Chapter 2244: Invitation
As Lin Feng repelled his opponent, his body was also struck by the terrifying force descending from the sky. However, his physical body seemed incredibly formidable, enduring those attacks directly. After all, he had already weakened them considerably beforehand, allowing him to resist with just his flesh.
Such an outcome in battle had undoubtedly proven White Feather's keen judgment. Lin Feng truly did not need to rely on that ancient cauldron to prove anything. Even relying solely on his own strength, he was enough to defeat a talented young demon emperor figure. His combat power was astonishingly formidable.
"Is there anything else you wish to say?" White Feather's gaze fell upon the Black Bull King, who had transformed back into his original form. Her expression was calm, as if she had long anticipated this outcome.
The man's massive bull pupils contracted, and then a deep voice rumbled from his mouth: "Since Miss White can enter the Ten Thousand Demon King Sacred Domain, we can enter as well. There's no need to go with Miss White. Until we meet again."
With that, his figure transformed back into human form and fled into the distance, too ashamed to remain. The other young men also left one after another, leaving only Qing Yi, whom White Feather had said had decent strength, as a backup candidate. He looked at White Feather and asked, "Miss White, are you ready to set off now?"
"En." White Feather nodded slightly.
"Who will we seek first?"
"The Qinghai Roc. You may not know where he is, but I do. He's at your old nest, Qinghai, looking for the Qinghai Princess." White Feather said indifferently, causing Qing Yi's pupils to suddenly contract. His expression turned rather unpleasant. The Qinghai Roc had actually gone to find the Qinghai Princess. It was no secret that Qing Yi liked the Qinghai Princess—many knew of it. But the Qinghai Princess had little interest in him. And now, the Qinghai Roc was seeking her out. How could his heart not be shaken?
"Everyone else, stay here and continue guarding the Lake Palace." White Feather said to the people behind her, then her figure flickered and she left like the wind, with only one of her maids following her. That maid was, as she had said, a substitute like Qing Yi. Of course, when necessary, she could also become White Feather's helper.
Lin Feng and Qing Yi's figures followed in succession. Qing Yi's gaze inadvertently glanced at Lin Feng. Since he was a substitute, he had the opportunity to replace Lin Feng. He had witnessed Lin Feng's combat power just now—it was indeed very formidable. Lin Feng absolutely could not be judged by the standards of a martial emperor. Although he had no right to speak in front of those five, he could still pose a serious threat to Qing Yi.
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In the vast and endless Qinghai, there were many underwater palaces. At this moment, in one of those underwater palaces, two figures were leaning against each other, sitting on a luxurious and noble king's throne. The young man was draped in a cyan long robe, his gaze sharp, and every move he made carried a subtle, natural charm, exuding the bearing of a demon beast grandmaster.
The woman leaning against him was also a very formidable figure, but at this moment, she displayed a girlish demeanor, appearing exceptionally docile.
"When will you propose to my father?" the beautiful woman said in a coquettish voice, her tone stirring one's soul. The young man gazed into the distance with extraordinary bearing and said, "Once I step into the Heavenly Emperor realm, I will come directly to propose. I'm sure no one will refuse."
"En." The woman nodded slightly and said, "It's just that Qing Yi is quite annoying, always pursuing me. I have no interest in him at all."
"No need to pay him any attention," the young man said indifferently. At that moment, his gaze suddenly lifted, looking upward. His sharp eyes seemed to pierce through the ocean as he said, "Who's there?"
As his voice fell, it was as if the seawater itself was being split apart. His body shot upward like a beam of light, bringing the woman beside him with him. In an instant, they broke through several thousand meters of deep sea. There, several figures had arrived.
"White Feather, Qing Yi." The young man frowned, a cold gleam sweeping across his eyes. "What business do you have?"
"As expected." Seeing the young man together with the woman, Qing Yi's face suddenly turned pale, and his hands clenched tightly. He and that woman were supposed to be a perfect match—many demons in Qinghai believed so. But now, he felt as if everything had turned to bubbles. He had lost his chance, because the one with the woman was him.
After the woman saw Qing Yi, she pressed herself even closer to the young man, nestling against him with a brilliant smile.
"Qinghai Roc, I plan to invite some people to the Ten Thousand Demon King Sacred Domain. Are you coming?" White Feather asked directly, without any unnecessary words.
