# Chapter 2204: Hua Qingfeng Defeated Again
At this moment, in the space above, the gathered figures had also turned into a sea of people. However, unlike the fervent crowds in the outer city of Shenxiao City, they remained quiet. Perhaps they had grown accustomed to such spectacles, or perhaps they had long anticipated this level of battle.
A figure appeared in a certain direction. This person was draped in black garments, yet the clothes themselves seemed to carry demonic intent. An ordinary piece of clothing worn on him was like a demon king's armor, stirring fear in people's hearts. Beside him stood a young man, also clad in black garments resembling armor, imposing and majestic.
"The Demon God Temple's people have arrived." Duan Feng glanced in that direction, his expression slightly solemn. Those two were experts from the Demon God Temple.
"It seems not only the Demon God Temple, but other temples have also sent people." Duan Feng's eyes flickered as he looked toward other directions. He knew that this Nine Heavens Assembly was hosted by the Fate Temple. Therefore, the space where the platform floated up to was actually a space controlled by the Fate Temple. At such a time, it was nothing unusual for the younger generation of other temples to appear and watch the battle. However, now it seemed that temple envoy-level figures had appeared, and not just one. This made things rather intriguing.
At this moment, in the direction where the Snow Clan crowd was gathered, several old men had arrived. The young man opposite Zhetian's gaze flickered with a strange color as he looked at the arriving figures and said, "Is something about to happen?"
"Let's wait and see." The several old men waved their hands, and snow-colored seats condensed beneath them.
"Little Zhetian, what do you think of this battle? Any insights?" An old man looked at Zhetian with a somewhat doting expression.
"They are all very powerful. Even if placed in our Snow Clan, among the younger generation at the peak of Martial Emperor Realm, I'm afraid it would be hard to find those with strength matching theirs." Zhetian's youthful voice rang out. The Snow Clan old man smiled and nodded, saying, "This is the Nine Heavens Assembly, the stage for the most outstanding experts of the Nine Heavens Continent over the past century. Now only six remain. I'm afraid even in the temples, such geniuses are rare. In our Snow Clan, if your uncle were at the same realm as them, he might be able to defeat them. Your mother needs to cultivate in seclusion to do so."
"Oh." Zhetian responded.
"Of course, in the future, Little Zhetian will definitely be even more powerful than them." The old man rubbed Zhetian's head and smiled. The Snow Clan's elders all recognized Zhetian's talent. Within twenty years, he would shake the world. For now, they kept Zhetian from entering the world, but in the future, others would discover that the Snow Clan had also entered a golden age, perhaps even having the chance to rival the glorious era of ancient times, when many kings coexisted.
As for all this, with the Prophet's formidable strength, how could he not be aware? Everyone understood that everything in this space might have fallen under his gaze, and of course, under the gaze of the temples. However, the Prophet seemed not to notice, still only focusing on the six people in the battlefield. Those six naturally would not care about the outside world; in their eyes, there was only defeating the others.
Lin Feng heard Hua Qingfeng's loud shout and turned his gaze toward him. Zhou Rongman had used his Thousand Arms power to render Hua Qingfeng helpless, so Hua Qingfeng had sought out Lin Feng. He did not want to be the first eliminated, so he did not continue fighting Zhou Rongman. If he continued, he would likely be out.
In Lin Feng's eyes, fighting spirit ignited. Being able to clash with these peak figures would undoubtedly squeeze out his full potential and temper his strength. Just now, he had undergone another baptism of the Heavenly Demon Tribulation, his soul and body once again tempered and strengthened. His law power had also grown slightly stronger. Even without using the Heavenly Demon Self-Destruction Art, his overall strength had still improved somewhat. Since Hua Qingfeng wanted to fight, he would use him as a test.
Clenching his fists, demonic might instantly shrouded Lin Feng. Tribulation light flashed, making him look like a demon god.
At this moment, Hua Qingfeng strolled over. In the void, wind and clouds shifted, seeming to roar. As a Confucian cultivator, his words followed the law, and his use of heaven and earth's power was extremely strong. Hua Qingfeng was not only a Confucian cultivator but also a powerful sword cultivator. Thus, the power of heaven and earth transformed into dazzling sharp swords that suddenly stabbed toward Lin Feng.
As the swords attacked, Hua Qingfeng's steps did not stop. He continued walking forward, each step causing wind and clouds to change color. The Heavenly Book floating above his head summoned the power of heaven and earth. He had already suffered one defeat; he could not afford to lose this battle.
"Defeated by Zhou Rongman, yet you come to fight me. This battle, you will lose even worse." Lin Feng's expression was cold. Primordial aura rolled endlessly. His sacred fist shattered the sky, causing heaven and earth to roar. The sharp swords were continuously crushed and broken.
Lin Feng's body split into two, two into three, three giving birth to all things.
Seeing this, many experts in the void had their pupils contract. The power of three giving birth to all things—this divine ability technique was very similar to the ability he cultivated.
Of course, in the martial world, many people cultivated external avatars, but few could match the level of his ability. Perhaps this was a similar technique or divine ability.
