Chapter 2212: Slaughter in the Divine Temple
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Lin Feng stared at Gu Xuantian, seeing a demon king shadow appear behind him. Then, dark demonic light flashed, and Lin Feng suddenly noticed that Gu Xuantian's body seemed to split apart, transforming into demonic shadows—five below, three in the middle, and one at the top, like demon kings. Each demon king seemed to exude a terrifying aura, as if they all possessed peerless combat power.
A terrifying, domineering aura wildly swept out, dominating heaven, earth, and all living beings, unrivaled and supreme. The heavy demonic might could suffocate a person. This was the monstrous genius of the Divine Temple.
Countless sacred spirits roared on Lin Feng's body, devouring the world's transformative power. Characters revolved around him, and the ancient suppression force radiated outward. His figure split into three, focusing his mind in readiness. Even after obtaining the first seat in the Nine Heavens Assembly, Lin Feng dared not be careless in the face of a Divine Temple genius. One of the reasons they participated in the Nine Heavens Assembly was precisely to head toward the Divine Temple.
"Let me see how far you can push my strength," the topmost figure among the three shadows said to Lin Feng. Then, the three demonic figures moved simultaneously. Demonic palm prints blotted out the sky, rolling before Lin Feng, and then, carrying supreme might, they suddenly blasted out. Three enormous demonic palms roared in unison, sharing the same rhythm, as if triggering a resonance, their power continuously growing stronger.
Lin Feng's expression was cold. His sacred fist roared, devouring ancient power, wildly roaring and blasting out, shaking the entire heaven and earth. The enormous demonic palm prints destroyed everything, colliding with the sacred fist, producing a terrifying hum. A deep, excited demonic light flickered in Gu Xuantian's profound eyes. His palm suddenly trembled, and then, in the sky, a terrifying, pitch-black demonic palm print crushed down toward Lin Feng, trying to grind him to pieces.
Looking up, Lin Feng's entire body roared with overwhelming sword might. He let out a furious roar, and a terrifying giant sword, carrying supreme power, tore through the air, slashing and killing, ripping apart the enormous black palm print. The erupted battle shook heaven and earth.
"Lin Feng's strength is quite formidable; he can actually contend with Gu Xuantian. It's just unknown how terrifying Gu Xuantian's ultimate strength really is. People from the Divine Temple must have many tricks up their sleeves."
However, not all of the top ten seats in the Nine Heavens Assembly were as strong as Lin Feng. Jin Xing had once plucked a Vermillion Bird feather, and his strength was no less than Gu Xuantian's. At this moment, he held a Flame Execution Rod, and the dancing fire spirits were extremely terrifying. Every time he thrust it out, it seemed capable of piercing through a person. The flame that Ling Huang shot toward him actually flowed along the Flame Execution Rod and was swallowed up.
"Kill!" At this moment, Jin Xing's Flame Execution Rod grew increasingly terrifying. He suddenly thrust it forward, and in an instant, three terrifying beams of flame shot forward, faster than lightning.
Ling Huang's three-colored flame danced, transforming into a terrifying flame shield armor. The three beams of light struck the flame shield armor but could not penetrate it. However, Jin Xing sneered coldly, his body lunging forward. His hands thrust the Flame Execution Rod directly into the flame shield armor. In an instant, the flame shield armor formed from three-colored light began to weaken continuously. Strands of flame wildly flowed along the Flame Execution Rod toward Jin Xing's body, as if strengthening his power.
The crowd watched this scene with stiff expressions. This Jin Xing was simply a flame freak physique, able to directly absorb Ling Huang's flames, even his lifebound three-colored flames. How could one fight like this?
"Ling Huang is in trouble," the crowd observed. They saw the Flame Execution Rod carve a terrifying vortex on the shield armor, madly devouring the flames. At the same time, the three beams of flame broke free from their restraints and shot toward Ling Huang's body. If Ling Huang withdrew his three-colored flames, he would lose his defense; if he didn't, he could only let the other party devour them. Ling Huang's flames were completely countered by the opponent.
"Return." Even in such a crisis, Ling Huang's expression remained unchanged. The three-colored flames instantly returned entirely to his body. Flame light swirled on his body's surface, the three-colored light infinitely mysterious, forming a three-colored glazed flame protective barrier. The three beams of light struck his body, making a sizzling sound, but could not penetrate his defense.
However, at this moment, Jin Xing's Flame Execution Rod arrived. Jin Xing's Flame Execution Rod could judge life and death, execute the death sentence, and directly pierced Ling Huang's body. A terrifying flame force seemed to penetrate everything, directly blasting into Ling Huang's body. It was flame compressed to its extreme power, without a large-scale destructive fluctuation, but truly lethal.
"Pfft!" Ling Huang grunted, a trace of crimson flame blood seeping from the corner of his mouth. His entire body flew backward, his steps seemingly unable to steady himself. A terrifying flame rampaged inside his body, as if a terrible flame seed had been planted within him.
