Chapter 2055: Madman
"You want Lin Feng to fight alone against the Martial Emperor realm peak geniuses of the Zhu Dynasty and the Ancient Saint Clan?" The Ten-Absolute Old Immortal looked at the Snow Clan's ancient saint. Though his voice remained calm, there seemed to be a hint of displeasure beneath that calm.
"To come to my Snow Clan and challenge my clan's King Body, he must first show me whether he has the qualifications. This also serves as an explanation to everyone gathered here today. If he dies, then everything is empty talk." The Snow Clan's ancient saint spoke coldly. The various forces who had come to assassinate Lin Feng felt a slight relief in their hearts, but their tense nerves did not fully relax. In this battle, let Lin Feng fall here.
No matter how talented Lin Feng was, no matter how terrifying his combat power, he could not possibly fight against all these geniuses. Although he could kill Wang Jian, the combined might of multiple geniuses attacking simultaneously was far beyond what a single Wang Jian could match. Who dared to say that the Indestructible Diamond King Body Zhuo Qing was weaker than Wang Jian?
"Lin Feng, what do you think?" The Ten-Absolute Old Immortal looked at Lin Feng, letting him make this decision himself.
"I agree." Lin Feng's eyes were filled with the aura of death. Those terrifying pupils looked at everyone as if they were already dead, exuding a fierce demonic aura. His fourth Heavenly Demon Tribulation had just been endured in front of all these powerful experts. Now, within his body, demonic intent seemed to be churning wildly, demanding to be fully released.
Kill. He wanted to kill.
"Very well, summon your clan's geniuses to descend. Also, young man, first hand over my clan's Xue Linglong. Otherwise, if you die, where will I go to find her?" The Snow Clan's ancient saint said icily.
"Whoosh!" Lin Feng stepped forward, heading toward a certain room. No one paid him any attention. With so many experts present, Lin Feng had no chance to play any tricks. He could not escape even if he grew wings.
Lin Feng sealed the room. Unless those experts forcefully broke through, they would not see how he brought Meng Qing out. Moments later, Meng Qing appeared before Lin Feng, a gentle smile on her face.
"Meng Qing, I am useless. I cannot protect you and our child Zhetian." Lin Feng looked at Meng Qing, his death-filled eyes filled with guilt. He truly felt useless, having to yield under the might of the Snow Clan's saint.
"You fool. You should have handed me over to them earlier. Why put yourself through this suffering? If anything happens to you, I will not live on alone." Meng Qing's face showed a gentle smile as she smoothed Lin Feng's hair, a hint of pity in her gesture, as if comforting him. She understood that handing her over to the Snow Clan was the most painful thing for Lin Feng. He would rather die than do it. But if he truly died, everything would end. He could not die. He carried too many hopes.
Hearing Meng Qing's gentle, comforting words, Lin Feng only felt more pain in his heart, his hatred growing stronger. Today, the various dynasties and ancient saint clans had descended together. The Snow Clan's ancient saint had appeared. With so many experts coming to protect him, they still could not shield him. He only hated himself for being too weak. Those talents that were praised had never been his capital. Only strength was eternal.
Gently pulling Meng Qing into his arms, Lin Feng quietly felt her warmth. The next time they met, who knew how many years would pass. Meng Qing patted Lin Feng's back and said softly, "Don't worry. I will take good care of myself and little Zhetian. The Snow Clan is my family. At most, it's just returning to my maiden home. You don't need to worry about me."
"Mm." Lin Feng nodded lightly. If anything happened to Meng Qing and little Zhetian, even razing the Snow Clan to the ground would not quell his rage. "Meng Qing, give me some time. I will definitely come for you."
"I believe you can do it soon. But you must take care of yourself."
Lin Feng responded softly. The warm moment seemed to pass quickly. Soon, the seal was broken by others. Lin Feng led Meng Qing out. When the Snow Clan's experts saw Meng Qing, a sharp gleam flashed in their eyes. The Snow Clan's saint looked at Meng Qing and said calmly, "Indeed, she is my clan's Linglong. How hateful, defiled by this brat."
They had exiled Linglong outside because of a prophecy from the Fate Temple. They chose to believe it, planning to bring Linglong back to the clan later and have her unite with another King Body, hoping to see if they could produce a fourth King Body in their clan. But the current situation shattered their plans. That was why the Snow Clan wanted to kill Lin Feng.
The War King Academy had already released Zhuo Qing and the others. The other ancient saint clans had also brought their top geniuses. Even Ji Shang had arrived. He had clearly been in Qi Tian Holy Capital all along.
At this moment, the Snow Clan's saint king waved his hand toward the void. Instantly, a world of ice and snow appeared in the sky. Within that world, there was a vast, endless battle platform, and a gate quietly opened.
"All of you enter. Everything in this space is under my control. No one may use Imperial Weapons or external forces to fight. Otherwise, I will kill you directly." The Snow Clan's saint said calmly.
