Chapter 489: Snow Dragon Robe
The battle began, space churning wildly, terrifying aura spreading instantly, forming five battle circles in the void.
These five were arrogant, but they indeed had the qualifications to be arrogant. All five were powerful existences at the Fifth Layer of the Mysterious Martial Realm. The one who had spoken earlier was especially formidable, his cultivation at the peak of the Fifth Layer of the Mysterious Martial Realm, only one step away from crossing into the Sixth Layer. Truly fearsome.
The four who had formed the formation were suppressing him, while the four women who had responded also pressed forward. Combining the strength of eight people, merging two sets of formations, they finally managed to completely suppress the opponent.
Watching the battle unfold, Duan Tianlang's gaze stiffened, and the crowd's eyes also froze in place.
What terrifying young women. These girls, by joining forces and forming a formation with such exquisite coordination, could unleash such power, completely suppressing five Fifth Layer Mysterious Martial Realm experts.
The name Yue Menghe of Longing Forest was well-deserved. These eighteen years, she had not wasted them in vain. Just by training these young women, she could already dominate a region.
And now, this force had been placed in Lin Feng's hands, making the already extraordinarily talented Lin Feng even more formidable, like a tiger gaining wings.
"I wonder where these young women came from. Setting aside the formations, even their innate talents are terrifying."
Many people thought to themselves. These young women were all very young, probably at most around twenty years old.
The crowd did not know that while these girls' talents were not weak, the important thing was that they had always maintained a pure heart, rarely exposed to the darkness of the outside world, focusing solely on cultivation and obeying their master's words.
Among martial cultivators, two types of people undoubtedly cultivated the fastest. One type was those pure as newborns, knowing nothing beyond cultivation. They devoted all their thoughts to cultivation, to thinking and comprehending, wholeheartedly, not dwelling on other matters.
The other type was the obsessive ones, those who were harsh on themselves, even to the point of near self-torture. They craved martial arts desperately, sparing no effort, exhausting all their mental energy on cultivation. They trained purely for the sake of martial arts, constantly seeking challenges, or engaging in endless slaughter, even if the opponent had no enmity with them. Such obsessive maniacs also had terrifying cultivation talents.
These two extreme types cultivated the fastest. These young women were similar to the first extreme, with hearts like newborns. While they could not maintain absolute purity, at least they were tainted by fewer impurities than many others.
Lin Feng, on the other hand, was similar to the latter type. He was almost harsh on himself, nearly obsessive about martial arts, though he had not yet reached the level of extreme obsession.
Rumbling sounds continuously rang out, the space growing increasingly chaotic. Duan Tianlang watched the battle in the void, his gaze stiff, the unease in his heart growing stronger.
Five people. Five Fifth Layer Mysterious Martial Realm experts, and they were all being suppressed. If Lin Feng wanted to kill him now, he could have already made his move. How could he not be afraid?
Lin Feng casually glanced at Duan Tianlang, immediately causing Duan Tianlang's expression to stiffen, as if a chill was spreading in his heart. This chill was so cold, piercing into his very core.
"Waste."
Lin Feng spat out a faint voice, making Duan Tianlang's gaze freeze. At this moment, how contemptuous Lin Feng's gaze was.
Earlier, relying on those five experts, he had been arrogant, looking down on Lin Feng, spouting one arrogant claim after another. But now, with those five experts suppressed, he immediately knew fear again. In Lin Feng's eyes, he, Duan Tianlang, was a waste. Lin Feng had gone from looking up to him with hatred in the past, to now looking down on him with contempt.
Before, Duan Tianlang was a big shot in Lin Feng's eyes, lofty and high. Now, Duan Tianlang was an ant in Lin Feng's eyes, a waste. This drop in status (luò chà) made Duan Tianlang feel, besides fear, an indescribable emotion. Perhaps he, the dignified Celestial Wolf King, could only sigh at the unpredictability of the world.
Lin Feng only glanced at Duan Tianlang before looking back at the battle circles. These five all had weapon-type martial souls, using sharp weapons as their arms, comprehending intent, entering the realm of momentum and subtlety.
Placed outside, they were all very strong, none of them weaklings. Lin Feng was now increasingly curious about who stood behind them.