Ling Huang closed his eyes. The three-colored flames rushed into his body, heading toward that seed. He had to extinguish it. But at this moment, Jin Xing walked slowly toward Ling Huang with a murderous smile. Geniuses of the Nine Heavens Continent? He was a prodigy of the Divine Temple. They themselves had undergone countless selections and eliminations to enter the Divine Temple, and then experienced numerous brutal struggles to reach their current status, becoming core figures of the Divine Temple. He, Jin Xing, was one of the three most valued core disciples of the Martial Emperor generation in the Flame Divine Temple, an important figure of the future Flame Divine Temple, a true core. Such a status alone was enough to leave too many people far behind.
"Not good. This strongman from the Flame Divine Temple is radiating killing intent. He wants to kill Ling Huang." The crowd's pupils contracted, their expressions turning ugly. Was the Nine Heavens Assembly going to become a slaughter battlefield of the Divine Temple?
"Not just this strongman from the Flame Divine Temple; the monstrous figures from other Divine Temples are also radiating killing intent. They came here to kill, under orders from the Divine Temple." Everyone's hearts pounded. They looked up into the void. The ten great Divine Temples had gathered here, not for a gathering. Countless people in Shen Xiao City were frozen, never expecting such a scene to unfold.
"Ling Huang!" Rufeng's expression was extremely ugly. How could this situation arise? And Yaoyao was full of tension, her face pale, her lips tightly pressed, as if blood was seeping through.
Ling Huang opened his eyes. His entire body was bathed in flame light, his body burning as he stared fixedly at the opponent.
"Such strong flame power. It will all become my nourishment. My realm should also step into the Emperor Realm," Jin Xing said, staring at the flames on Ling Huang's body, a greedy light flashing in his eyes. This level of flame was absolutely of great benefit to him.
His body suddenly lunged forward. Jin Xing's Flame Execution Rod still thrust straight toward Ling Huang. Ling Huang was certainly not only skilled in flame power; he was also strong in the Dao of flame and soul attacks. However, he had already tried them, and they had no effect on Jin Xing. The opponent completely countered him, crushing him with absolute power.
Ling Huang faced Jin Xing, a mad look flashing in his eyes. Jin Xing's Flame Execution Rod directly pierced into Ling Huang's body. Ling Huang didn't even try to block it, just firmly grabbing the Flame Execution Rod with both hands, flames shooting from his eyes.
"Roar!" A furious roar, scorching hot aura rolling out. Ling Huang's entire body transformed into a stream of fire, charging toward Jin Xing's head. Jin Xing's gaze condensed. He opened his mouth and directly spat out a terrifying fire bird, trying to swallow that flame. However, the flame pierced through the fire bird and still rushed toward his body. Jin Xing's expression stiffened. His hand reached out to grab it, but the terrifying flame caused both his palms to burn. He stomped his foot, and suddenly, firelight shot into the sky. His figure directly vanished into the flames, reappearing in another space, even abandoning the Flame Execution Rod on the spot.
"You can actually injure me." Jin Xing stared at his hands, which seemed to have turned charred black. His expression turned ugly, and his killing intent grew stronger. A terrifying flame wildly roared as he stared at Ling Huang, whose face was somewhat pale. Jin Xing's killing intent became increasingly dense.
"Buzz!" Suddenly, Jin Xing's body vanished from the spot, transforming into a flame shadow. Ling Huang's palm trembled, and three-colored profound flames converged into a terrifying fire chain, roaring forward. However, the opponent's charred black hand directly tore through the flames, lunging at Ling Huang's body. With a booming explosion, Ling Huang's body was sent flying again, blood spewing from his mouth, his heart meridian severely damaged.
At the same moment, from another battlefield, a grunt rang out. Mo Luo was struck by cold energy, his entire body seemingly frozen, turning into an ice sculpture. Meanwhile, the strongman from the Ice Divine Temple walked toward him with killing intent.
"Two of the top ten seats in the Nine Heavens Assembly have been defeated, facing a terrible crisis." The crowd's pupils contracted, their expressions stiff.
Lin Feng, who was clashing with Gu Xuantian, also noticed this situation. His expression grew colder and colder.
"This is not a sparring match, not a competition, but a slaughter. The strongmen of the ten great Divine Temples came here to kill people." Lin Feng's gaze turned extremely icy. Suddenly, an ancient tree seemed to emerge within his body. In an instant, the myriad laws of heaven and earth wildly surged toward his body, converging into an unmatched demonic might. Lin Feng let out a furious roar. Countless demonic fists broke through the air, rumbling sounds shaking heaven and earth. His figure moved like the wind, appearing beside Ling Huang. He said coldly, "If you have any methods or Imperial Weapons, bring them out now. Don't hold back anymore. This is no longer a sparring match."
Lin Feng understood very well that if it came to comparing Imperial Weapons, the weapons in their hands were likely inferior to those of the Divine Temple strongmen. However, since their side was no match for the opponent, there was no other way. They could not just offer their necks to be slaughtered.