Chapter 512: Boiling Blood
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Power, this was true physical power, not martial techniques or supernatural abilities.
Lin Feng, using power to pierce through lightning and thunder, killed the Second Envoy. But what lay behind this power? What kind of power could even ignore the flashing, powerful lightning?
On Lin Feng's body, there seemed to be a layer of mysterious radiance, enveloping his entire being.
Feng Chen's eyes stared intently at Lin Feng, his gaze like a blade—cold, piercing to the bone. The facts told him that Lin Feng could kill a Mysterious Martial Realm Sixth Layer powerhouse. As powerful as the Second Envoy was, he was still killed by Lin Feng. This meant that Lin Feng's contempt for the Seven Envoys of Heavenly Wind at the banquet that day was indeed justified. Lin Feng had used his strength to declare that of the six Heavenly Wind Envoys who had come to Snow Moon this time, none was his match.
One battle, one killed, including the Second Envoy. Now, only he remained, perhaps able to defeat Lin Feng.
At this moment, Lin Feng's eyes slowly turned and finally landed on Feng Chen. This caused Feng Chen's sharp gaze to sharpen once more, brilliant light bursting forth like a sharp blade stabbing toward Lin Feng.
"It's your turn."
A low voice emerged from Lin Feng's mouth, so calm, yet it carried an invisible pressure. Especially for Feng Chen, Lin Feng's single sentence made him feel as if his entire body had become slightly heavier.
After killing the Second Envoy, Lin Feng finally looked at him. Even he, Feng Chen, would be moved, and dared to be moved.
He was the prince of the Heavenly Wind Kingdom, but this place was Snow Moon.
"Huff..." Feng Chen's eyes closed slightly, then opened, brilliant light flashing. A stream of air was exhaled from his mouth, as if in a sigh, but behind that sigh was an extremely dense aura of slaughter.
At this moment, the crowd could clearly feel the killing intent emanating from Feng Chen. Feng Chen wanted to kill Lin Feng, wanted Lin Feng's life. This was clear to everyone. It wasn't just that he wanted to kill Lin Feng; Lin Feng also wanted to kill him. Between the two, it seemed one had to die.
"This Lin Feng is powerful enough and has great courage. Now, he has forced Feng Chen into a corner with no way out."
The crowd thought to themselves. They understood that Feng Chen wanted Lin Feng dead, and they could anticipate him sending people to ambush and kill Lin Feng. However, what they hadn't expected was that Lin Feng, alone with his sword, would directly step into the Imperial City, and in front of the people of Snow Moon Kingdom, Heavenly Wind Kingdom, and Dragon Mountain Empire, would confront Feng Chen, demanding to destroy the people of Heavenly Wind Kingdom. Such courage, they admitted, they lacked.
Moreover, Lin Feng had even convinced the Dragon Mountain Empire envoy, Ruo Lanshan, to allow Lin Feng to confront and act.
Of course, what shocked them even more was undoubtedly Lin Feng's formidable strength. Although they had seen Lin Feng obliterate the later members of the Seven Envoys of Heavenly Wind, one challenge at a time, the crowd believed that Lin Feng should not be able to defeat the Second Envoy. But the facts were not as they had thought. Even facing the Second Envoy, Lin Feng killed him without hesitation. Now, he was challenging Feng Chen.
"Your strength truly surprises me, beyond my imagination." A voice emerged from Feng Chen's mouth, and the space was filled with a slight, oppressive, and chilling killing aura.
"However, the strength you possess is not enough to allow you to be this arrogant. The Heavenly Wind Kingdom—how can you so easily humiliate it? Since Senior Ruo and the Snow Moon Kingdom do not oppose us settling our grievances here, then now, let me show you my true strength."
Feng Chen's voice was solemn. He raised his head, his hands slowly lifting. In his palms, two streams of deep, dark true essence power rolled wildly, extremely terrifying.
"Do you know where the name 'Heavenly Wind Kingdom' comes from?"
Feng Chen asked, causing Lin Feng's gaze to freeze slightly. The crowd was also momentarily stunned. Every kingdom's name had its special meaning, and the Heavenly Wind Kingdom was likely the same. But the specific origin, others did not know. In fact, even the people of the Heavenly Wind Kingdom did not know, except for the royal family.
Feng Chen did not expect Lin Feng to answer either, but continued on his own: "Several thousand years ago, the Heavenly Wind Kingdom was a collection of tribal cities and vast wilderness, with demon beasts running rampant, a very barbaric place. Humans were bullied and ruled by demon beasts. Those demon beasts were extremely powerful and terrifying. Ruling over a territory spanning hundreds of thousands of miles was a fearsome demon beast, the Heavenly Wind Demon Venerable, a demon venerable who had taken human form."
The crowd's gaze tightened slightly, somewhat surprised. The Heavenly Wind Kingdom was actually ruled by demon beasts several thousand years ago.
