# Chapter 2051: Inescapable Calamity
The Holy Spirit Dynasty had received an uninvited guest. This person was the Holy Emperor of the Qin Dynasty, Qin Qian, and he specifically requested to see Lin Feng.
Because of the connection through the ancient saint, the Holy Spirit Dynasty brought Qin Qian to meet Lin Feng.
"Holy Emperor Qin Qian, what business do you have with me?" Lin Feng looked at the Holy Emperor before him and spoke calmly.
"I have come for my ancestor's sacred body. Lin Feng, I need to bring my ancestor back to the Qin Dynasty." Qin Qian's expression was cold as he spoke. However, Lin Feng just snorted coldly and stared at him indifferently.
Qin Qian did not become angry either. He continued speaking: "Not long ago, the Snow Clan descended upon the various dynasties and ancient saint clans. They will likely come to take your life soon. Every move of the Holy Spirit Dynasty is being monitored. More importantly, the Snow Clan will have a saint descending. I do not wish for my ancestor's sacred body to fall into the hands of the Snow Clan. That is my Qin Dynasty's ancestor, Qin Shan."
Upon hearing Qin Qian's words, Lin Feng's gaze contracted slightly. The Snow Clan, a saint was about to descend. So the old man had guessed correctly after all. The Snow Clan still had not let things go.
"If I hand it over to you, how can you possibly protect the sacred body? Wouldn't that be inviting disaster upon yourself?" Lin Feng said coldly.
"I came here secretly this time. Hand over my ancestor's sacred body to me, then sneak out of Qi Tian Holy Capital yourself. Flee as far as you can. The Qin Dynasty will do its utmost to stall for time. Wouldn't that be a perfect solution for both sides?" Qin Qian still tried to persuade Lin Feng.
"There is no need. If a saint descends, I will let fate decide." Lin Feng replied indifferently. "Holy Emperor Qin, please return."
Suddenly, a wave of pressure descended upon Lin Feng. That terrifying oppressive force seemed to freeze even his blood. The moment Qin Qian released this pressure, surging auras rolled in from all around the courtyard, all landing upon Qin Qian.
"Holy Emperor Qin, mind your status." A faint voice came through. Qin Qian still did not withdraw his pressure. He looked at Lin Feng and said, "You want my ancestor to be taken away by the Snow Clan."
"If you have the courage, then stop the Snow Clan. If you don't, why waste words? Or do you want your ancestor to slap your face again in the future?" Lin Feng said contemptuously. Qin Qian was silent for a moment, then finally snorted coldly and left this place. A voice came from the void: "Leave quickly. Otherwise, you won't have any chance at all."
After Qin Qian left, figures flickered and descended beside Lin Feng. The Holy Emperor of the Holy Spirit Dynasty and the Flame Emperor were both there.
"It seems the old Daoist's guess was correct. The Snow Clan actually sent a saint here. Ruthless indeed." The Flame Emperor said softly.
"Old man, is there any way to break this?" Lin Feng asked the Flame Emperor.
"Although I, the Emperor, have the ability to steal the heavens and replace the sun, the might of a saint suppresses heaven and earth. They go against the natural order and transcend into sainthood. Even I, the Emperor, am powerless." The Flame Emperor spread his hands, causing Lin Feng's eyes to stiffen. "That's not what you told me back then."
This bastard, was he trying to get him killed?
A true saint was not something he could contend with by controlling the sacred body. Moreover, the wisp of consciousness of the ancient saint Qin Shan had now fallen into slumber. Even if he wanted to borrow the power of the sacred body, he was powerless.
"In any case, at least your life won't end." The Flame Emperor said indifferently. "As for fleeing, with so many eyes watching you, if the Snow Clan is determined to send an ancient saint, where can you run? You have to face it eventually. Better sooner than later."
Lin Feng fell silent. Such was the might of a saint. With a saint descending, where could he go? The War King Academy, the Holy Spirit Dynasty—all were inextricably linked to him.
Lin Feng was not the only one silent. The entire Holy Spirit Dynasty once again fell into that oppressive atmosphere. No one expected that not many days after Lin Feng had shaken Qi Tian Holy Capital, driven the ancient saint's body, killed a Holy Emperor with a single word, and silenced all the dynasties and ancient saint clans, an even more terrifying crisis would descend upon Lin Feng. Unlike last time, this time a saint would descend. Both the Holy Spirit Dynasty and the Tian Yan Holy Clan felt powerless.
It seemed they could only leave it to fate.
That day, the Holy Spirit Dynasty passed in silence. The next day, the sky was clear for ten thousand miles. The light in the void was so brilliant, illuminating this ancient capital that had stood for countless years. Yet the people of the Holy Spirit Dynasty still felt as if dark clouds hung over their heads. At the same time, many forces in Qi Tian Holy Capital had begun intensive mobilization. This time, they were even more cautious than before. They gathered clouds of experts and prepared trump cards for retreat at any moment. They were determined to make Lin Feng fall completely in the Holy Spirit Dynasty. For a genius who could mobilize an ancient saint's body, since the first battle had failed to crush him, this time, failure was not permitted. Otherwise, who could bear the consequences? They could not accept a second failure.
