Chapter 481: Eighteen Mysterious Martial Realm Experts
Lin Feng left, descending arrogantly and departing gracefully.
The people of Snow Moon Holy Academy watched Lin Feng's departing figure with complex emotions. Lin Feng had treated Snow Moon Holy Academy as if it were nothing, coming and going as he pleased, and even killing one of their elders.
Moreover, this was the result of Lin Feng deliberately letting the others off. If Lin Feng had wished, none of those experts standing in the void would have survived.
Lin Feng did not kill the Celestial Wolf King because he wanted the Celestial Wolf King to witness with his own eyes the revival of Cloud Sea Sect and the destruction of Snow Moon Holy Academy.
In the darkness of night, a demon beast galloped through the void above Snow Moon Imperial City. The fur of the ferocious beast Qiongqi was entirely crimson, shining exceptionally brightly.
Lin Feng sat on Qiongqi's back, his eyes originally closed. But at this moment, they suddenly opened, a cold gleam flashing within.
Not only Lin Feng, but Qiongqi also let out a low beastly roar, halting its flight and staring ahead.
A line of pitch-black figures slowly came into Lin Feng and Qiongqi's sight. All of these people were flying through the air, their movements incredibly light. They were all Mysterious Martial Realm experts.
The group stopped when they reached Lin Feng, forming a semicircle around him. Strands of dazzling blade light reflected a piercing cold gleam under the moonlight, further accentuating the chill of the moon.
So cold. The space at this moment carried a desolate chill, chilling one's body and soul.
"Eighteen Mysterious Martial Realm experts."
Lin Feng swept his gaze over the group. There were eighteen in total, all wielding cold blades. This lineup truly showed how highly they regarded him, Lin Feng.
"Who are you?" Lin Feng asked. Although he didn't expect an answer, he had to ask anyway. He felt somewhat suspicious about their identities.
Among those he had offended, there were very few who could dispatch such a lineup. Ten Thousand Beasts Sect and the Yu Family might have eighteen Mysterious Martial Realm experts, but if all eighteen were blade-wielding experts, that was impossible. Ten Thousand Beasts Sect and the Yu Family didn't have that kind of foundation, unless several major forces had joined hands.
Then there was Tian Feng Kingdom. A national force naturally had such power, but the problem was, how could Tian Feng Kingdom have sent so many experts into Snow Moon territory to intercept him in the imperial city? Were the people of Snow Moon Kingdom all blind, unable to see this?
Moreover, Feng Chen didn't seem that foolish. His actions today had already been approved by Ruo Lanshan. Even if Feng Chen and his people wanted to kill him, they would have to do it openly, sending geniuses to challenge him one-on-one. Using such underhanded methods, even if they succeeded in killing him, Feng Chen would have a hard time explaining himself to Ruo Lanshan.
Lin Feng couldn't figure out who these eighteen Mysterious Martial Realm experts really were.
"Someone who wants your life."
A cold voice came from one of them. The eighteen raised their blades simultaneously, producing a crisp sound. The blade light flickered in the void, all converging on a single point, stabbing toward Lin Feng's eyes. It was so dazzling that Lin Feng had to close his eyes for a moment.
The moment he closed his eyes, a bone-chilling coldness erupted. Blade light flashed. In the void, ahead, to the left and right, all were cold blades, slashing toward him.
Any single strike was enough to be fatal.
"Wind." Lin Feng's body moved lightly, ethereal and nimble, incredibly fast.
The sharp cold blades streaked through the void, making a faint sound, like a breeze passing through space, barely audible.
Another dazzling blade light shot toward him, causing Lin Feng to avert his eyes slightly. These people weren't targeting Qiongqi, only him.
In his keen perception, Lin Feng sensed coldness all around him, front and back, left and right. He seemed to be completely surrounded.
"Chi..."
A faint sound emerged. Lin Feng's footwork trembled. A sword intent surged in his hand. He slashed out with a single sword strike, covering both the space above and in front of him.
But at that very moment, another icy sensation came from behind, preventing him from focusing all his attention on the front.
Stepping in the void, Lin Feng simply let Qiongqi descend while he himself stepped forward alone. A sweeping sword light slashed out, unstoppable, forcing the people in front to retreat.