"Ten Thousand Demon King Sacred Domain." A look of extreme sharpness flashed in the Qinghai Roc's eyes. "Who else is coming?"
"The few of us. Additionally, I intend to continue inviting the Heze Python, the Dark Gold Pupil King, the Purple Void Flood Dragon, and the Tino Sword," White Feather said.
The Qinghai Roc pondered for a moment, then asked, "When?"
"Once we've gathered everyone, we'll set off immediately," White Feather said.
The Qinghai Roc flicked out a jade slip, and White Feather immediately understood. She also produced a jade slip, and each left a strand of divine thought.
"Notify me when you're ready. I'll come," the Qinghai Roc said calmly, without any extra words.
"Alright. Farewell." White Feather nodded slightly, and their group instantly swept away without any pause. Both sides were extremely direct. Only Qing Yi kept his fists clenched tightly, his mouth twitching occasionally, as if he had an impulse he couldn't release.
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In the Heze region, on a mountain range shrouded in endless black mist, White Feather and the others arrived. Looking at the black mist, Lin Feng felt a stench of blood rushing toward him, extremely pungent. The aura, when inhaled, was incredibly uncomfortable, as if his blood could no longer flow smoothly and his internal organs were about to rot.
"This is... such powerful poison gas." Lin Feng's heart trembled. Suddenly, swarms of flying insects shot toward the group. The rolling black mist surged and roared, encroaching upon them. Lin Feng's body erupted with endless sword light, madly slashing out. At the same time, White Feather beside him plucked her zither strings, unleashing lightning-fast killing strikes. The flying insects died, but the black mist did not disperse. It continued to spread, as if it wanted to rot everything inside them.
"Old monster, the Ten Thousand Demon King Sacred Domain. Are you going or not?" A rolling voice rang out. Instantly, the drifting black fog seemed to stop. Then, from within the mist-shrouded peak, a terrifying giant python slowly moved its body and emerged. Its sinister, venomous gaze made one's heart tremble. It licked its tongue, and a stench of blood rushed forth.
"What's the situation?" the Heze Python asked indifferently.
"I've already invited the Qinghai Roc. Next, I will invite the Dark Gold Pupil King, the Purple Void Flood Dragon, and the Tino Sword. Are you coming?" White Feather asked, still very directly.
The Heze Python licked its mouth, a gleam of light shining in its eyes. Then it said, "Once you've decided, send someone to inform me."
With that, its massive body once again retreated into the black mist and disappeared, as if it had never appeared.
"So much arrogance," Qing Yi said displeasedly. But thinking of this old monster, he immediately shut his mouth.
"Next stop," White Feather said indifferently. They had already gathered two, with three more to go.
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On another vast ocean, on an island, White Feather and the others found the Purple Void Flood Dragon. This ancient flood dragon had purple antennae growing from its head. Instead of looking strange, it only added to its danger. The Purple Void Flood Dragon also had no questions and agreed directly.
The Dark Gold Pupil King was cultivating inside a volcano, but White Feather still found him. It was clear that White Feather had made thorough preparations beforehand. Now, she easily swayed the Dark Gold Pupil King, this extremely aloof and unapproachable powerful demon beast prodigy.
The last one was the Tino Sword. Lin Feng followed White Feather and saw the Tino Sword in the void. The first time he saw him, he was standing at the edge of a mountain peak, gazing into the distance as if no one else existed. The second time he looked, it was the same. Until several hours later, it was still the same. White Feather could no longer hold back. This guy's patience was exceptionally good. If she were to outlast him, who knew how long it would take.
"Tino, the Ten Thousand Demon King Sacred Domain. Are you going?" White Feather asked directly again. But this time, no one responded. The Tino Sword still stood there, gazing at the horizon, as if everything else was irrelevant to him.
"Is this guy... cultivating?" Lin Feng's heart stirred. This Tino Sword indeed seemed like the most ordinary person. No special aura was released from his entire body. The first time you looked at him, he was too ordinary. The second time, he was a little different. The third time, even more so. Until later, you would find this person extraordinary. But when you looked carefully, you would find that this person was very ordinary.
White Feather did not speak again. She knew that speaking again would be useless. It was not until the Tino Sword withdrew his gaze from the distance that he looked at White Feather and replied, "I'll go. When?"
"The people have already been gathered," White Feather said indifferently. All five had agreed decisively, without any superfluous words!