Chapter 308: The Vicissitudes of Life
Lin Feng's gaze was fixed on the other party, a cold glint flickering in his eyes. Something seemed off.
The spear-wielding man had killed the ghost fiends and incited the crowd to fight the Ghost Fiend King, yet he himself stood here, not fighting, and even blocked Lin Feng's departure.
Scanning the surroundings, Lin Feng's heart trembled slightly. In the space around him, there wasn't just this one spear-wielding expert; there were eight men, all dressed in black, holding long spears. Though no surging aura was released, their calm and composure, a coldness that seemed to emanate from their very bones, told Lin Feng that all eight were masters.
"Let him go." At that moment, an ethereal voice rang out, carrying a tone that brooked no argument. The spear-wielding man immediately showed a respectful expression, stepping aside to clear the path and let Lin Feng leave.
Lin Feng took a deep look at this man, simultaneously trying to pinpoint the speaker. Finally, his gaze landed on the city gate of Tianluo Ancient City. There, a figure draped in a black robe covered his entire body, even his face was concealed, making him extremely mysterious.
At that moment, he was quietly leaning against the city wall, his head slightly lowered as if resting with his eyes closed. The events happening around him seemed to have nothing to do with him.
Yet the spear-wielding man obeyed him so readily. With just a casual word, the man immediately made way. His authority needed no further elaboration.
Taking another deep look at the mysterious figure shrouded in the black robe, Lin Feng realized that today's events were far more complicated than he had imagined.
Perhaps the Ghost Fiend King was just the mantis, stalking the cicada, but behind him, there was a venomous snake watching everyone.
And of course, watching the Nine Heavens Azure Dragon Cauldron.
Lin Feng lifted his foot and walked toward the periphery, but he didn't leave in a hurry. Standing on the yellow sand, he watched the fighting crowd.
At that moment, the Ghost Fiend King's body drifted through the air. Every time he touched someone, that person would immediately die, drained into a dried corpse, causing countless people to lose their will to fight.
"Kill him! This is the Heavenly Fiend Sect's technique of reanimating the dead through a borrowed corpse. This isn't his true body, just his soul. He can't unleash the Ghost Fiend King's full strength. If we attack together, we can definitely kill him!"
The expert from the Star Dream Pavilion realized that things were constantly deviating from his planned course and roared loudly. But as his words fell, he saw a pair of icy, sinister eyes staring at him, bone-chillingly cold, making his heart tremble.
"Go to hell!" The Ghost Fiend King roared. Countless chains surged toward him, making his heart pound violently. He leaped into the air, striking at the chains with a domineering palm force, the giant true essence palm rumbling loudly.
But at that moment, several chains silently appeared behind him and instantly retracted. His face changed drastically as he tried to dodge, but it was too late. The chains, controlled by the Ghost Fiend King's powerful soul, moved with extreme speed and immediately wrapped around his hands.
"If you don't want to die, attack together!"
The man roared, but the crowd was already completely intimidated. The Ghost Fiend King's lips curled into a sinister smile as his body shot forward, heading straight for him.
"Become my nourishment!"
The Ghost Fiend King said darkly, his body attaching itself to the man, beginning to devour his true essence and bloodline.
"Thousand Illusions Self-Destruct!"
The man roared. A destructive force erupted, causing the Ghost Fiend King's eyes to flicker before he frantically retreated.
"Boom!"
An incredibly violent explosion resounded through the air. Many chains were directly shattered, and at the same time, the man's body turned to ashes.
The Ghost Fiend King's body flickered, his aura fluctuating as if he had also been injured in that strike. Thousand Illusions Self-Destruct, you bastard!
"Roar!"
The Ghost Fiend King bellowed and continued devouring the crowd. By now, only a few experts remained. In moments, he had devoured everyone until only a few dozen were left, and his aura grew stronger and stronger.
"Run, run!" That was the only thought in the crowd's mind. Everyone fled in all directions. The Nine Heavens Azure Dragon Cauldron was no longer worth it.
At that moment, several figures fled toward Lin Feng's direction.
But the spear-wielding man who had blocked Lin Feng earlier still stood there, as steady as a mountain, his gaze cold and sharp.
"Move aside!"
One person suddenly shouted. The spear-wielding man's body trembled slightly, and black true essence transformed into a long dragon, directly striking the speaker. In an instant, the Mysterious Martial Realm expert who had been charging forward was dead.