However, several immediately took their place. Several blades simultaneously emitted light, thrusting toward Lin Feng. The blade light converged on a single point. A sharp, peerless blade intent erupted, cutting through everything.
"Boom!"
The blade light and sword radiance collided, tearing through space. A terrifying blast of wind surged, and Lin Feng's eyes narrowed.
A formation. These eighteen people, all using blades, were executing a formation. Their coordination was extremely exquisite, leaving no gaps.
"Chi chi!"
From above and behind, blade light came again. The sharp cold stabbed into Lin Feng's body, very cold. They seemed unwilling to give Lin Feng even a moment's respite, attacking continuously.
A terrifying aura of slaughter erupted from Lin Feng's body. His pupils became exceptionally cold, mercilessly cold.
No matter who these people were, if they wanted to kill him, they would die.
"Roar..."
The terrifying Purple Serpent Soul wildly churned in the void, transforming into a purple lake of ocean, enveloping the surrounding space.
Powerful soul force surged from Lin Feng's body, merging into the Purple Soul. Waves of purple tides frantically rolled and churned.
"Oh?"
The black-clothed men's eyes focused. This purple lake wasn't attacking them, nor was it trying to entangle them. It was just frantically trembling and spinning around them, drowning heaven and earth. The entire space became dim and dark, obscuring the cold moon.
"Boom!"
A sound of collision trembled in the void. Using the force of the rebound, Lin Feng's body shot downward with incredible speed. Some tried to pursue, but saw purple light surging toward them, halting their pursuit. They couldn't see where Lin Feng was anymore. If they recklessly charged out, Lin Feng would seize the opportunity and destroy them with a single sword strike.
"Why are we all inside here?"
One person spoke. The black-clothed men exchanged glances. All eighteen were present, not one missing, all surrounded by purple light.
"Let's charge out together," the same person said again.
The violent purple light became extremely turbulent, surging toward them. In an instant, it wrapped around all their bodies, drowning everyone, suddenly making them lose their sense of direction, as if time had stopped for a moment.
When they regained their senses, they were horrified to find that the people around them had disappeared. Now, each of them seemed to be trapped in a prison, a purple prison.
"The Nine Palaces Trapping Dragon Grand Formation."
Everyone's pupils contracted. They naturally recognized this formation. It was a powerful trapping and illusion formation, meant only to trap, not to kill.
Lin Feng stood outside the formation, looking at it with a cold light flickering in his eyes. He took a step, and his body instantly appeared in front of one of them, causing the man's eyes to stiffen.
Now, he was facing Lin Feng alone.
"Tell me, who are you?" Lin Feng asked coldly. The man's eyes flickered, but he didn't speak.
"If you don't speak, you die." Lin Feng took a step, his wind-like body instantly appearing before the man. The Slaughter Sword surged forth. The blade light was dazzling. The man tried to block with his blade, but alone, how could he withstand Lin Feng's Slaughter Sword?
The blade light was drowned out, leaving only slaughter. When the sword of destruction descended before his eyes, he truly felt the fear of death. Then, his body was annihilated by the Slaughter Sword, destroyed.
Lin Feng didn't even glance at him. He took another step and arrived at another purple prison. The black-clothed man inside also stiffened, his face slightly pale.
"Who sent you?"
Lin Feng asked again.
The man stared at Lin Feng, replying coldly, "Lin Feng, I didn't expect you to be able to set up the Nine Palaces Trapping Dragon Grand Formation. You got lucky this time, but next time, you will surely die."
"Even if there is a next time, you won't live to see it."
Lin Feng stepped forward. The Slaughter Sword struck again. Moments later, another man was dead.
Slaughter continued within the prisons. One by one, Mysterious Martial Realm experts were killed, dying under Lin Feng's sword.
When all eighteen were killed, the purple prison in the void disappeared. Lin Feng stood in the void, like a god of death in the night. But there was no trace of pride in his eyes.
His identity had already been exposed. He was the son of Yue Menghe, valued by Duan Wuya, and even Ruo Lanshan had acknowledged him. Yet these people still dared to kill him. Moreover, their coordination was exquisite, clearly indicating a powerful force. Even more terrifying was that, facing death, not one of them revealed who they were.
This kind of enemy was very frightening. The people standing behind them were even more frightening.