# Chapter 300: The Nightmare of the Falling Cloud Sect
Such terrifying auras. The crowd from the Falling Cloud Sect looked at the three figures who had descended beside Lin Feng, their bodies trembling slightly.
They had heard that beside Lin Feng were two other experts—an old man skilled in fire and a woman with a light veil covering her face. But now, it seemed there was an additional person, the red-haired old man, and his aura was the most terrifying of all.
"Old Red, Old Huo, kill them all. Leave no one alive."
The murderous intent radiating from Lin Feng was fierce and chilling. Old Red and Old Huo nodded slightly, their terrifying auras growing stronger. In particular, Old Red's aura had already surpassed the Third Layer of the Mysterious Martial Realm.
"Fourth Layer of the Mysterious Martial Realm!" The elders of the Falling Cloud Sect felt a sense of foreboding, cursing inwardly. Beside Lin Feng, there was actually such a fearsome expert, even stronger than Old Huo and that woman—a powerful existence at the Fourth Layer of the Mysterious Martial Realm.
Once one reached the Mysterious Martial Realm, a difference of even a single layer meant an insurmountable gap in strength.
"Damn it." The faces of those people turned ugly one by one. Kill Lin Feng? At this moment, it seemed that the ones in danger were them.
"Lin Feng, she still has a breath of life left. Give her this Life-Gathering Pill and see if a miracle can happen." Old Huo took a pill and directly stuffed it into Yun Xi's mouth, then channeled the power of true essence, pressing a finger against Yun Xi's brow.
Lin Feng's heart trembled. He carefully sensed her condition and his gaze sharpened. That's right, Yun Xi still had a faint breath of life left—so weak that he, completely consumed by hatred and killing intent just moments ago, had failed to notice it.
"Old Huo." Lin Feng's eyes held a glimmer of hope. A flicker of flame pulsed at Yun Xi's brow. Old Huo withdrew his finger and said to Lin Feng, "She won't die within seven days, but her heart meridian has been nearly shattered. The injuries are extremely severe. In seven days, she will surely die."
Lin Feng's gaze trembled. He asked urgently, "Is there any way?"
"There is." Old Huo pondered for a moment, then frowned. "But it would require an extremely powerful pill to save her."
"A pill." Lin Feng's eyes flickered. He then handed Yun Xi to Meng Qing and said, "Meng Qing, please take care of her."
Meng Qing glanced at Lin Feng, a strange light flashing in her eyes, but she still nodded and took Yun Xi into her arms.
After entrusting Yun Xi to Meng Qing, Lin Feng turned around, his gaze fixed on Wu Gang. A terrifying killing intent, transforming into a sword of slaughter, stabbed straight at Wu Gang, causing him to involuntarily step back, his face pale.
He had actually been forced back a step by a single glance from Lin Feng!
But Lin Feng's gaze was so terrifying, the killing intent too intense.
"If I don't kill you, there is no justice in heaven!" Lin Feng spat out a bone-chilling murderous intent and said, "Old Red, Old Huo, I trouble you. All of these people must die."
"It's been a while since I stretched my muscles. After my breakthrough, I haven't really enjoyed the taste of battle."
Old Red let out a cold laugh, his body trembling as he vanished from his spot in an instant.
"Ah..." A scream rang out immediately. Old Red's palm struck directly onto the body of an elder from the Falling Cloud Sect. In an instant, the elder's chest was burned through, charred black.
This elder was a First Layer Mysterious Martial Realm expert. One strike—dead!
The First Layer and the Fourth Layer of the Mysterious Martial Realm were separated by three major realms. The gap was enormous, the difference in strength like heaven and earth. Instant annihilation.
The crowd from the Falling Cloud Sect turned pale. Every Mysterious Martial Realm expert was a treasure of the sect, yet now they were being effortlessly annihilated.
Moreover, that wasn't all. What they thought about even more was that Old Red had killed a Mysterious Martial Realm expert with a single blow. What about them?
A sense of crisis enveloped everyone. Perhaps today, they had made a mistake.
"Everyone, gather together and fight as one." The leading Third Layer Mysterious Martial Realm expert commanded.
But before his words had even faded, a terrifying flame aura descended. It was Old Huo launching an attack at him.
"Old Red, I'll hold this one off first. As for the rest, kill to your heart's content. Let's see how long it takes you." Old Huo declared loudly. He would deal with the only Third Layer Mysterious Martial Realm expert, while the remaining First and Second Layer experts—Old Red could slaughter them at will. It probably wouldn't take long to wipe them all out.
