# Chapter 2182: Chu Chunqiu's Words
"Chu Chunqiu, Heavenly Soul Saint." Lin Feng's expression stiffened. Both of these individuals were extremely dangerous figures. Chu Chunqiu went without saying—he had made moves against Langxie and Second Senior Brother Hou Qinglin long ago. As for Heavenly Soul Saint, a former ancient saint, he was naturally dangerous as well.
There was also another person. Lin Feng stared at the other one, Ni Cang, whose strength was formidable and whose attacks were terrifyingly powerful. In such a battle situation, it was extremely unfavorable for Jun Moxi and the others.
Moreover, aside from those three, not far away, there was another group of people watching covetously, as if they might make a move at any moment.
This situation made Lin Feng's expression especially grim. If he did not intervene, Jun Moxi and the others would likely be unable to withstand the overwhelming combat strength of those individuals.
"Protect Qing Feng." Lin Feng stood up and stepped forward. However, at that moment, Yin Jiu, who had been standing ahead, slowly turned around. His eyes glanced toward Lin Feng, and in an instant, Lin Feng felt as if he were about to fall into a deep slumber. His head swayed slightly, and a strong sense of alertness surged within him.
"What a formidable martial cultivator." Lin Feng stared at the black-robed Yin Jiu ahead. This man's single glance seemed capable of putting one to sleep. With that one look, he had already released his own Dao might, an intent that made one want to rest, to sleep eternally.
This sleep was not ordinary sleep—it was rest, likely eternal sleep, which was death. Of course, even if it were merely ordinary sleep, putting someone to sleep and then killing them would still be an effortless task.
"Sir, what is the meaning of this?" Lin Feng looked at Yin Jiu and asked calmly. At this moment, Lin Feng did not know that the black-robed man standing before him was the First Lord of Langxiao.
"Do not interfere in that battle." Yin Jiu said calmly. He had been observing the competitors of this Nine Heavens Gathering earlier. Those fighting over there—Chu Chunqiu, Heavenly Soul Saint, and that Wu Yazi—were all extremely formidable individuals who would pose a threat to him in the battles to come. And he, Yin Jiu, was introverted and steady in nature. Even as the First Lord of Langxiao, he remained rather low-key, paying attention to the strength of his competitors. He could imagine himself placed within the battle situation and make certain judgments—this was his ability, Yin Jiu's ability.
Therefore, he would not interfere in that battle, only observe. He would not be eliminated in this round, so there was no need for him to get involved in the fight. Hence, he hoped Lin Feng would not interfere either, allowing him to quietly watch the battle here until it ended.
However, while he could watch quietly, Lin Feng could not. His gaze swept into the distance, and a cold light flashed in Lin Feng's eyes. In an instant, a Death Taiji halo enveloped his surroundings, and it seemed as if the entire void had darkened, filled with an aura of death. This scene caused a ripple in Yin Jiu's expression as he looked seriously at Lin Feng. The man opposite him seemed determined to intervene in that battle.
"Whoever you are, whether you want to interfere in that battle or not, I advise you once: it is best not to stop me." Lin Feng's voice was cold. He stepped forward, and array light spread beneath his feet as he walked directly through the void.
Yin Jiu's expression froze slightly. He did not block Lin Feng, watching his back with an amused look in his eyes. He had been threatened. Although he was introverted by nature, that did not mean that as the First Lord of Langxiao, he lacked pride. At the very least, someone ranked one hundred and thirty-fifth did not have the qualifications to threaten him.
But he did not look at Lin Feng. Instead, he turned around and looked at where Lin Feng had been standing—at Jing, Wu, and Qing Feng, who were still there.
"Are you sure you want to interfere in the battle?" Yin Jiu called out casually to Jing. This was naturally directed at Lin Feng. At this moment, Lin Feng, who was in midair, looked back at Yin Jiu. A flash of killing intent passed through his eyes as he said, "I advise you one last time: it is best not to make a move."
With that, Lin Feng pressed forward without hesitation, heading straight toward where Jun Moxi and the others were. At this moment, their battle situation was already extremely unfavorable. Aside from Chu Chunqiu and the old monster Heavenly Soul Saint, the other strong expert was also terrifyingly powerful. If he did not go, something would happen that he could never forgive.
"Stop!" Lin Feng roared. Jun Moxi and the others were already a five-person alliance. Lin Feng had not forgotten that the Prophet did not allow six-person alliances to appear simultaneously on the same battlefield, or they would be directly obliterated. Therefore, he could not directly make a move.
"Bang!" At this moment, Heavenly Soul Saint's endless soul chains shot directly toward Sword Blind's head, only a hair's breadth away from hitting.
"Slow!" Ruoxie roared, releasing the power of slowness to its limit. Sword Blind's light speed was also pushed to the extreme. However, the dark chains still struck Sword Blind's chest and pierced through. Instantly, Sword Blind showed a pained expression, as if his soul had been locked by the chains.
