Chapter 346: Netherworld Fire
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"No, it can't be related to Lin Feng?"
The crowd quickly dismissed the speculation in their hearts. Who was the master behind Longing Forest? And Lin Feng, reportedly from Yangzhou City, couldn't possibly have any connection.
Perhaps the people of Longing Forest acted simply because they couldn't stand Yu Chou's domineering arrogance. After all, people tend to sympathize with the weak. It was perfectly normal for the people of Longing Forest to sympathize with Lin Feng.
Many eyes fell on Yu Chou, looking at his withered aura and disheveled hair. They showed a hint of sympathy and pity. The esteemed Third Master of the Yu family, a powerhouse at the Fourth Layer of Profound Martial Realm, had fallen just like that. Now, Yu Chou was a cripple.
A cripple not only lost the right to be arrogant but might even lose his status in the Yu family. Coupled with his miscalculation that led to Yu Tianxing's death, Yu Chou might even be punished by the Yu family. This time, Yu Chou was completely finished. His life was over like this, with no hope left.
Fate played such tricks. No matter how strong you were, once you angered someone more powerful, even if you were a dragon, you would become a worm.
That was why martial cultivators on the continent constantly pursued higher realms, striving not to have their destinies controlled by others but to control the life and death of others. That was what it truly meant to look down upon heaven and earth.
Yu Chou naturally knew he was finished. Looking at Lin Feng's figure in the void, his heart sank into endless pain. Why? He hadn't even killed Lin Feng yet, but because of this matter, he had angered the people of Longing Forest and had his cultivation crippled.
He hated, hated Lin Feng to the core. He also regretted. If he hadn't come to Longing Forest to kill Lin Feng, none of this would have happened.
He also hated the person who had secretly tipped him off, saying that Yu Tianxing was in danger in Longing Forest. Yu Chou had even doubted the truth of the message. When he arrived and really saw Lin Feng wanting to kill him, he was somewhat grateful to that person. But now, he felt that he, Yu Chou, had fallen into a whirlpool, a conspiracy whirlpool. Once he fell in, there would be no turning back.
Even now, Yu Chou didn't know who had leaked the information to him.
His eyes flickered, scanning the crowd. Finally, his gaze landed on Second Prince Duan Wuya.
Here, it seemed only he and Duan Xinye were relatively familiar with Lin Feng. Why had Lin Feng appeared in Longing Forest?
Yu Chou began to suspect Duan Wuya in his heart.
As if sensing something, Duan Wuya's gaze shifted slightly, landing on Yu Chou sitting on the ground. A hint of disdain flashed in his eyes as he said with a faint smile, "Longing Forest has already issued an eviction order. Third Uncle Yu, aren't you leaving yet?"
Seeing the smile at the corner of Duan Wuya's mouth, Yu Chou's gaze trembled. It was him, it must be him.
His mouth twitched slightly, and intense hatred filled Yu Chou's eyes.
Seeing the hatred in Yu Chou's eyes, Duan Wuya still wore a smile on his face and said, "Third Uncle Yu, when it's time to put aside pride, you should put it aside. What is too rigid easily breaks; what is too proud easily dies."
Hearing Duan Wuya's meaningful words, Yu Chou became even more certain it was Duan Wuya. It was him who had leaked the information to him.
All of this seemed to have been calculated by Duan Wuya. Duan Wuya's words undoubtedly meant that Yu Chou had been too arrogant before, several times not giving Duan Wuya face, and thus had ended up like this.
But how did Duan Wuya predict that the people of Longing Forest would act? The people of Longing Forest couldn't possibly obey Duan Wuya's orders.
"You are so insidious," Yu Chou said coldly, causing Duan Wuya's gaze to freeze. He said lightly, "Third Uncle Yu, I have always been respectful to you, addressing you as Third Uncle. Why do you insult me like this?"
"Shameless. Duan Wuya, the dignified Second Prince, I never expected you to be such a despicable villain, utterly shameless." Yu Chou cursed viciously, staring fixedly at Duan Wuya. But at that moment, a piercing whistle rang out, freezing the space. Yu Chou's gaze suddenly stiffened, pain in his eyes. At his throat, a sharp spear was embedded there, a life-taking spear.