"Alright."
Old Red nodded in agreement. His body took another step forward, wild and fierce true essence energy flowing through him, causing the hearts of the crowd to tremble violently.
What a ruthless strategy. With Old Huo holding off the Third Layer Mysterious Martial Realm elder, the rest of them had no ability to resist Old Red at all. They could only be slaughtered.
At this moment, Old Red charged toward another First Layer Mysterious Martial Realm expert. That person didn't even have the courage to fight; he fled directly.
But could a First Layer Mysterious Martial Realm expert match the speed of a Fourth Layer one?
In an instant, a terrifying might descended. The man turned back abruptly, only to have a domineering palm strike land on his head. Another Mysterious Martial Realm expert had fallen!
Panic began to spread through the hearts of the Falling Cloud Sect crowd. A Fourth Layer Mysterious Martial Realm expert was far too terrifying. At this moment, they regretted it.
They regretted believing Wu Gang's lies and coming to kill Lin Feng, which had forced Yun Xi to her death. Now, not only could they not kill Lin Feng, but they had also attracted a group of gods of death. Lin Feng was here to collect his debt.
"Wu Gang, you bastard!" The Falling Cloud Sect crowd cursed inwardly. Why did this bastard have to provoke Lin Feng of all people? Now, the Falling Cloud Sect had to bear these terrible consequences—the consequences of destruction.
At this moment, Lin Feng's body was surrounded by a raging purple ocean, and at the same time, a terrifying sword intent shot straight into the clouds. He stepped toward Wu Gang.
Wu Gang's heart trembled more and more violently. How terrifying. Lin Feng at this moment was like a god of death, causing his heart to pound wildly.
Two demon serpents separated from the purple ocean, lunging out in an instant, directly coiling around a figure in front of Wu Gang and dragging him into the air. The man's legs kicked wildly as he struggled frantically, but he couldn't break free in the slightest.
Lin Feng's hand traced an arc in the void. A flash of sword light flickered through the space. The struggling of the man in the air ceased. From his brow downward, a bloodstain was clearly visible.
"Run, run..."
The bodies of the others trembled violently. They had lost all will to fight.
The Mysterious Martial Realm elders were being slaughtered by Old Red, and none of them were a match for Lin Feng. If they didn't flee, they would only die—death with no way out.
"Run?"
The killing intent on Lin Feng's body was still just as intense. A cold, icy arc curled at the corner of his mouth. Hundreds of purple demon serpents shot out simultaneously, coiling around those who were trying to escape and dragging them into the air.
At this moment, in the mid-air, dozens of figures struggled wildly, a truly shocking sight.
"All of you, die."
A bone-chillingly cold sound emerged from Lin Feng's mouth. He raised both hands high. A sword appeared—a sword of true essence, a sword of the war god.
This sword was filled with the intent of destruction, killing intent, and battle intent. Moreover, it was extremely massive.
The roaring ocean lifted Lin Feng's body, slowly raising him into the air. A brilliant sword light streaked across the void. Fresh blood bloomed in the air, turning into a rain of blood.
One sword strike. All those who had been dragged into the air were slain, not a single one left.
Thudding sounds rang out continuously. Wu Gang watched the bodies falling to the ground, his heart trembling violently. With each body that fell, his heart shuddered once more.
Everyone was dead. Only he remained. Lin Feng had deliberately left him alive.
Lifting his head, Wu Gang met the bloodthirsty killing intent in Lin Feng's eyes. He felt a fear rising from the depths of his soul—a despairing terror.
"Don't kill me. I know I was wrong..."
Wu Gang shook his head frantically. At this moment, he finally regretted it. He had provoked a demon star, a devil.
There was no longer any pride on his face, no more of that sinister smile from having schemed against Lin Feng. Only fear remained. Dead, all dead. The Mysterious Martial Realm elders had been killed, and the Spirit Martial Realm people had been slaughtered by Lin Feng.
"You know you were wrong?"
A cold smile appeared on Lin Feng's face. Just knowing he was wrong was enough?
"Didn't you say I ambushed you? Now, I'll give you a chance." Lin Feng said coldly. But how could Wu Gang dare to fight? His body trembled. No longer caring about anything else, he fled directly.
But just as his body reached mid-air, purple demon serpents coiled around him and dragged him back. His body appeared before Lin Feng. Lin Feng lifted his head and could see him bound in the air.
"Leaving?" Lin Feng sneered. Sword qi raged wildly. A scream rang out. Wu Gang's leg was severed directly.