"So strong. The power of that spear strike is no less than Old Chi's strength."
Lin Feng's heart trembled. These eight men were all at least at the Fourth Layer of the Mysterious Martial Realm or above. What a terrifying force.
The two people fleeing toward him felt the power of that spear strike, their faces trembling violently, their bodies stiffening.
Both were women. One was from the Dream Pavilion, the beautiful woman who had tried to seize Lin Feng's Nine Heavens Azure Dragon Cauldron that day. The other, Lin Feng also recognized, was Lan Jiao.
Most of the Dream Pavilion people had come today, thinking they would surely seize the treasure, but now they had all died here.
"Anyone who tries to leave dies!"
The spear-wielding man shouted coldly, stepping forward. The spear pulsed with killing intent, surging with terrifying black true essence.
He thrust his spear.
"Stop!"
A cold light descended from the sky, causing the man's spear to pause momentarily. Then a figure flashed by, pulling Lan Jiao's body aside. The one who had acted was Lin Feng.
The spear-wielding man's expression hardened, a cold light flashing in his eyes.
"You cannot kill her."
Lin Feng said calmly. The spear-wielding man was silent for a moment, then turned to look at the beautiful woman, actually letting Lan Jiao go.
Lin Feng let out a breath. In the past, Lan Jiao had kindly warned him several times, and Lin Feng remembered that. If he could save her, he would do his best.
"Save me." The beautiful woman looked at the spear-wielding man as he turned his gaze toward her. Her body trembled violently, her beautiful eyes filled with hope as she looked at Lin Feng.
Lin Feng coldly glanced at the beautiful woman, his expression indifferent. "Back then, you wanted to kill me. Now, you want me to save you?"
The beautiful woman's heart trembled violently. A wave of regret surfaced in her eyes. One wrong move, and the whole game was lost.
Back then, she had clearly known something of Lin Feng's character—unrestrained and unruly. Why had she still tried to seize the Nine Heavens Azure Dragon Cauldron by force? She should have foreseen the outcome. But she had thought that with her overwhelming strength, it didn't matter whether Lin Feng obeyed or defied her. If he defied her, she would kill him and take the treasure.
But the vicissitudes of life were unpredictable. She hadn't killed Lin Feng, and now, she might have had a slim chance to live, but because of that one moment of poor judgment, the path before her was now a dead end.
It could only be said that this was her fate.
The spear thrust forward, killing intent shaking the heavens. With a trace of regret, the beautiful woman closed her eyes. She no longer wanted to resist. Even if she could hold out for a while, the end would still be death—either killed or devoured by the Ghost Fiend King. There was no way out. Rather than being devoured by the Ghost Fiend King, it was better to die by the spear.
"Aunt Yun." Lan Jiao cried out, tears in her eyes. Her body was held by Lin Feng, and she couldn't move.
"Hehe."
A sinister voice came from behind. Lin Feng pulled Lan Jiao back, retreating. At that moment, the crowd had either died by the spear or been devoured by the Ghost Fiend King.
In the space, aside from Lin Feng and the eight black-clad spear-wielding experts, everyone else was dead. Of course, there was also the mysterious figure leaning against the city wall.
"Little brat, you've got quite the nerve." The Ghost Fiend King's gaze fixed on Lin Feng, his voice sinister, making Lin Feng's eyes flicker.
"Haven't you noticed? They're waiting for you." Lin Feng pointed at the eight black-clad experts and said calmly. He hadn't left because he realized that these eight men and the mysterious figure on the city wall had come specifically to hunt the Ghost Fiend King. They had prepared in advance. Perhaps this was all a setup.
The Ghost Fiend King was no fool. He had also noticed. His sinister gaze fixed on the eight men closing in on him, and he said coldly, "Not bad strength, but the ones I just devoured were no weaker than you. Who gave you the guts?"
"Me!"
A deep voice rang out. At some point, the mysterious figure in the black robe on the city wall slowly walked over. His head was still lowered, but with each casual step, he advanced a hundred meters. In an instant, he was before the Ghost Fiend King.
"This is Snow Moon. Since you evil beings from the Heavenly Fiend Sect have come, there's no need to leave."
A cold voice emerged from the black robe. Then the man lifted his head, and a brilliant light burst forth, dazzling and blinding!