"This Heavenly Wind Demon Venerable was extremely terrifying, proficient in wind, fire, and lightning—all of them. In the tribal cities of the former Heavenly Wind Kingdom, anyone who opposed him would be slaughtered and killed by endless demon beasts. The Heavenly Wind Demon Venerable's brutality made everyone fear for their lives. Everyone was afraid and terrified of the Heavenly Wind Demon Venerable."
Feng Chen spoke on his own.
"At that time, in a small town, there was a young boy. When he was ten years old, he wore a fur robe and carried a hunting bow and arrows, walking out of the town. This young boy, his parents and relatives, all died tragically under the ravages of demon beasts. And he named himself, Heavenly Wind!"
"At twelve, he used his bow and arrows to hunt demon beasts alone in the jungle wilderness, constantly growing, staining himself with blood and slaughter. At fifteen, carrying his bow and arrows, he stepped into a tribe, shot and killed the tribal chief, ruled the tribe, and renamed it the Heavenly Wind Tribe. At eighteen, he led the tribe in battles of conquest, annexing tribes and even cities. The Heavenly Wind Tribe developed into Heavenly Wind City. Heavenly Wind led his people to constantly hunt demon beasts. At twenty-five, Heavenly Wind slaughtered countless demon beasts, finally angering the Heavenly Wind Demon Venerable. A large number of demon beasts attacked. That day, rivers of blood flowed, countless humans died, and countless demon beasts were slaughtered. Both sides suffered heavy losses. After that, Heavenly Wind disappeared, but the name 'Heavenly Wind' had already shaken the eight directions."
"Many people thought Heavenly Wind was dead, killed in the tide of demon beasts. Humans returned to calm, enslaved and ruled by demon beasts, without resistance. Therefore, no one could forget Heavenly Wind, the young man who dared to lead the people of Heavenly Wind to resist the Heavenly Wind Demon Venerable. Although Heavenly Wind disappeared, his people had become a kind of faith."
"Until eighteen years later, still wearing the same worn-out fur robe he had worn when he left the small town, but without his bow and arrows, Heavenly Wind once again appeared in people's sight. That year, he was forty-three years old. That year, wherever he went, he killed. Countless demon beasts were devoured alive by him, blood flowing everywhere. That year, he raised his arm, and the suppressed beast blood of humanity finally boiled. The world submitted to him. They began a sweeping counterattack. A great war between humans and demon beasts unfolded. And Heavenly Wind himself led a terrifying force, invincible wherever they went."
Feng Chen spoke, becoming more and more immersed in it, unable to extricate himself. A pride shone in his eyes, as if the glory of the former Heavenly Wind was now bathed upon him.
"Finally, no demon beast could stop Heavenly Wind. When demon beasts encountered him, they were sure to die. Finally, at the end, the Heavenly Wind Demon Venerable himself walked out, intercepting Heavenly Wind. A grand battle unfolded. That battle, from noon until sunset, left Heavenly Wind completely exhausted, his true essence depleted. However, the Heavenly Wind Demon Venerable was torn apart alive by Heavenly Wind, devoured. He even sucked the blood of the Heavenly Wind Demon Venerable, merging it into his own bloodline. History recorded that thrilling scene. Heavenly Wind was supported by everyone. The cities and tribes were unified. Heavenly Wind became the monarch, and the kingdom was named Heavenly Wind."
The crowd felt a slight ripple in their hearts upon hearing Feng Chen's words. Every kingdom has its buried history. Those who opened up territories and became monarchs—which one was not extraordinary and peerless? The former Heavenly Wind monarch, at forty-three, achieved the Venerable position and devoured the Heavenly Wind Demon Venerable alive. Too terrifying. The pain and hardship he experienced were certainly unimaginable to the crowd.
Lin Feng did not interrupt Feng Chen either, but quietly listened to his narration. If he wanted to pursue the path of martial arts, he would inevitably have to seek the footprints of his predecessors. Martial arts had no national boundaries. The deeds of the Heavenly Wind Venerable would only make his will stronger. Only those with great fearlessness, who pursued martial arts unswervingly, could continuously climb.
Feng Chen said these things, only proving the former Heavenly Wind Venerable's strength. As for himself, he was merely reminiscing. There was nothing to be proud of. What Feng Chen should do was not to immerse himself in the glory of his ancestors.
"After the Heavenly Wind Venerable unified the Heavenly Wind Kingdom, it has been passed down to this day. Because he devoured the bloodline of the demon venerable, his own bloodline began to transform. Human blood and demon beast blood merged into his bloodline, mutating into a new bloodline, and it has been continuously inherited, all the way to now, to my body."
Feng Chen's voice was solemn. His hands were raised, and a terrifying aura spread from his palms. His body exuded a wild aura. His blood began to boil, the beast blood boiling.
PS: The annual meeting is over. Departed at 9 AM, returned around 5 PM. Originally wanted to code three chapters, but found that not writing for a few days caused some plot connection issues that needed sorting. Plus, the plane and car ride left my head dizzy, so I only managed one chapter. Tragic. I swear by these words: tomorrow, seven chapters or more!