Chapter 2350: The Situation Reverses
Saintly might. Lin Feng stared at Qiong Jiutian ahead, his expression grim. Clearly, Qiong Jiutian had entered the Saint Realm.
With that single finger pointed out, it felt as if endless power from heaven and earth converged toward him. Above the sky, even the clouds were scorched red by the flames, much like when Lin Feng had witnessed the Desolate Ancient Heaven-Subduing Saint Art—swallowing the power of the Dao, concentrating it into one strike. Now that Qiong Jiutian had stepped into the Saint Realm, the power of his finger already bore the faint outline of a Saint Art, its might boundless.
"Whoosh!" Ao Mo’s figure flickered, vanishing instantly from his spot. But Qiong Jiutian only snorted coldly, his eyes seemingly connecting with heaven and earth. Terrifying flames pierced through the void, surging toward Lin Feng and Ao Mo. That single cold snort seemed to contain the might of the Heavenly Dao, causing both Lin Feng and Ao Mo to feel a raging fire burning fiercely within their bodies. Though they were in the void, it felt as if they were trapped in a sea of flames.
Inside Lin Feng’s body, the power of domination rampaged, trying to destroy the flames. But Qiong Jiutian’s body closed in, and that finger still hadn’t faded, pointing straight at Lin Feng. An invisible heavenly shackle seemed to lock onto Lin Feng, making his face instantly turn pale, as if his body had already been pierced through.
"Roar!" Ao Mo bellowed in fury. Golden light enveloped his body, while brilliant, surging dark demonic energy erupted. His body tore through the void, and his claws grabbed at the dazzling finger light. A pained roar rang out as Ao Mo’s body seemed to be pierced through. That finger of flame rampaged wildly inside him, trying to destroy his life force.
"ROAR!" Ao Mo howled at the sky. If not for his massive size and the incredibly vigorous life force of a dragon, that single finger would have annihilated him.
"Ao Mo!" Lin Feng stepped forward, his expression drastically changing. He hadn’t expected Ao Mo to take that blow for him.
"Boss, get out of here!" Ao Mo turned his head and spoke to Lin Feng, making Lin Feng’s heart tighten. Seeing Qiong Jiutian charging at Ao Mo, Lin Feng’s body shot straight toward him, gathering terrifying power of domination into his palm.
"Die!" Qiong Jiutian pointed out another finger. Lin Feng felt the saintly might contained within that finger, his expression dark.
A Saint. After stepping into the Saint Realm, Qiong Jiutian had become far stronger than before. In Lin Feng’s palm, the Great Desolate Demon Halberd suddenly appeared. With a furious roar, he thrust the halberd forward. The terrifying demonic might shot out like a dark streak, directly stabbing into that finger, extinguishing it.
"Hmph!" Seeing this, Qiong Jiutian’s expression turned cold. His body continued charging at Lin Feng—fast, unbelievably fast.
"Kill!" Lin Feng, wielding immense power, thrust the Great Desolate Demon Halberd again. But at that moment, a ring of flame light emerged around Qiong Jiutian’s body, like a divine pearl, enveloping him. The halberd struck it, causing cracks to appear in the flame barrier. But Qiong Jiutian had already appeared before Lin Feng. Terrifying palm force, carrying fearsome saintly might, slammed toward Lin Feng. In that instant, Lin Feng felt as if his entire being was plunged into destruction.
Lin Feng gathered boundless power in his left palm and struck it against the opponent’s flame palm. In an instant, terrifying saintly might surged wildly into his body. His entire being was engulfed by a fearsome black flame, unable to escape, as if the only outcome was destruction and death within this blazing inferno.
"Boss!" Ao Mo let out an enraged roar.
The experts of the Ancient Realm Clan also looked toward Lin Feng, their faces slightly pale. Lin Feng had been hit by Qiong Jiutian. Facing a Saint, would Lin Feng be killed?
"Evil God!" Chi Lianshan also stared in Lin Feng’s direction, his expression stiff and ugly. Was the Evil God about to be killed?
Lin Feng’s body was being ravaged madly. If not for his inner world, with its endless power of domination and boundless life force, that single moment would have been enough to kill him. But even now, he still couldn’t break free from the opponent’s destructive attack. He looked up at Qiong Jiutian, who stood like a flame deity, shrouded in a barrier of light.
