# Chapter 2034: Suppression and Slaughter
"Be careful of my imperial brother." At this moment, a voice drifted into Lin Feng's ears. It was a reminder from Drifting Snow Princess, and she seemed quite cautious.
"En." Lin Feng sent a voice transmission back, his gaze fixed on Yan Imperial Prince. At this moment, behind Yan Imperial Prince, a martial soul suddenly manifested, appearing exceptionally ethereal and elusive, as transparent as glass.
"This imperial brother of mine has a mutated martial soul. The Dao he has achieved is also unique to him, allowing him to merge with water, making attacks unable to threaten him." Drifting Snow Princess's voice sounded again. Lin Feng then saw Yan Imperial Prince's body twist like water, giving off an unreal feeling, as if it could collapse at any moment.
Lin Feng punched out. The Saint Spirit Fist carried sharp sword intent, roaring as it attacked, unstoppable and indestructible. Yan Imperial Prince stepped forward, and the sharp sword slashed toward him instantly. However, his arm trembled slightly, and as it merged with his martial soul, becoming transparent, his arm turned water-like. The sharp sword pierced straight through his arm—no blood, no severed limb. Yan Imperial Prince's hand then returned to solid form.
"This Yan Imperial Prince's power is truly peculiar. We rarely see him fight in battle, yet none of the genius figures from the various imperial dynasties have ever dared to underestimate Tianci Dynasty's Yan Imperial Prince, not even Wang Jian, whom he invited." Someone murmured quietly.
"Such a bizarre technique." Lin Feng was somewhat surprised by this scene. It was exactly as Drifting Snow Princess had described—a wondrous Dao. But how did he apply this Dao to his attacks?
After all, the Three Thousand Great Daos were all powers of martial arts.
Yan Imperial Prince stepped toward Lin Feng. His palm suddenly trembled, and in the void, terrifying lakes and rivers materialized, converging into an extremely rigid water pillar that blasted toward Lin Feng. The condensed water pillar seemed to gather the power of the Heavenly River, concentrating the explosive force of an entire ocean into a single point. The roaring power gave one the feeling of a terrifying force capable of piercing through everything.
Lin Feng's expression was cold. He condensed Saint Spirit power into his fist radiance, slashing out with an extreme sword light that split the towering water pillar apart. A terrifying force slammed onto the sword edge, spreading to Lin Feng's body, showing just how ferocious its might was. The softest water also possessed the hardest force.
Suddenly, the ocean-like power transformed into a vortex, wildly swirling around Lin Feng. It then abruptly turned into endless freezing ice crystals, freezing and sealing Lin Feng's body. At the same time, the terrifying ocean that had wrapped around Lin Feng suddenly manifested countless frozen sharp swords, stabbing toward him.
"A rigid sword cannot break through soft water, but can water break through a sword?" Lin Feng's body erupted with overwhelming, terrifying sword intent. Boundless momentum seemed to converge into a sword. His soul, his meridians, his flesh and blood—at this moment, they all took on the form of a sword. The momentum of the surrounding world also seemed to gather upon him. His entire being was no longer human-shaped but sword-shaped.
The terrifying attacks struck him. The extremely sharp swords were directly sliced apart. Lin Feng's body broke through all restraints, charging out from the roaring ocean vortex, cutting through everything.
Seeing Lin Feng charge out, Yan Imperial Prince snorted coldly. His body seemed to melt, dissolving into water. Lin Feng's sword stabbed directly into it, but was instantly enveloped. Rumbling sounds rolled forth, and a water-type force surged into Lin Feng's mind.
An extreme cold threatened to freeze Lin Feng's soul to death. It was a terrifying turbid yin force, causing Lin Feng to feel excruciating pain in his soul. This was not a physical attack, yet it was far more terrifying than a direct one.
"Is this Yan Imperial Prince's true Dao?" Lin Feng felt that not only his soul was about to be frozen and killed, but his body as well. That extreme yin power was too cold, too poisonous. Then, a frozen water blade slashed toward his head, seeking to annihilate him.
"Curse Annihilation!" The power of the Curse Saint Spirit spread wildly. Cursing the water caused it to dissipate on its own. The water on Lin Feng's body continuously vanished. A human-shaped water form appeared before him—it was Yan Imperial Prince. The Yan Imperial Prince who had merged into the water had a venomous expression and suddenly charged into Lin Feng's body.
Rumbling sounds rang out. Yan Imperial Prince's entire being seemed to merge with Lin Feng. Lin Feng felt that his bloodline, his muscles and bones, were all about to dissolve under that terrifying yin turbid force, turning into stagnant water.
"This is Yan Imperial Prince's strength—so bizarre and terrifying." The crowd's expressions tightened. They seemed to have underestimated Yan Imperial Prince's power. He didn't have that kind of terrifying, domineering attack, but this kind of insidious, poisonous power was enough to instill fear.
"Roar!" Behind Lin Feng, a demonic dragon roared, letting out a terrifying shriek. A devouring power spread wildly, directly swallowing the ocean-like water. Rumbling sounds continued without end. The demonic dragon devoured even the source of the water. Lin Feng's body erupted with endless sharpness. His bloodline roared. His entire being was covered in infinite sword light, slaughtering everything. There was also a terrifying curse power, seeking to curse and annihilate the water power on his body. And of course, there was a terrifying deathly ocean, suddenly enveloping the void.
