# Chapter 2045: The Suffocating Storm
The Holy Emperor of the Holy Spirit Dynasty stood up, his figure flickering as he descended beside Lin Feng. He lowered his voice and said, "Lin Feng, the Snow Clan has murderous intent toward you, and the others covet the treasures on your body and will take advantage of your downfall. They will absolutely not stop here."
"I understand. Holy Spirit Dynasty, you must treat her and her child well," Lin Feng said calmly, causing a sharp gleam to flash in the Holy Emperor's eyes. Hearing Lin Feng speak this way naturally brought him comfort. Their Holy Spirit Dynasty was not like Yan Di and those of the Tian Yan Holy Clan. Yan Di and his people had no fixed abode, coming and going freely, killing when they pleased and leaving when trouble arose. Thus, Yan Di could act recklessly, but the Holy Spirit Dynasty could not.
The Snow Clan and those imperial dynasties and ancient saint clans also understood this principle. That was why the Snow Clan, fearing that Yan Di and his people would kill the Snow Mastiff, truly shut their mouths. The Tianci Dynasty had no choice but to accept Yan Di's mockery. Lin Feng could understand the Holy Spirit Dynasty's position, and the Holy Emperor naturally felt relieved.
"Lin Qiongsheng will surely become the future Holy Emperor, and as for her, you need not worry. Her status in our dynasty is unshakable, even without the support of the Holy Prince," the Holy Emperor said. "Additionally, I will dispatch many strong experts from the Holy Spirit Dynasty to accompany you. At the very least, our dynasty can bear some of the pressure for you."
"Leave the Snow Clan to me. You all focus on the Guang Han Palace people. As for the others, without the Snow Clan making a move, no one will dare to bite," Yan Di said calmly. Everyone nodded in agreement. Then the Holy Emperor waved his hand, and figures of powerful experts from the Holy Spirit Dynasty flickered, appearing silently behind him.
"Let's go out," Lin Feng said calmly, lifting his foot and stepping outward. A group of figures surged forward, all heading out of the great hall. They could already sense that outside the Holy Spirit Dynasty, a vast aura lingered without dispersing—clearly, those powerful figures had gathered there.
After Lin Feng and the others left, a graceful figure draped in a tight black robe appeared in the great hall. Watching the departing figures, she lightly stepped forward and followed.
A fierce wind swept past. Outside the Holy Spirit Dynasty, the gathered crowd saw figures drifting through the void above, and their gazes all focused.
"It's Lin Feng. He actually came out on his own."
"Everyone, prepare. The Snow Clan will capture Lin Feng. The Tian Yan Holy Clan and others will intercept," the crowd said one after another. However, they only saw the group of figures in the void not pausing at all, directly whistling over their heads, causing their expressions to freeze.
"Chase!"
"Whoosh!"
Terrifying auras spread wildly. A group of powerful figures simultaneously soared into the air. The entire sky above was filled with formidable figures rushing past like shadows.
"Who are those people? Such terrifying auras."
"So strong. So many top-tier figures."
On the road to Qi Tian Holy Capital, many people looked up, watching the figures sweeping overhead. They all felt their bodies tremble, extremely shocked. Those auras were too terrifying.
"They came from the direction of the Holy Spirit Dynasty. I heard that today Lin Feng hosted a banquet inviting the Snow Clan's strong experts. Could it be them?"
"Very likely. It seems a terrible battle is about to break out. Let's go take a look."
The terrifying figures sweeping through the void attracted countless people to keep moving forward. Lin Feng and the others arrived at a vast and expansive space. Suddenly, they stopped moving forward. One by one, powerful figures descended to the ground, accompanied by cracking sounds. When their feet touched the ground, the hard bluestone below continuously developed spiderweb-like cracks, spreading outward in all directions. An invisible pressure swept across this space, turning into howling gales that rolled into the distance.
The clouds in the void churned violently, and the airflow in the heavens and earth seemed to become chaotic. The pursuing strong experts descended one after another, standing in the void. Their figures instantly scattered, forming an eight-direction encirclement against Lin Feng and his group, as if to ensure Lin Feng and the others could not escape even if they grew wings.
"Holy Spirit Dynasty, do you still intend to interfere in this matter?" In the void, the Holy Emperor of the Tianci Dynasty spoke coldly, a terrifying pressure descending from the sky.
"The Holy Spirit Dynasty will not interfere in the grievances between the Snow Clan and Lin Feng. However, Lin Feng is the Holy Prince of our dynasty. Anyone else who wants to touch Lin Feng should think carefully. After all, it's not just our Holy Spirit Dynasty that has prince figures," the Holy Emperor said lightly. Their bodies stood in the void around Lin Feng.
