# Chapter 2241: Execute
The sudden powerful attack caused Jian Chen's expression to stiffen instantly. Rage surged to the heavens as he grabbed at the void with his palm. Countless sword lights converged and were born, piercing through everything, all of them executing toward Lin Feng's ancient cauldron.
At this moment, Lin Feng was also enraged. The array light of the Ten Thousand Transformations Treasure Cauldron seemed to make even his soul burn wildly. The terrifying death cauldron sounds of *dong dong dong dong* continuously reverberated, shaking in people's hearts. Even others felt as if deathly energy was eroding them, as if they were about to die, let alone Jian Chen who was directly facing Lin Feng. He felt that terrifying death knell continuously pounding on his heart. Formless death power crazily surged into his body, endless and infinite, accompanied by Lin Feng's hundreds of thousands of death brands charging in. That was the attack brought by the Great Completion Death Dao might. For a time, with the ancient cauldron as the center, a terrifying death storm converged in the void.
Jian Chen, as a Heavenly Emperor realm powerhouse, would not retreat even facing such pressure. Sword intent burned around his body. He took a step forward, and immediately, infinite giant swords shot forward in rolling waves. In an instant, Lin Feng felt shadow swords attacking within his soul, wanting to pierce and shatter his divine soul. At the same time, infinite sharp swords ignored void distance, executing down from above him, their power limitless.
"Let me see how strong your life force is." Lin Feng's expression was incomparably cold. Suddenly, his divine soul abruptly left his body, charging into the ancient cauldron, merging with it. Immediately, the Ten Thousand Transformations Treasure Cauldron spun madly. The death storm shot straight into the sky. At the same time, the ancient cauldron directly charged toward Jian Chen. Eighteen consecutive death funeral bell sounds rushed into the other's mind, wanting to take his life.
"How can the Dao might not even attack his soul?" Jian Chen's expression stiffened. His soul and physical body seemed about to separate. At the same time, even stronger death brands eroded in, making the death brands planted on him more and more terrifying, as if he was truly about to step into death.
"Get lost!" A furious roar. Three thousand giant swords converged around him, simultaneously breaking through the air. A terrifying *clang* sound rang out, shaking on the ancient cauldron. However, at this moment, the ancient cauldron transformed into a stream of light. It did not continue charging toward Jian Chen, but instead rushed toward those Sword Sect Emperor realm powerhouses.
"Dong!" A death cauldron sound suddenly rang out. A Sword Sect Emperor realm powerhouse's entire body was ashen gray. Then, his divine soul left his body, uncontrollable, directly swallowed into the ancient cauldron, becoming a dead man. His physical body was also swallowed up. Screams rang out continuously. Both soul and body were refined away.
At this moment, Lin Feng's soul had merged into the Ten Thousand Transformations Treasure Cauldron. This Ten Thousand Transformations Treasure Cauldron was his true body. He was the Ten Thousand Transformations Treasure Cauldron. The next moment, he charged toward another Sword Sect powerhouse. That Sword Sect powerhouse's expression stiffened, his body explosively retreating. However, Lin Feng did not give him a chance. The death cauldron sound played for him. Death descended. Lin Feng's Great Completion Death Dao merged into the ancient cauldron and was unleashed. That power was absolutely terrifying.
"This kind of Dao is comparable to a Great Perfection level Dao, the Death Dao. It can kill a person in an instant." At this moment, Qiyue Tianjun watched Lin Feng's attack, his heart quite shaken. This youth's strength was truly terrifying. Great Perfection Dao might was generally something only Saint Emperor realm powerhouses could comprehend. Moreover, this Dao was the Death Dao. Therefore, even though Emperor realm formidable figures had a body full of combat power, they simply could not unleash it. One vibration was almost enough to take your life, to kill you. No matter if you offered up an Imperial Weapon or anything else, there was no chance. They were directly shaken to death and then their soul was swallowed.
Seeing Lin Feng sweeping through, Jian Chen's expression immediately turned ashen. This was no longer simply slapping his face. Lin Feng was slaughtering the Emperor realm powerhouses of his Sword Sect. What was even more unbearable was that Lin Feng was merely a Martial Emperor realm powerhouse, yet here he was slaughtering their Emperors. And even he himself could not withstand that Death Dao comparable to Great Perfection. Every cauldron sound seemed able to truly strip away his life, making him sink into death.
"Ah..." Screams rang out continuously. One Emperor after another's divine soul merged into Lin Feng's Ten Thousand Transformations Treasure Cauldron, all becoming the cauldron's power. When Lin Feng activated his soul array patterns, the power the Ten Thousand Transformations Treasure Cauldron could unleash became even stronger. Jian Chen continuously gathered supreme sword might to attack, but could not shatter that Ten Thousand Transformations Treasure Cauldron. It was a terrifying level treasure, a very high-grade Imperial Weapon.
