Chapter 2318: Quietly Withdrawing
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A scorching aura yet containing a terrifying chill—this was what everyone felt. The fire of extreme yang and extreme yin seemed to be the very Dao that Qionghai Ya excelled in.
The battle lines between the Ancient Realm Clan and the Flame Temple had pulled apart. On this side, only Lin Feng and Qionghai Ya remained. Lin Feng's expression was still calm and indifferent, but inwardly he was cautious. This Qionghai Ya should be one of the core-level figures—the surname Qiong, the surname of the gods.
"The Ancient Realm Clan has re-entered the world, rising in the Xiao Heavenly Court. I am surprised that the Ancient Realm Clan's first target for establishing their authority would be my Flame Temple," Qionghai Ya said indifferently, no longer bothering to conceal anything, tearing away the last veil. Everyone understood that Qionghai Ya was right. Last time, at the battlefield where Mo Zheng and Mo Fu had agreed to meet, the Ancient Realm Clan had reappeared in the Xiao Heavenly Court, and their first target for establishing authority was precisely the Flame Temple, putting the Flame Temple in an awkward position.
"So, I am very curious to see how long this Ancient Realm Clan can exist in the Xiao Heavenly Court," Qionghai Ya's voice was calm, as if he could not be angered. Huo Shang looked at Qionghai Ya, quite surprised. The once arrogant and domineering Qionghai Ya, having reached this level of cultivation, had become restrained. Yet, he was even more dangerous.
As Qionghai Ya's voice fell, he pointed a finger. Instantly, the Sun and Moon Diagram behind him erupted with boundless sharp swords that shot forth. The phenomena of sun and moon appeared in the void, alternating between cold and heat, causing Lin Feng to feel a surge of cold and hot energy rampaging within his body. This power was far stronger than the pure destructive force of flames.
The sun-moon swords slashed toward him. Lin Feng's mind stirred, and countless array lights materialized, transforming into stone walls, but they were all pierced through. Lin Feng's palm trembled, and a terrifying Space Law spread out, roaring forward like a hurricane beast, suddenly sweeping the sun-moon swords into the spatial hurricane before shooting them toward the sky, carrying the swords away with it.
"The experts of the Ancient Realm Clan are so adept at using the power of realms, even treating Space Law as realm force!" The crowd's hearts trembled. But Qionghai Ya snorted coldly, continuing to step forward, his body soaring into the clouds. A sword came from beyond the heavens, its sun-moon light blinding to the eyes, slashing toward Lin Feng. Two terrifying flame storms appeared in the void, one of extreme yang and one of extreme yin, destroying everything, as if what was being slashed out was not sword light, but a sea of fire.
Lin Feng looked at the void and stepped forward, walking toward the enemy's attack. All the laws transformed into the power of Space Law. Suddenly, a massive void handprint grabbed out, forcibly seizing that entire space, naturally also capturing the sun-moon swords. A terrifying spatial hurricane roared, and the attack shifted direction once more, deviating from its trajectory.
Qionghai Ya revealed a faint hint of surprise, then sneered. Suddenly, his figure vanished from the spot. The next moment, the power of extreme yang and extreme yin surged into Lin Feng's body—a terrifying Dao might.
Within Lin Feng's body, the terrifying Dao of Dominance began to destroy, attempting to annihilate all the power that had rushed into him. A faint light magnified before Lin Feng's eyes—it was Qionghai Ya appearing in front of him, pointing a finger at him. As this finger pointed out, Lin Feng's entire being seemed to sink into a sea of extreme yang and extreme yin flames, unable to extricate himself. His pupils seemed to see nothing but this finger.
"Boom!" The flames engulfed Lin Feng's body and soul completely. This finger plunged Lin Feng into a desperate situation—a double desperate situation.
"So strong!" The crowd outside trembled at the sight. They sensed a trace of powerful saintly might. This finger was like the finger of a saint, about to destroy Lin Feng.
"Die!" Qionghai Ya's voice echoed in Lin Feng's mind as his fingertip shot toward Lin Feng's brow. But at that moment, a terrifying force surged into Qionghai Ya's body, attempting to pierce through him. Lin Feng gathered supreme power and directly threw a punch. This punch seemed plain and unadorned, yet it seemed to dominate the strongest power between heaven and earth.