"I don't believe that, facing death, you can all maintain that calmness."
Lin Feng's heart was cold. A killing intent bloomed from his body. This killing intent was terrifying, causing many people below to stiffen.
His gaze fell on one of the Fifth Layer Mysterious Martial Realm cultivators. A sharp, incomparable cold light flashed in Lin Feng's eyes. This cold light was tinged with darkness, carrying the aura of destruction and slaughter, infused with Sword Dao Will.
"Kill!"
He spat out a single word, icy cold. Lin Feng's body trembled like the wind, darting toward that Fifth Layer Mysterious Martial Realm cultivator.
The four people surrounding that expert immediately sensed Lin Feng's arrival. Their bodies trembled, and they simultaneously unleashed ferocious attacks, pressing the opponent into a fixed position in the void, unable to move. Then, their bodies drifted, positioning themselves at four corners, leaving the space for Lin Feng. Their coordination was exquisite, drawing admiration.
The Fifth Layer Mysterious Martial Realm expert's gaze stiffened. Ferocious power clashed against those attacks, rumbling sounds continuously ringing out. At the same time, a terrifying killing aura made his brows twitch, his whole body tensing.
Then, a phantom flickered. Just as he had destroyed those attacks, a pair of pitch-black, icy pupils appeared before him, inches away. A moment ago, he had only felt a wisp of wind brushing past, and now it was like this.
At his throat, a terrifying Sword Dao Will of slaughter was pulsating, as if with just a slight push, this killing intent could enter his throat and pierce it through.
"Gulp!"
Swallowing a mouthful of saliva, the man felt his throat stiff and dry, a trace of fear in his eyes.
At this moment, if Lin Feng wished, he could take his life instantly. All his cultivation would turn to dust. If his life was gone, what use was cultivation?
"Tell me, who do you belong to?"
Lin Feng asked coldly, causing the man's eyes to flicker uncertainly, as if he was thinking.
"If I tell you, will you let me go?"
The man asked, his desire to live overcoming his inner obsession. What harm was there in telling Lin Feng? Lin Feng would surely die.
"I have no interest in your life." Lin Feng spoke indifferently, a glimmer of hope appearing in the man's eyes. His cultivation had already reached the Fifth Layer of the Mysterious Martial Realm. In the entire Snow Moon Kingdom, there were only a few dozen people stronger than him, not even a hundred. If he died like this, it would not be worth it.
"Then I want you to promise me personally. If I tell you my identity, you will let me go." The man still did not fully trust Lin Feng and spoke again.
"As long as it's true and gives me a reason to believe, I won't kill you." Lin Feng promised.
"Good." The man nodded, opening his mouth. But before his words could finish, a voice drifted over from afar.
"No need to ask him. Let me tell you who they are."
A voice drifted from the distance. Everyone's gaze turned toward that direction.
They saw a person wearing a Snow Dragon Robe striding through the void. That Snow Dragon Robe was majestic, clearly indicating a noble status.
What caught Lin Feng's attention even more was this person's face, which gave him a sense of familiarity.
"She Qiong!"
A figure flashed through Lin Feng's mind. Yes, this person resembled She Qiong.
The man Lin Feng had been threatening trembled slightly upon seeing this person appear, as if in great fear. The other four who had been suppressed, however, were overjoyed. The commander had arrived.
Their commander was not an ordinary commander of the Snow Moon Kingdom. Those ordinary commanders would have to be respectful and bow before their commander, and they wouldn't even have the chance to submit, because those commanders were unworthy.
"Now, do you know who I am and why I want to kill you?" This person stared at Lin Feng and said.
"She Qiong?" Lin Feng asked.
"Yes, She Qiong. He was my son, but you killed him." This person said coldly, his calm voice carrying a hint of killing intent.
"She Qiong deserved to die." Lin Feng said coldly. She Qiong had wanted to kill him and had even dared to harass Meng Qing. If Lin Feng had another chance, he would kill him again.
"He deserved to die, so you deserve to die ten thousand times."
A sharp edge burst from this person's eyes, sharp and terrifying!
PS: Making up for yesterday's chapter, asking for flowers!