Chapter 396: Teng Wu Yao's Fury
The cat demon had fled, vanishing from sight in an instant.
The celestial demon, nearly a king among beasts in these mountains, had fled in disgrace. And soon, it would become an ordinary cat. Perhaps the cat demon was now urgently searching for a place to hide.
"Roar!" After a moment of stillness, Qiongqi soared into the sky, roaring up at the heavens. Its body expanded wildly, and strands of fierce, baleful aura burst forth from it.
"Roar, roar…"
The rolling roars trembled unceasingly between heaven and earth. Qiongqi was venting, releasing the pent-up frustration in its heart. For decades, it had endured the cat demon's humiliation, and now that bastard was finally gone.
At this moment, however, Lin Feng's pupils remained pitch-black and deep, filled with ruthlessness and indifference. As for the four demon swords, only he understood that he could never truly control them. Now, two of the demon swords howled through the air, wildly writhing, stirring up a raging demonic cloud across the sky. Lin Feng was utterly unable to stop them; in fact, he felt as if the demon swords were driving him.
"Withdraw!"
Lin Feng let out a low shout. The sword that had emerged from his back slowly sank down, disappearing once more as it re-entered his body, sealed away by Lin Feng.
A trace of paleness appeared on Lin Feng's cold, expressionless face.
"Return!" Lin Feng roared again. A torrent of soul force surged forth, wrapping around the two demon swords floating in the void.
But the two demon swords trembled violently, emitting a whistling hum. They refused to return. Not only did they not go back, but they also tried to devour the soul force Lin Feng had sent toward them. At the same time, all kinds of negative wills directly invaded Lin Feng's body, filling his dark pupils not only with icy coldness and indifference but also with a murderous aura and overwhelming resentment.
The demon swords were also infecting him.
"Return to me!" Lin Feng lifted his head and roared once more. Countless strands of soul force coiled around the demon swords, suppressing them. At the same time, using the faint connection of his soul, he guided the demon swords to slowly move toward his body. As they were pulled, the demon swords continued to tremble, as if trying to break free.
Though his dark pupils were mixed with various negative wills, Lin Feng's gaze remained clear, shooting out resolute light. Finally, the two demon swords descended upon Lin Feng, slowly sinking into his body and disappearing, as if they had never appeared.
"You, too, return!" Lin Feng thrust the sword in his hand directly behind him. This sword had the closest connection to his mind and spirit, and Lin Feng had greater control over it. He directly stored it away.
All four demon swords vanished into the void, as if they had never existed. The demonic clouds that had been churning violently across the sky gradually calmed down.
"Pfft…" A wisp of black blood spurted from Lin Feng's mouth, falling from the sky. Lin Feng's body also fell weakly; he had no strength left to hold on.
"Swish!" A flash of light streaked by. Qiongqi caught Lin Feng's falling body, letting him lie on its back. Then it slowly descended, landing on a huge rock beneath the waterfall, and gently set Lin Feng down.
Lin Feng lay there, emerging from the dark state of the Heavenly Radiance Martial Soul. His eyes gradually regained clarity. His forehead and face were covered in sweat, and his mouth hung open as he gasped for air.
Using the demon swords was terrifying. While wielding them, he also had to resist their backlash and the invasion of their negative wills into his heart.
With his current strength, using one demon sword was his limit. Now, his true essence was nearly depleted, even more drained than when he used the Yang Fire True Essence. Moreover, if he used these demon swords frequently, he would gradually be infected by their negative wills, until one day he truly became a tool of slaughter, resenting heaven and earth.
The demon swords contained wills, as if they possessed life. At his current level, he simply couldn't control them.
"I wonder when I'll be able to truly master the demon swords. When that day comes, even a celestial demon, I'll be able to slay it openly and honorably," Lin Feng murmured softly. If he could one day truly control the demon swords, he, Lin Feng, would be king in the Snow Moon Kingdom.
With a thought, many Origin Stones appeared beside Lin Feng. Closing his eyes, Lin Feng's body directly began to devour the heaven and earth energy contained in the Origin Stones, frantically absorbing them.
At this moment, Lin Feng was far too parched. He needed energy to make up for his body's weakness.
Qiongqi stood beside Lin Feng, its massive eyes fixed on the lying Lin Feng, as if lost in thought.
The cat demon had fled, but now he was controlled by Lin Feng. However, Lin Feng had once said that he would treat him as a companion, not a pet.
