Chapter 2469: Perfect Strike
Lin Feng looked at the warm smile hanging at the corners of the Hall Master's eyes, and a warmth arose in his heart. As the Hall Master of the Fate Temple, he had no need to flatter others, nor any need to put on airs. The moment Hou Qinglin separated, his body had been the fastest to rush forward. This was absolutely a reaction speed born from genuine feeling. Although Lin Feng had not interacted much with the Hall Master, the other man gave him a sense of warmth.
Lin Feng returned to the front of the Fate Temple, and instantly, countless gazes fell upon him. Hou Qinglin, at the cost of risking his life, had bought one opportunity—Lin Feng's chance to fight.
The price seemed somewhat steep. Yet if Hou Qinglin had not been ruthless, this battle, centered on Lin Feng, would have seen the Fate Temple lose before Lin Feng even made a move.
At this moment, everyone's eyes were fixed on Lin Feng. This battle, this opportunity bought by Hou Qinglin's desperate gamble—could he seize it? Heavenly Heart Demon Saint's strength was terrifyingly formidable.
"Let this be the final battle," the Divine Artifact Forger said calmly from the side. As his words fell, it was as if an invisible gale swept through. Heavenly Heart Demon Saint strode forward, descending onto the battle platform. Lin Feng, too, stepped out.
Heavenly Heart Demon Saint glanced at Lin Feng, his expression utterly indifferent, and said quietly, "Two years. Do you think you are capable of fighting?"
Lin Feng looked at Heavenly Heart Demon Saint. This renowned Great Accomplishment Saint King possessed extremely formidable combat power. It was said that his fusion of Great Perfection Origin Source power attacks could reach the combat level of the Supreme Realm, demonstrating just how terrifying his strength was.
Lin Feng did not answer. On the battlefield, all words were futile. Everyone would only see the final outcome of the battle.
"Silence is useless too. Today, the Fate Temple, which claims to seize the destiny of heaven and earth—does it not know that it is about to be destroyed?" Heavenly Heart Demon Saint raised his head, looking toward the Fate Temple. His calm voice seemed to carry an invisible, overbearing will. Clearly, in his eyes, the Fate Temple would be annihilated and destroyed today.
As his words fell, the world suddenly transformed into a terrifying demonic realm. A dreadful demonic intent swept across heaven and earth, and in an instant, the wind and clouds changed color. Heavenly Heart Demon Saint strode forward, stepping toward Lin Feng.
"Kill!" A voice suddenly rang out, and Lin Feng felt as if demon kings were manifesting, wielding demonic spears that thrust directly at his body with overwhelming force.
"This is..." Lin Feng's pupils contracted. He seemed to have fallen into an illusionary realm. Those demon kings felt like real existences, making him sense true terror. Even though he was also skilled in illusory power, the scene still felt so real.
Lin Feng closed his eyes, then opened them again. He saw Heavenly Heart Demon Saint's body walking toward him. At the same time, the demonic figures surrounding him were indeed powerful, as if they were not illusory at all.
Suddenly, Lin Feng felt a sharp pain in his heart, as if he had experienced something terrible. A stabbing pain—heartache. His mind saw many people from his past, many sorrowful events he had experienced. It was as if he was recalling his own growth journey.
"Heart Demon." Lin Feng steadied his mind, forcing his consciousness into a state of emptiness. This Heavenly Heart Demon Saint had launched various attacks in an instant, trying to crush and destroy him in that single moment.
"Die!" Heavenly Heart Demon Saint simultaneously unleashed his attack. This strike seemed to pierce the heart, causing Lin Feng such excruciating pain that sweat continuously seeped from his forehead.
"So strong. Lin Feng has almost no ability to resist." The crowd watching felt a chill in their hearts. At this moment, heaven and earth changed color, demonic intent swept everything away, and Lin Feng was like a fallen leaf drifting, at any moment about to be torn to shreds.
Of course, all of this happened in an instant. The moment Heavenly Heart Demon Saint moved, he launched a killing attack, trying to crush Lin Feng in one blow.
Lin Feng's eyes locked onto Heavenly Heart Demon Saint ahead of him, forgetting the pain in his heart, forgetting the attacks hurtling toward him. In his eyes, there was only Heavenly Heart Demon Saint.
Suddenly, a layer of dreamlike radiance enveloped Lin Feng's body. At the same time, the void around him was also shrouded in a layer of light.
