# Chapter 2052: The Truth
"Sacred Spirit Imperial Dynasty, give up. Today, Lin Feng must die without a doubt." From the sky above, a voice rolled like thunder. It was the Heavenly Gift Saint Emperor speaking. The previous generation's Saint Emperor had been slain, and he would not allow such a tragedy to repeat itself.
Spirit Saint Emperor's gaze swept across the void. From all eight directions, waves of terrifying pressure crushed down upon them. That oppressive force had reached an extreme level of terror.
"Dong!" A powerful figure stepped forward, and a terrifying crack seemed to appear in the void, tearing open the curtain of the sky.
"Chi" A beam of profound light flashed past, and in an instant, countless annihilation palm prints appeared in the void, carrying a dreadful destructive force.
A roar sounded as yellow sand swept through the void, transforming into a terrifying demon dragon that howled as it charged forth. This space seemed to be caught in a storm of wind and clouds, on the verge of shattering at any moment. Lin Feng's body could no longer remain steady; his bones emitted cracking sounds. He forcefully propped up his body, keeping his spine straight, but his gaze recorded every figure in the void. This was the second time.
"These bastards, even this old Daoist can't withstand it anymore." Yan Di's array formation had just risen when it was instantly crushed and shattered. The pressure that permeated down from the heavens was enough to break the formations he had carved, leaving him extremely frustrated.
A figure silently appeared before Lin Feng. Her graceful body was still draped in a black robe. She lightly stepped forward, and in an instant, her silhouette seemed to grow much taller. Behind her, a massive black shadow materialized, shielding the space above Lin Feng. It sat cross-legged, emitting strands of wondrous light, as if holy spirit lights floated around the shadowy figure, bearing the pressure that was being suppressed from the void on Lin Feng's behalf.
"Thank you." Lin Feng looked at the seemingly delicate figure before him, who had silently guarded by his side several times now. A warmth arose in his heart. Although the two of them had shared a brief encounter, the circumstances had been special, and they were essentially strangers.
"Hmph!" From the heavens above, cold snorts rang out. Those powerful figures continued to step closer. There was no earth-shattering battle of attacks; this seemed more like an invisible struggle. Everyone was pressing down with their momentum, crushing this realm with their Dao, suppressing with the advantage of numbers. They wanted to see how the Sacred Spirit Imperial Dynasty and the Heavenly Derivation Holy Clan could protect Lin Feng. Today, they had not come for the Sacred Spirit Imperial Dynasty or the Heavenly Derivation Holy Clan—they had come only for Lin Feng.
In the void above, layers of defensive power shattered. Wherever the destructive current passed, space itself collapsed, directly striking toward Lin Feng's position. Whoever tried to directly protect Lin Feng would be killed.
"Annihilation Dao Intent." Lin Feng's pupils contracted. His gaze was icy cold as it pierced through the void toward the old man who had released the Annihilation Dao Intent. The killing intent in his eyes was sharp and fierce.
Above Lin Feng, the woman's figure transformed into many bodies. The Annihilation Dao Intent crashed down, and one of the bodies beside her shattered.
"Come down. They don't dare to kill me." Lin Feng spoke.
"But they will make you suffer injury and force you to do something." A soft voice came from before him. That warm tone moved Lin Feng's heart. He did not understand why she treated him this way.
"You are injuring yourself to take my place." Lin Feng said calmly.
"No. My true body is unharmed. Rest assured." The woman's voice still carried a hoarse quality, but as it reached Lin Feng's ears, it felt somewhat familiar. Lin Feng's brow furrowed slightly, and a contemplative expression appeared in his eyes. She was a woman of the Sacred Spirit Imperial Dynasty; there should have been no connection between them before. Thus, he had never considered that they might be acquainted. But now, he vaguely felt a sense of familiarity. Could it be that they really did know each other?
"Who are you?" Lin Feng asked this question for the first time.
The woman before him trembled slightly in her heart, then said: "I am Lin Qiong Sheng's mother."
Lin Feng fell silent. He said nothing more, simply raising his head again to watch the battle in the void. This kind of battle was beyond his ability to intervene.
"Those who walk the martial path all pursue the ultimate in martial arts, not only because of their obsession with martial arts, but also for freedom without restraint, so that no one in the world can bully them." Lin Feng thought to himself. Living in a world of martial arts meant that one's fate was not one's own.
In the void, the defenses of the Sacred Spirit Imperial Dynasty and the Heavenly Derivation Holy Clan were continuously torn apart. The entire sky was shrouded in dark clouds. The Snow Clan had also arrived. They stood directly above Lin Feng's head, their gazes extremely cold, waiting for those powerful figures to tear open the defenses and suppress Lin Feng.
"Kill that woman." An elder of the Snow Clan said coldly. The Daos that were pressing down became even more powerful. Rumbling annihilation power transformed into azure dragons, sweeping across the heavens, causing the woman's bodies in the void to continuously shatter.
A sword like snow descended from the heavens. The experts of the Sacred Spirit Imperial Dynasty blocked it, but another figure stepped forward directly, and a destructive attack came crashing toward him, leaving him unable to attend to other matters.
The black-robed woman's expression stiffened. Her many figures seemed to merge together, releasing a terrifying pressure. Then they transformed into a giant sword that stabbed toward the void. The void continuously exploded, and the woman's bodies crazily collapsed.
"The Snow Clan's Ancient Saint hasn't shown himself." Yan Di's expression was stiff. He had not anticipated that the Snow Clan would allow these forces to besiege Lin Feng again, while the Saint did not appear.