"Senior, can we use our clan's secret techniques?" A saint emperor from the Ji family asked the saint.
"Secret techniques count as part of one's own strength. You may use them." The Snow Clan's ancient saint spoke calmly. Then, figures stepped into that world of ice and snow one by one. Lin Feng raised his head, looking at the void. A terrifying aura of death emanated from him as his body soared upward, demonic intent churning.
Stepping into the world of ice and snow, Lin Feng stood inside, facing the many experts before him. His heart was filled with endless madness. He knew how terrifying their combined strength would be. He had even prepared himself to fight to the death.
"You little bastard, it's up to you now." The Flame Emperor knew full well how terrifying the situation Lin Feng faced was. But he had to carve out a bloody path, venting all his anger.
The Ten-Absolute Old Immortal's expression was quite grave. He was already prepared to act. This was an unfair battle from the start. Although Lin Feng was supremely talented, who among these opponents was weak?
Zhuo Qing, the Indestructible Diamond King Body.
Gu Yao Saintess, mysterious and powerful.
Ji Shang, a King-Sealing figure. If he used secret techniques, he would become even more terrifying, reaching the Great Emperor realm.
The prince of the Great Desert Dynasty, the prince of the Tianci Dynasty. The Qin Dynasty, however, did not participate.
There were also Pei family and several ancient saint clan geniuses. A total of eight experts, all top geniuses of Qingxiao Land, King-Sealing level existences who could potentially grow to the Saint Emperor realm. Yet today, they were all attacking Lin Feng together. This showed the determination of the various dynasties and ancient saint clans to kill Lin Feng.
Zhuo Qing and the others had complex expressions. They were geniuses among geniuses. Yet eight of them were ganging up on Lin Feng alone. It was not a glorious matter. But they all understood the gravity of the situation. Today, Lin Feng had to be eliminated. So they did not hesitate to act.
Behind Zhuo Qing, a golden storm began to rage in the void, crushing all power in its path. Terrifying golden light rolled directly toward Lin Feng. Each ring of light was enough to kill a High-rank Emperor. An ordinary High-rank Emperor would be utterly helpless before the King Body Zhuo Qing.
But Lin Feng was certainly not ordinary. His fist light pierced through the air, carrying a terrifying roar. Lin Feng directly shattered the golden rings with his fists, showing how terrifying the power in those fists was.
Gu Yao Fairy's body turned into an afterimage. Countless afterimages appeared before Lin Feng's eyes. Then, streams of Tai Xuan force continuously blasted toward him from all angles. The afterimages filled the sky, making it impossible to discern where the path of survival lay.
"Boom!" Lin Feng stomped heavily forward. Terrifying demonic light erupted wildly from his body. Tribulation force rolled out. However, the Tai Xuan force was extremely formidable. It had thirty-seven layers of afterforce. Even as it was continuously extinguished, it grew stronger and stronger. By the time it reached Lin Feng, it was like a terrifying flood dragon attack, piercing through everything.
Ji Shang's body also moved. Nine collapsing Azure Dragons carved an ancient path, charging toward Lin Feng. These geniuses struck as soon as they acted, pushing Lin Feng into a desperate situation.
The situation Lin Feng was in was indeed despairing.
Demonic intent surged into the sky like madness. Lin Feng's bloodline rolled. The sharp aura of the soldier's intent burst forth like madness. His entire body transformed into a giant sword, swallowing all momentum and power. A suppressing aura emanated from him. He let countless attacks rain down on his body, standing firm as a mountain.
"He's gone mad." The crowd's eyes narrowed. So many terrifying forces struck the sword body, which was also striking Lin Feng's own body. The geniuses had started by overwhelming Lin Feng with absolute power. But Lin Feng, in turn, immediately went all out.
The sword body roared angrily, slowly turning. The figures of the geniuses suddenly stopped pressing toward Lin Feng. They all knew that this sword strike had once suppressed and killed Prince Yan and also killed Wang Jian.
This sword strike carried a terrifying pressure. Finally, it landed on Prince Chen. This made the expressions of the Tianci Dynasty's experts stiffen and turn ugly.
"Bastard." A cracking sound rang out. The current Saint Emperor was filled with rage, as if recalling the scene of the giant causing the previous Saint Emperor to fall. Toward this young man, he actually felt an indescribable fear. This was a madman.
The sharp sword tore through the void, charging toward Prince Chen. At this moment, Prince Chen's face turned pale. He drove all his power to resist. No one came to rescue him. Since Lin Feng had chosen Prince Chen, he could not choose anyone else. How could those people be willing to replace Prince Chen as Lin Feng's target?
The giant sword pressed down on Prince Chen's body, crushing his life force. Only then did the others launch their attacks. Lin Feng's true body appeared, but he spat out several mouthfuls of blood. Yet when he raised his eyes, they were still as cold as ever, filled with a despair-inducing aura of death.