Chapter 426: Intentional Act
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Lin Feng wasted no time. Within this illusion realm, there were several individuals whose strength he found quite formidable.
The last time he saw Ling Tian at Wuyashan, where Duan Wuya resided, Lin Feng could sense from the man's aura that his strength was undoubtedly great.
Then there was She Qiong. That day in the Imperial City, Lin Feng had fought a battle with She Qiong. At that time, She Qiong's strength was at the Mysterious Martial Realm Fifth Layer, and he possessed a Flood Dragon Martial Soul, making him very fearsome. Later, after receiving guidance and achieving enlightenment, She Qiong's strength had likely grown even stronger.
Neither of these two were good people, and both held grudges against Lin Feng. If Meng Qing were to encounter them, the situation would not be optimistic.
Moreover, none of the others who entered this illusion realm were weak. Although Meng Qing was also very strong, if those people joined forces against her like they did against Jiang Shan and the others, it would be equally bad.
Therefore, Lin Feng was in a hurry to find Meng Qing as quickly as possible.
His figure flickered, and Lin Feng quickly passed through a door, entering another great hall. The hall was very spacious, with not a single person in sight. Only a patch of bloodstains was imprinted on the ground in one area, clearly indicating that someone had been killed here, their body falling out of the illusion realm.
Without any pause, Lin Feng's figure flickered again, and he soon appeared in yet another great hall.
"Still no one."
Lin Feng frowned, feeling a slight unease in his heart. The fewer people there were, the more it meant that many had been obliterated. He hoped Meng Qing hadn't encountered any mishap.
His figure crossed through hall after hall. Even when he encountered people, Lin Feng paid them no heed, and those people likewise did not provoke Lin Feng. After all, Lin Feng's reputation preceded him. Even if they sometimes wanted to test him, they dared not; gambling with their lives was not worth it.
"How can I not find her?"
Lin Feng had already changed halls more than twenty times, but he still couldn't find Meng Qing. His mood was becoming somewhat irritable.
"There are thirty-two of us who entered this illusion realm. The number of halls in the illusion might be exactly thirty-two. I don't believe that if I search the entire illusion, I won't find her." Lin Feng's expression was solemn as his body flickered out once more.
"Are you looking for that woman who was with you?"
At that moment, a voice reached Lin Feng's ears. In this hall, a figure was leaning against the wall, appearing somewhat lazy as he rested against the hall's wall, looking at Lin Feng with a faint smile in his eyes.
Lin Feng stopped in his tracks and looked at the speaker. It was Yun Feiyang.
Yun Feiyang claimed to be from Broken Blade City, so Lin Feng had a fairly deep impression of him.
"Do you know where she is?" Lin Feng asked Yun Feiyang.
Yun Feiyang smiled and shook his head, saying, "No, but I know that perhaps you won't find her."
Lin Feng's brow furrowed, a cold light flashing in his eyes as he said coldly, "What do you mean by that?"
"Of course, this is just my guess. Try it yourself. If, when you come back here again, you still haven't found her, then you can be sure. However, you'd better hurry."
Yun Feiyang was still smiling, his voice carrying a hint of laziness. His words made Lin Feng's brow furrow even tighter, a dense cold light in his eyes.
Without looking at Yun Feiyang again, Lin Feng's body stepped out once more, searching hall after hall. During his search, he encountered several people, including Ling Tian and his junior sister, but he did not make a move. At this moment, Lin Feng only wanted to find Meng Qing.
Lin Feng did not attack, and Ling Tian did not either.
After some time, Lin Feng's face was filled with anxiety.
He returned to the same spot. Just as Yun Feiyang had said, he could not find Meng Qing. At this moment, Yun Feiyang was still leaning lazily against the wall, as if he hadn't moved at all.
Seeing Lin Feng return, he was not surprised. He just smiled casually and said, "It seems my guess was correct. The Nine Palaces Trapping Dragon Grand Formation lives up to its reputation."
"Nine Palaces Trapping Dragon Grand Formation!"
Lin Feng's gaze sharpened as he looked at Yun Feiyang and said, "You know what's going on, don't you?"
Yun Feiyang nodded faintly and said, "I know. Someone doesn't want you to find her, so you can't. As long as you are still within this illusion formation, anything you do is futile."
A sharp light flashed in Lin Feng's eyes. Someone didn't want him to find Meng Qing?
