Chapter 383: Heaven Devour
"Not fit for refined taste? Quite the bold claim." Wu Zhen snorted coldly, a trace of anger on his face. Lin Feng's words had indeed struck a weak point of the Wu Yao martial soul.
The Wu Yao soul's primary means of attack was the soul itself—soul capturing. It could control demonic beasts. Although beasts and humans of the same cultivation level were evenly matched in strength, beasts generally had weaker soul fortitude than humans and were more susceptible to charm and allure. Thus, the Wu Yao soul could control demonic beasts and capture their souls, but it could only affect a human's soul, not control them entirely.
Of course, even the single ability to control demonic beasts was already astonishing.
"I'd like to see what martial soul you want to show me." Wu Zhen stared at Lin Feng. With a thought, the Wu Yao soul returned behind him, while the two controlled demonic beasts soared into the air—one was a Winged Tiger, the other a Griffin.
Both beasts glared at Lin Feng with bloodshot eyes, ferocious and terrifying.
"Demonic beasts? Do you think I'll be afraid just because you aren't?"
Lin Feng said indifferently. Boundless purple light surged forth, transforming into countless demonic serpents that shot out, instantly entangling the Winged Tiger and Griffin.
The Winged Tiger and Griffin trembled violently, constantly shattering the purple serpents. Both beasts were extremely savage.
"Is this the martial soul you wanted me to see? If so, I've already seen it long ago." Wu Zhen said coldly.
Lin Feng's pupils remained pitch-black and icy.
"You said that seeing the Wu Yao soul would let me die without regret. Then let me show you my martial soul—the first time I release both simultaneously."
As his words fell, a dragon's roar shook heaven and earth. Behind Lin Feng, six dragon heads emerged, followed by six azure dragon bodies soaring upward, rushing into the sky and roaring behind Lin Feng.
Another martial soul. For the first time, Lin Feng was releasing two martial souls simultaneously in front of others.
Moreover, Lin Feng had never used the Heaven Devour martial soul in battle before. This was his first time.
"Dual-born martial souls."
The moment he heard the dragon's roar, Wu Zhen's heart trembled slightly. Lin Feng had been hiding his strength all along—he actually possessed dual martial souls.
But when the six azure dragons roared to the heavens, Wu Zhen's heart could no longer be described as merely trembling. His eyes locked onto the six dragons, his expression drastically changing, and his heart trembled wildly.
"How is this possible... how can this be..."
Wu Zhen's eyes were filled with utter disbelief. This shouldn't be Lin Feng's martial soul. This was... the Heaven Devour martial soul, the one possessed only by those with the bloodline of the Yue Clan.
Lin Feng—his surname was Lin. How could he possess the Yue Clan's martial soul?
Lin Feng noticed Wu Zhen's drastically changed expression and found it strange. Although he had dual-born martial souls, Wu Zhen was naturally proud and powerful. Even seeing dual martial souls shouldn't have caused such a reaction.
"You're surnamed Ye, not Yue?" Wu Zhen stared at Lin Feng and asked.
"Yue?" Lin Feng frowned. The Yue Clan? He didn't understand what Wu Zhen meant.
"It seems you don't know." Seeing Lin Feng's expression, Wu Zhen spoke again, his gaze flickering uncertainly. He suddenly remembered that earlier, Yue Qingshan had helped Lin Feng several times, even using words to stop the powerful elders of the Ten Thousand Beasts Sect and the Yu Clan from killing Lin Feng.
Also, why had the Yu Clan been willing to hold back and not kill Lin Feng themselves, instead letting the Ten Thousand Beasts Sect do it?
At this moment, Wu Zhen was caught in a web of questions. What was going on? He had also heard that Yu Clan's Third Master, Yu Chou, had been crippled by her people in the Longing Forest and then killed by Second Prince Duan Wuya's men.
Why had her people crippled Yu Chou just when he was about to kill Lin Feng?
Why did Second Prince Duan Wuya risk offending the Yu Clan to kill Yu Chou for Lin Feng's sake?
As flashes of insight sparked in his mind, Wu Zhen felt the truth drawing closer, and his heart grew more alarmed.
Eighteen years old. Lin Feng was about eighteen.
The timing matched.
Wu Zhen felt as if he had been sold out—sold out by the Yu Clan, who had let the Ten Thousand Beasts Sect kill Lin Feng.
If his speculation was correct, Lin Feng might be her son. Not to mention whether he could kill Lin Feng, even if he could, would she let him go?