Moreover, from Lin Feng's battle with the cat demon, Qiongqi could see that Lin Feng was a man of true blood and spirit, and would never treat him the way the cat demon had.
Thinking this, Qiongqi's body crouched slightly, looking up at the sky. The ancient fierce beast Qiongqi—its future fate would be closely tied to the person lying on the huge rock. Lin Feng would decide Qiongqi's destiny.
No one came to disturb Lin Feng and Qiongqi. They were already deep within the Nine Dragons Mountain Range, a place rarely visited by humans. As for demonic beasts, with the overwhelming demonic clouds and the terrifying aura of a demon king released earlier, they would flee as fast as they could, never daring to approach.
The beasts here were mostly intelligent; they wouldn't be foolish enough to come out of curiosity to take a look.
In fact, neither Qiongqi nor Lin Feng expected that a hundred miles away, humans had actually appeared.
The demonic clouds and demonic aura soared into the sky, detectable even a hundred miles away. One could even see the rolling demonic clouds in the distance.
These people were from the Ten Thousand Beasts Sect. They were still searching for Lin Feng and Wu Zhen. Although their hearts were sinking, all understanding that Wu Zhen was likely dead, they still refused to give up.
They had already given up and were preparing to withdraw, but at this moment, they sensed the overwhelming demonic and demonic aura in the distance.
"Sect Leader, that demonic aura should be from the demon swords. It's possible that a powerful expert obtained the demon swords and has come deep into this beast mountain range to wreak havoc."
The Ten Thousand Beasts Sect's deputy sect leader, Teng Wu Shan, came to his elder brother Teng Wu Yao's side and whispered. Teng Wu Yao nodded slightly. The demonic clouds contained a terrifying sword intent; it must be the demon swords. He hadn't expected someone to actually obtain them and use them to deal with powerful demonic beasts.
He never imagined that the demon swords hadn't been fully controlled, let alone that the powerful expert he imagined wielding them was Lin Feng.
No one would think of this. When the seal of the Nine Swords Mountain Range shattered, Lin Feng and a few others were there. They had never considered that Lin Feng might obtain the demon swords, because Lin Feng was still too weak. He couldn't even trigger the demon swords to break the seal, let alone obtain them. No one even thought in that direction.
They all naturally assumed that some sword dao expert had taken the demon swords.
"Not only the demon swords, but also the aura of a celestial demon," Teng Wu Yao murmured softly. A celestial demon—if he could obtain one, how terrifying would that be? Unfortunately, it was impossible. A celestial demon was beyond his reach.
"Sect Leader, should we go take a look, or leave?" Teng Wu Shan asked quietly.
Teng Wu Yao was silent for a moment, a cold glint flashing in his eyes. Then he said coldly, "Let's go back. Whether it's the expert who obtained the demon swords or the celestial demon, either could easily kill us. Perhaps Lin Feng has already died in this beast mountain range."
"Of course, even if he's dead, I'll make his family and friends die with him," Teng Wu Yao added, his voice icy and piercing. He was already certain that his son, Wu Zhen, was dead. Many knew it in their hearts, but no one dared to say it, to break that unspoken understanding.
As for how Wu Zhen died, no one knew. They still couldn't believe Lin Feng could have killed Wu Zhen. This would remain a mystery.
"Let's go back." Teng Wu Yao shouted softly, turned around, and sped away into the distance. Seeing Teng Wu Yao leave, Teng Wu Shan sighed and began to notify everyone from the Ten Thousand Beasts Sect to withdraw from the Nine Dragons Mountain Range.
A group of figures shuttled through the sky above the beast mountain range without any restraint. These people were all experts from the Ten Thousand Beasts Sect, capable of taming beasts. If any demonic beast dared to provoke them, they would simply capture it.
A storm had passed. The Yue Family had obtained a vein of origin energy. The Yu Family had gained nothing but also suffered no losses. The Ten Thousand Beasts Sect had suffered the most—losing face, core disciples, and even the young sect leader, Wu Zhen.
As for Lin Feng, the instigator of this storm, he had gained the most, obtaining many Origin Stones, Nine Sun Grass, the demon swords, and the ancient fierce beast Qiongqi.
The end of this storm might be the beginning of an even greater one—a storm that would shake the Snow Moon Kingdom.
PS: Early update. Shamelessly continuing to ask for flowers. Still owe eighteen chapters. It seems the flowers are about to reach the bonus update count again.