At this moment, in the endless void, two figures stood together. They sat facing each other, very quietly. One of them was as white as snow—the Snow Clan's Ancient Saint. The other was the Ten Extremes Old Immortal. The space around them was undergoing a terrifying friction, yet there was no collision of destructive force, as if they were simply sitting idly. But in their eyes, thousands of scenes were unfolding.
Just then, a crashing sound rolled forth. The surrounding snow-capped mountains shattered one after another into powder. A violent hurricane swept through the void. The Snow Clan expert exhaled, and a terrifying cold air seemed to be expelled. At the same time, he spoke: "Many speculated that you were still a Half-Saint. I didn't expect you to have truly stepped into the position of Saint. But just because of this, you want me to abandon today's matter? Do you think that's possible?"
"The Ancient Saint's body was his own opportunity, so it naturally belongs to him. Sacred bodies are hard to come by. As a Saint, why must you make things difficult for a youth?" The Ten Extremes Old Immortal said calmly.
"This child is originally a sinner of my Snow Clan and must be executed. The Sacred Body is merely incidental."
"I cannot stop you from killing him, nor can I stop you from seizing the Sacred Body. However, this child has a deep connection with me. If your Snow Clan kills him so inexplicably, then perhaps I will have to let the Snow Clan's King Body die young." The Ten Extremes Old Immortal took a sip of wine, cursing Lin Feng in his heart. For the sake of that little fellow, he was going to thoroughly offend the Snow Clan.
"Is this a threat to me?" The Snow Clan's Ancient Saint's voice grew colder. This place seemed to transform into a frozen world of snow.
"You want to kill a junior of mine first, yet you speak of me threatening you? Of course, if you wish to understand it that way, that's fine. Threaten, then threaten." The Ten Extremes Old Immortal's voice seemed devoid of any fiery emotion, yet it caused this space to become suffocating. Cracks appeared in the snow world, as if it might shatter at any moment.
Then, this stretch of void fell into a long silence. Saints were locked in a standoff.
But below them, the atmosphere had already been compressed to the breaking point. The entire void was heavy and oppressive to the extreme. That terrifying invisible pressure enveloped heaven and earth, as if the entire void could explode at any moment.
At the same time, attacks continuously pierced through the void, striking at the woman protecting Lin Feng. Even though the experts of the Sacred Spirit Imperial Dynasty were frantically resisting, they still could not attend to everything. There were too many enemies.
"Enough!" Lin Feng watched as the woman's bodies were blasted apart one after another. His body suddenly soared into the air.
"Roar!" From the heavens above, eighty-one azure dragons seemed to pierce through the void, crushing down from the sky. Their momentum was enough to destroy heaven and earth. Everyone's eyes turned toward that powerful figure, their expressions stiff. This fellow was going to kill Lin Feng.
The crowd's gazes all fell upon that expert. Even those who had come to assassinate Lin Feng showed expressions of surprise. Lin Feng should have been left to the Snow Clan. This person's attack was too ruthless.
"Get down." Two figures directly dove down, pulling Lin Feng back. Lin Feng's expression stiffened. Then those countless bodies seemed to merge together again, releasing a terrifying palm force. Countless palm prints imprinted into the void, but they all collapsed beneath the azure dragons.
"Home." Lin Feng's pupils were icy cold, radiating a terrifying killing intent. The woman's body actually materialized again, continuously charging into the clouds, resisting the azure dragons that were crashing down.
"Pfft." Before him, the woman's true body spat out a mouthful of blood, washing away the veil on her face. The black veil fell to the ground, stained with blood, causing Lin Feng's heart to twitch painfully.
"Let me go." Lin Feng's gaze carried unwillingness. He wanted to break free, but those two phantom clones held his body tightly. Meanwhile, the bodies in the void continuously charged toward the azure dragons, like moths flying into a flame, seeking their own destruction. But they also extinguished the power of the attacks, keeping Lin Feng safely protected on that patch of pure land.
"Cough, cough!" The figure before him continuously coughed up blood, making Lin Feng's heart convulse with pain.
Why? Why was she protecting him like this? Just because of those three nights? Or because of Lin Qiong Sheng?
Lin Feng knew that every one of her bodies was real—that was her Dao. Every time a body was destroyed, her true body would be injured. Yet she never gave up, as if what she was protecting was her own life.
Above, those bodies continued to charge forward in self-destructive attacks, until only the last of the eighty-one azure dragons remained, crashing down. At this moment, Lin Feng felt his shoulders released. The two bodies beside him also charged upward, calmly facing destruction. They completely collapsed beneath the azure dragon, and the dragon was also destroyed in the explosion, ending in mutual annihilation.
This was the power of the azure dragon released by a Saint Emperor. Just a single azure dragon was enough to destroy Lin Feng. For this, she had sacrificed her three thousand bodies.
The figure before him, at this moment, finally shed all her strength. Only her delicate body remained, slowly falling backward. Lin Feng's heart twitched.
He stepped forward directly, his hands firmly catching the falling body. His gaze fell upon that face—the face whose veil had fallen. This was the first time Lin Feng saw the countenance beneath the veil. At this moment, his heart felt as if it had been pierced by a sharp sword, a piercing pain. His soul trembled, as if it were being torn apart bit by bit.
"No!" A rolling roar transformed into a terrifying force, shooting straight into the clouds, as if to vent all the pain in his heart. His eyes were a dead gray.