Seeing this scene, the crowd's hearts trembled again. Dead, Yu Chou was dead like that, killed in public.
"Insulting His Highness deserves death!" The black-clad figure who had appeared said coldly, then knelt on one knee before Duan Wuya and said respectfully, "Yu Chou insulted His Highness. I took the liberty of killing him. Please punish me, Your Highness."
"How dare you!" Duan Wuya shouted angrily, seeming very furious. He said coldly, "Third Uncle was just momentarily impulsive. How could you kill Third Uncle? How am I supposed to explain this?"
"This matter was my own initiative. I am willing to bear all responsibility. I will send Yu Chou's body back to the Yu family and let them handle it as they see fit."
The man's voice was calm, without any fluctuation, as if he were talking about something very ordinary.
Duan Wuya hesitated for a moment, then sighed and said, "It can only be this way. You will send Third Uncle back to the Yu family now. Whatever the Yu family does to you, you must not resist."
"Yes, Your Highness." The man nodded, then directly carried Yu Chou's body away on his spear, causing the crowd's hearts to tremble violently.
Was he really going to atone for his crime? Or was he going to tell the Yu family that this was the consequence of offending the Second Prince?
The crowd's eyes turned to Duan Wuya, a chill rising in their hearts. This affable Second Prince was gradually showing his domineering side to the crowd. Perhaps this scene was also performed for them to see.
Choose your side well, or your end would be the same as Yu Chou's: death!
Duan Wuya's gaze shifted, as if nothing had happened. He looked at Lin Feng in the void, a strange light flashing in his eyes. At this moment, Lin Feng was still standing calmly in the void, his aura fluctuating extremely steadily, with no signs of injury. Moreover, even an uninjured person would find it hard to keep their aura so stable.
Lin Feng seemed to have entered a special state. He was actually cultivating!
The crowd also turned their gazes to Lin Feng in the void, showing strange expressions. Lin Feng seemed to have cut off all connection with the outside world, unaware of anything. He didn't even know that Yu Chou had almost killed him just now, nor did he know that the four women had appeared in time to save him and cripple Yu Chou.
Lin Feng was completely immersed in his own world.
A dark world, a world belonging solely to Lin Feng. The Heavenly Book swayed in the void, supported by a multicolored light.
At this moment, Lin Feng's mind was entirely focused on the Heavenly Book. The third page of the Heavenly Book also moved, opening a crack, trembling continuously.
"Open." Lin Feng shouted in his heart, pouring all his mental power into the Heavenly Book. Immediately, the third page finally moved.
This time, there was no dazzling light, no blinding sword radiance. Only a trace of a chilling aura, an aura belonging solely to destruction.
When the third page fully opened, something was suspended above it. It was a mass of black flame, a blackness that made one's soul tremble. This blackness seemed to belong to the demon gods of hell.
Above the second page of the Heavenly Book was suspended a sword, a sword full of killing intent and battle intent, a black sword, with battle intent as the dominant force.
Above this page was suspended a mass of flame. The flame was not violent, even silent, without any aura emanating. But it was this deathly stillness that felt terrifying. This quiet flame seemed to come from the Netherworld Hell, silent yet shocking.
"Netherworld Fire!"
A voice appeared in Lin Feng's heart. When that sword appeared, the voice in Lin Feng's heart was War God Sword. But the moment this flame appeared, Lin Feng's first feeling was Netherworld Fire.
Flames from hell, from the Netherworld.
"The Heavenly Radiance Martial Soul seems to need external force to flip pages each time. And each page contains unique things, granting me extraordinary abilities." Lin Feng thought to himself. When the Heavenly Radiance Martial Soul awakened, it gave him the Heavenly Radiance Eye and terrifying comprehension. When the second page of the Heavenly Book was flipped open, it was a sword, allowing him to continuously comprehend. Each comprehension deepened his understanding of the sword.
And this time, the third page of the Heavenly Book was flipped open, and Netherworld Fire appeared. He wondered how powerful this flame would be.
At this moment, the crowd was still staring at Lin Feng. Finally, they saw him move. Then, Lin Feng's eyes opened, and a trace of black flame flickered in his pupils, causing the crowd to feel an instant chill throughout their bodies, as if they had sensed an aura from the Netherworld. So cold. Their hearts also trembled violently.