Time. The flow of time around Lin Feng had changed. He accelerated the time flow on his own body—eightfold acceleration. This alteration of time flow was formless, not simply a matter of speed. The accelerated time flow enveloping his body meant that for every eight seconds he experienced, only one second passed in other spaces. In other words, in the span of one external second, he could accomplish eight seconds' worth of actions.
From Lin Feng's body, a soaring sword aura erupted wildly. The formless pulse of the earth rumbled and surged, extremely powerful.
In that instant, Heavenly Heart Demon Saint drew closer and closer. The power Lin Feng endured grew even more terrifying. His heart pounded violently, as if it were about to explode and shatter, causing him extreme discomfort.
"I cannot give him even a single opening." Lin Feng stared ahead. The Spear of Death in Heavenly Heart Demon Saint's hand thrust toward Lin Feng's heart, making it beat wildly.
"Slow!" Lin Feng willed it. Instantly, the flow of time around Heavenly Heart Demon Saint changed, slowed down. His body continued forward, but he himself did not notice anything unusual. However, those outside suddenly found that Heavenly Heart Demon Saint's speed seemed to have abruptly slowed. Because now, for every second he experienced, eight seconds passed in the outside world.
But because Heavenly Heart Demon Saint's original speed was extremely fast, even with an eightfold slowdown, his attack remained sharp and fierce. Blood trickled from the corner of Lin Feng's mouth. At the same time, the illusory demonic figures around him struck down, sealing off all of Lin Feng's escape routes, intent on utterly annihilating him.
"What's happening?" Heavenly Heart Demon Saint seemed to sense something. But at this moment, he saw Lin Feng's body move, charging straight toward him.
"Kill!" Heavenly Heart Demon Saint roared. An unparalleled, overbearing aura slammed into Lin Feng, trying to shatter and explode his entire body. But at that moment, Lin Feng's body suddenly became supple, as if made of water, flowing sideways, formless and invisible. At the same time, the sword in his hand thrust toward Heavenly Heart Demon Saint's head.
"Enter!" Heavenly Heart Demon Saint shouted coldly. Illusions interwove, but Lin Feng simply closed his eyes, as if relying purely on instinct. His sword continued forward.
"Pfft!"
A crisp sound rang out. Heavenly Heart Demon Saint's head was pierced through by a Heavenly Dao Sword. At the same time, his Spear of Death swept across Lin Feng's body, sending him flying heavily through the air, causing him to spit out several mouthfuls of blood.
But at this moment, everyone was stunned. The sword on Heavenly Heart Demon Saint's head had already disappeared, but the massive hole remained. Heavenly Heart Demon Saint slowly turned his head, still able to move, staring fixedly at Lin Feng. He did not understand how Lin Feng had done it. He felt as if he had suddenly become slow, so slow that it felt unreal. If this were an illusion or a slow-motion intent, he could have overcome it.
But at that moment, he had only one awareness—a vague, instinctive awareness. He could not even perceive how he had slowed down. Because it was time—the flow of time. Time was always around a person, but who could sense its existence? Only when Heavenly Heart Demon Saint's time changed did he have a vague awareness, but he could not grasp it, nor could he change it.
"He's not dead yet?" The pulse was still vibrating. Finally, with a bang, Heavenly Heart Demon Saint's head exploded. Only a body remained, slowly falling downward.
"Heavenly Heart Demon Saint has fallen."
The crowd looked at the scene in the void, feeling a sense of unreality. Only one strike, one exchange. In fact, from the moment Lin Feng acted to the end, it was only the blink of an eye. They saw Heavenly Heart Demon Saint's head pierced by a sword. Many people had not even seen clearly what had happened. How had Lin Feng completed such a perfect movement in that instant, dodging the lethal attack while simultaneously killing his opponent? And why had Heavenly Heart Demon Saint been unable to evade even a single blow?
Many people did not understand how Lin Feng had done it. But that seemed less important now. Lin Feng had killed Heavenly Heart Demon Saint, meaning that in this agreed battle, Lin Feng and the Fate Temple side had won.
The silent void seemed even quieter now that the battle had ended. The Six Divine Temple Alliance was stunned. Clearly, they had not expected such an outcome, and it had come so fast—so fast that they had no time to react, so fast that they had forgotten to think about what to do now.
Even within the Fate Temple, no one had anticipated such a scene.
Hou Qinglin's body had already recovered. He looked at Lin Feng, a proud smile appearing on his handsome face, as if he were even happier than if he had won himself. This was the most outstanding disciple of the Heavenly Terrace, one he could protect with his life. Lin Feng had not let him down. He had fought for an opportunity for Lin Feng, and Lin Feng had responded with the most perfect strike.