Even though the Snow Clan was personally commanding this time and a saint was descending, everyone had only one thought this time: kill Lin Feng. Even if they could not obtain the ancient saint's inheritance on Lin Feng, they wanted Lin Feng dead.
Moreover, this operation was not as ostentatious as last time. The Holy Spirit Dynasty did not hold a banquet either. Everything proceeded silently. The people of Qi Tian Holy Capital would never dream that today, an even more terrifying undercurrent than that day would occur.
Many forces participated in this operation. Among the dynasties alone, four dynasties acted together: the Tianci Dynasty, the Desert Dynasty, the Guyao Dynasty, and the Qin Dynasty. At least on the surface, the Qin Dynasty still had to move. Qin Qian's meeting with Lin Feng last time had also been secret. Besides the dynasties, there were many other forces—some ancient clan forces not from Qi Tian Holy Capital that Lin Feng might not have anticipated. For example, the Ji Family and the Pei Family had both participated in today's action.
The ancient ruins had appeared in Qi Tian Holy Capital. Apart from the academies, which had no movement, all major forces from the vast Qingxiao Land had made significant moves. The Holy City Central Continent was no exception. The Ji Family and the Pei Family had both arrived. They had been watching Lin Feng all along. In fact, they had been present last time as well, hidden among the many experts. Lin Feng would never have known unless he was very familiar with these two families. Otherwise, who would recognize those old relics who rarely showed themselves?
When pages of snowflakes began to fall from the sky above the Holy Spirit Dynasty, the oppressive atmosphere reached its peak. A strange wind swept through the Holy Spirit Dynasty, carrying a chilling intent.
The vast Holy Spirit Dynasty was exceptionally quiet. People hurriedly took shelter within the small worlds of the experts to avoid being caught in the battle.
At the same time, figures flickered and descended upon Lin Feng's location, seemingly enveloping this entire space.
"Since you have all arrived, please show yourselves." A rolling sound seemed to descend from the horizon, spreading throughout the entire dynasty. At this moment, all the experts of the Holy Spirit Dynasty felt a terrifying pressure. This time seemed even more dangerous than before. Having failed previously, these figures would not allow a second failure.
"Boom!" Heavy footsteps echoed through the void, causing the entire space to tremble. Then, from all directions of the Holy Spirit Dynasty, footsteps resounded, shaking heaven and earth. Many buildings of the Holy Spirit Dynasty began to collapse on their own. The pressure grew even more intense to the extreme.
Before the people had even arrived, that terrifying pressure had already descended. Lin Feng raised his head and saw streams of invisible, terrifying force rolling in like flowing clouds, continuously crushing down. However, the experts guarding around him wove a heavenly curtain in this void, resisting that pressure so it would not fall upon Lin Feng.
"It seems even more dangerous than I imagined." The old Daoist stood beside Lin Feng and said softly. Lin Feng naturally also felt how terrifying the pressure was this time.
"Last time's interception failed. I killed several Emperor-level figures and caused the Holy Emperor of the Tianci Dynasty to fall. How could they allow failure again in their second operation? Old man, even without the saint making a move this time, it seems somewhat unbearable." Lin Feng said calmly. The old Daoist rubbed his head. Indeed, there was a problem. The combined forces of the Holy Spirit Dynasty and the Tian Yan Holy Clan were somewhat insufficient.
In the void, experts appeared from all directions. The Flame Emperor swept his gaze over those people, and his heart grew even more troubled. He did not understand—since the Snow Clan was going to use the power of an ancient saint, why let these people make the first move? Where was the Snow Clan's saint?
A terrifying sword-shaped beam of light crushed down from the sky, like thousands of lightning bolts converging into one, directly smashing into the light curtain. In an instant, the light curtain formed by the gathered experts vanished. Waves of oppressive force directly broke through the defensive line and descended upon Lin Feng. Lin Feng's body trembled slightly, as if he could not stand steady, his knees bending.
"Lin Feng, today, you will surely die."
A person said coldly, stepping through the void. The sound directly trembled into Lin Feng's body. Those eyes seemed to contain a terrifying power, shaking Lin Feng's will.
"Lin Feng, you have gone too far. You dared to kill a Holy Emperor. Qi Tian Holy Capital no longer has a place for you." The Guyao Fairy of the Guyao Dynasty had a light veil covering her face. As she spoke, a mysterious force seemed to blast directly into Lin Feng's body, causing Lin Feng to grunt, his internal organs seemingly injured.
These were all powerful figures at the Saint Emperor or Heavenly Emperor level. Dealing with him was far too simple.
"They want me to bring out the sacred body. It seems the ancient saint has already arrived." Lin Feng raised his head and looked toward the sky. In that endless void above, a cluster of snowflakes was drifting. There, an old man stood calmly, his entire body like snow. His gaze pierced through the void, looking down at the young man below. Their eyes seemed to meet.
This person was the saint of the Snow Clan!