Opening his mouth, Lin Feng wanted to say something, but Yun Feiyang interrupted him.
"Don't say it. I know what you want to say. I'll go now, but don't follow me. Otherwise, I can't guarantee I'll find her."
Leaving these words, Yun Feiyang turned and walked away directly. Lin Feng's eyes fixed on Yun Feiyang's back. He wanted very much to follow, but he didn't. From Yun Feiyang's words and what he had experienced, Lin Feng felt that Yun Feiyang wasn't lying to him.
"Who is it that doesn't want me to find Meng Qing?"
A cold light flashed in Lin Feng's eyes. This illusion realm was set up by that old man. If anyone could control this grand formation, it was undoubtedly that old man.
It was very likely that old man was stopping him.
"Besides Meng Qing, I also haven't seen She Qiong." Lin Feng suddenly realized this point. She Qiong's strength was so great that the possibility of him being killed was too small, but Lin Feng hadn't seen him either. This might mean that She Qiong and Meng Qing had encountered each other, and the thing he didn't want to see might have happened.
Also, that old man had come with the soft sedan chair and was someone from the Imperial City. She Qiong was originally the commander of the Imperial Guard and had dared to barge into Princess Duan Xinye's bedchamber. Clearly, She Qiong had a very powerful background in the Imperial City. All of this seemed to make sense now.
Lin Feng was anxious inside, but the crowd outside the illusion realm saw everything clearly. Their eyes flickered with shock.
The truth was exactly as Yun Feiyang had said. The old man did not want Lin Feng to find Meng Qing. The crowd could clearly see that the nine-grid pattern inside the illusion formation could be moved. Every time Lin Feng was about to find Meng Qing, the nine-grid pattern in the illusion would shift, preventing Lin Feng from stepping into it.
Those inside the illusion felt they were in a great hall, but those outside only saw a narrow space, like magical square grids. Everyone seemed to be just a step away from each other.
"Lin Feng's woman is probably in danger."
The crowd watched the battle between She Qiong and Meng Qing. Meng Qing's strength was strong, but She Qiong was stronger, steadily suppressing Meng Qing.
"You are shameless!"
By the Xiangjiang Lake, in the quiet space, a furious shout suddenly rang out, causing everyone's gaze to freeze and turn toward the one who had shouted.
It was a very young figure, but very bold, because the person he was cursing was the old man who was condensing seals in the void and controlling the formation's operation.
"Since you set up the grand formation, you should let the illusion run on its own. Now you are controlling the formation to keep Brother Lin Feng from meeting Sister Meng Qing. You are so shameless." Duan Feng looked at Meng Qing getting injured, his young face filled with cold anger as he cursed the old man.
The old man lowered his head, glanced coldly at Duan Feng, and a sneer curled at the corner of his mouth.
"I control this formation, so naturally I do as I please. As for not letting Lin Feng find his woman, I am helping him. If he were to encounter She Qiong, he would be dead." The old man said calmly, "Also, when did it become your place, a junior, to interrupt me? Scram!"
As his words fell, a vast surge of true essence power spewed from the old man's mouth, rolling mightily toward Duan Feng. In an instant, it was about to descend upon him.
Duan Feng's expression turned ugly. Instead of retreating, his body advanced, leaping into the air. His hands formed seals, and a sealing power emanated from Duan Feng's body, then blasted toward that wisp of true essence.
"Boom, rumble!"
Space trembled. Duan Feng's sealing power was insufficient to shake the opponent's true essence. That wisp of true essence force landed directly on him, causing Duan Feng to spit out a mouthful of blood. His body fell heavily to the ground, his face pale.
"Old scoundrel." Duan Feng raised his head and cursed again. Behind him, a terrifying Martial Soul power burst forth, and the sealing aura grew stronger and stronger.
"Seal Gate!" The old man's gaze trembled, freezing as he stared at Duan Feng for a moment. Then he glanced at the soft sedan chair. Duan Feng actually possessed the Seal Gate Martial Soul, and the aura suggested there might be several gates.
This was the direct bloodline of the Imperial Family!
"Your surname is Duan?" the old man asked.
"None of your business, scoundrel," Duan Feng cursed angrily.
"Hmph, since your surname is Duan, I'll spare you from death." The old man shouted coldly, then stopped looking at Duan Feng.
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