A twisted smile appeared in Heavenly Soul Saint's eyes. He knew Lin Feng could not make a move, so he paid him no heed. His skeletal hands reached toward Sword Blind's head. But at that moment, Sword Blind's body moved forward along the chains, enduring the indescribably terrifying pain. His eyes suddenly opened wide, emitting the most dazzling, brilliant light. At the same time, his sword swung out—a sword of light.
"Fast!" Ruoxie accelerated Sword Blind's sword. Heavenly Soul Saint closed his eyes, his brows tightly furrowed. A black mist instantly enveloped him. The light sword slashed through, and drops of blood fell. However, Heavenly Soul Ancient Saint's body appeared in another space. On his face, there was a bleeding sword scar.
Sticking out his tongue, Heavenly Soul Saint licked his lips, releasing an extremely demonic aura, twisted to the extreme.
On the other side, Ni Cang and Chu Chunqiu were furiously battling Langxie, Jun Moxi, and Hou Qinglin. The fight was wild and savage, terrifying to the extreme.
A cold light flashed in Ni Cang's eyes. The world fell into chaos. He struck out with a single blow, and all the power of chaos converged into a terrifying ancient seal. His combat strength seemed to multiply, his attack power destroying everything as it blasted toward the opposite side.
"Be careful." Langxie stepped in front of Jun Moxi. The boundary light around his body surged out like crazy. He could feel how powerful this attack was—it could not be blocked by sheer force alone; it had to be neutralized with boundary force.
"Crack!" The terrifying seal pierced through everything. The boundary light collapsed, and Langxie's body vanished. However, the next moment, he appeared a thousand meters away, spitting out a mouthful of blood.
"What a terrifying attack." Langxie's expression was grim. Unfortunately, his realm was still insufficient. If he were at a higher level, with his Realm King Body, even such savage power could be neutralized. But because his realm was not as strong as his opponent's, the opponent's attack directly broke through the limit of what his boundary force could neutralize.
"Langxie." Jun Moxi's expression froze. But then he heard Lin Feng say, "Langxie, retreat to a distance. I will join the alliance."
"Alright." Langxie understood Lin Feng's intention. The alliance did not allow more than five people to appear in the same battle situation. Only if he, Langxie, withdrew from the battle situation and stayed far away would he no longer count as a reserve force. Lin Feng could then take his place and join the battle.
With this thought, Langxie's body fled into the distance, signaling his withdrawal. Seeing Langxie go far away, no longer within the battle circle, Lin Feng suddenly stepped forward. Sword intent surged sharply in his hand as he slashed through the void. Chu Chunqiu's body retreated, and he looked up at Lin Feng, a cold light flickering in his eyes.
"Second Senior Brother, go help Jun Moxi." Lin Feng landed in front of Chu Chunqiu. Hou Qinglin nodded and carried his rolling Reincarnation Dao intent toward the nearby battle. Chu Chunqiu's long robe fluttered, his proud aura still intact. He said calmly to Lin Feng, "Actually, I have wanted to fight you for a long time. But since we both come from Qingxiao and have known each other for a very long time, you are the only one who can keep pace with me. That is rare. I hope to keep you for later."
Lin Feng looked at Chu Chunqiu, as if he could feel his confidence—even arrogance.
"Are you so confident you can defeat me?" Lin Feng's pupils were icy cold. Chu Chunqiu smiled. "In the past, the Sacred Dao Platform tested your talent and found it to be even above mine. That surprised me greatly. Therefore, your ending has long been decided. Moreover, if it were not for this Nine Heavens Gathering, do you think I would still be stuck at the Martial Emperor Realm?"
Lin Feng's expression stiffened slightly. That was right. Chu Chunqiu's cultivation speed had always been the most terrifying among their peers, leaving everyone else in the dust. Divine Seal King Body, Realm King Body—none could keep up with his pace. A year and a half to break through one realm? Perhaps he really was deliberately staying at the peak of the Martial Emperor Realm without breaking through. After all, once one reached the Emperor Realm, the pressure to reach the peak of the Great Emperor Realm was even greater, unless his realm could break through all the way to the peak of the Great Emperor Realm.
"I can also tell you this: neither I nor that old fellow Heavenly Soul has been using our full power. If you don't believe me, look at Heavenly Soul's side." Chu Chunqiu said calmly again. At this moment, Heavenly Soul Saint's body seemed to be surrounded by millions of dark chains, like an emissary of hell. His entire body exuded a terrifying aura from ancient times.
"A Saint's technique." Lin Feng's gaze froze. That was right. Heavenly Soul had once been an ancient saint-level existence. How could he not have his own saint technique? Now, Sword Blind and Ruoxie had finally angered him, and he was preparing to let them die completely.
Sword Blind and Ruoxie both felt their souls trembling. A sense of unease was wildly growing and spreading. Their talents were extraordinary, but in the end, their foundations were lacking. Here, aside from Lin Feng, even King Body Jun Moxi and Langxie had weaker foundations—at least compared to old monsters like Heavenly Soul Saint and abnormal-level prodigies like Chu Chunqiu!