"Zhou Rongman manifested a thousand arms, and now Lin Feng has manifested millions of avatars. Does Lin Feng still have hidden cards?" The hearts of the crowd trembled slightly. Then they saw a great wind rise, and millions of avatars simultaneously pounced toward Hua Qingfeng, still multiplying. The avatars grew more numerous, three giving birth to all things, endless and unceasing.
"Hmph!" Hua Qingfeng snorted coldly. As his palm moved, heaven and earth changed color. Endless sword light bloomed in the void, like locusts, spreading in all directions, striking at those avatars. He did not believe that Lin Feng's avatars could possess the same powerful strength as Zhou Rongman's arms.
A gale swept across heaven and earth. Countless avatars charged like suicide bombers toward the infinite sword light that Hua Qingfeng had released. In a certain direction, fist light broke through the air, tearing apart the sword light. Hua Qingfeng's gaze turned cold. He suddenly turned and looked in that direction—the true body was there.
Without any hesitation, Hua Qingfeng stepped toward that direction. At the same time, he carved ancient characters in the void. With a flick of his finger, countless ancient characters merged with his Dao law, attacking the other avatars. His body moved toward the Lin Feng figure that was unleashing powerful fist light.
Looking at that Lin Feng figure, Hua Qingfeng pointed and carved characters in the void. Instantly, between heaven and earth, a massive character "Execute" appeared, shocking to the eye, as if containing supreme killing power to annihilate heaven and earth. The infinite power gathered on the Heavenly Book poured into this killing ancient character, aiming to destroy the figure ahead.
But at that moment, Hua Qingfeng frowned slightly. Behind him, a figure shattered the attacking ancient characters, carrying an extremely dangerous aura—pure demonic intent. In the sky, the Nine Nether appeared. At this moment, the crowd did not even know which figure had summoned the Nine Nether. Only the Nine Nether Spring shot out heart-shaking Nine Nether demon light, surging into Hua Qingfeng's body.
"Attacked from three sides." The crowd's pupils contracted. Lin Feng's external avatars contained attack power, and at this point, Hua Qingfeng still did not know if other bodies had attack-capable avatars.
Moreover, those avatars were very fast. In just two breaths, they could reach Hua Qingfeng.
Hua Qingfeng's expression was ugly. His steps still moved toward one of the figures. Killing power continuously bloomed. The "Execute" character killed out. His body suddenly turned to look at the figure full of crisis behind him. The Heavenly Book gathered powerful sword might, suddenly stabbing out. As for the Nine Nether, he let its sound seep into his body, resisting with his will.
Waving his hand, a row of ancient characters appeared before him, suddenly shaking out in all directions with infinite power.
But at this moment, Hua Qingfeng suddenly felt very sleepy, very tired, as if about to fall into a dream. The Nine Nether Spring water continuously washed his body, assaulting his will. The dream realm made him want to sleep.
"Great Dream Art." Hua Qingfeng's will was tenacious. He gritted his teeth fiercely, unmoved, his gaze firm.
"You are already in my dream realm, suffering the erosion of the Nine Nether." A voice drifted into his ear from the side. Hua Qingfeng's expression was ugly. He was in a dream realm? Impossible. This was seductive demonic sound, not to be believed.
"This is the dream I have created for you. Look, the attacks before you are so powerful. Do you feel powerless, unable to resist?" Another voice was like a demon curse, cursing his will, cooperating with the Nine Nether Demon Melody, making him increasingly doubt himself.
"Get lost!" Hua Qingfeng spat out a single word. Sharp swords shot out, shattering the attacks ahead.
"See? That was just an illusion, not a real attack. Otherwise, how could you have easily broken it?" That voice seemed never to stop, constantly ringing in his mind, making him believe that he had truly fallen into a dream realm.
One terrifying attack after another came killing. Hua Qingfeng gathered supreme power, spitting out attacks with his words, carving ancient characters with his brush, annihilating everything. But indeed, they were like illusions, continuously destroyed, endless and without cease.
"Are those attacks real or fake? Why are they so easily destroyed by Hua Qingfeng?" The outside observers saw Hua Qingfeng's attacks destroying one avatar after another, and they wondered inwardly.
"Hard to say. True and false mixed. Perhaps those avatars also contain attack power, but very weak."
But they did not know that Hua Qingfeng had already begun to doubt whether he had fallen into a dream realm. Another wave of attacks came killing. Hua Qingfeng, as before, unleashed attacks to destroy them. But he suddenly discovered that a powerful force broke through everything, unleashing supreme demonic might.
"How can this be?" Hua Qingfeng's gaze stiffened. His fists instinctively resisted, but Lin Feng's power was too strong. With a crisp cracking sound, the fist pierced through everything, directly shattering his arm and striking toward his body.
"Get lost!" Hua Qingfeng roared, spitting out terrifying power. But it was still shattered. Hua Qingfeng's body retreated, but the fist still struck heavily against his body. Instantly, destructive power swept and rampaged within him, and his body was sent flying!