Chapter 2378: The Great Battle with Qiong Yu
On the desolate and barren Fire Tomb, two figures continued their frantic chase. After a long while, feeling they should be far from the Divine Tomb's entrance, Qiong Yu stopped and turned to face Lin Feng. A terrifying flame spear materialized in his palm, his pupils cold and icy. With only Lin Feng left, he had no more reason to flee.
Soon, Lin Feng's figure appeared before Qiong Yu, his pupils equally cold. He gripped the Sovereign Sword, his killing intent palpable.
"Before we fight, at least I should know who you are, right?" Qiong Yu asked Lin Feng, showing no hint of underestimation. Though their exchange had been brief, that single sword strike from Lin Feng had earned his respect.
"Lin Feng!" Lin Feng did not hide his identity. There was no need now. This time, the Prophet and he had joined forces to ambush Qiong Yu and the other Flame Temple experts. Both sides had openly stepped onto the battlefield. From now on, either he would die, or the Flame Temple would fall from its pedestal.
"Lin Feng, the first seat of the Nine Heavens Gathering." A flicker of surprise passed through Qiong Yu's eyes—not at Lin Feng's identity, but at his strength. Qiong Yu did not know much about Lin Feng. Not everyone in the temple kept their eyes on him; only certain people handled such matters. Qiong Yu had merely heard that the top ten of the Nine Heavens Gathering might include a Forbidden Body, and thus all should be killed. But for him, he didn't quite believe that ancient rumor. Could a Forbidden existence truly lead to the Twilight of the Gods?
The temple had grown powerful to a certain level. How could it fail to destroy a single forbidden figure? But now, Qiong Yu couldn't help but take Lin Feng seriously. It hadn't been that long since the Nine Heavens Gathering. The one who once stood on the Martial Emperor peak battlefield had now appeared before him. This rate of growth was terrifying.
Qiong Yu's killing intent grew stronger. He said coldly, "It would be your honor to have this Divine Tomb become your grave."
As his words fell, the beam of light that had once shown cracks reappeared in Qiong Yu's hand. He cut his finger, letting a drop of blood fall onto the radiance. Instantly, the light transformed into a dazzling flame armor, merging into Qiong Yu's skin. Facing Lin Feng's powerful attacks, he had to keep a trump card. This sacred king weapon could at least withstand one more strike, meaning even if Lin Feng hit him once, he wouldn't die—equivalent to having two lives.
"As expected of an important figure from the Flame Temple." Lin Feng was not surprised that Qiong Yu possessed multiple sacred king weapons. The flame spear was an offensive sacred king weapon, while the radiance that turned into inner armor was a defensive one. One for attack, one for defense, making Qiong Yu more combat-effective when danger struck.
Qiong Yu stepped toward Lin Feng. This time, he was far more solemn than before. Each step seemed to contain the trajectory of the Heavenly Dao, giving a ethereal feeling. At the same time, a terrifying might of the Heavenly Dao gathered, as if his Dao was merging into the Heavenly Dao's power, fusing into sacred techniques with unmatched offense.
Lin Feng's expression was calm. He stood there, his long robe fluttering. A wind of flame swept toward him, its terrifying intent seeming ready to tear his body apart. He did not directly pull Qiong Yu into his inner world to fight but battled in the outside world. Now that Qiong Yu was doomed to escape, why not truly fight him and see what level he could reach with the Sovereign Sword?
Qiong Yu's flame spear slanted toward the void. Instantly, the sacred might of the Heavenly Dao crushed outward, as if many terrifying whirlpools appeared in the void, about to transform into spears—extremely fearsome.
"Kill!" Qiong Yu shouted coldly. Countless dark spears shot toward Lin Feng, each one terrifying, converging into a flame black hole that seemed intent on completely devouring Lin Feng. But at that moment, Lin Feng stepped forward, as if becoming the master of heaven and earth. This stretch of void was under his dominion.
Suddenly, Lin Feng's sword thrust out, striking a single point. In an instant, that point expanded continuously, turning into a terrifying devouring vortex. Boundless power frantically swallowed the spears one by one. The endless attacking spears were directly engulfed, entering the dark hole. The aura emanating from that intersection point was terrifying to the extreme.
The sword transformed into a black hole, devouring the spears. This was the devouring power of the Sovereign Sword.
Qiong Yu's flame spear trembled. He roared in anger. Three thousand spears converged into one giant spear that seemed to pierce the heavens, stabbing directly at the black hole. Dark flame dragons seemed to roar, dancing along with the spear.