"You are too naive." A faint voice rang out. A booming collision sound erupted. Lin Feng's entire body was enveloped in a double layer of flames, his soul also undergoing the test of the Dao. But Qionghai Ya was knocked back by his strike. In fact, Qionghai Ya's fingers trembled slightly, as if broken, in great pain. Moreover, the force that had surged into his body was also terrifying, as if it could completely destroy and obliterate him.
"Hmph." Qionghai Ya snorted coldly, staring at Lin Feng. Could Lin Feng really completely break free from that intent? He stepped forward again, attacking toward Lin Feng, who was still within the sea of fire. This time, it was a terrifying Heaven-Incinerating Palm Seal. The void seemed to ignite with the appearance of the palm seal, leaving a massive scorch mark as it pressed toward Lin Feng.
Lin Feng moved again. Suddenly, an unparalleled void sword might appeared in this space. With one slash, the palm seal seemed to be torn open with cracks. Then, a series of dazzling void lights completely tore apart the terrifying palm seal. Lin Feng looked ahead, a cold smile curling at the corner of his mouth, and said, "Today, I originally intended to visit the Flame Temple. But since the Flame Temple does not regard my Ancient Realm Clan with any respect, there is no need for the Ancient Realm Clan to stay. Everyone, withdraw."
As Lin Feng's voice fell, the experts of the Ancient Realm Clan all struck out with realm light, wrapping around their bodies. Soon, streaks of cyan light flickered, and the Ancient Realm Clan experts departed one after another.
"With such marvelous realm power, the Ancient Realm Clan's ability to escape is even more terrifying than those who excel in wind and void laws," the crowd thought inwardly. Lin Feng's body also drifted backward, gradually moving away from Qionghai Ya.
"It's not over yet, and you want to leave?" Qionghai Ya said coldly, still stepping forward, instantly closing the distance between them, chasing after Lin Feng, who was standing on the demon dragon.
"There will be plenty of time in the future. We will meet again when the opportunity arises," Lin Feng said indifferently. Then, the demon dragon carried him charging into the vast flames of the ruined city.
"Pursue!" Qionghai Ya said coldly. Instantly, the experts charged into the endless flames of the ruined city, chasing after Lin Feng. But Lin Feng, who had entered the ruined city, seemed to vanish without a trace in an instant.
"Ah..." A piercing scream rang out. Then, an expert's body flew out from the flames. Half of his body was gone, appearing bloodily before them, extremely miserable, nearly completely dead.
A figure suddenly appeared beside him—it was Qionghai Ya. He asked, "What happened?"
"He never left. The Ancient Realm Clan possesses terrifying realm power, and their concealment ability is formidable. He is right here." The expert pointed downward, his face pale, blood continuously flowing out. But by now, there was no trace of Lin Feng's aura, causing Qionghai Ya's expression to turn extremely cold.
"I will experience the strength of the Flame Temple's experts another time." Lin Feng's voice seemed to drift from afar, its direction indistinguishable. Until the sound gradually faded away, the experts of the Flame Temple gathered together in the void, all turning their gazes to Qionghai Ya.
Qionghai Ya's expression was extremely ugly. This time, they had chosen this place as the agreed battlefield to restore the Flame Temple's prestige. However, it seemed they had still suffered miserably. They had been toyed with by Lin Feng, had a Saint Emperor-level expert killed, and in the end, Lin Feng and the Ancient Realm Clan had all retreated unscathed, leaving no one behind.
Of course, this time, the crowd had at least witnessed the strength of the Flame Temple's Qiong-surnamed figure. Qionghai Ya would likely not be unfamiliar to them in the future. How many such figures did the Divine Temple have?
Lin Feng's visit to the Flame Temple this time was originally intended to probe the temple's true strength. He had never thought of truly clashing with the Flame Temple, as their power was still far from sufficient. Moreover, now that he was appearing as the Evil God of the Ancient Realm Clan, he could not truly unleash his power freely, as that would easily alert the Flame Temple. Therefore, today was enough.
At this moment, in the void, Ao Mo let out a low, deep roar. Lin Feng sat on Ao Mo's back and chuckled, saying, "I am thinking that the person who confined Qing Feng was likely someone with the surname Qiong, perhaps even that Qionghai Ya. The Blood Phoenix Order back then must have had its reasons. And the Flame Temple's Qiong surname is enough for the Phoenix Void Family to act as they did. Qionghai Ya and I will likely meet again soon."