Eighteen years had passed. No one knew what level the four most dazzling geniuses of the past had reached. Wu Zhen had only vaguely heard that the imperial family's member had reached the pinnacle, unrivaled in all of Snow Moon, and her talent had always been recognized as second only to that one. Now, eighteen years later, how terrifying was she? No one knew.
The path of cultivation was different from many things. It wasn't about being older or living longer to have greater strength.
If talent was insufficient, one would hit a bottleneck at a certain realm and be unable to advance, taking ten years or even decades to make a small step. But those with great talent could cross several realms in a single year.
Therefore, all forces valued those outstanding younger disciples highly. Although they were currently far weaker than the elders of their families or sects, as time passed, the gap would shrink until it disappeared entirely. When the younger generation completely surpassed their elders, that would mark the beginning of a new era for the sect.
The stronger the talent of the younger generation, the faster the gap closed. For example, if a sect had a genius like one of the Eight Young Masters, three years ago the sect's elders might have been far stronger than him. Three years later, that genius might have nearly caught up to those elders whose strength had stagnated.
Thus, none of the leaders of these sect forces dared to underestimate those four geniuses who had disappeared for eighteen years. The less they appeared, the more mysterious and fearsome they became.
When Lin Feng's azure dragon martial soul appeared, the two demonic beasts—the Winged Tiger and the Griffin—actually showed fear in their eyes. The dragon's roar made them feel a desire to submit.
"What martial soul is this?"
Wu Zhen stared at the six azure dragons and asked Lin Feng.
"Heaven Devour."
Lin Feng said coldly, making Wu Zhen's heart sink. The last shred of hope was extinguished.
Heaven Devour. Nine Dragons Heaven Devour.
Sure enough, Lin Feng carried the bloodline of the Yue Clan. This martial soul was a bloodline martial soul.
"How about we call off today's battle and shake hands in peace?"
Wu Zhen was silent for a moment, then suddenly spoke. He didn't want to fight Lin Feng anymore. Regardless of who was stronger, he believed his father would understand.
For the sake of a few sect disciples and the sect's face, killing Lin Feng wasn't worth it.
If he killed Lin Feng, the Ten Thousand Beasts Sect would have to bear her wrath.
In that case, the Ten Thousand Beasts Sect would have fallen into the Yu Clan's trap. The Yu Clan had ulterior motives—they wanted to kill Lin Feng but wouldn't do it themselves, using the Ten Thousand Beasts Sect's hands instead. Despicable.
"No battle? Shake hands in peace?"
Lin Feng was stunned, not understanding why Wu Zhen would suddenly do this. But now that he had released his dual martial souls and his battle intent was burning, could he still not fight?
Wu Zhen would fight whether he wanted to or not.
"Lin Feng, I have the cultivation of the Mysterious Martial Realm, Third Layer, along with the Wu Yao soul and the cultivation of the Lesser Yin Technique. Although you have dual martial souls, if you fight me, you will still lose. My refusal to fight is giving you a chance." Seeing Lin Feng's silence, Wu Zhen continued, seemingly mixing kindness with authority.
"Then I thank you for giving me this chance."
Lin Feng's pupils remained cold and emotionless. "But I don't need it."
As his words fell, the six azure dragons split into two groups, charging madly forward toward the two Mysterious Beasts—the Winged Tiger and the Griffin.
"Roar! Roar!" The Winged Tiger and Griffin struggled wildly, breaking free from the purple serpents' entanglement. But as soon as they broke free, more purple tentacles would bind them again, delaying them for a moment. That moment was enough for the Heaven Devour martial soul to descend.
Three azure dragons pounced on one beast, directly devouring its flesh and blood. Two miserable screams rang out. The two powerful Mysterious Beasts, the Winged Tiger and the Griffin, vanished without a trace, directly swallowed by the azure dragons.
"Heaven Devour can indeed devour demonic beasts. Any beast can be devoured."
Lin Feng thought to himself, his eyes flashing with sharpness. The Heaven Devour azure dragons returned to his side, and a surge of surging true essence power transmitted into his body. Lin Feng could clearly feel his own true essence force growing terrifyingly.
This was the Heaven Devour martial soul—devour beasts, replenish true essence.
"Heaven Devour." Wu Zhen's pupils contracted. Although he was the son of the Ten Thousand Beasts Sect's leader, this was his first time witnessing the ferocity of the Heaven Devour martial soul. His Wu Yao soul could control demonic beasts, but the Heaven Devour martial soul directly devoured them. What use was his control now?
PS: Making up for the previous chapter. Still owe eighteen chapters. The gap in flowers from those behind is very small. Need the brothers' support.
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