"Boom!" The terrifying shockwave nearly shattered the black hole. Lin Feng stepped back, but this space was frantically weaving with array patterns. The entire sky was filled with golden void patterns. A thought became an array. Lin Feng wanted to carve the entire void into an array, making himself the master of arrays.
"Hmph!" Qiong Yu snorted coldly. He thrust his spear into the ground. Instantly, the golden patterns exploded wildly, continuously being destroyed. Clearly, he did not want to see Lin Feng weaving arrays. But the patterns shattered only to instantly reform. The entire void seemed to be under Lin Feng's dominion. The speed of destruction could not keep up with the speed of array formation.
Lin Feng walked forward. In an instant, an illusion appeared. The opponent felt only darkness around him. But in this darkness, a terrifying sword suddenly stabbed forth. This sword carried only the ultimate intent of speed, making even space seem chaotic.
"Burn!" Qiong Yu's pupils seemed to ignite. In his eyes, there was no light—only flames. They were burning pupils.
"Whoosh!" From his pupils, a sea of flame erupted. Lin Feng's sword stabbed directly into the flame sea. His brow furrowed slightly. It was false. His swift sword had not struck the opponent's body.
"Not right!" Suddenly, Lin Feng sensed an extremely dangerous aura. Then he saw a pair of eyes, instantly igniting in his own pupils. His eyes closed immediately, feeling a terrifying burning heat in his pupils, extremely uncomfortable.
Qiong Yu's figure also appeared. Faint light scattered from his body. Clearly, Lin Feng's sword had hit him. But his armor had shattered, and he had made his body illusory, using the fire of his pupils to cover it, making Lin Feng think he hadn't struck.
"Annihilate!" Qiong Yu pointed a finger at Lin Feng. This finger gathered terrifying sacred might, as if it could pierce through the void. If it stabbed into Lin Feng's brow, Lin Feng would surely die. At such close range, before the fingertip even touched Lin Feng, it gave him a feeling of impending doom.
At this moment, Lin Feng felt as if he were on the verge of death. This strike could take his life.
But at this moment, Lin Feng's mind fell into absolute stillness. With his eyes closed, he had no panic at all, calm to the point of being frightening. His sword had already thrust out and could not be withdrawn. And this finger was so fast that he could not dodge. Only one power could give him a chance to evade.
"Great Void Art!" Lin Feng thought. He seemed to sink entirely into the void. But at the same time, besides this power, another aura directly rushed into Qiong Yu's mind, formless and invisible. At this moment, Qiong Yu only thought of killing Lin Feng. This was his strongest thought.
"It's over." Qiong Yu's finger thrust out. Then his figure became clear. A cold smile curled at the corner of his mouth. Something seemed to shatter—that was Lin Feng's body. This strike had killed Lin Feng. Looking at the fallen figure before him, Qiong Yu's expression was icy. The first seat of the Nine Heavens, the one rumored to be the most likely forbidden existence—so what? He still fell by his hand.
"Hmm?" At that moment, Qiong Yu's brow furrowed. Something seemed off.
"Sword intent? How can this be!" Qiong Yu's expression suddenly changed, revealing a look of shock.
"Impossible!"
A voice escaped his lips, but Qiong Yu's body was already retreating. It was too late. Lin Feng's figure appeared from who knows where. A terrifying palm strike directly chopped toward his head, impossible to block.
"No..." The destructive palm enlarged in his pupils. Qiong Yu roared. This was impossible. But the palm still struck down. Qiong Yu felt his divine soul shake, his head seemed about to split. At that moment, he seemed to lose all sensation.
"Boom, boom, boom!" Mountain-toppling force suddenly crazily pounded into his body. Lin Feng did not take his life but attacked him frantically, aiming to make him lose the ability to fight. Soon, Qiong Yu felt his internal organs about to shatter. He kept spitting blood. Finally, unable to hold on, his body slumped weakly to the ground.
"Illusion..." Qiong Yu murmured, as if realizing something.
Lin Feng looked at Qiong Yu's fallen body and let out a turbid breath. That was close. Just now, he had followed Qiong Yu's thoughts, using illusion power to create a dream. Normally, with his illusion ability, it would be hard to trap Qiong Yu. But at that moment, Qiong Yu was too eager to kill him. By following his thoughts, Lin Feng wove a dream the moment he was struck, making reality and illusion almost overlap, indistinguishable.
Glancing at the bloody hole in his chest, Lin Feng felt it was worth it. Clearly, he was also injured, but capturing Qiong Yu could resolve the matter of Zhetian.
"But now..." Lin Feng looked up at the surrounding environment, as if only now remembering that he was inside the Divine Tomb—one of the Seven Great Forbidden Lands!