Everyone's gaze turned toward the strong experts of the Snow Clan. A cold aura filled the heavens and earth. However, at this moment, the experts beside Yan Di stepped forward one by one, suddenly advancing toward the Snow Clan's strong experts. A terrifying pressure seemed to be released toward the Snow Mastiff, causing the pupils of the Snow Clan's experts to contract slightly, their expressions growing even colder.
The strong experts of the Tian Yan Holy Clan did not speak. They simply stood there, forming an encirclement against the Snow Mastiff. The meaning was already clear: if the Snow Clan moved against Lin Feng, they would immediately dare to move against the Snow Mastiff. Otherwise, the Snow Clan could try it.
This invisible pressure caused the Snow Clan members' expressions to darken. They had thoroughly hated that old Daoist Yan Di in their hearts, yet they had to admire his deep scheming. They only surrounded but did not attack, merely restraining them so they dared not touch Lin Feng. In this way, the Tian Yan Holy Clan had offended the Snow Clan, but they had not killed a single person from the Snow Clan. Under such circumstances, even if the Snow Clan sought revenge later, they could not possibly have a Saint act. As long as the Saints did not act, even if others could find where the Tian Yan Holy Clan members were, they could not touch them—unless they mobilized the Snow Clan's army of experts to surround and annihilate them. But that was still unrealistic. The Snow Clan would not go to such great lengths over this matter. After all, Yan Di had not harmed a single hair on the Snow Clan.
Of course, if they insisted on killing Lin Feng, that would be a different matter. The problem was, under these circumstances, they could not gamble the Snow Mastiff's life for Lin Feng. So, it remained a stalemate where no one could touch anyone.
However, at this moment, the strong experts in the void moved. All of them took a slight step toward Lin Feng below. But at the same time, the strong experts of the Holy Spirit Dynasty spread out around Lin Feng, guarding this place.
"Holy Spirit Dynasty, you cannot stop everyone today," Xi Emperor said, his face still cold. His beautiful features made it impossible for anyone to harbor thoughts of defilement. His voice was calm, and the experts around him also took a slight step forward, their pressure bearing down on Lin Feng.
"Thump, thump..." Figures flickered as the strong experts of the Holy Spirit Dynasty blocked the space above Lin Feng, facing the people of Guang Han Palace. Yan Di had said they needed to be especially wary of Guang Han Palace.
A light figure stepped into the midst of the crowd, silently standing behind Lin Feng. Lin Feng's gaze flickered as he looked toward the direction behind him, and his pupils involuntarily contracted slightly. It was her.
This woman was draped in a black robe, her face covered with a veil. She stood sideways to Lin Feng, quietly standing there.
"So her strength is this great." Lin Feng sensed the aura emanating from her—very formidable. This surprised him quite a bit. The Holy Prince's consort chosen for him by the Holy Spirit Dynasty was actually a very powerful figure. When he had faced her several times before, the faint aura she exuded was one of sorrow and weakness, with not a trace of that domineering presence. But now, he could clearly feel it.
The oppressive atmosphere of the standoff in the void could be clearly felt even a hundred miles away. The clouds in the void seemed to have frozen, and the wind had also stopped. So many terrifying experts gathered together, with a great battle on the verge of breaking out. Even in Qi Tian Holy Capital, this was extremely rare—a situation that might not occur even once in a hundred years.
The people in the distance all felt their hearts tremble. They stood far away, gazing in this direction, not daring to come too close. Otherwise, once the battle erupted, the terrifying power would sweep across heaven and earth, easily causing collateral damage.
"Thump!" Finally, a sharp aura spread through the void. Someone took a step forward, standing in the sky. However, to everyone's surprise, this person was not one of those top-tier figures, but a peak Martial Emperor realm expert—Wang Jian.
This stalemate needed someone to break it, and the one to break it turned out to be Wang Jian.
Lin Feng looked up, gazing at Wang Jian in the void. His expression was calm and indifferent. In truth, he had been waiting all along, waiting for these experts to make a move, to see who would dare to truly kill him. However, these people were clearly more cautious than he had imagined. When the Snow Clan could not act, they let Wang Jian step forward. A peak Martial Emperor realm expert battling Lin Feng—if they killed him, the forces behind Lin Feng would have nothing to say, would they?
With Wang Jian at the center, a sharp storm howled. The bodies of the other experts stood still like statues, no one moving. It was as if this moment of silence was the prelude to an earth-shattering event.
Today, no matter what, Lin Feng must die. With so many people pressing in, how could he escape alive? As for the things on him, they must also be handed over.
Behind Wang Jian, golden spears appeared, pointing at Lin Feng. A terrifying sharp aura surged endlessly, and a golden storm swept through the void.
"Kill!" With a fierce shout, the endless spears broke through the air, shooting toward Lin Feng like golden lightning bolts streaking across the sky, heading straight for him. The stalemate of silence was finally broken. No one knew how this storm would unfold, but for those from the various dynasties and ancient clans, they all knew one thing: Lin Feng must die!