A body was directly pulled out from Lin Feng's form. It was still a water body, but it was now covered in a deathly gray color—the power of death. Yan Imperial Prince's body separated from Lin Feng, but Lin Feng's expression was icy cold. At this moment, he could feel a terrifying yin turbid force in his soul and body, extremely cold.
"Yan Imperial Prince's power is all water-based. Others find it difficult to attack and kill him, but he has also sacrificed his own direct attack power. If it were Wang Jian or Zhuo Qing, a single strike at close range would be fatal. But Yan Imperial Prince hasn't achieved that yet." Lin Feng thought to himself. However, this did not diminish Yan Imperial Prince's terror in the slightest. If it weren't for Lin Feng's soul and physical body being tempered to an extremely powerful degree, Yan Imperial Prince's invasion just now, with that yin turbid force, would have been enough to take his life.
Moreover, with Yan Imperial Prince's physique and the power he excelled at, it was far too difficult for others to attack and kill him.
"The Primordial Ancient Heaven Suppression Saint Art can suppress all heavens. The Three Thousand Great Daos can all be suppressed. Although I don't have that kind of might, at least I should be able to suppress water, right?" Lin Feng murmured softly. At this moment, his eyes closed slightly. The wind brushed past. The Saint Spirits before him merged into his body, transforming into boundless sword intent.
At this moment, Lin Feng seemed to be placed in the primordial ancient times—vast, open, grand. He seemed to be cut off from everything outside, with only himself remaining. The momentum of heaven and earth seemed to surge into his body. His body seemed to be transforming, taking on sword form. His soul transformed into a sword, his body into a sword, his bloodline into a sword.
"Chi..." A suppression force pulsed out, causing the crowd's pupils to all contract. What divine ability was Lin Feng using? Such a terrifying momentum. They felt that in that space, only Lin Feng remained. Even the air was gone. Lin Feng seemed to have come from the primordial ancient times—an eternal sword of that era.
His essence, energy, and spirit converged wildly, all integrating into one, all transforming into sword form. Lin Feng's body seemed to disappear. He was no longer a person, but a giant sword. Besides sharpness, there was also a power to suppress everything, using this giant sword to suppress all heavens.
"Chi..." The sword broke through the air. A terrifying force spread out. Yan Imperial Prince felt that he was about to be eternally suppressed by this giant sword. His expression changed slightly. Rumbling sounds rolled forth. His entire being seemed to transform into rivers and lakes. Without a physical body, how could he be suppressed?
"Boom!" The giant sword struck the rivers, as if coming from the primordial ancient times. At this moment, the rivers seemed to freeze—no longer roaring, no longer flowing, as if completely still. Between heaven and earth, only that sword suppressed there. Any power would be suppressed and slaughtered.
The rivers were continuously crushed into powder, directly dissipating into the void.
"Even formless water can be suppressed and slaughtered." The crowd's pupils contracted. They saw that ancient sword, seemingly from the primordial era, still releasing endless terrifying power, suppressing there, as if it would exist eternally, never disappearing. And under this suppression force, the formless water continuously dissipated, bit by bit being erased, as if it were being evaporated.
"Although Yan Imperial Prince makes it so others cannot attack him, this also divides his own power. Otherwise, if he were whole, he could break free from this suppression force. Unfortunately, now that he's divided, he's being suppressed to death. Lin Feng's divine ability is truly terrifying."
"This is the ancestral Saint Art of our Qin Imperial Dynasty." At this moment, all the experts of Qin Imperial Dynasty trembled in their hearts. This was definitely their ancestral Saint Art. What he didn't say was that although this was the ancestral Saint Art, after evolving to this day, it had long lost the shadow of the original. But they had seen it in ancient texts. And this power vaguely connected with their current power—they were of the same origin.
"Lin Feng, you obtained my ancestral Saint Art power from the giant foot." The experts of Qin Imperial Dynasty could no longer remain calm. The ancestral Saint Art had reappeared in the world. How could they not be excited? Yet it was Lin Feng who had cultivated it.
The experts of Holy Spirit Imperial Dynasty, on the other hand, had their expressions tighten. Lin Feng had even cultivated the ancestral Saint Art of Qin Imperial Dynasty. This made matters even more complicated. As for the genius figures, they became even more jealous of Lin Feng. No wonder he had such terrifying suppression power, pinning Yan Imperial Prince down without being able to move.
At this moment, Yan Imperial Prince's body flickered in and out of visibility within the water, struggling and twisting continuously. But with his body divided, he could only watch helplessly as parts of his body were continuously suppressed and annihilated.
"Lin Feng, stop!" An expert of Tianci Imperial Dynasty shouted explosively. But the suppression force continued. At this moment, the rivers in the void were completely suppressed and slaughtered, all submerged and formless. At the same time, the terrifying power began to envelop the giant sword that Lin Feng had transformed into.
"Let's go!" A step was taken. It was an expert of Holy Spirit Imperial Dynasty. The giant sword that Lin Feng had transformed into reverted to human form, and he directly fled with the expert of Holy Spirit Imperial Dynasty. The genius figures looked at each other in dismay. Lin Feng had killed Yan Imperial Prince of Tianci Imperial Dynasty.
"This guy!" Drifting Snow Princess watched this scene, feeling somewhat shocked. She sighed in her heart. Although her imperial brother was basically hostile to her on ordinary days—after all, they were half-siblings, and the competition was extremely fierce. In an imperial dynasty, such relationships couldn't involve feelings. But there was still a blood connection. Seeing him fall at Lin Feng's hands, she couldn't help but sigh.