When the Sword Sect powerhouses died, some died, some fled. Soon, the Ten Thousand Transformations Treasure Cauldron once again killed toward Jian Chen. Jian Chen could not shatter the Ten Thousand Transformations Treasure Cauldron and simply could not fight. He gathered a supreme sword blade storm, then his figure disappeared within the storm, intertwining with the death storm. The next moment, in the sky, a sword light suddenly lit up. It was Jian Chen. He seemed to have transformed into a sword. A sword came from beyond the heavens, directly killing into the Ten Thousand Transformations Treasure Cauldron. Lin Feng's soul had merged into the Ten Thousand Transformations Treasure Cauldron, so he wanted to kill his physical body.
Seeing this, Lin Feng sneered inwardly. Jian Chen was seeking his own death. A strange aura spread, instantly wrapping around Lin Feng's physical body, as if his physical body had disappeared. Jian Chen transformed into a sword, coming from beyond the heavens, instantly stabbing into the interior of the Ten Thousand Transformations Treasure Cauldron. A terrifying *dong* vibration sound spread out. That certain-kill power directly struck the Ten Thousand Transformations Treasure Cauldron from the sky into the lake, charging into the lake bottom.
However, at this moment, the infinite beams of light within the Ten Thousand Transformations Treasure Cauldron suddenly lit up simultaneously. Hundreds of thousands or even millions of death brands directly branded onto that terrifying sword, causing the sword body to instantly turn pitch black. Many people's gazes looked toward the lake water, their eyes seeming to pierce through everything. Miss Bai's figure flickered, directly charging into the lake. Below, rows of palaces collapsed and shattered. The enormous Ten Thousand Transformations Treasure Cauldron spun and moved madly, destroying everything.
Within the Ten Thousand Transformations Treasure Cauldron, that giant sword seemed to transform into ten thousand swords, simultaneously piercing and killing toward every place where the ancient cauldron's patterns lit up, as if wanting to shatter the array patterns within the ancient cauldron. However, who forged this ancient cauldron, Lin Feng did not even know. But the arrays carved inside were absolutely terrifying. How could they be so easily deciphered? No matter how many sword beams, they all had to be branded with death. That sword with life seemed to be emitting a lament, falling.
Jian Chen's transformed true body sword seemed to realize something was wrong. He had thought that with his supreme attack power, once he charged inside, he could directly pierce and kill Lin Feng's soul. But Lin Feng's soul seemed to have completely merged with this Ten Thousand Transformations Treasure Cauldron. If the cauldron did not shatter, the soul would not be extinguished. It simply could not be shattered.
Moreover, now Jian Chen wanted to leave but seemed unable to do so. At this moment, he seemed to be located in a death starry sky. This was a world of death. The giant sword charged and crashed about, but only the pitch-black ancient cauldron patterns appeared before him. There was no entrance or exit. Once inside, it seemed impossible to get out. Even Lin Feng's physical body had disappeared, leaving only death.
"Shatter!"
A furious roar, then a *dong* rolling sound spread. But it was still useless. Death brands continued to brand onto the sword. The soul light madly urged the cauldron's power, wanting to refine even the soul contained in the sword.
At this moment, Lin Feng was also frustrated. Even with such an attack, it was so hard to kill the other party. It showed how difficult it was to kill a powerful Heavenly Emperor realm figure. They were completely on a different level from Emperor realm figures. However, since this person had already entered, he could forget about leaving again. He would surely die. If he did not refine his soul into the cauldron, how could he justify this enormous consumption? At the very least, he wanted to use that powerful soul to replenish the burning soul power.
Several million death brands branded on. The sword's momentum grew weaker and weaker. Gradually, Jian Chen's phantom seemed to appear. He was convulsing all over. This dignified Heavenly Emperor realm sword cultivator now seemed to have fear. He was afraid. Was he going to fall today at the hands of a mere Martial Emperor?
His phantom stood there, with an aura of looking down on everything. But no matter how arrogant his temperament, Lin Feng had only one goal: kill him, refine his soul. Whether you were an Emperor or a Heavenly Emperor, you would die.
Time slowly passed. Jian Chen's phantom grew weaker and weaker. Seeing the death brands still continuously striking his body, his gaze revealed a trace of sorrow. He sighed: "I never thought that I, Jian Chen, would fall today at the hands of a mere Martial Emperor."
"If you could exist forever within the ancient cauldron without perishing, witnessing my future, perhaps one day you would no longer have such a lament." A faint voice rang out, carrying a supreme domineering intent. It actually made Jian Chen's heart tremble fiercely. Then he slightly nodded, no longer continuing futile resistance. His soul began to be gradually refined, bit by bit merging into the ancient cauldron.