"A Saint borrows from the Heavenly Dao. How can you resist? Evil God, die." Qiong Jiutian said coldly. He seemed to be the Heavenly Dao itself; his flames were the flames of the Heavenly Dao.
"Qiong Jiutian, like the Ice-Sealing Saint Emperor, has followed the Heavenly Mandate and entered the Saint Realm." This thought flashed through Lin Feng’s mind. At this moment, Qiong Jiutian seemed to be attacking him on behalf of the Heavenly Dao. This was Lin Feng’s first real experience of fighting a Saint. He had encountered Saint Realm experts before, but never felt or clashed with them so vividly.
"Following the Heavenly Dao, borrowing from it!" In that instant, countless thoughts and ideas flashed through Lin Feng’s mind.
"Die!" Seeing that Lin Feng still hadn’t been destroyed, Qiong Jiutian pressed down with even greater force. But at that moment, a strange power surged from Lin Feng’s body. His eyes locked onto Qiong Jiutian, and a faint smile suddenly appeared at the corner of his mouth. He murmured in his heart: "So that’s it. I’ve always been thinking about how to control the power of domination, to dominate everything, wanting to turn myself into the ruler, able to envelop the entire world. But actually, I was wrong. True domination is myself—I am the ruler. I, myself, represent everything. Why do I need to borrow it? Domination is me; the Heavenly Dao is also me. That is my world. I am the god."
"You’re still not dead?" Seeing the smile on Lin Feng’s face, Qiong Jiutian felt a chill in his heart. Why hadn’t Lin Feng been destroyed yet, his life force completely erased?
"You probably won’t get to see me die." Lin Feng said calmly, making Qiong Jiutian’s expression freeze. What was happening? He felt as if Lin Feng had suddenly changed. This change seemed to have been completed in an instant. Lin Feng stood between heaven and earth, yet seemed to exist independently. He was just himself, not bound by any power, supreme and unrivaled.
The damage to Lin Feng’s body was being frantically repaired, as if he had an undying body. He let go of his hand, allowing Qiong Jiutian’s palm to land directly on him, yet his expression remained unchanged, a faint smile still on his lips. This scene made Qiong Jiutian’s face show a look of shock.
"How is this possible!" Qiong Jiutian let out an incredulous roar. He had stepped into the Ancient Saint Realm! How could he not kill the Evil God of the Ancient Realm Clan?
"Sorry to disappoint you." Lin Feng said indifferently. Then, he also pointed a finger, aiming at Qiong Jiutian’s head. Qiong Jiutian’s expression changed drastically, and his body suddenly retreated. But how could Lin Feng let him escape? His fingertip directly touched Qiong Jiutian’s head. In an instant, Qiong Jiutian’s gaze went blank, then his eyes gradually dimmed. The life force within his body was erased, his divine soul shattered. Soon, he collapsed limply.
This sudden turn of events happened too fast. From Qiong Jiutian attacking Lin Feng, nearly killing him, to Lin Feng counterattacking and killing Qiong Jiutian—everything happened in the blink of an eye, making it almost impossible to believe.
Ao Mo was stunned. The experts of the Flame Temple were stunned. The experts of the Ancient Realm Clan were stunned. No one had expected the outcome to change so quickly.
"Boss!" Ao Mo let out an excited roar. He had broken through. Just now, the boss must have broken through. Otherwise, such a reversal couldn’t have happened. With ease, he killed Qiong Jiutian, who had entered the Saint Realm. The boss’s strength now was terrifying. He let Qiong Jiutian attack him and still didn’t die. An ordinary person who had just entered the Saint Realm probably wouldn’t be a match for Lin Feng.
"The boss’s talent is terrifying. Once he steps into the Saint Realm, he immediately leaves other new Saints far behind. Too powerful." Ao Mo praised in his heart. Even those prodigies from the Great Demon Realm couldn’t do this, could they? Those who entered the Saint Realm were already rare geniuses and monsters; otherwise, they wouldn’t have such enlightenment and opportunity.
"Jiutian!" Qiong Jiutian’s master’s expression suddenly changed, turning extremely ugly. His disciple, Qiong Jiutian, had returned after entering the Saint Realm, a rising new star. But before he could even return to the Flame Temple, he was killed?
Qiong Jiutian’s body fell downward, devoid of any life force, clearly dead beyond doubt. Instantly, Qiong Jiutian’s master erupted with a terrifying saintly might, rolling toward Lin Feng like a tidal wave.
But before him, a Saint stood calmly, looking at the opponent.