flashing. Wang Jian's words carried hidden meaning.
"I also want to ask," Zhuo Qing spoke up as well. "Since Lin Feng has challenged all the heroes, and the sacred object was originally an ancestral item of the Qi Tian Holy Capital, we will show deference and let the imperial dynasties compete first. If the imperial emperors can kill Lin Feng and seize the saint's object, we naturally won't contend. However, if the emperors do not compete, and we obtain the sacred object with our lives on the line, I hope the imperial dynasties will promise not to interfere."
This made everyone's expressions freeze. It seemed that the Indestructible Diamond King Body, Zhuo Qing, had also developed the intent to compete. But first, he wanted to eliminate his worries — if the imperial dynasties didn't compete, then they would. Let the imperial emperors go first.
"I feel the same way," Wang Jian echoed, putting pressure on those imperial emperors.
Their words were reasonable. They had already made concessions, letting the imperial dynasties have priority. If the emperors couldn't win, then they would make their move. If they seized the sacred object under these circumstances, it would be unreasonable for the imperial dynasties to interfere further.
"Among the people here, aside from those imperial emperors, probably no one can match the combat power of Wang Jian and Zhuo Qing. If the emperors can't win, they will surely make a move to kill Lin Feng. With the strength of Wang Jian and Zhuo Qing, Lin Feng is in great danger."
Everyone thought to themselves. Everyone had seen Lin Feng's combat power. He had just destroyed the physical body of Mo Anran, an emperor of the Great Desert Imperial Dynasty. His combat power had directly entered the ranks of top-tier prodigies — a genius among geniuses. There weren't many here who could contend with him; probably not even two hands could count them.
"Take your time discussing. I'll be waiting here." Lin Feng's gaze swept over everyone, and he said proudly. Then he returned to the mountain peak, sat down cross-legged, and actually began to cultivate with his eyes closed, completely disregarding the dangerous situation before him.
A clone materialized, and then Lin Feng's true self entered a state of selflessness. The intent of the Heavenly Ze Ancient Tree spread from his body. It seemed as if a storm of laws was gathering toward him — the power of ten thousand laws, enveloping him in the elements of law.
The intent of the Azure Lotus spread out, and the ten thousand laws seemed to carry an embracing aura. Lin Feng comprehended the Great Dao, forgetting everything, sinking into the essence of the Desolate Ancient Town Heaven Saint Law that had been passed down to him from the Ancient Saint of Qin Mountain.
Once he entered this state, Lin Feng forgot everything, as if he had entered the ancient desolate era, observing and comprehending the Town Heaven Saint Law. It was a supreme suppression power, capable of suppressing heaven and earth, even suppressing the Three Thousand Great Daos.
That divine essence made one want to devote their entire being to it, forgetting everything.
"The Desolate Ancient Town Heaven Saint Law is Qi, is Momentum, is Spirit." Lin Feng felt all the meridians and flesh in his body trembling, as if gathering endless power into one, transforming into a form of suppression. Any suppression object could be an ancient terrifying beast, or a heaven-shaking great cauldron — there was no fixed form.
Lin Feng saw the ancient saint of the desolate era standing tall against the sky. A single glance could suppress the heavens. A giant foot trampled the earth, making the earth immovable. He gathered all the momentum of heaven and earth into himself, unleashing the Town Heaven Saint Law. That awe-inspiring majesty, once seen, would never be forgotten in a lifetime. Without a saint's personal transmission, one could never obtain the inheritance of this essence.
"Hmm?" At this moment, the strongman of the Holy Spirit Imperial Dynasty looked at Lin Feng. He saw Lin Feng's bloodline seeming to surge, his momentum galloping and moving. All the power within his body seemed to coalesce into one, while the heavenly and earthly power and the power of ten thousand laws around him crazily poured into his body, wanting to merge into that supreme momentum.
"This guy actually has the mind to cultivate at a time like this. He's quite an oddball," the Holy Spirit Imperial Dynasty strongman thought to himself. No wonder he could step onto the Saint Dao Platform, sit on the Saint Emperor Throne, and receive the inheritance of the ancestral ancient saint. He indeed had extraordinary qualities. Challenging all the geniuses like this was not something an ordinary person would dare to do.
Others also noticed Lin Feng's situation, and their expressions froze. Lin Feng was actually cultivating, and that momentum was so strong, as if he wanted to gather all his power into one. The suppression power emanating from him could be felt clearly even from a distance.
"This attack gathers all momentum into one. Once released, it will surely be earth-shattering, with terrifying power." From that momentum, everyone could feel that the power it would unleash would be terrifying. At this moment, the strongman of the Qin Imperial Dynasty frowned slightly. Feeling the explosive momentum within Lin Feng, it was somewhat similar to the power cultivated by his Qin Imperial Dynasty.
Lin Feng had obtained the giant foot of the ancestral ancient saint. Had he gained something from it?
Yan Emperor's figure flickered, and he stepped forward, causing Snow Drift Princess's expression to freeze. She said, "Imperial Brother, Lin Feng is, after all, a guest invited by our Tianci Imperial Dynasty to the holy capital. He entered the ruins with me. Now that he has obtained the saint's object, it is his fortune. It's one thing for others to make a move, but it seems inappropriate for you to do so."
"The ancient saint's object should rightfully belong to our imperial dynasties. Since Lin Feng has made such bold claims, I naturally want to compete for it," Yan Emperor said calmly. A gentle water intent spread from his body.
Water is the softest element of the five elements. The softest becomes the hardest, ever-changing. The people of the Tianci Imperial Dynasty specialized in water law power.
Yan Emperor stepped forward, and it seemed as if a gurgling sound of flowing water rolled toward Lin Feng. But at this moment, a strongman of the Holy Spirit Imperial Dynasty waved his hand, annihilating that power, and said, "When Lin Feng is cultivating, no one may disturb him."
"No matter. I have already finished cultivating," Lin Feng's clone said. Then he sat cross-legged, as if deep in thought. Although the clone didn't have the comprehension ability of the true self, thinking was no problem. At this moment, Lin Feng's clone was contemplating: The Saint Spirit Creation Divine Art could condense countless saint spirits, merging them into one, transforming into supreme attack power. It could also seize the creation power of heaven and earth. If three thousand powerful saint spirits simultaneously seized the creation of heaven and earth, the power would be unimaginably terrifying.
As for the Desolate Ancient Town Heaven Saint Law, it wasn't so complicated. Compared to the Saint Spirit Creation Divine Art, it was more like a single-system attack. However, this single-system attack could derive countless suppression forms. Its purpose was to unleash the strongest suppression power, making that single-system attack reach its most powerful and terrifying level.
At this moment, Lin Feng was contemplating: If he used the condensed saint spirits to form momentum, could he derive a form, transforming it into the strongest suppression power?
While thinking, Lin Feng's true self had already stepped forward. It seemed as if a majesty was roaring within him, wanting to gather completely. At the same time, saint spirits appeared around him, devouring the law power of heaven and earth, as if seizing creation power to create the strongest saint spirit.